Chapter 18:

Mom made green peas, sweet potatoes and chicken for dinner. But that didn't please our new dinner guests. Our new guests waltzed in and stood there, waiting for all of us to bow down and worship them. That didn't happen. Mom was confused. I was about to cry. Hades was ready to kill his brother and the god of the sun. What Zeus said next was unspeakable.

"Are these friends of yours?" mom asked.

"Mom! Um, I have to tell you something!"

Hades seriously looked ticked off! His eyes were dilated. But this time, he wore his armor and cloak.

"Evey? What's going on?"

Zeus stepped in.

"Are the mother?" he asked.

"Yes I am. Who are you?"

"I am Zeus and I have come here to find your daughter and ask for her hand in marriage."

"Oh, ok, ask for- WHAT!"

"Mom! I need to talk to you!" I yanked her arm and tried to lead her away.

She pulled back.

"Evey! Tell me what's going on!" she yelled.

"You should be proud. I, Zeus, want your daughter as my wife."

Hades stepped in between me and him.

"She is mine, brother," he seethed.

"I believe, brother, she is spoken for…" Zeus smirked.

I pushed mom behind me.

"HEY! I speak for myself! And no! I am not marrying you! And you've been in this world all this time! I don't even like you!" I yelled, pointing at his chest.

"You must. It is destiny. Your beauty is true, Princess… I have seen it with my own eyes. Now, come, let us return to Olympus and be wed."

"Are you FUCKING crazy!"

"Watch your language young lady!" mom scolded.

Zeus stepped closer.

"You dare use that vulgar language to me! I am to be your husband! Once we return to my kingdom, you will learn what life you can have if you are mine. As for your insult, I will see to it that I will never hear it again. But I forgive you."

"Can you hear yourself!" I yelled louder," I don't love you!"

"In time you will learn, Princess… You will learn to love me."

"Why is he calling you a Princess! Evey! I am calling the police! You have trespassed into our home!"

"What the hell is going on here!" Adam walked through the door.

"Oh, you are kidding me!" I yelled out into the air!

Mom rushed to him.

"Oh, Adam! Thank god! Get these two guys out of here! The chicken's gone cold! And YOU missy! We are going to have a serious talk!"

"A'right! A'right! Break it up! Break it up! You heard the lady! Get out!"

"Are you the father?" Zeus asked.

"Step-father and as head of this house I want you two bubs to get the hell out of here! Before I get the bat and go all Texas Chainsaw Massacre on your asses!"

"Of course, but I am here to ask for your blessing…"

"Blessing?"

"For me and your step-daughter…"

Hades stepped in.

"You are too late, brother! Evey has chosen me to be her husband. I have claimed her before you have. She carries my child!"

Mom fainted.

"I knew you had it in you, kid!" Adam winked at me.

"I am not pregnant!" I yelled.

I got in between the brothers.

"Oh, do not make me laugh, brother. As if anyone could ever love you! A woman as beautiful as her would not even touch you!"

"Break it up! I am NOT pregnant! That's impossible!"

"Yes, you are, Evey!"

"No condom in your wallet, man? Now you have to tell me where you come from!" Adam laughed.

"As I have asked before mortal step-father, I wish to have your blessing! I want to marry your step-daughter! I shall not leave until I have your word."

"Sure! Why not! Send us a postcard!"

"You JACKASS!" I yelled.

Hades came to me.

"No! Evey! You do carry my child. Even from where I stand I can feel it. I can hear it in your womb. I can sense the life of it's beating heart."

"We had just one night!" I gawked,"… Are you serious…?"

"Yes, in a year, I shall have a son or daughter. You will become the mother of my child. As I shall be the father."

I nearly fainted.

Zeus pushed in.

"Think my beauty, if you are my wife, you will live a full life, as a Queen, by my side, in Olympus. All will love you. All will worship you. I will devote my life to you! Don't turn your head to the dismal fate of being the wife of my brother, the Lord of the Dead! Do not throw your life away so eagerly…"

"She has spoke for herself! All of us heard her decision! She wishes to be with me!"

