Author's Note: Thalia :: carrying bound and gagged authoress :: Hello all! We're sick of waiting ten minutes for our authoress to get to the fic, and so have taken precautions to avoid her rambling in an extended Author's Note. So without further ado, we give you this chapter.
Disclaimer: Eros: I'll be handling the disclaimer. Our authoress doesn't own Gundam Wing. The Greek myths and deities have been twisted into a nearly-unrecognizable mess. Shounen ai, switching of POV, general weirdness, and most likely OOC. These ~ ~ are for emphasis.
The fields were warm and sunny, a summer breeze blowing across them. Duo was faintly puzzled by the sunlight, for the sky was as pitch black as it had been before. The sounds of laughter and happiness filled the air along with the scent of wildflowers. He crept along quietly, not wanting to disturb the residents. He approached the woman shown to him by Hades cautiously almost afraid of what her reaction to him would be. She didn't notice him, busily plaiting a garland of wild flowers for a pretty little girl. The blonde child looked up and saw Duo. She smiled cheerily at him.
"Hullo!" the girl greeted him. Duo's mother glanced up from her work with a smile, which swiftly turned to surprise and confusion. She handed the garland to the girl.
"Moira, why don't go play with Sally and Jane?{1} I bet they'll want to see your pretty necklace," the woman said. The child nodded and skipped away. Standing, the woman took in every aspect of Duo, who longed for his normal clothes and not the swim trunks in which he was still clad. They stood stock still, staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Then with a rapidity that startled the boy, she crossed the space between them and enfolded him in a hug.
"So you're mine. I've been worried about you," she said in a teary voice. "You have his eyes, you know. Sure they're a bit more human, but they're just as purple. Have you met your father yet?"
"N-no," Duo said, voice strangely hoarse. Funny. Half his life he'd wanted to find his parents and talk to them, ask them questions, ~know~ them, and now that he was here, he couldn't think of a single thing to say. His mother released him, backing up a step.
"Do you know my name?" she asked, barely pausing to hear his amnswer. "I died before I could even name you, and your father was always busy working I suppose... He told me what Zeus did. What's your name? You're not dead, are you?"
"I'm Duo Maxwell, and I'm not dead," he told her, a bit in shock. Was that how he sounded when he was babbling? Well, at least now he knew that it wasn't his fault, it was in his genes. "What's your name?"
"I'm Kayla Sunn. But... will you call me... Mom?" she asked tentatively. She looked at him with eyes sparkling with tears. Duo couldn't help but to smile. A bubble of happiness was welling up in him. He'd finally found his mother. Granted, she was already dead, but still, you can't choose your parents.
"Okay, Mom," he said, feeling his eyes sting. {2}
Wufei plummeted downward between the snaking, twisting mass of green energy, dodging the bolts of jagged lightning that came his way. He smirked and banked, avoiding another writhing feeler. He kept diving, feeling his eyes water from the wind that whipped at his eyes. He had to get to Duo, had to find the boy before the Underworld was completely superimposed on Earth. He didn't quite understand all the implications of that, but he knew that it was not a good thing. Plus he didn't know what horrors were being inflicted on ~his~ Duo by that monster of a god.
Finally, Wufei reached the bottom of the chasm. He was so far down that he could no longer see the opening above him. Silver sand slipped around his feet and he jogged to keep from sinking in it. Ahead of him was a great gold and sivler gate encrusted with jewels and gems, the doors flung wide open. He saw no sign of this 'Cerberus' creature, but he wouldn't have been a gundam pilot if he hadn't been trained to be wary of everything. He took the bow off his shoulder and drew an arrow from the quiver, nocking it carefully as he came up to the gate.
A sudden baying froze him in place. His heart skipped a beat. The howl was in terrible harmony, the sound of pure fear. As the undulating cry went on, a hulking shape emerged from the shadow behind the gate. The dog was the size of a grizzly bear, with three massive heads all screwed into masks of hate as they switched from howling to a menacing growl that Wufei could feel in his bones. Wufei aimed the bow, swallowing hard as he approached.
