Magica

by Owlie-Tweets

Ooookaaayyy! I wouldn'tve written this to be honest. But I seriously think I should try some descriptive writing for once. So that's what I did here. Cheyenne falls asleep to the soothing sounds of a storm, but when she opens her bedroom door, the world changes around her. I do own Cheyenne, Cheyenne is my OC :3

9. Never Get Sick

*Hades's POV*

After Cheyenne had flown out the window, I whipped the scroll I was using to fan myself off with at Zeus.

"Look at what you've done now!," I snarled. My head began to pound unbearably. Zeus lifted a shoulder. "It's all for the best, Hades," he responded simply.

I glared at him, and stormed out of his lair, slamming the door with such force behind me. "Shut up," I growled once I knew the door was closed.

I went down to my room, and flopped down onto the bed. The headache went down, and so did the sweating. But the pain in my throat and eyes didn't. Was I getting sick? Not likely. I'm a god; gods never get sick!

All of a sudden, my face was wet. Was there a leak in the ceiling from the rain again? I thought that was fixed forever ago! I looked up. No leak.

All of a sudden, the pain in my throat forced its way out, and I had let a weak sound escape from it; a sob. Was I seriously crying? Gods don't usually cry...male gods especially. Then what was wrong with me?!

"Face it, Hades," I snapped at myself. "You are crying. You're upset. You feel sorry for Cheyenne. It's not a weak thing...because...you like her, don't you?"

I rolled onto my side, and closed my eyes. Just to rest them...I wasn't feeling well. I couldn't sleep.