Pluto cared about this family. He cared about his friends and the people that he grew up with. Watching them be systematically destroyed and murdered hurt his soul. He didn't want to see his family suffer, but he had to take those feelings and shove them deep inside.

Being imprisoned meant that Pluto had plenty of free time, and he spent most of that time deep in thought. How could he save Olympian Plains from their tyrants? How could he save this damned place while also spilling as little blood as possible? In the end, he knew there was no way to avoid bloodshed, so to avoid this ever happening again, Pluto would soak himself in blood.

Pluto closed his eyes as he heard the noise of someone being strangled. He had to take his emotions and stuff them down deep inside. Pluto had to become the monster that everyone called him. He had to become Hades. Pluto opened his eyes and watched the camera view.

They were watching through Mercury's camera, but going by sound alone, he was choking on what little air he had left. Tisiphone lifted her cane and slammed it down, out of view of the camera. The small, shaky movements of the camera stopped, which meant that Mercury wasn't moving anymore.

Diana had been holding her own against Alecto, but Megaera had turned the tides. When Tisihone joined in, Diana disappeared underneath the three women and the three canes that they had. Pluto looked away and focused on Iris. The woman just stared at the television and seemed to be in shock.

Pluto turned his head to look at the camera that recorded them. When two of the Titans had escaped, he knew they could delay no longer. His daughter and the Ramirez sisters had not been a factor in their plans until recently, so it was easy to remove their involvement, especially since they needed to act with haste.

The two remaining Titans, Theia and Oceanus, had escaped, but they would need medical attention. They would either get it from an underground doctor or end up going to a real hospital. From there, police would find out, and the authorities would as well. It would have been just a matter of time until the Olympians found out, and they would have had time to prepare.

Pluto could not afford that. That was why they pulled the trigger on their plan. The program Backbiter allowed them to get inside the database and into the camera feed of the Olympians, and it was just a matter of figuring out where they were and getting there.

Diana, Apollo, and Mercury were all guarding the vault of the Olympians. He didn't quite know why there were guarding the vault, as no one could get inside there. It had to be attached to the Titans, which wouldn't be a concern anymore. Having three Olympians gathered in the same place made the job of killing them much easier.

Pluto watched Megaera plunge her knife into Diana's neck. Then, she stood and turned towards the camera. As the bloody knife swung downwards, the feed cut out. Pluto spoke, "I am not going to hurt you, Iris. In fact, I respect you. Despite all of the threats you face trying to spread the truth, you continue to do it."

"Don't make people watch this," Iris whispered. She wouldn't even meet Pluto's eyes.

"I am not forcing anyone to watch anything. They have the ability to change the channel or turn off the television," Pluto stated. "The truth is that not many people will turn this off. They will watch the death and destruction of the Olympians. This is a new era of Olympian Plains. Everyone is witnessing the start of a new age."

Pluto looked back at the blank television. Apollo never cared to truly hide his identity, but his twin Diana did enough to cover their tracks. They always argued and had their disagreements. Apollo, quite frankly, was a whore. He slept with any man or woman that would have him. Diana had always hated to even talk about dating anyone. They were so different yet still the same. It was only fitting that they die together.

Mercury had been a thief, after he got his powers. It was his fault that Luke Castellan turned out the way he did, dying in a futile attempt to free the Titans only four years ago. It was another story that had been swept underneath the rug by the Olympians.

Pluto watched the television show the laptop once again, and it clicked on a new camera. As the camera flickered to show a table full of documents, Pluto felt his heart drop to his stomach. The person that the camera belonged to was Juno. Pluto still didn't know what powers she had, unless nagging was a new power.

Pluto could not show his nervousness. The camera turned around to show a woman standing in the shadows. Kore stepped out of the darkness and smiled slightly. She walked towards Juno and spoke. The camera couldn't pick up what it was, but it didn't matter.

The camera swayed, as if Juno used her whole body to shake her head. She turned towards the documents. The camera suddenly snapped to the side, and blood hit the documents. A bloody knife appeared in front of the camera. Then the blade turned towards the camera, and the feed ended.

Pluto looked away. Juno was always going to be the easiest one to take out, as long as they could get her alone. She was normally surrounded by one of the Olympians and her horde of assistants. Pluto hoped none of the assistants had been hurt by Kore. It wasn't their fault they were stuck working for the devil herself.

Since Juno was the easiest one to kill, that was why he had sent Kore to do it. Just the thought of something happening to Kore made Pluto's gut twist. He had lost too many people already, including his first love and his only son. He would not lose anyone else.

