This is straying off the story a bit here. A chapter for Becca- my synchro buddy! I took Meg's suggestion. And no, this doesn't mean I'm doing guest chapter galore either. Don't ask me bares fangs
Some things to know:

1)Atlantis: mythical city that sank under the ocean

2) Tantalus: a mortal who was damned to Tartarus, where he was stuck in a lake, but couldn't drink the water, and couldn't eat the fruit that was just above his head.

3) Prometheus: a Titan that was condemned to have his liver pecked out every day by an eagle

4) Elysian Fields: where the heroes and basically really good guys go after they die

Becca sat in Hades' throne, looking bored and tossing a coin. This wasn't just any coin though, it was the coin that decided the fate of the world. Fortunately for us, the coin kept landing on "the world survives", which lead Becca to believe that it was weighted. She had a lot of time to think recently, after completing all of her lessons, acing her training, and sending Hades into a corner shivering, all in the first day. Becca sighed and shifted her weight. Being trained to become the goddess of sarcasm, cynicism, and evil glares was so boring if you'd had practice all your life.

Soon the reason Becca was still awake could be heard very clearly; the whines and moans of the damned. They were so loud! Didn't they ever shut up? Becca sighed and stuffed more cotton in her ears, when suddenly, a high pitched wail pierced the misty quiet where she sat. Becca gave an annoyed growl and proceeded to find the offender. She walked briskly over to Tartarus, her charcoal toga softly swishing along the ground, and the amethysts on her mahogany sandals twinkling evilly. She followed the sound of the wailing lament, and soon came upon Tantalus, who was sobbing.

"What are you doing?" she demanded angrily. Tantalus turned his tear-streaked face to the goddess.

"I'm so thirsty." He moaned. "So thirsty and so hungry." Then he shut his eyes and began to wail again.

Becca rolled her eyes. "Of course you're hungry." She snapped. "It's your punishment. But you're too stupid to realize that. So you just go on and on and won't let anyone else have any bit of piece and quiet just because you fucked up in real life, and it landed you here. And further more…"

By the time Becca was through with him, Tantalus had forgotten his hunger and thirst. He covered low in the lake that he sat, trying to avoid the goddess's wrath. Unfortunately, since the water kept receding away from him, he wasn't hiding too well; he was just curled up in a little ball at the bottom of the lake, trying desperately to disappear. Becca finished her torture with an icy glare, turned on her heels, and marched out of Tartarus.

Back in Hades' throne, Becca gave a stretch and a loud yawn. There was so little to do! She had already tried to call her sister, Meg, to tease her, but since Meg hadn't been born in ancient Greece, therefore she wasn't born yet, and Becca had to be content with sending her a long voice mail in hopes that you would get it in a few hundred years. Becca gave bored groan and sank back into the cold onyx chair grumpily. A few minutes passed by when she finally decided to go and wake Hades up.

The god of the dead was snoring softly when Becca approached. Since this was the time of year that Persephone wasn't with him, Hades could be a slob and sleep in as late as her wanted. Unfortunately, Becca decided that he had slept enough. Taking a deep breath, she screamed "WAKE UP!" in his pale ear. Hades bolted upright with a start, a look of panic in his eyes. Then he saw Becca standing in front of him, hands on her hips. Groaning, he sank back into bed. Becca wasn't about to let him go back to bed though. She grabbed his hair and hauled him out of his room, navy pajamas and all. Finally Hades stood up, yawning.

"I want to kill someone today." Becca announced.

Hades rubbed his eyes and blinked at her. "Who?" was all he said. The goddess furrowed her brow in concentration. Who did she want to destroy today? Tantalus would be nice, but he was already dead. Snapping her fingers, she produced a map of Ancient Greece and scanned over it. Her eyes fell on a small island city and her eyes lit up.

"I want to flood this." She announced, jabbing her finger at the town.

Hades looked at where she was pointing. "Atlantis?" he said puzzled. "Why?" Becca shrugged.

"They'll eventually drown anyway."

Hades shook his head to clear away the fuzziness and nodded. He clapped his hands and large door opened above them with a metallic clang. Another clap brought Hades' ebony chariot down, pulled by two decaying horses. The two immortals climbed into chariot and soon they were off, speeding through the dusky morning air. Becca kept peering at the landscape below, trying to figure out where they were, but Hades knew exactly where he was going. In no time, they had come upon a large island city, in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea.

Becca stared in awe at the blue sea-glass domes of the city, shimmering with opals and pearls. Atlantis was an extremely beautiful city. It was also scientifically advanced for it's time. There were whispered rumors that they had genetically altered some of their people with gills and fins, but since genetics wasn't even founded yet, there was little proof to these claims. The Atlantians could always just plead ignorance, since they didn't know what genes were yet.

Word spread quickly in the large island city, and soon many of the citizens were outside, craning their necks to get a better look at the god and goddess that loomed ominously nearby. Once she saw that she had their attention, Becca cleared her throat and began to speak.

"You are all going to die today."

The response wasn't a good one. While the children and some of the lesser men began screaming, the men and women of the city grabbed whatever weapon they could find and marched up to meet the goddess in a fury.