Cerberus lunged with a fierce. Wufei just barely managed to leap to one side, firing the arrow. It sank deep into the beast's side, causing a cry of fury. It spun with more agility than anything that size should have had, and one of the heads nearly bit Wufei's leg. Only a reflex tensing of his shoulder muscles saved him from becoming a chew toy. How weak was he, to forget he had wings? He flew gracefully into the air, nocking another arrow. Cerberus leapt to catch him, but missed by a few inches. Wufei hovered just out of reach, took aim, and loosed the arrow. Again, it struck it's target, but had about as much effect.
Fury lent strength to the creature, and before Wufei had even finished drawing his hand from the quiver, he found himself being crushed beneath enormous paws. Cruel claws dug into his chest, and he struggled to free even one arm. Three grotesque faces snarled at him, rank breath making it hard for him to concentrate, drool dribbling onto him. They all began to howl triumphantly when they suddenly stopped and ran off to one side.
It took a second to register that he was free. It finally clicked when a hand appeared in front of him, offering help. Too stunned to really do anything else, he took it. He was heaved to his feet, and found himself staring into glowing violet eyes. The heart-shaped face and lithe figure were incredibly familiar, but the short cloud of dead white hair all but cancelled out any resemblance. The new appearance smiled slighty at the hellhound, which was now chomping noisily on somthing that looked suspiciously like a tripple-decker chocolate cake. {3}
"Who are you?" Wufei demanded, unnerved but the strange eyes.
"I am Thanatos, Shinigami's father. I have temporarily incapacitated Cerberus," his savior said calmly. "The Avatar of Justice, are you? I assume you are here to retrieve my son."
"Yes. Don't try to stop me," the young man said. A peaceful chuckle was his responce.
"I wouldn't dream of it. We were meant to be guardians of this place, to keep the dead and the living seperate. What my father is doing is madness, and I will do all in my power to stop him. I cannot rescue Shinigami myself, Hades would know immediately. Not even I can overpower or outwit him on his own ground. But I do know where my son is."
"Where?"
"He is in the Elysian Fields. Fly straight foward from the inside of the gate, and don't turn around or stop for anything until you reach him. When you do find him, keep flying straight forward. You will find your way back here. Hurry, you don't have much time. The Underworld is leaking out too quickly." Thanatos urged him through the gate. "Good luck. I shall try to distract Hades with my presence. He shouldn't be able to sense you, you yourself are mortal. The Spirit of Justice is simply working through you."
"I understand. Thank you," Wufei said, and took off.
Trowa watched in amazement and not a little fear as the silver sand quickly spread across the area around Quatre's home. It had been rolling hills and trees, but now as far as he could see there were only dunes of sparkling silicon. He turned his eyes to Quatre to see how he was taking it. Quatre's aquamarine eyes were deeply troubled, and he paced around on his cloud. Trowa guided his own misty support to a level with Quatre's. He stepped onto the other boy's and stood beside him unnoticed, as Quatre had his back to him. The European boy had an urge to put an arm around the blonde's shoulder, but restrained himself.
"How are you holding up?" he asked quietly. Quatre jumped slightly and turned to face him. Then he smiled, but it looked forced.
"I'm okay, I guess," the Arabian reassured him.
"You're worried about Duo and Wufei."
Quatre gave a mirthless laugh. "Am I that transparent?"
"You shouldn't be worried. Duo and Wufei can each take care of themselves. And now that they've both turned out to be... whatever it is they are, they should only be more capable of doing so," Trowa said, then fell silent.
"But look what they're up against. Gods? Whatever lurks down ~there~?" Quatre gestured to the ever-widening chasm, losing his pretense of a smile. He sighed and rubbed his forehead. "There's so much at stake, and it's ~my~ fault. I made Eros and Thalia become solid. The bow wouldn't have been a problem if they'd stayed in their own plane of existance."
