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End of the line

People claim that when they stare death in the face they can see their lives flash before their eyes almost as if tormenting them on the many things they didn't accomplish, though as Hades and Persephone remained seated upon the ground staring in terror up at Cyrus the only thing that flowed through Hades mind was the events of the last three days, his dreams had become nothing more than empty black orphes's the weak male no longer plagued him making his hours of sleep one that he looked forward to. Now that he was able to walk on both of his feet without the need of a cane work around the farm had run by smoothly, more so that spending time with Persephone was rare it was why they sat under the tree before the sun would set.

Each wanted to whisper words to the other to reassure themselves that it was a misunderstanding Cyrus would soon calm down and they would be able to continue. Sadly it wasn't meant to be.

"Get up"

Cyrus snarled the words it was unclear on who exactly he was aiming them at but neither Persephone or Hades moved instead Persephone, turned herself around hiding her face deep in Hades neck feeling his pulsing heart rate she attempted to sooth him by placing her hand against his heart, though her hands trembled and she was sure that he could sense her fear she wouldn't pull away from him. As his eyes rolled towards the heavens Cyrus leant himself forward grasping the back of Persephone's clothing along with a few strands of her hair, the burning from her scalp caused her to cry out in sheer terror she tried to flail knowing that it would harm Lykaios, eyes burned with tears not knowing what was possessing her father to make him act like this.

"Let me go!"

Hades stood himself up sharply he didn't make a grab for Persephone knowing that she would be torn between the two men; she wasn't a toy.

Cyrus saw the look in the older mans eyes and laughed he pushed Persephone forward holding her at arm's length his grip on her only becoming tighter as she struggled.

"Go ahead. Take her."

He taunted the man as he shook his daughter from side to side Hades however didn't step forward to take the bait instead he forced himself to look away from the face of Persephone, eyes filled with a wish to kill the look became narrowed allowing him to glare at the man not understanding how someone could be so cruel to their own flesh and blood. He shook his head slowly but didn't back away from what was happening in front of him, fearing that if he was to such a thing then he would be to far away from Persephone to actually help her if things became out of hand. Taken back by the humanity of such a simple action Cyrus yanked his daughter against his chest winding his arm around her hips locking her in place, if Persephone wasn't consumed with terror she would have used the back of her ankle wisely.

Becoming consumed with the over powering stench of her fathers bodily odor made Persephone look straight ahead, the look of hurt in Lykaios's heart made her heart twist she knew that putting him in this situation was unfair, cruel.

"Lykaios..."

She whispered the name out gently causing silver eyes to snap in her direction the moment seemed to last a life time before it was shattered by a chuckle so loud that even Persephone's body shook in time with it.

"That thing you call Lykaios is Hades. Lord of the Underworld!"

The words. The lies struck Hades like a kick in the gutt he would have opened his mouth to disagree with such filth however it seemed that the fates were playing a series of cruel games. His chest grew heavy his body becoming light; a copy cat of the feeling he gained before his conscious rushed him in a series of unspeakable lies and "memories". He stumbled he gasped he even clutched at the side of his head pulling and tugging at his hair, a pounding in his head so loud preventing him from hearing Persephone calling out his name in concern made him black out. Only for a second but that is all that it took. Past events broke through the memories which his mortal mind had managed to form he felt his unbeating heart clench sending blinding white pain through him like someone had shoved a spike through his stomach, he witnessed the second falling of his father saw how his powers drained after saving the man from his dreams; his brother.

Everything began to make sense.

Persephone who managed to wrench herself out of her fathers grasp stumbled towards Lykaios who fell to his knees with a trembling hand, she lightly gripped his shoulder her other hand moved towards his cheek to cup it to angle his head to see those eyes that made her feel safe, her mouth opened to form his name that he had given her instead she found herself doing the opposite; she was pulling to get away from him. Hades had clasped a bone crushing grip upon her wrist it forced her hand to tingle in pain like ants crawling over her she gasped, as every time she pulled the hold only became tighter like that of a snake.

She got her wish. His head slowly began to rise in order to look at her in the eye. If he had his powers he would have spoken to her through her mind in order to show her what he really was, what he was capable of he was everything she had been brought up to fear, there was no point in sugar coating the truth any longer not now that he knew who he really was.

"I am Hades"

His voice was a harsh whisper that seemed to cut through the air like a knife through a steak. Persephone opened and closed her mouth trying to think of something to say her hand was tossed aside making her shoulder pop (luckily not coming out of the joint). Rising himself from the ground he looked at the clothing which covered him he would have torn them from his body had he not been naked beneath them, looking down from the kneeling Persephone to the smug Cyrus he didn't know which he despised more, both had been in the presence of a god and neither of them found it to treat with him respect.