The camera view jumped once again, to show a steering wheel. One large hand gripped the steering wheel, and that hand belonged to Mars. The death of the police officer would only serve to make the town safer, whether the man was an Olympian or not. Mars was a violent and cruel brute, akin to a feral dog, and feral dogs had to be put down.

Since Mars was not practicing road safety, his other hand was probably feeling up his wife. Venus and Mars had an interesting relationship. The two hated each other one day and loved each other the next. Pluto didn't know why they were even married, since even before he was imprisoned, they cheated on each other constantly. He didn't think those habits had died.

There was the sudden screeching of tires, and the camera slammed forward into the steering wheel. Pluto involulateily winced as he heard the grinding of metal and a scream from presumably Venus. After a minute of silence, the camera was lifted up. Blood hit the steering wheel a moment later.

The camera jumped to Venus' point of view, which wasn't a good one. Letus finished dragging his knife across Mar's throat, and he let go of the man's head. Mars collapsed against the steering wheel and didn't move.

Venus turned and threw open her door. She started to run and considering she always wore heels, she was doing a good job of putting distance between her and the car. A small scowl came to Pluto's face. He did not want a single Olympian to escape, but out of all of them, Venus would do the most damage.

Venus did an amazing job at putting up a facade, one that Pluto sometimes struggled to see through. Venus played the role of a vulture reporter well enough, and she made it seem like she only cared about fame. Venus was a genius though. One did not make an empire without the brains to continue running it.

Pluto watched the camera suddenly fall to the ground. It hit the ground and cracked, but as it turned on its side, Pluto saw that Venus was still running, and she had one hand to her ear. Pluto saw Letus chasing behind, but the lawyer wouldn't be able to catch up. If Venus hadn't not chosen a career as a journalist that chased after stories, she would have been a track star.

That fact that Venus had a hand to her ear worried Pluto. The Olympians were being watched over by someone. There was only one person that could remain calm enough to follow the chaos of everything that was happening and then tell them how to best survive: Minerva.

Minerva was also the hardest Olympian to get a lock on. She was always one step ahead, not just because she could read minds. Minerva was one of the smartest people that Pluto had ever met. He would have liked to take her out first, but they had not been able to find her. All of the them would just have to work together to take her down.

The camera switched for what would be the final time, and there was already chaos in this camera. It too had fallen to the ground, but it showed Vulcan fighting against Hecate. The crippled man was winning the battle, which came as no surprise to Pluto.

Vulcan had been crippled earlier in his life by Juno. They all called it a mistake, but Pluto knew the truth. He had seen the evil gleam in Juno's eyes as they all rushed to the hospital. She had almost seemed disappointed that Vulcan would live, despite his leg being crippled. It wasn't bad enough that Juno ruined Vulcan's life. She wanted to end it.

Vulcan was like Pluto: the outcast of the group. When Pluto was put in jail, Vulcan drifted further and further away from others. He focused more on his inventions and company than those around him. Those inventions had probably saved his life.

Hecate stumbled backwards and placed a hand to her face. Her mask covered her face, but as she pulled her hand away, there was blood. A loud curse left her, and Vulcan raised his cane. The bottom of it was open, and while Pluto didn't know what kind of device Vulcan built into his cane, he didn't want to see the aftermath.

The camera suddenly cut out, and the feed ended completely. Pluto frowned. Charon was the one who was controlling the laptop, and it was on a delay of a few seconds. If he was cutting out the feed, it could not be good. They had to stay the course though.

"I want the police and the government to put Olympian Plains on lock down," Pluto stated. He turned his head to look directly at the camera that was focused om him. "Stay home and out of the line of fire. This will not be pretty. The Olympians and any so called heroes or villains will be eradicated."

"Most of the Titans and Olympians have been killed, but some of them have survived," Pluto said. He studied the Olympian intently, as if he could see into the eyes of everyone who was watching. They had to understand how serious he was. "The Titans will not crawl out of their hole, but they are injured and will be flushed out."

"As for the Olympians, you will meet at the place where we began our story. If you are not there in twenty four hours, your children will pay the price," Pluto promised. He stood and looked down at Iris. "I suggest you stay here for now. When this is all said and done, you can report the truth to those who still care about it."

Pluto turned and walked away from the small set. He kept his gaze focused ahead. They had taken a huge step forward in their plans, even if everything didn't work out how he wanted it to. Taking out the Olympians and Titans was suppose to be done in one fell swoop, but plans rarely went how they were suppose to. Pluto planned for this though, and by the end of the week, the heads of his enemies and friends would be under his heel, one way or another.