"Silence, brother!" Zeus yelled.

I jumped between them.

"I am not marrying you! You CAN'T make me! I know what you do to everyone back in the other world! You are a sick and cruel bastard! Along with the other immortals! Now why don't you just go fuck off and leave me alone!" I screamed.

All bets were off.

The sky above our house cleared its throat, like boulders rumbling. Zeus was furious. Hades got infront of me.

"Evey…. Run…."

Crap.

I realized what I had just done.

I really didn't want to leave Hades behind, but for the sake of our child, I had to keep us both safe. Adam knew something horrible was going to happen, so he picked up my mom and ran out of the house. Zeus clenched both fists as his eyes darkened while the whole sky began to cry, hailstorms and lightning!

"You will be my wife! Do you hear me! I shall marry you! You dare use that language to ME! I love you, Evey! But I will save you from the clutches of my evil brother!" Zeus bellowed as thunderclouds clapped against eachother.

The three of us ran, got in the car, and drove down the highway in a blur! Mom was slowly regaining consciousness in the back of the car. I was freaking out with both hands on my belly.

"What the hell happened! What was that!" Adam yelled.

"Keep driving! Don't stop!"

"What's that! What the- Oh fuck!"

"What!"

"Behind us!" he yelled.

I rolled down the window, popped my head out and saw a massive black thing fly after us with fire on its heels and pulling hell behind it!

"Hades…" I whispered.

"What!"

"Pull over!" I yelled, popping off my seatbelt.

"What! You out of your mind!"

"I said pull the DAMN car over!"

He pulled over and I got out of the car.

Hades wasn't far behind me.

We had to get out of here!

"Drive and don't stop till you're sure its safe! Please! Please! I am asking you as a miserable step-daughter! Take care of my mom!"

"Will do… I'll see you in court," Adam teased.

"I'll see you in hell," I smiled.

He sped off with smoke on the wheels. The wind picked up, whipping my hair around my face. Hades halted infront of me. Hades had returned to me and gave me a quick kiss.

"We must return to my world…"

"What!" I gasped.

"In your world I am not powerful enough to defeat Zeus. If I do not defeat him now, he will never stop hunting you. He will take you and my child away from me. After he has taken my whole life from me."

"I don't think I can…!" I began to sob.

"Try! My love, you must! Be this is going to be difficult. You must transport me, my brother and Apollo all at once."

"Shit! I'll try… I'll try…!"

"Here he comes! Like once before, my love! Concentrate!"

I closed my eyes.

Thunder clapped! A flash illuminated against my eyes lids. I could still feel Hades hold me.

"I can't do it…!"

"Concentrate! Evey, I love you!"

"I love you too!" I sobbed.

In a swift motion, we both kissed passionately.

Tears fell from my face.

Thunder clapped under angels singing.

Time slowed down again. There was no sound.

At that millisecond, I slowly felt Zeus grab me at the waist, slowly trying to pull me away. Before he could steal me away, a vacuum of air swallowed us all.

The scenes of my world washed away into little blurs of color and light.

Those little blurs twirled around in my eyes like a super massive black hole and suddenly began to increase into bigger blurs.

They grew so large that I began to see mountains and trees instead of paved roads and telephone wires. I was laying on my back, looking into the sky, aching from the sudden transportation.

I couldn't hear Hades and nor was he kissing me anymore.

"H-Hades…?" I groaned, trying to get up.

My body lifted itself up.

"Hades?" my hands searched for him.

My vision tried to return.

"Evey?" a voice asked.

"Hades!"

A hand grabbed my hand, pulling me closer by the waist and held me against a large body. Sunshine broke upon my heart with hope that it was Hades. My vision returned.

It wasn't Hades, but it was Apollo.

Apollo smiled at me and began to carry me.