Trowa startled himself by putting a hand on the shorter boy's cheek. He frowned slightly at his inablility to control the impulse, but he just ~had~ to comfort his... friend. He gritted his teeth as he recalled that ~that~ was all they were. There was no way Quatre would feel any other way for ~him~. Then he realized that he was just standing there stupidly staring at Quatre without saying anything, and that Quatre was looking back with something indecipherable in his beautiful eyes.
"Don't blame yourself, little one. You are human, you make mistakes. These gods should have been the ones to take care of their possessions, not you," he said even more softly than normal.
"But Trowa... what if they don't come back?" Quatre asked, guilt and worry in his tone.
"...." Trowa groped for words to reassure. Quatre suddenly wrapped him into a warm hug. He was stunned, and before he could get over it enough to return the embrace Quatre had pulled away, but a small smile curved his lips.
"You always know exactly what to say."
Trowa returned the smile with a faint one of his own.
Wufei had been flying for what seemed like an eternity over the endless silver dunes, and he was growing desperate. He had the strongest feeling that he was being followed, but he heeded Thanatos's advice not to turn around for anything. He had to find Duo, and he didn't know how much time he had left before it was too late. To make matters worse, the wounds he'd received from Cerberus were painfully making themselves known with every movement of his wings or torso. He grimly refused to let himself slow down to ease the pain; he had a mission to complete.
He was going so fast he almost missed it, a flash of green suddenly shimmered into existance below him. He dived sharply, straining the deep gashes on his chest and belly. He passed through a barrier of whipping wind and stinging sand and found himself over a breath-takingly beautiful field and forest. He saw the souls of the innocent and pure, and looked among them for the familiar braid and manic grin.
Then he saw something that shocked him out of the sky, landing awkwardly at the feet of a pretty thirteen-year-old girl. She blinked at him in equal shock.
"Wu- Wufei?" Meiran asked. {4}
Hades stood in the exact center of the Underworld, a shadow that blended almost perfectly with the shadow of the dune beside him. He watched as the pitch sky began to sparkle with stars, and grinned maniacally. The merging of worlds was nearly complete. Soon he'd be beating Zeus at his own game, locking him forever in impotence on Mount Olympus. Then Earth would be ~his~ and his alone, as it should have been from the beginning. He would have laughed if he had not become aware of another's presence behind him.
"Ah, Thanatos. Come to bask in my soon-to-be glory?"
"No, Father. I'm here to talk some sense into you, before it's too late."
"It's already too late, my son. Look around! Nothing can stop it now. Shinigami won't be able to get free without help, and none of the grand idiots of love and comedy have attempted a rescue. Those so-called Gods on Mount Olympus haven't even caught on yet, so distant have they become from humanity. They abandoned the mortals long ago, why should they even care?"
"They are not so aloof as you think. Why else would Eros and Thalia have been with the mortals in the first place, if the Gods have turned their back on mankind?" Thanatos pointed out in his waif of a voice.
"Hn," Hades snorted, with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Then they have become worse than aloof. They use the mortals for mere amusement, as toys."
"Is that not what you are doing?"
"No. Shinigami is not a toy. He is a tool. There is an important difference. And he will be rewarded amply for his services," the King of the Underworld said with another smile. Thanatos fixed him with an uniterpretable expression.
"Do you think it is a reward to push an adolescent into an eternity of killing?"
Hades looked puzzled for only a moment.
"He is a God. It was his destiny from the moment he was conceived."
"Shinigami may be a God, but Duo is mortal. He has killed enough for any human lifetime, and I do not wish to see him suffer because of what you call his destiny. Have you yourself not become distant from humanity, to forget what pain is? To forget what your task as Guardian of the Dead is?" Thanatos demanded, violet eyes flashing.