It sickened him.

Not to far behind the large barn Zeus stood frozen to the spot using the wood to support his weight he began to shake his head slowly, he hadn't want to do this but it was the only way now his brother was turning back to the self loathing god that descended upon his great halls months before the rise of their father. He wanted to yell at Hades that this isn't what he wanted he didn't want him to feel a loath for Persephone even if she would get in the way, however with his powers to be a bear minim there would be no way he could even communicate with his brother without disappearing for good.

Cyrus walked forward standing in front of Hades who stood a foot taller than himself challenging an ex god wasn't the smartest thing to do and it seemed that even without his powers Hades still held the presence of fear and death. It was the only thing that stopped him from getting a blow to the jaw.

"I want you to get off my land. Now"

Hades didn't even flinch. The words dripped icily from poorly kept lips dark silver eyes widen for a brief moment as he glanced over the old mans shoulder towards a quivering Persephone, he saw the emotions in her eyes most happened to be fear he assumed it was aimed at him (he would call her a fool if she wasn't afraid of him) it was a different type of fear she was afraid for him, for his safety.

"No..."

Persephone whispered. Frantically her head snapped in the direction of Lykaios who took a moment to ponder the command he didn't bow his head nor did he blink, instead he turned himself around slowly making his leave with dignity rather than to fall upon his knees and beg for another chance; such things were beneath a god as old as himself. Stepping forward Persephone made a lunge in order to grab hold of the wrist which had brushed away hair from her face so many times, but just as her feet left the ground she was tugged back painfully she almost collided once more with her fathers chest had it not been for his own stubbed feet's quick work she would have done, tears began to blur her vision as she shook her head frantically trying to wake herself up from this nightmare which consumed her.

"Let go of me! Lykaios! Lykaios!"

Hades wouldn't admit it couldn't bring himself to even ackowledge such words which passed his mind; her words stabbed at his heart stiring the mortal side of him which showed his nuturing side, to almost gain control to make him turn around and save her from the brute though even as his eyes began to swell with tears, he gritted his teeth grinding them to a blunt point as he rose his hand up brutaly wiping at his eyes to stop himself from seeming so weak, he knew he was there was no need to put himself beside the shoulders of humans he was above them. What happened between Persephone and Lykaios was a mistake; something he would never repeat again. He had no idea where he was meant to go though it seemed that his feet knew as they continued to move swiftly against the pulsing ground, already he knew that this world was going to need a new hero someone to save everyone. To bad he no longer cared.

Her throat burned with every tearful scream. Her body yanked and twisted attempting to get out of fathers grasp, tears spilled down her face her mind not wanting to belive that this man who turned his back on her was Lykaios, and yet it didn't matter his name didn't matter it didn't destroy the memories they made sitting under the tree or even just enjoying each others company during the stormy days. Her arm began to throb in pain as her fathers nails pinched through her flesh creating crescent moon shapes it was only when the shape of Lyakios... Hades became nothing more than a shiluete that her father let her go, forcing her to fall down on her knees the palm of her hands cut against the sharp rocks of the earth her upper lip began to curl as her lower lip quivered; breathing became more of a chore than a privilege as her nose became blocked.

The harsh shuffling of her fathers footsteps made her head rise she glared bitterly towards the man who helped bring her into this world, if her mother was here they would be able to talk she wouldn't man handle her like a lamb being branded.

Her father spoke. She didn't hear what he said. Slowly she stood herself up clumps of frozen earth fell from her bruised knees, her face a mess; cheeks rosy red, eyes puffed to twice their size, tears hanging from the tip of her chin her arms wrapped around her chest gripping on her elbows wanting nothing more than Hades to turn back into her arms, such a thought was a lost cause.

"I hate you"

She hissed out the words that had been burning inside of her since the night of her mothers death her hair began to move in time with breathing (it wasn't hers) her father stood his chin scraping against the top of her head, showing the limited difference in their height he had to back himself up so that he could look at her in the eye, snarling like a wolf he rose his hand rose causing the joint within his shoulder to almost pop, without a moments hesitation he smacked Persephone across the side of her face causing her to snap her legs to tangle and her body to fall on the ground face first. He walked around her slowly smirking as she slowly began to turn herself over on her side to look towards him, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth dripping on the ground.

"That makes two of us."

Persephone remained trembling as her father stepped over her body at least having the decency to not step on her she made no sudden movements, didn't even cower when his shadow stretched over her like some sort of vulture bowing her head to press her forehead in the ground, she opened her mouth allowing a pitiful sob to pass her lips not understanding how this had happened or why; it was killing her from the inside out.

Well there you go. From now on this story is taking a dark turn and Hades is back to his old self. Look forward to your thoughts on this chapter.

- Signed The Broken Ghost