"NO! NO! HADES! HELP ME!" I screamed.

"Father! I have the girl!" Apollo called out.

"LET ME GO! LET GO!"

"It seems we have all been separated. No matter. We shall go to Olympus. There my father will meet us."

"PLEASE! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS!"

I kicked and struggled.

"Oh but I do. It is the perfect time to have a new queen. Once you have married our King, you may call me Apollo or son, if you wish."

"NO! PLEASE! I DON'T WANT THIS! PLEASE!"

Before I knew it, we were in the grand palace of Olympus. With great pillars of marble, gold and sun kissed statues of men and women who looked like angels. It would put all mortal artwork and imagination to shame. Every inch of this palace glowed with something fierce. It was beautiful. Apollo set me down in a large hallway with huge white curtains that stretched over 30 ft. with golden stitching of lions and eagles.

"What are you doing?"

"I have a message for my father."

"NO! Please, I am begging you! Please! Don't! We can work this out! Don't tell him! He's going to kill me!"

"Kill you? I would not think so. Well, let us see what he will do," he left the room.

There was no escape

If only I could control transporting! Hades could've been with me by now.

Apollo came back, picked me up, and showed me to another room.

I screamed and kicked!

"Behold! The 'miracle child' the whole world has been raving for!"

Like a dog on its leash, cruel reality rushed in an instant and stopped dead in view of my eyes. This wasn't just any room. But it was a room for the gods. I didn't know each of their names but they were beautiful, dazzling, and gorgeous with armor and crowned jewels on their heads.

"We have you…"

"Exactly who is she?"

"So this is her…"

"Look at her clothes…!"

"After all of our searching!"

"We have her! At last!"

"Now what shall we do with her?"

"Zeus! What do you decide?"

Standing infront of his throne, Zeus descended down the steps. Where was Hades! I began to shake. His eyes never left mine. Slow and cautious for my wellbeing, because his figure was huge compared to me. The top of my head reached his neck. I stepped back with my face cringing in disgust. How could he do this! There must be a way to make him realize that I loved Hades instead of him.

No wonder everyone hated the gods on earth. Zeus looked upon me with passion and lust.

"A glorious day this has become! Lo and behold! Evey! The fair princess! The ocean healer! The peaceful negotiator of wars and battles. The beautiful sorceress of light. The 'miracle child' the world has fallen in love with. A woman that I, Zeus, have also fallen in love with."

The other gods gasped and muttered amongst themselves. But Zeus paid no attention to him.

"Zeus, the intention was-"

"No! Fate has plans for the both of us. It is Fate that Evey shall be mine. And be mine she shall…"

If no one here thinks that we shouldn't be joined together in wedlock, then come forth, or forever hold your peace. That's exactly what Zeus thought, so he looked around, looking for other interruptions that would challenge him.

There was none.

"Prepare a feast! Before comes tonight! Today we wed!"

My shoulders pulled up.

"NOOOOOO!" I screamed, falling and crumpling to the floor like a jacket.

Sobbing.

Hades POV:

Waking up, Hades found himself near the ocean close to sunset, but without his beloved Evey. Zeus and Apollo were also gone. The water of the shore ran up and down, soaking his backside and hair. Sand was sticking to his head and arms. He got up, floating in his black cloud of ash and smoke, and looked for his beloved.

He just knew that his brother has stolen her away from him, and the lord of the Underworld made a vow to himself that he will get Evey back, along with his growing child. It brought him great pain to even think of all the things Zeus will attempt to make her fall in love with him and so much more.

He will get her back. But it would take time.

A lot of time.

Fear.

Pain.

Misery.

All of those didn't happen much every day, especially when the other gods are trying so hard to bring peace between themselves and the mortals. Hades would have to think of something smart.

So, as he had done before in the past, he'll terrorize the mortals into fear and pain. Bring carnage, chaos, terror! Anything!