"I ~never~ forgot. ~I~ always was close to the mortals, closer than any other God on Olympus. Even after most of the mortals forgot about us, ~I~ still kept taking them in when they died. I will be there for the mortals, a tangible God right there on Earth."
"How is inflicting living death on mortals going to prove that you care? The Elysian Fields will die and decay, Tartaraus will expand to cover the Earth. And you shall rule a graveyard more dismal than the Underworld could ever be, with the haunted husk of a mortal child forever chained to a scythe," Thanatos whispered.
"You will destroy the world in attempt to gain vengence on your brother," the God of Death went on cruelly. "All I have to ask you is, does Mother know?" Hades winced visibly at that. "I'll take that as a no. Do you think that she will take the death of her living Earth well? She and Demeter will be quite upset by now."
And as if by cue there were twin poofs of green smoke. On the sands of the Underworld stood two women, one matronly with rich dark brown hair and an earthy complexion, the other a young woman with sandy blonde hair and voluptuous curves. Both looked - for lack of a better expression - extremely PISSED OFF. The blonde stepped forward and stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.
"Er - hello, dear," Hades greeted weakly.
{1}- It's 2:34 AM and I'm on a crash from a sugar high. There is no brain power left to think of names. My apologies.
{2}- It's just so touching... ::sniff::
Thalia: Yeah, you can just see the sparkles. ::rolls eyes::
{3}- Hey, I didn't even have to make this up! In Greek myths, Cerberus could easily be distracted if you gave him cake. Weird, huh?
{4}- Whoa! Betcha didn't see ~that~ coming from a mile away! Total surprise, right? Riiiight.
Continued in next part! They were originally one chapter, but I thought if was a bit too long, so I split it up. But that doesn't mean you can skimp on reviews! I need the feedback! My ego isn't big enough yet!
G-boys and muses: ::cough::yeahright::cough::
Hn. I work and I slave over this fic, and this is the thanks I get. Anywho, REVIEW! I'll give you pocky and/or cookies and/or naked G-boys dripping with hot fugde! ^_^
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Disclaimer: Eros: I'll be handling the disclaimer. Our authoress doesn't own Gundam Wing. The Greek myths and deities have been twisted into a nearly-unrecognizable mess. Shounen ai, switching of POV, general weirdness, and most likely OOC. These ~ ~ are for emphasis.
The fields were warm and sunny, a summer breeze blowing across them. Duo was faintly puzzled by the sunlight, for the sky was as pitch black as it had been before. The sounds of laughter and happiness filled the air along with the scent of wildflowers. He crept along quietly, not wanting to disturb the residents. He approached the woman shown to him by Hades cautiously almost afraid of what her reaction to him would be. She didn't notice him, busily plaiting a garland of wild flowers for a pretty little girl. The blonde child looked up and saw Duo. She smiled cheerily at him.
"Hullo!" the girl greeted him. Duo's mother glanced up from her work with a smile, which swiftly turned to surprise and confusion. She handed the garland to the girl.
"Moira, why don't go play with Sally and Jane?{1} I bet they'll want to see your pretty necklace," the woman said. The child nodded and skipped away. Standing, the woman took in every aspect of Duo, who longed for his normal clothes and not the swim trunks in which he was still clad. They stood stock still, staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Then with a rapidity that startled the boy, she crossed the space between them and enfolded him in a hug.
"So you're mine. I've been worried about you," she said in a teary voice. "You have his eyes, you know. Sure they're a bit more human, but they're just as purple. Have you met your father yet?"
"N-no," Duo said, voice strangely hoarse. Funny. Half his life he'd wanted to find his parents and talk to them, ask them questions, ~know~ them, and now that he was here, he couldn't think of a single thing to say. His mother released him, backing up a step.
"Do you know my name?" she asked, barely pausing to hear his amnswer. "I died before I could even name you, and your father was always busy working I suppose... He told me what Zeus did. What's your name? You're not dead, are you?"
