Chapter 2
Mount Olympus. On most nights, the sky often rumbled about with the murmurs of thunder here and there.
But not this one.
It was as silent as death...
Within the community of Mount Olympus itself, the minor gods were commanded to return to their living quarters at once and offer up their prayers unto the Gods, which was highly unusual. Only in times of great distress was this proclamation issued. The Gods themselves needed as much help as they could obtain, because within the great throne room, all of the 'Big Ones' were in attendance.
All except... Persephone.
Athena, Ares, Hermes, and others were each in secluded circles, bowing their heads politely, as if it were a light dinner party with a large elephant in the room. The absence of Persephone at a time like this was alarming. There was no laughter. No hint of high spirits. Just low whispers muttered about the great marble walls. More questions than answers arose, but no one dare spake loudly until Zeus himself declared it so.
Just then, thunder roared.
Zeus burst in the council chamber, arms swinging powerfully at his sides. His long flowing hair was glowing an unearthly gold, and his eyes were aflame as fire. They boasted determination, leadership, family... but also another, which hasn't arisen much since The Great Battle.
Fear...
The Gods quickly entered their seats. Poseidon and Hades waited patiently by the side of their brother's elaborate throne as he marched towards it. He smoothed out his white robes before taking a seat. He then took his infamous bolt of lightning by his side, and it erupted with cackles of blinding electricity as he griped it.
"Brothers," he boomed, "You may now be seated."
Poseidon and Hades each took their seats. The stone carvings of octopuses and fish swam about as Poseidon took his seat while Hades' had more somber images. A mother weeping over her dead child, the suicide of a heartbroken man, the sinking of an entire naval ship.
"First... My beloved family, I thank you all for coming at such a short notice," Zeus said. The Gods nodded in acknowledgment. " Your bravery and wisdom has brought me much strength during my own periods of trial, and this one is the greatest of them yet. This one cannot be ignored. The very fate of the council can be determined within the evidence that has been brought to my attention."
Athena's eyebrows raised slightly as Hephaestus raised his hand beneath his chin.
Thunder rumbled again before Zeus declared, " My dear, you can come in now."
The doors swung open slowly before a tiny figure... a mortal it seemed hobbled into the throne room. Based on her physique, she looked like she was in her early 20s. She was frantically sobbing, her hands buried in her face. She had black matted hair, which was caked with dirt and grime. She was wearing what was once an elegant coral pink dress with white ribbons, but was now unkempt, crinkled, and smothered with various stains. She was shoeless. She seemed to be in good health, but the emotional and psychological effects where greatly present. Hades eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"Okay, who's kid is this? Cause this one ain't mine" arose Ares. The other Gods shook their heads and looked down.
"This is no one's half-mortal daughter, I assure you," Zeus said. His eyes, filled with sorrow spoke to the terrified girl, " Please... please my dear, look up."
She heaved in large breathes before wiping her eyes with her forearms. Tears were still streaming from her dazzling gold eyes as she parted her hair revealing her face. The council arose to their feat in horror and anger as they recognized the distraught woman.
It was Persephone.
To be continued
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