He loved Evey too much to lose her now. But with his last child, the Kraken, dead and gone, it would take more hard work. But… if he were to create another monster… it just might work.

Another child to let loose upon the gods themselves.

A creation so massive and so colossal and so magnificent and so rampaging, Evey will be an easy prize. Even Zeus would not challenge him ever again and try to steal her away again. Hades went to work with his supernatural powers of the Underworld, with the elements of skin, fire, water, scales, and ash.

Your POV:

Zeus was glowing from happiness as he placed a wreathe of gold and white flowers on my head. It was strange that he was choosing my clothes for my wedding day. It wasn't everyday clothes, but it was dresses he was looking for. I didn't have any bridesmaids and I had absolutely no idea who our guests were.

Zeus had escorted me out of the room filled with the other gods, because he said that he wanted me all to himself on my first day in Olympus. Plus the other gods were making me uncomfortable.

Zeus held up a large white gown and placed it on a chair next to pearls, jewels, and pieces of golden necklaces and bracelets.

"How like you my gifts?"

"Ok, you've been purposely ignoring me! I said that I am NOT marrying you!"

"Evey. Evey! I am the king of the gods."

"Does that really matter right now! You kidnapped me!"

"Hush. Hush, my love. The other gods will hear…"

"I don't CARE! Let them hear!"

"Oh, you are a feisty one. Stay calm. Have yourself a drink. Why not I get you another necklace?"

"You can't buy me like this…"

"Oh? Who says?"

"I DO! And don't you already have a wife? Aren't you thinking about her?"

"Her impudence. Foul temper and lack in sexual desires makes her a less than desirable wife…"

"Well-"

Zeus placed a diamond necklace in my hands. This thing would sparkle in pitch blackness. The necklace was absolutely frosted with little diamonds and big diamonds with golden borders that was molded into a choker with red and green rubies. The necklace even had a weight to show the diamonds were natural and real.

I smacked it into the floor.

"I don't want any of these! I don't want pearls! I don't want dresses! I don't want diamonds! I don't want to be here! I don't anything! And I don't want YOU! I want Hades!" I screamed.

Zeus raised his hand, backwards around his neck, as if to back-hand me! His legs rushed him to me! I fell backwards.

I looked away with my shoulders pinched towards my head.

He didn't strike me, but he was frozen, unable to move. He lowered his hand to my neck and ear. Softly petting me.

The look on his face was… hurt.

"I purposely stand here and listen to your lips give loveless words than kisses to my lips. While you sit there by my broken gifts given to you on our first meet. I don't want to hurt you. I love you too much to hurt you. But I love you too much to let you go. I promise that I shall never hurt you. I won't even raise my voice to you. You may break as many gifts as you wish and you may say as much as you like with two forked tongues behind your teeth… but I shall love you no less."

He walked out.

True to his word, everything was prepared before nighttime had a chance to come. No sooner after that, with ceremony songs, filled cups of gold cider, dressed in a gown of snow white, a wreathe of flowers on my head, I walked out after him and down an aisle to where he stood. To the alter of the gods of beauty and grace and everything sweet and pure.

Zeus and I were married. There was no ring and I didn't say my vows, but Zeus gave his vows of undying love and devotion. He vowed to me. Promised me. Swore to me that I wouldn't just be just some plain wife, but the angel, the Queen, the only woman of his heart. I wouldn't be something on the side door. All the other gods bowed down to me, gave gifts such as flowers, jewels, crowns, scepters, animal hides, blankets of extreme value, rubies, diamonds, gold, and even dresses and scarves and hair accessories.

When night did come Zeus had escorted both of us to our new bedroom and that's when I began to cry, sob, bawl my eyes out. But Zeus made another promise to me. The child of Hades was already growing inside of me. So he would not take me, so tonight we would just sleep. But tomorrow Zeus would expect me to kiss him.

2 Months Later:

I've had dreams, not delightful, not normal, but disruptive dreams. Every night it would come.

The sleep was horrible on my first night upon arriving here.