"I'm Duo Maxwell, and I'm not dead," he told her, a bit in shock. Was that how he sounded when he was babbling? Well, at least now he knew that it wasn't his fault, it was in his genes. "What's your name?"
"I'm Kayla Sunn. But... will you call me... Mom?" she asked tentatively. She looked at him with eyes sparkling with tears. Duo couldn't help but to smile. A bubble of happiness was welling up in him. He'd finally found his mother. Granted, she was already dead, but still, you can't choose your parents.
"Okay, Mom," he said, feeling his eyes sting. {2}
Wufei plummeted downward between the snaking, twisting mass of green energy, dodging the bolts of jagged lightning that came his way. He smirked and banked, avoiding another writhing feeler. He kept diving, feeling his eyes water from the wind that whipped at his eyes. He had to get to Duo, had to find the boy before the Underworld was completely superimposed on Earth. He didn't quite understand all the implications of that, but he knew that it was not a good thing. Plus he didn't know what horrors were being inflicted on ~his~ Duo by that monster of a god.
Finally, Wufei reached the bottom of the chasm. He was so far down that he could no longer see the opening above him. Silver sand slipped around his feet and he jogged to keep from sinking in it. Ahead of him was a great gold and sivler gate encrusted with jewels and gems, the doors flung wide open. He saw no sign of this 'Cerberus' creature, but he wouldn't have been a gundam pilot if he hadn't been trained to be wary of everything. He took the bow off his shoulder and drew an arrow from the quiver, nocking it carefully as he came up to the gate.
A sudden baying froze him in place. His heart skipped a beat. The howl was in terrible harmony, the sound of pure fear. As the undulating cry went on, a hulking shape emerged from the shadow behind the gate. The dog was the size of a grizzly bear, with three massive heads all screwed into masks of hate as they switched from howling to a menacing growl that Wufei could feel in his bones. Wufei aimed the bow, swallowing hard as he approached.
Cerberus lunged with a fierce. Wufei just barely managed to leap to one side, firing the arrow. It sank deep into the beast's side, causing a cry of fury. It spun with more agility than anything that size should have had, and one of the heads nearly bit Wufei's leg. Only a reflex tensing of his shoulder muscles saved him from becoming a chew toy. How weak was he, to forget he had wings? He flew gracefully into the air, nocking another arrow. Cerberus leapt to catch him, but missed by a few inches. Wufei hovered just out of reach, took aim, and loosed the arrow. Again, it struck it's target, but had about as much effect.
Fury lent strength to the creature, and before Wufei had even finished drawing his hand from the quiver, he found himself being crushed beneath enormous paws. Cruel claws dug into his chest, and he struggled to free even one arm. Three grotesque faces snarled at him, rank breath making it hard for him to concentrate, drool dribbling onto him. They all began to howl triumphantly when they suddenly stopped and ran off to one side.
It took a second to register that he was free. It finally clicked when a hand appeared in front of him, offering help. Too stunned to really do anything else, he took it. He was heaved to his feet, and found himself staring into glowing violet eyes. The heart-shaped face and lithe figure were incredibly familiar, but the short cloud of dead white hair all but cancelled out any resemblance. The new appearance smiled slighty at the hellhound, which was now chomping noisily on somthing that looked suspiciously like a tripple-decker chocolate cake. {3}
"Who are you?" Wufei demanded, unnerved but the strange eyes.
"I am Thanatos, Shinigami's father. I have temporarily incapacitated Cerberus," his savior said calmly. "The Avatar of Justice, are you? I assume you are here to retrieve my son."
"Yes. Don't try to stop me," the young man said. A peaceful chuckle was his responce.
"I wouldn't dream of it. We were meant to be guardians of this place, to keep the dead and the living seperate. What my father is doing is madness, and I will do all in my power to stop him. I cannot rescue Shinigami myself, Hades would know immediately. Not even I can overpower or outwit him on his own ground. But I do know where my son is."
