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"We know why you've come here to seek us," Atropos spoke, cutting the thread of a mortal's life with her shears. "We cannot tell you everything you wish to know because it could alter events yet to come. But for a price, we can answer certain questions."

Thanatos snorted. "We're not going to pay you for your services. The answers we seek affect you also. Even if we did pay, there's no guarantee that you will tell the whole truth. You probably will just tell part of it."

"Are you calling me a liar?" Atropos hissed. "I don't appreciate being called one."

"No, I didn't call you a liar. Although, I did refer you as one," he replied with a grin plastered on his face.

Atropos turned red in the face from anger. "How dare you, Thanatos! You are very lucky you're not a mortal. I would have cut your life thread instantly and I would have chosen a horrible death for you."

Clotho stomped her foot loudly, causing everyone to focus on her. "Stop fighting with our guest, Atropos. We hardly ever get guests down here in the Underworld and you're already running it, like you always do. But I won't let you this time. Stop being such a witch."

Atropos forgot about her anger and crackled with laughter. "Did you forget that I am a witch and that you are one as well, sister dear? Why don't you call me a bitch like you want to," she asked, knowing that her sister hated swearing. She couldn't help herself from saying it. The look on her sister's face was priceless.

"Uh, you two are impossible. Why can't you two stop fighting for once? You both give me such headaches. Why couldn't I have been an only child? Things would have been so much easier," Lachesis spoke, hitting both of her sisters on the head with her rod.

"You would be very lonely and you wouldn't be able to spin, measure, and cut every life. No one would be able to. The job would be too over whelming. Admit it, you need us," she teased.

While the sisters continued fighting, Selene took the opportunity to study them. The fates were in fact young women, not old like many believe. They all process white hair and the same blue eyes. The white hair is probably the reason everyone believes them to be old. They are even the same height, which is about five foot nine. The only way you can tell the sisters apart was by their personalities.

Clotho spins the thread of life of each mortal and is also the youngest sister. She is very friendly and childlike. Her hobby is collecting beautiful and shiny things, which explains her childlike behavior. Lachesis is the second eldest sister and she is the one that measures the thread with her rod, deciding how much time is allowed in a mortal's life. She is the reasonable one and always tells the truth. She doesn't like liars and will punish them if she needs to. Atropos is the eldest and most feared amongst the mortals. She cuts the thread with her shears and chooses the manner of death. She loves to argue, especially with Clotho, and tries to think of new ways on ending a mortal's life. She really does love her job.

Thanatos rubbed the bridge of his nose. He was already tired of the fates and they had just got here. It also didn't help their cause with him fighting Atropos but the women got on his nerves. "Ladies, please," he spoke loudly, causing them to stop. "There isn't much time left before we must return. Hades only gave us an hour."

"Why is Hades involved in this?" Clotho asked. "It's not like him to interfere in matters that do not concern him. What does this mean?"

"Come," Lachesis ordered Thanatos and Selene. "We have to move to a safer area to talk. There may be a chance of someone or something overhearing our conversation." She turned towards her sisters. "If you two can behave, you may join us."

Everyone followed closely behind Lachesis. She led them down a narrow tunnel, until they reached a dead end. "What the hell?" Thanatos said, feeling the gray stone wall before him. "There is nothing there. What are you trying to pull Lachesis?"

"Patience, Thanatos. Things are not always what they seem. You should know that by now," Lachesis said, placing her hand on the wall. The wall started to shake and when Lachesis removed her hand, the wall vanished to reveal a large chamber.

"I can't believe that you took them here, Lachesis," Atropos spoke, still following her sister into the chamber, like everyone else.

"Quiet, Atropos. You knew where I was headed. You could have stopped me. Why did you wait until now to do so?"

Atropos didn't back down. Lachesis wasn't going to win this fight and make her look like a fool. "No one is supposed to know about this damn chamber," Atropos shouted, trying to restart her earlier argument. "Now I will have to kill them in order to keep it a secret."

Clotho gasped. "Oh no, what have you done Lachesis? I don't want them to die."

"No one is going to die, Clotho," Lachesis told her, glaring at Atropos for her stupidity.

Clotho looked confused. "But Atropos said…"

Lachesis cut her off. "Never mind what she said. Atropos doesn't make the rules. Besides, Thanatos and Selene are immortal. They can't be killed."