Apparently my prayers to Hades never went outside the walls of the palace, and that didn't do any good.

Spinning through interminable dreams of me and Hades back together again someday, stepping through my dream door and escaping from this place.

I would see that door in my dreams coming closer and closer and closer, then disappearing, struggling half awake, then repeatedly running after that door through sections and crowds of gods.

It was a dark, tunneling, living labyrinth and the walls were the standing bodies of the gods.

Each as despicable as the other.

No matter which way I went, there they stood, blocking my way until the door vanished.

Then I wake from perspiration and tears choking my throat; grief-stricken that I couldn't escape for him.

Appalled by the damage of my sanity, I would do nothing but run through loops, up and down, spiraling staircases until the grey of dawn came.

Of course the door had been a dream but I could not stop my hands from opening every door in the palace.

Searching for him. Looking for him.

Anything to distract me from sleep.

My husband did love me, but my madness was obscured.

Was it truly two months I haven't seen anyone else except Zeus?

It has been far too long that I should only know one person in this place.

So, my madness was obscured, until now, a day came by the routines of my husband coming to give a daily dose of worry.

Today he would ring for someone to come in and cure me, and he thinks I'm not capable of surprises.

2 Months Later:

Though sunlight was filtering in through trees above my bed in the palace wall windows, I could not help glancing over my shoulder every time something moved or even made the tiniest sound a church mouse might make.

I realized as I approached the exit of my bedroom door that I couldn't remember what I was doing in the first place.

This place was imprinted in my memory so much that I no longer had the capability of becoming lost anymore.

But if I turned back now then I would lose my nerve all together; and still I had to go down to the main floor and find my way out of this place.

To find the courage to escape any way I could, perhaps in a carriage gods rode in like in books I've seen.

A patch of light fell across the floor.

The door was open.

In the flaring sunlight, the hallway was alive in crisscrossing patterns of flowered vines and white curtains; multiplying my suspicion that Zeus was still watching me somewhere.

I had gone insane with screams when he brought someone in to treat me, and I screamed and kicked from so much anger that I injured myself.

After that discovery, I had the power to injure myself in any way I could think possible.

I would stand up, lean forward and jam my head into the marble wall, fall down, crawl back up, and slam my head on the wall more than once.

The neck and shoulder area of my body were damaged for a time, until it would spontaneously pop back into place when I didn't intend for it to.

My hands would search for something to tear at, to bring damage to, anything, and there was: my hair.

My fingers turned into claws, into raking machines, and it would go through my hair like a weed, tearing it from the root, throw it to the floor and it would repeat again for a few more minutes.

Zeus grabbed my arms, held me, kissed me, and begged me to not injure myself anymore.

Ripping my throat at every scream, I kicked, wrestles, tussled, and fought out of his grip.

He's never let me out of his sight since.

Shocked that I injured myself, Zeus did anything he could to calm me, but nothing worked.

I spent another 16 hours imagining where in this labyrinth he could be hiding. With a fantastic dread, I turned on my heel, and bolted back to the bed, with both hands on my growing belly.

2 Months Later:

My belly had grown a lot since last time I had remembered. Zeus would look at me in happiness and a love that a husband should have, but then he would look at my belly and cringe in disgust.

A day would come when he would kiss me on my lips and then the next day he would tell me that a monster was growing inside me and the next day he would kiss my cheek and neck.

But his hate was still alive in his eyes whenever he would catch sight of my growing belly.

It would disgust him so much that he would be seen in the palace walls for days, giving me the pleasure of sleeping alone without him.

Then he would come back kiss my lips and allow me to eat what I needed to, just to give strength to the child.

One some days in Olympus it would become exceedingly hot, the sun too fierce to venture in, and it had been a relief at first when the clouds would come.

But Zeus would come back for me, to kill the loneliness.

My husband would take me to a small spring and like polar bears, we would cool off by taking a quick dip and return to air dry in the sun.