Becca looked down at the pandemonium she had just caused and scoffed. Turning her eyes to the sea, she concentrated on the towering waves, letting her eyes glaze over a brilliant green. The people of Atlantis didn't notice the rising surf until it was at their ankles, and by then, it was too late. Waves came rolling onto the mainland as Atlantians ran screaming inside to protect what they had. Slowly but steadily, the entire city was engulfed but crystal blue water. The screams of the citizens were quickly swallowed by the vast Mediterranean. Soon, all that was left was the sapphire spiral of city hall. With in seconds, that too was swallowed up by the tide. Becca gave a satisfied nod and turned to Hades, who stuck out his hand. Becca took and shook it heartily. "What next?" she said hungrily.

Hades shrugged. "Shall we go torment Prometheus?" he asked. Becca's eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously. Soon the terrible two were back in the chariot, flying across the sea to the ominous cliff that held Prometheus captive. Along the way, they flew over Lindsay's island. Lindsay was under a tree as they passed, rocking back and forth. Becca couldn't resist tormenting the redhead a little bit.

"Hi Chippy!" the goddess hollered.

Lindsay looked up, frowned, and stuck out her tongue. Beware the grumpy goddess hissed. I've mastered this gift of telepathy. With that she began to concentrate on the goddess laughing above her. Becca was about to throw another cruel tease at Lindsay (something about being an '06 girl), when suddenly, songs from the musical "Bye Bye Birdie" came blasting into her head. She crumpled to the floor of the chariot with an earth-shattering "noooooo." And lay there, twitching, as a very confused Hades drove the skeletal horses over to Prometheus.

The Titan was sleeping fitfully as they approached, so he didn't see them. Prometheus moaned sadly, having a nightmare about the eagle that always appeared. This time the eagle was a girl with brown hair, and she was busy poking him and laughing. Prometheus tried to escape from her torture, but the chains held him fast. He was just about to bite her, when a huge weight fell onto his shoulders, waking him up with a start. The weight was still on his shoulders, accompanied now with a gleeful laugh. Prometheus looked up and nearly died from shock.

There, sitting contentedly on his shoulders, was the girl from his dream. She gave a smug smile and yanked cruelly on his hair. Then she jumped lightly off his shoulders and landed neatly in front of him, the sly grin still on her face. "Hello." She said pleasantly. "I'm Becca, goddess of sarcasm, cynicism, and evil glares. I've come to pester you." Before she could do anything else however, an ear piercing scream shook the sky. Prometheus paled as he saw the blurry shape in the sky grow bigger. It was the eagle, coming to peck out his liver again. Becca followed his gaze, and caught sight of the raptor. She rolled her eyes and glared at the bird. The eagle kept coming closer, closer, until it was about 2 feet away. Suddenly it stopped flying, slowly turning to ice. As Becca's glare took effect, the frozen bird plummeted to the ground like a stone, giving a small thud as it hit. Becca turned back to a very frightened Prometheus and smirked.

"Where were we?"

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Becca climbed back into the chariot, satisfied that she had caused Prometheus more pain than the eagle would ever have. She and Hades flew back to the dark underworld in silence. There they ate a somber meal of pomegranates, pheasant, and wine. After he was done, Hades got up and started to belch. He stopped with a shudder as Becca glared at him, and cleared his throat. "Since you were able to do what you wished this morning." He began slyly. "I think it is only fair that your help me all afternoon."

Becca stood up with fright, knocking the ebony platters to the floor. "No way in Hell." She hissed. Hades gave her a wry smile.

"We are in Hell." He commented cryptically.

Becca tried to make a run for it, but her dress snagged on a sharp stone, pinning her to her spot. She could only scream hysterically as Hades came closer.

"56,190" Becca read off dully. The spirit nodded and proceeded down the steps into the after world. Becca stifled a yawn and turned to the next ghost. Only two hours had passed and she was already going crazy. How much longer would she be stuck doing this?! "56,191, 56192." Becca ticked off the spirits in an uneven chant. Suddenly something caught her eye. It was light streaming out from behind a well concealed door embedded in the rock. Abandoning her post, the bored goddess went to investigate.

The door had a push handle, and had a sign on it. Written in bold letters, it read "Authorized Personnel Only." Becca shrugged. She was a goddess; she was authorized. Grasping the handle, she gave a tentative push. The door wasn't locked, but it was stuck. Becca braced her shoulder against the door, and pushed harder. After a few minutes, the door gave, sending Becca sprawling forward.

Brushing herself off, she stood up and looked around in amazement. She was standing in the Elysian Fields! To her left was a sapphire lake, complete with a large waterfall. Silver fish darted along the surface, while emerald frogs jumped across lily pads. All the trees were in bloom, filling the air with intoxicating and heady scents. As Becca began to walk, her face filled with awe, creatures began coming out from behind trees. There were deer, bluebirds, and foxes. But the best discovery was the troupe of hot guys that greeted her. Becca gave a coy smile and settled herself down in the soft grass. "Who would like to tell me about this place first?" she asked sweetly.

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Hades was looking angrily for his apprentice. She had neglected her post, sending the oncoming spirits in pandemonium. Some had even tried to get back over the River Styx. After looking all over the place, he finally came to the door for entering the Elysian Fields. It was ajar. Angrily, Hades grabbed the handle and slammed the door shut. No telling what had already seeped into there? Hades took a deep breath. Well, now that his apprentice was gone, he could sleep in. The god of the dead let loose a small grin, and trotted happily back to his sleeping quarters.