Author's Note: To those who are so fond of this fic, thank you. I have put much thought into it, and it's nice to know that it's being acknowledged. Anyway, I'm not sure how much longer this will be, but I'm trying to go over 6,000 words. I want to be able to become a Beta. I've seen some good fanfiction that would be even better after editing.

Disclaimer: I'm not repeating myself.

Summary: Hades has begun the quest to win Persephone' heart. But when Demeter learns of her Daughter's absence, and takes her anger out on the people of Gaia, Zeus asks for Kore's safe return.

The sun sees all. Flying high above Gaia, giving off an endless light. Helios sees all. It was Helios that always saw Hades on his walks. It was Helios who realized long before Persephone's abduction that Hades intended her to be his bride. It was Helios that witnessed the ground below Persephone open up and Hades take her to his kingdom. And it was Helios that would inform Demeter of what her daughter's mysterious disappearance truly was.

"This cannot be!" The shriek from Demeter was like nothing you could imagine, inhuman, ungodly. "Who would dare to take my precious Kore from me?!"

Helios was timid now, for fear of what Demeter would do to him if he told her. But then his thoughts entered another realm, what would she do to him if he didn't tell her. So he did.

Demeter suddenly grew very still. Her seated form like a statue, for she was so motionless. Then at last she wondered aloud, "Hades?" Her voice so quiet, Helios barely heard her.

"Y-yes." He had stammered. He was thoughtful for a moment before replying, "You must know...Hades would...Hades would make an excellent groom for the girl. It's time that she was to be married and Hades is a good a bachelor as any, well a better bachelor even. In a high position..." Helios, trying to reassure Demeter with the painful truth, had begun to babble on without realizing the anger building up in Demeter's eyes.

Finally she had enough. "Silence!" She erupted, shooting up from her throne defiantly. Go to Zeus," was her command, "Tell him to have Hades return my daughter. If my wishes are not fulfilled, then all of Gaia shall suffer." The threat, clear and confident, venomous and cold, chilled Helios to the bone.

"Of-of course Demeter."

Zeus' reply to Demeter's demands were no different than hers were to Kore's capture. "This cannot be!" The voice of Zeus boomed. "Demeter cannot punish our worshipers for crimes they are not guilty of!"

"Oh, but she has already begun, Zeus." Helios stated with sadness. "The people mourn from starvation and disease."

Zeus then discharged himself from his ruling posture, and slid down in his throne. Then he sighed. "Go to Hades." He ordered to Helios, "Tell him of this...Predicament...I'm certain that he will understand."

"Yes, Zeus."

Though in the above world there lay grief and anger, Persephone knew none of it. Hades had seen to it that she have all the comforts of her life before he had taken her and brought her to this place.

She was constantly showered with jewels, garments, perfumes, and all sorts of other gifts that one might imagine. And she was filled with absolute delight.

Hades, though, always stayed away from her. He always dwelled in the fog, watching her. Even when she very well knew that he was there.

The moment she had complained that she had nothing to occupy herself with, Hades had ordered that she was brought everything that could be given to entertain her. His servants immediately went to get her paints, so she could create art, books, for herself to be educated, dancers, for she needed some sort of display to watch, and so many more.

As soon as they had brought all these things, Hades asked her, as he would, "Now then Persephone, are you satisfied?"

And she would look in the direction his voice came from, where he would be, and reply, with a little smile, "Yes."

So that was the way it was. For though she had only been there a day, Hades treated her as if she had been there forever. It wasn't until late that day, when Persephone had occupied herself painting those flowers that she found so fantastic, and he asked her, "Now then Persephone, are you satisfied?"

She began as she normally would, looking towards him, and showing him the smile that sent shivers down his spine, and then...

"No."

Surprised, he straightened himself in the chair he had seated himself in. "Pardon me? You are unhappy?" He was blatantly confused now, and Persephone, hearing this in his voice, laughed cheerfully.

She stood then, leaving her painting unfinished, and slowly moved towards his voice. Hades froze. His eyes fixed on her. His mind fixed on her intentions. And as she came close enough to see the vague blur of what should be Hades, he immediately threw himself out of the chair and retreated further into the surrounding mist.

She furrowed her brow, "Why do you run from me? Don't you only wish that I am satisfied?" Frustration slowly gripped her. "If seeing you as something more than a creature of the shadows should make me satisfied, then should you not oblige?"

She spoke the truth. Hades sighed and took a few steps back to what had been his seat. Persephone found the movement and came closer to him. The shape quickly took form now, as she came to what Hades saw as dangerously close to him. He was a tall man, and very thin, she noted. His skin, was both pale, and just the slightest bit ashen in this place. His hair was as black as night, and when she came close enough to look up at him, she saw, that so were his eyes.

They would have scared her, prior to her experience of falling into the pit of Erebus. After that, she felt that she would never fear anything again. Now, those eyes that that would have frightened her looked at her violet ones, and she saw mystery in them. And how she enjoyed that mysterious feeling. Her hands went up to his face then. She used her delicate fingers to outline the sharp, gaunt features of his jaw. A few strands of his hair dropped onto her fingers and she moved them back in place, a slight smile gracing her lips.

Hades, meanwhile had been lost in her eyes. While he had seen her many times, never had it been so close. And never before, had he imagined that she would ever she him. He hid away from everyone, for his odd appearance often frightened them, as he thought it would her. And he, above all, did not want to scare her away. Yet, she showed no fear, but rather curiosity. Had he not been so surprised and confused, I am certain that Hades would be happy.

So they simply stayed that way for a long time. Far too long. For soon a Messenger of Hades entered and called him to the throne room, to see Helios.

Hades did not react to his bad news the way Demeter and Zeus had to theirs. He sat in silence for a while, the look on his face revealing that he was troubled and unsure of how to proceed. For he had two, equally important issues to consider.

First off, Persephone had finally shown an odd kindness to Hades, and he desperately feared losing her. Yet, Demeter demanded her daughter back, and threatened to take her revenge on those who worship the Olympians. This itself, did not affect Hades, for since he was the Ruler of Erebus, none would pray to him, lest it was for mercy, for the safe return of a loved one, but that would be in vain, because Hades would not reconsider letting anyone out of the Underworld.

But this was different. He knew that all the Olympians would be upset with him if he did not return Persephone. Hades knew that he had to devise another plan to fix all of this. But first he needed to know if there was another way.