But the heat pressed down on me like a heavy blanket, leaving the air with a perfume of something sweet and spicy.

In one minute… in my life in Olympus… Zeus had given me a kiss… a sign he would go for a time…then return back to our bed… and when he had kissed me… I had a kissed him back.

It was different from the kiss Hades had give me, but of course it was different, they were totally different brothers, but Zeus had a passion I never felt before.

A passion that scared me, but not enough to stop me, so I allowed Zeus to break off the kiss for us to breathe, then I would get up and run away like I always did.

Somewhere across those past 3 months, my husband would express a great concern when he was bothered with the fact that… I never talked.

In the first month of our marriage, I pleaded to him that I didn't belong here, that we could work something work, but nothing gotten through.

One day, Zeus came to me on our bed, shook me from my sleep, and pleaded to me that I speak, say something, anything.

"Evey, my love! It's been months since you have spoken!"

He shook me from my drowsiness.

"My love. My sweet. My precious. Say something… It's been months! Months! If you do not speak, I shall go insane from worry…"

He sat me up, removed the bed sheets, and curled me up in his arms.

"Evey… I am your husband… Say something."

He kissed me on my lips, but this time there was no response.

"Kiss me again. Kiss me, Evey, wont you…?"

He leaned down and kissed me with more passion than the last.

Nothing.

"You- You selfish girl! I have given you nothing but love! I have done nothing but love you for months! I am your husband! Don't you love me the least bit?"

He kissed my neck, nipping and sucking with my head bent at the ceiling.

"Say something…! Anything…! Have you not heard me before…? I love you, Evey…. I love you with everything I have…."

He was careful with my belly as his hands laid me closer against him. Time can be so short… and that is the torment of it.

"Please… I have…never begged before… Please… I beg of you Evey… Say something. Anything… Just… Say something…"

With tears threatening to fall, my head bent back towards him, I looked at him in the eye.

"I hate you."

With both hands I kissed him back with a passion that was almost equaled in his own.

The pain came first, then the head pounding, and the lung over-usage, the chest and elbow pain, the burning, the throbbing and the chorus of our voices making groans as Zeus kissed me and I kissed him back.

The son of a bitch was…making me… fall in love with him. Just as he promised on our wedding day.

My mind was playing freeze tag with my conscious over the feelings of how lovers might feel when they know there's a great distance between them and there was no chance to tell goodbye or hello.

Part of me was screaming at me to be loyal to Hades… because I loved him too and that was- No!

NO!

Hades.

I pushed Zeus off of me!

Struggling to be free of being in the tangled bed sheets, I got up and ran away toward nowhere.

"GET AWAY FROM ME! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" I grabbed onto my hair.

My throat ripped again at every scream of the word 'hate' and my teeth felt like they're cracking whenever I snapped my jaw shut and screamed more.

"I hate you! I hate you so damn much! I want to go home! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" I screamed, echoing my voice in the halls.

Running down the halls I would see the figure of Zeus standing somewhere in light and shadow, then disappear, then reappear and disappear again against curtains and pillars and disappear.

Like trees zooming by out of a train window, he would reappear, look at me, and disappear and I would try to run faster.

His voice was still running after me.

"Evey! You love me! I know you do! You love me, Evey! Your kiss tells me so! Until death do us part! Until death do us part, Evey!" he yelled after me.

"HADES!" I screamed

Hades POV:

In the bowels of the Underworld, his forever home, the Lord of the Underworld was busy with his charcoal hands, molding a new evil with flesh and fire.

Gargoyles and other non-sleeping evil curled against his ankles in anticipation and curiosity of a new birth of a child of monstrosity.

The creation was nearly completed, his monstrous creation with eyes of reapers wrath, the strength of something fierce!

The new child of Hades shall be released within 3 weeks and he shall have his revenge and retrieve his bride-to-be.

Just then… he heard her voice.

Calling out to him.

