I'm back! Do you miss me yet? Anyways thanks for being here
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Anyways on with the show. I don't own the Percy Jackson series.
I suddenly notice there uneasiness. Both keep looking back up as if they can feel something breathing on the back of their necks.
"I can go down alone. I'll be fine." I offer.
"No, we need to know if you're okay down here." Mark says.
"Besides what makes you think we wouldn't want to see you off?" Clarisse says. She looks over her shoulder proving my point.
"You're both really uneasy right now. You're both like looking over your shoulder constantly. You're both trying to hide that you're shivering." I say putting my hands on my hips.
They look down at their feet "So final decision, are you coming with or not." I ask.
"I'm still coming" they say at the same time.
I start walking back down again. I'd look back at them every so often. Mark would be a step or two behind and Clarisse would be at least two behind him.
Soon enough we got to a spot where the river styx opens. A small ferry boat is set there along the shore. Inside is a man. Most likely a minor god or ghost but he looks like a man.
As we approach he looks us over. He more glances at Clarisse and Mark. He barely seems to notice me.
"You three aren't dead." He says scowling. He mutters under his breath, " Its not like we can keep you dead anyways."
I step forward." I am Clair, daughter Thanatos. I'm here to stay with my father." I say surprising myself with how calm and responsible I sound.
He leans forward bringing his lantern closing to me. In the dark area surrounding us, I must blend in some what.
"You don't look much like him. You're to pale. Much more like a daughter of Phobos." He says glaring at me. "The last time I let the living demigods in that we're related to Hades…! Oh never mind."
"Sir, we can prove it to you." Clarisse says coming forward a little.
"Yes, sure you can. Her dark hair comes from her father and so does her bright golden eyes." He says mockingly. His eyes open wide. "Bright golden eyes? No, your a daughter of Phobos."
I pull my sweatshirt. The cold air hits my bare arms.
Yikes, it must be even colder for Mark and Clarisse.
I then stretch out my wings. I practically moan in pleasure, they were so sore. The man, which I finally remembered, Charon. Not to be confused with Chiron. He gasps.
"So He wasn't kidding when he said he had children. I'll be missy. You're the first one. Ever. As far as I know." He says staring at my wings. "Well get in. Hurry up now. We mustn't keep him waiting. You're already three hours late.
We quickly climb in. I sit on the first seat next to where Charon stand with the paddle. Clarisse and Mark sit down and try to stop staring at Charon.
I watch the water. To someone with a fear of drowning being this close to the water would be traumatizing. Even if you can breathe under water, the river styx is bottomless. Only those who have a strong reason to live can get back out without someone else's help.
Achilles came out alive because he was so young. He didn't know the evils of the world yet. That and he was held onto by somebody as they dipped him in head first.
The minutes go slowly. Soon enough you can see the bank. Although we're still five to ten minutes away.
As we got closer, that's when I started to get nervous. What if he wasn't going to see me at all. What if he did see me, and he thought I was a disappointment?
Time seemed to speed up for a few second then drop below average. Then we're at the bank. Two guards walk up to the boat. I start to examine their faces. I draw in a quick breathe. They're skeletons. Clarisse breathing quickens as soon as she see's them.
"Bye, hope Hades is in a good mood for you." Charon yells at us as soon as we're all of the boat. He quickly starts paddling to the other side.
More of these guards come out. Two come up and grab my arms and start pulling me forward. I let them and keep my feet in time with theirs. I look back, Clarisse and Mark follow with concerned faces.
We pass Cerberus. He growls but lets us all pass. We keep walking. Soon there's a huge prairie to the the left and right of us. Spirits are held back behind invisible walls. Most look like someone who woke up with no memory.
A few minutes more of walking and we get to a black fence. Red splotches are all over. It goes far over my eye sight. The fence itself looks like something out of a horror movie. But the screams are worse. Worse than anything you've ever heard before. The worst thing. I knew what it was. The fields of punishment.
We keep walking. Then finally the black fence is left behind and on the other side a whitish gold one replaces it. Laughter, I hear laughter. Faintly, but its most definitely laughter.
Then finally we arrive at the huge house. More like mansion. Its huge, and pitch black. Dark widows line the sides of it.
The skeletons walk straight up to the door. Two others stand directly at both sides of the huge dark double doors. Others stand close by. These new ones have spears and swords.
They gesture for my two guards to bring me forward. They tug me forward. Clarisse and Mark try to follow but two other guards shove their spears in their faces.
Before I can say anything I'm thrown inside the doors. I stare at the doors as they slam closed in front of me. Then ever so slowly I turn the around.
Hades sits on his throne, along with his wife Persephone.
I start walking forward, seeing that I had no other option. As soon as I'm a reasonable distance away I curtsy.
My dark jeans and shirt look out of place in the fancy hall I'm in.
"So Chiron decided to send you." Hades says leaning forward. " Do you know anything about the disappearance of your father, Clair?"
My jaw drops. My father? Missing?
"I'll take that as a no. Anyways the reason I requested you to come down here was just for that reason. I'd send you to,..." He trails off.
"What he means to say is,... Chiron wouldn't allow someone as young as you to go to this place." Persephone says for her husband. " I guess its no good keeping you here because neither of us can really teach you about your powers."
I nod my head, not fully listening.
"If your father contacts you or gives you any sign of his presence. Please don't be afraid to contact us. We're both really worried about him. The last time he disappeared like this without telling anyone he was captured by Sisyphus." She says.
I slowly start to speak, forcing myself to keep the words from shaking. " If I may ask, When did my father go Missing?"
They look closely at me. Hades eyes try to burn holes through me. Where as Persephone's give my sympathy.
"The day you were claimed and grew wings. We assumed that he was just taking a break to get to know you better. Then he never came back." Hades says gruffly.
"Thank you, sir. As to you Miss. I promise if I hear anything on my father I'll contact you as soon as I'm able." I say curtsying before quickly scampering out.
Two of the skeletons guards have come in. They open the door for me. Clarisse and Mark's heads snap towards me as I walk out. Mark tries to come up to me but the skeleton stops I turned around after stepping in to see if Clarisse and Mark were still there. Mark was the first to follow then steps were realistically old looking. Apparently no one does maintenance on the entrances to the underworld.
There was giant pieces of each step missing. The edges were jagged. There were three sets of footprints going down. Two most likely demigod and a satyr.
"Those are probably Annabeth's and Percy's." I say pointing at the two human footprints. "Than those are probably Groover's."
"Well at least we know we're in the right spot." Clarisse says forcing a smile on to her face.
him.
"Stop let him come here. In fact off with you all. We can get back out by ourselves." I say sternly. They look around unsurly, "Go."
They quickly leave.
"Wait what do you mean by we can get out by ourselves. Are you not staying." Clarisse asks coming up to me.
"My father is missing." I say looking up at them. Mark's eyes reflect my own. He's thinking the same exact thing I'm thinking. Death has been captured.
Thanks for reading. Hopefully, you'll be reading my other chapters soon. Love for you to review. Thanks again. -Tyme