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Hi! I'm Meggara, or you can call me Meg. I see that Hades has given me a good introduction, but he's telling it all wrong; except for the part about me being beautiful, that was all right;) I have to give him a little credit though. Hades does look out for me, but only because it's to his best advantage. The guy uses me as some type of toy. Not only to get men down to the Underworld, but also to entertain party guests, and the biggest reason, for himself. He really creeps me out. He thinks I'm his own personal stripper or something. He even gave me a petname: Nutmeg. I can't believe I'm stuck doing 20 years for this guy.

Anyway- I guess you want to hear about the night Zeus stormed in. I was in my chamber sleeping when I heard a crash and some one yelling. At first I thought nothing of it. I figured it was just another new soul complaining to Hades about why he didn't deserve to be down here, or a god coming to give Hades a piece of his mind, some one was always mad at Hades. When I heard the name Zeus, I knew it was something important so I went to eavesdrop. I heard something about Zeus' son, and how abusive Zeus was or something.

"Whoa...I didn't say anything about him being a god. Don't play dumb with me. You know you turned him mortal."

"Why would I do that?"

"I don't know. Maybe because you're abusive? DUH!"

"I am not! Shut you're mouth you son of a bitch!"

"Awwwwwww..,I'm telling mom what you called her."

I couldn't help but to roll my eyes in annoyed frustration. It was just like Hades to go running his mouth at the worst moments. I had to walk in and stop this. I entered the chamber to find the place being trashed by Zeus' lightning bolts. Hades was realy taking a beating. If he weren't a god, he would have been dead if I hadn't walked in. Hades had to, of course, go and play the hero. He picked me up and threw me onto his bed, wiping me off as is I was a two- year-old who just spilled a bowl of Cherrio's all over myself.

"Oh dear sweet beauiful Meg. Are you allright?" Hades blubbered with that lusty look in his eyes. He was enjoying this a little too much.

" Well, I see you have a young girl to fondel. I'll leave you two alone." Zeus said as he left.

I wanted to know what was going on.

" Hades," I said as I casually punched him in the face so he'd get off of me. "I'm going to follow Zeus. I want to know what's going on."

" Oh would you Sweetheart? Thanks. I was going to ask you to spy on him for me," said Hades as he untied his bathrobe so he could go back to sleep. I guess I left just in time.

It very seldomly happened that I got to go to the surface, which was where I found Zeus. Hades tried to keep me locked up down there. The black sky reminded me of the place had called home for 6 months. Although it had a calm serene glow, there was just something about it on that night that had made the whole world seem dark and empty. As the sun began to rise, the sky was painted red. To most people it was a beautiful sign from the gods, but to me, it was as if it had been smeared with blood.

I followed Zeus to a small village where I found him looking through the window of a farm house. Inside, was a baby sleeping peacefully in his cradle. The baby I knew had a heck of a future in store for him. Insead of mobile like most cradles have. This one had a gold medalion hangin from the top. On that medalion was writin Hercules. I knew that this was the child that Hades was trying to get his hands on. He kept claiming that he was trying to save the child from it's own father, but I had my doubts. In apuff of smoke, Zeus vanished, and jsut as quickly, Hades appeared.

" I told you to spy on Zeus, not frolick merrily," Hades screamed at me, tightly squeazing my wrist, pulling me to him.

"Hades, calm down," I said trying to det him to ease up. The pain in my arm was killing me.

"Calm down!''

"Hades, come on, I was doing exactly as you asked."

He had heard enough. He threw me vilently to the ground, and marched smuggly to the window. He then beggan to laugh. An eery, evil type of laugh. He spat at me, and grabbed me around the waist, dragging me to my feet.

Holding me against him he said, "I'd like to thank you Nutmeg. You lead me directly to the location of my victim. My original plan was to find the kid and kill him, but after tonight I want to watch him and hi daddy suffer. I will let him grow to be 18, and I," he pinched me cheek like old ladies do to their grandchildren, "I mean we will make him come to us."

He pulled a smoking vial out of his robe, and shoved it in my face, popping off the slimy, green, emerald top.

"Drink this Meg!" he said, force-feeding me the liquid. "It will make you 17 for, lets' say, the next 18 years."

After that, I became a little weary. I wanted to bite Hades head, but decided against it when I realized I could barely move my own head. As my vision blurred, I remember being lifted into the cold flaming chariot, then the queasy feeling of being airborne. After that, I was out.

Once again I appologise for the crappiness and the wait. Please continue to read, and review people! Stick around for more from Hades!

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