"Where?"
"He is in the Elysian Fields. Fly straight foward from the inside of the gate, and don't turn around or stop for anything until you reach him. When you do find him, keep flying straight forward. You will find your way back here. Hurry, you don't have much time. The Underworld is leaking out too quickly." Thanatos urged him through the gate. "Good luck. I shall try to distract Hades with my presence. He shouldn't be able to sense you, you yourself are mortal. The Spirit of Justice is simply working through you."
"I understand. Thank you," Wufei said, and took off.
Trowa watched in amazement and not a little fear as the silver sand quickly spread across the area around Quatre's home. It had been rolling hills and trees, but now as far as he could see there were only dunes of sparkling silicon. He turned his eyes to Quatre to see how he was taking it. Quatre's aquamarine eyes were deeply troubled, and he paced around on his cloud. Trowa guided his own misty support to a level with Quatre's. He stepped onto the other boy's and stood beside him unnoticed, as Quatre had his back to him. The European boy had an urge to put an arm around the blonde's shoulder, but restrained himself.
"How are you holding up?" he asked quietly. Quatre jumped slightly and turned to face him. Then he smiled, but it looked forced.
"I'm okay, I guess," the Arabian reassured him.
"You're worried about Duo and Wufei."
Quatre gave a mirthless laugh. "Am I that transparent?"
"You shouldn't be worried. Duo and Wufei can each take care of themselves. And now that they've both turned out to be... whatever it is they are, they should only be more capable of doing so," Trowa said, then fell silent.
"But look what they're up against. Gods? Whatever lurks down ~there~?" Quatre gestured to the ever-widening chasm, losing his pretense of a smile. He sighed and rubbed his forehead. "There's so much at stake, and it's ~my~ fault. I made Eros and Thalia become solid. The bow wouldn't have been a problem if they'd stayed in their own plane of existance."
Trowa startled himself by putting a hand on the shorter boy's cheek. He frowned slightly at his inablility to control the impulse, but he just ~had~ to comfort his... friend. He gritted his teeth as he recalled that ~that~ was all they were. There was no way Quatre would feel any other way for ~him~. Then he realized that he was just standing there stupidly staring at Quatre without saying anything, and that Quatre was looking back with something indecipherable in his beautiful eyes.
"Don't blame yourself, little one. You are human, you make mistakes. These gods should have been the ones to take care of their possessions, not you," he said even more softly than normal.
"But Trowa... what if they don't come back?" Quatre asked, guilt and worry in his tone.
"...." Trowa groped for words to reassure. Quatre suddenly wrapped him into a warm hug. He was stunned, and before he could get over it enough to return the embrace Quatre had pulled away, but a small smile curved his lips.
"You always know exactly what to say."
Trowa returned the smile with a faint one of his own.
Wufei had been flying for what seemed like an eternity over the endless silver dunes, and he was growing desperate. He had the strongest feeling that he was being followed, but he heeded Thanatos's advice not to turn around for anything. He had to find Duo, and he didn't know how much time he had left before it was too late. To make matters worse, the wounds he'd received from Cerberus were painfully making themselves known with every movement of his wings or torso. He grimly refused to let himself slow down to ease the pain; he had a mission to complete.
He was going so fast he almost missed it, a flash of green suddenly shimmered into existance below him. He dived sharply, straining the deep gashes on his chest and belly. He passed through a barrier of whipping wind and stinging sand and found himself over a breath-takingly beautiful field and forest. He saw the souls of the innocent and pure, and looked among them for the familiar braid and manic grin.
Then he saw something that shocked him out of the sky, landing awkwardly at the feet of a pretty thirteen-year-old girl. She blinked at him in equal shock.