"Oh yes they can and you know it," Atropos said.

Lachesis hit her once again on the head with her rod. "Stop while you are ahead, Atropos. That is the one thing that we must not speak of. Even we can be killed the same way. So, keep your mouth shut."

Lachesis led Thanatos and Selene further into the chamber. She didn't have time to argue with Atropos. "These are all the records of what has happened and what will come," she said, gesturing to the high bookcases. "They are made of brass and iron, which cannot be destroyed. They are eternal and secure."

"Now you've done it," Atropos said, reaching Lachesis side. "No one is supposed to know about the tablets either."

"Their going to die," Clotho wailed, falling helplessly into one of the chairs. "Why does everyone have to die? That is why I have no friends because everyone is afraid of us."

Selene kneeled down next to the girl, handing her a handkerchief. "Don't cry. Everything will be alright, you'll see. I am your friend and so is Thanatos."

"Are you sure?" Clotho whispered, wiping her face.

Selene smiled. "Yes, I'm sure. When I have some free time, I was come back and visit you. I know that you can never leave the underworld, so I will come to you."

"Will you bring me presents?" Clotho asked, smiling.

Atropos was tired of hearing her sister and Selene. "No, she will not come and visit and bring you presents! She will be in Tartarus by then!"

"She will too!" Clotho yelled back, rising from the chair and standing before Atropos. "You're just mad because she doesn't like you and won't bring you any presents! No one likes you because you are an old hag! You think the world revolves around you and it doesn't!"

Everyone was shocked at Clotho's outburst. Atropos had her mouth gaped open. Her little sister never raised her voice that loud at her. But Clotho wasn't finished yet. "I am sick and tired of you always picking on me! I have feelings to you know! I am not stupid and childish as you believe me to be! I would like to be talked to like a normal being. Is that to much to ask for?" she finished quietly, blowing her nose in the handkerchief that Selene gave her.

"I'm sorry, Clotho. I didn't mean to get carried away. I will respect your wishes and leave your new friends alone. Will you forgive me for my stupidity and arrogance?"

Clotho smiled brightly and pulled Atropos to her for a hug. "I can never stay mad at you. If I did that, I would never talk to you at all."

Everyone, but Lachesis, laughed. She was unmoved by her sister's antics. They were always fighting and apologizing to one another. It was nothing new to her. "Can we please get back to the topic at hand? Their hour is almost over and we still haven't told them what they need to know," she scolded her sisters. "Anyway, the titans are not your main concern. Yes they could pose a problem but the god releasing them is the one you really need to focus on."

"Can you tell us who it is?" Selene asked, knowing that she probably wouldn't answer the question. But she took a gamble just in case.

Lachesis shook her head. "No, I cannot. You must learn the truth yourselves. If we told you it would alter events."

"We already know that Aphrodite and Ares are apart of it," Thanatos told her truthfully.

Clotho gave a sad smile. "Ares owes Aphrodite a favor and now she collects it. She is a conniving woman. Many do not see it. They only see her beauty."

"Aphrodite threatens to harm Athena if he does not help. Ares loves Athena and would do anything for her safety. Even though, Athena can take care of herself," Atropos said.

"Ares is fated to die. His love will go mad with grief for she too loves him," Lachesis spoke with sadness. "But if you work with Ares, you can still save him."

Thanatos rubbed his chin in thought. "I thought you couldn't tell us the future. Isn't telling us of Ares death going to change things?"

Lachesis smiled. "You were listening after all. Ares was not supposed to be involved. Aphrodite was the one who changed his fate."

"I don't understand," Selene said to Lachesis.

"Aphrodite is forcing Ares to do her dirty work. But doing so, she involved him in the plot and he wasn't supposed to be," Thanatos explained to Selene.

Selene smiled apologetically. "Oh, thanks for explaining it to me. I appreciate it."

"No problem," he spoke, returning a smile. Then he turned back towards Lachesis. "What can we do? It seems to me that we are already losing the battle. With the God of War on their side, we don't stand a chance."

Lachesis pulled a record from the shelf before her. "The god that is causing this is changing everything. You must stop him before it's too late."

"Could Hades be the one behind this?" Selene whispered. "Are we also just a part of his plan?"

To be continued…