Again another chapter! maybe this one will bea little better...
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Helen smiled benevolently at her daughter, long, blonde, hair down to her waist, dark brown eyes, and a beauty that could possibly rival Aphrodite's. Chuckling and turning back to the state of Ares her smile brightened, he was the reason both of her children were in this world, I thank the Fates everyday for your gift my love…she thought, gently reaching up and touching the armored helmet.
"Mother, do you want me to light the candles?" Turning her attention back to her daughter she shook her head.
"No, not yet, wait till the others come down, they too have to tend their altars." Shivering as the ruby eyes of Singe's goddess glared at her from across the room, she couldn't help but wonder why Singe chose an Egyptian goddess that was half animal, a lioness at that.
"Sorry we're late mother." Brought out of her revere as Lupa and Neco stepped through the doorway, Neco still stared around the room just as he did when just a child.
"Still wondering why it is a Japanese style room?" Frowning he shook his head without a word and set to tending his altar, setting aside the empty food dishes Neco sank to one knee, his hand over his heart, and kissed the sandaled foot of Hades. Allowing his eyes to slip closed he took a deep breath. My lord, I do not know if the spirit that announced itself to me was truly dead, for no sense of damnation hung about her…nor did I hear the Fates…show me as you have done before…I beg your guidance. Opening his eyes and tilting his head up he nearly leapt back with a yell had he not wanted to cause a scene, standing before him in a robe as black as a moonless night and eyes as dark as coals Hades, God of the Underworld heard his call.
"My son…" His deep voice seemed to house the screams of all the dead as it pierced through his skull, flinching he squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep breath. "Your connection with the gods through me allow you to see us as ordinary mortals or apparitions." Slowly releasing it he glanced up as a smile appeared on the craggy face of his father, the pure white, bone, cane upon which he held himself up with glimmered from the lights burning in the paper lanterns strewn about the room. "I will tell you a secret, but a soul you mustn't tell." Nodding slowly Neco grinned as his fathers long white beard gently brushed his shoulder, "we have plans for you four…plans that will shake the mortal world to its very foundation and destroy this one God belief once and for all." Neco's mouth dropped open reaching a hand up, his father seemed to fade like mist as sunlight filtered through the many windows. Shaking himself and slowly turning his head Lupa sat before her altar her head bowed and hands clasped together, her mouth moving in silent prayer, something seemed to pierce his heart…was it love?
Yes? No? hm...