"Wu- Wufei?" Meiran asked. {4}
Hades stood in the exact center of the Underworld, a shadow that blended almost perfectly with the shadow of the dune beside him. He watched as the pitch sky began to sparkle with stars, and grinned maniacally. The merging of worlds was nearly complete. Soon he'd be beating Zeus at his own game, locking him forever in impotence on Mount Olympus. Then Earth would be ~his~ and his alone, as it should have been from the beginning. He would have laughed if he had not become aware of another's presence behind him.
"Ah, Thanatos. Come to bask in my soon-to-be glory?"
"No, Father. I'm here to talk some sense into you, before it's too late."
"It's already too late, my son. Look around! Nothing can stop it now. Shinigami won't be able to get free without help, and none of the grand idiots of love and comedy have attempted a rescue. Those so-called Gods on Mount Olympus haven't even caught on yet, so distant have they become from humanity. They abandoned the mortals long ago, why should they even care?"
"They are not so aloof as you think. Why else would Eros and Thalia have been with the mortals in the first place, if the Gods have turned their back on mankind?" Thanatos pointed out in his waif of a voice.
"Hn," Hades snorted, with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Then they have become worse than aloof. They use the mortals for mere amusement, as toys."
"Is that not what you are doing?"
"No. Shinigami is not a toy. He is a tool. There is an important difference. And he will be rewarded amply for his services," the King of the Underworld said with another smile. Thanatos fixed him with an uniterpretable expression.
"Do you think it is a reward to push an adolescent into an eternity of killing?"
Hades looked puzzled for only a moment.
"He is a God. It was his destiny from the moment he was conceived."
"Shinigami may be a God, but Duo is mortal. He has killed enough for any human lifetime, and I do not wish to see him suffer because of what you call his destiny. Have you yourself not become distant from humanity, to forget what pain is? To forget what your task as Guardian of the Dead is?" Thanatos demanded, violet eyes flashing.
"I ~never~ forgot. ~I~ always was close to the mortals, closer than any other God on Olympus. Even after most of the mortals forgot about us, ~I~ still kept taking them in when they died. I will be there for the mortals, a tangible God right there on Earth."
"How is inflicting living death on mortals going to prove that you care? The Elysian Fields will die and decay, Tartaraus will expand to cover the Earth. And you shall rule a graveyard more dismal than the Underworld could ever be, with the haunted husk of a mortal child forever chained to a scythe," Thanatos whispered.
"You will destroy the world in attempt to gain vengence on your brother," the God of Death went on cruelly. "All I have to ask you is, does Mother know?" Hades winced visibly at that. "I'll take that as a no. Do you think that she will take the death of her living Earth well? She and Demeter will be quite upset by now."
And as if by cue there were twin poofs of green smoke. On the sands of the Underworld stood two women, one matronly with rich dark brown hair and an earthy complexion, the other a young woman with sandy blonde hair and voluptuous curves. Both looked - for lack of a better expression - extremely PISSED OFF. The blonde stepped forward and stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.
"Er - hello, dear," Hades greeted weakly.
{1}- It's 2:34 AM and I'm on a crash from a sugar high. There is no brain power left to think of names. My apologies.
{2}- It's just so touching... ::sniff::
Thalia: Yeah, you can just see the sparkles. ::rolls eyes::
{3}- Hey, I didn't even have to make this up! In Greek myths, Cerberus could easily be distracted if you gave him cake. Weird, huh?
{4}- Whoa! Betcha didn't see ~that~ coming from a mile away! Total surprise, right? Riiiight.
Continued in next part! They were originally one chapter, but I thought if was a bit too long, so I split it up. But that doesn't mean you can skimp on reviews! I need the feedback! My ego isn't big enough yet!
G-boys and muses: ::cough::yeahright::cough::
Hn. I work and I slave over this fic, and this is the thanks I get. Anywho, REVIEW! I'll give you pocky and/or cookies and/or naked G-boys dripping with hot fugde! ^_^
G-boys: O_o WHAT!?!?
I'm so evil. ^_~ BWAHAHAHAHA!!!