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Chapter 1

Far beneath the surface of the Earth; in the Underworld; Hades sighed to himself. His head rested upon his fist as he contemplated his existence. Hades knew that he was lonely, just as he knew he would always be lonely. He knew that no one would ever love him. But even as he knew that, he couldn't help but wish that someone, anyone, would love him. He didn't care if they were male or female, as long as they loved him he could care less what their gender was. Alas, he was a monster, and monsters didn't get to be loved. He shook his head, '*no point dwelling on the impossible. I need to be honest with myself, no one will love me.* ' Hades rose to his feet, he was tired of thinking, and the only way to staunch the flow of his thoughts was to throw himself into his job. So that was what he would do, he decided. Surely Thanatos; his lieutenant; wouldn't mind if he guided a few souls to the underworld? "No, he wouldn't mind", Hades thought to himself. Even if he did Hades could do what he wanted, he was the King of the Underworld, not Thanatos. Hades smirked half-heartedly, and then he let his power guide him.

Hours passed as Hades delivered soul after soul to the underworld. He had just finished guiding another, and that's when he felt it. Pure unadulterated power, it was exhilarating. In all his time as a God, he had never felt anything like it. Intrigued, he dug a little deeper, and then he laughed, "all this power comes from a tiny half-blood?" He laughed again, astonished by the absurdity of the situation. "How is it that one tiny little half-blood has such power?" He mused aloud to himself, "but that's not even the kicker! The kicker is that this half-blood is ready to be guided to my realm, and yet even on his deathbed, his power still shines like a beacon." Hades hesitated for a split second, unsure of himself, and after several moments had passed, he finally snapped himself out of it. Mind made up, he concentrated on flashing to the source of that tempting power. A bright light flooded the area, and when it died down, Hades had vanished into a swirling vortex of darkness.