Hades looked towards the heavens and it gave him great pain to know what Evey was going through.

But he hoped that she knew that he loved her more than anything in this cruel world. That he would love her in a way he thinks he understands love.

Your POV:

2 Months Later

About now a bomb should've been dropped on my head by now, tearing my body up into pieces, burning away flesh and burning away the cloth of a woman who has only been married for 8 months and pregnant.

A woman who is pregnant with another man's child and is married to the brother who is so in love with her that he would do anything to stop the pain that she is having now.

I am that woman, and if someone told me that I was having stomach pains because of a demi-god baby was kicking inside of me, bumping against me, kicking, I would've said that they were crazy.

But to hell with that, because this fucking hurts!

Zeus rang in someone to help me, and I was placed on bed, screaming and writhing in pain, slowly dying. First came the stomach cramps, the knee wobbling, the neck snapping, back breaking, spine twisting, leg tightening, head throbbing, and lung crushing pain.

Zeus told me that there was a possibility that the baby was coming a month ahead of schedule. But it was a false alarm.

The pain, 2 hours later, had gone away and the pain was replaced with a numb feeling.

When my eyes could finally work instead of being pinched together in their sockets, I saw Zeus and two other gods. Those two other gods I didn't know, but they were talking about three sisters and an eye.

Zeus ordered for them to leave, cursing, pacing, but relieved the pain was gone and his wife was alright. But then after that… my husband, Zeus told me something that would make me hate him forever.

Forever.

He could've slapped me across the face, hit me with brass knuckles, told me I was ugly, burned me with hot pokers.

Anything but this.

"Say you love me, Evey…"

"No."

"Anyway you think it… you love me."

"…"

"Quiet again? It is so like you."

I didn't say anything.

"As you wish. I will not hold it against you. You do love me, Evey, even if you do deny it, my feisty one."

His back turned to me.

"…When this child is born, you shall be fine. We shall live together in peace, forever, when it is gone and I shall be at peace when it does…"

"What?" I turned to him.

"It is not my child. It is the child of my brother, Hades, my most hated foe. When the child it finally gone and away from here, you shall give birth to mine. That is the way I shall have it."

All the blood left my face.

"So you know now, my sweet, so when your child is born, taken away, and you never see it again. Know that it is gone and you shall-"

"YOU BASTARD!"

"Never-"

"I HATE YOU!"

"See-"

"YOU BASTARD!"

"It again…"

"You'll NEVER take my baby from me! I love Hades! I don't love you! I hate you! I hate you!" I screamed.

"In years you shall change your mind and you will never see my brother again!"

"I love him… I love him so much I wish I was dead instead of being here with you, so I can be in the Underworld!"

Shocked, Zeus got up, walked out, then brought back something with him. Something big and heavy, making clinking noises. It dragged against the marble, damaging the shine to the floor, and it was smacked infront of me.

It was chains.

Zeus chained me to the bed but I was still free to move around so that gave me permission and try to slap him in the face! I told him that I hated him, eve though there was a small spot inside me that made me like him, almost love him, but not with the love I had with Hades. But he restrained me back, kissed me, and told me that I would love him eventually, even if it did kill me.

I spit in his face, he cringed and washed himself, but still kept me chained to the bed post. The chains were made from Hephaestus himself, and there was no way I could ever escape.

What we both didn't know was that I was not going to die in this place, but I would live, because Hades had finished early with his creation and now it would be unleashed to wreak havoc. His creation would blossom from the ocean in a halo of fire and ash and water to reach a hand up to the heavens and fetch me away and finally save me from this hellish nightmare.

What we did know that the messenger Hermes had come into our palace with a message from earth, a message from his son, Perseus, requesting an audience with the King of gods himself. It was something about a lovesick soldier and a peace treaty between nations.

(Writer: I would like to pubicly thank 'Jinxed Just In Time' for making a very helpful suggestion in my story, if it weren't for him/her then this chapter would've been way different. Thank You.)