Narrator's POV

Chapter 16

Two men were occupying a very vast living room in a loft. Everything was either red, white, or black. One was sitting on a couch flipping through channels while the other was upside-down in the air.

"Dude, I've never seen Hades this sad."

"Isn't he always?" Eros looked pointedly at him. Hermes sighed.

"Nah, this is sad is like the end-of-the-world sad. And get this, all he does is go on his computer and WORK all day and night and day and night-"

"OKAY, I get it! He's depressed. What am I supposed to do about it?"

"Dude, you're Love. Shouldn't you be going mental? Hades and Kore are totally meant for each other and then THIS happens. Aren't you gonna do something?"

"Nope." His foot started to quake

"Nothing? Nada? Zip?" Eros shook his head and picked up a magazine.

"Hey, look, someone printed an article about the "Awesome and Most Wanted Guy In The World", Zeus! What a twisted world the mortals live in." He chuckled and sighed. Hermes looked at him strangely.

"Eros, you're scaring me, man. Even more than the time you invented Viagra."

Eros continued to look at the magazine when his foot started tapping. Hermes looked at it.

"You sure you're gonna do nothing?"

"Yup." The tapping intensified

"You sure?" Now Eros began to grip the magazine harder. The cover started to rip

"Uh huh." He squeaked.

"This has got to be killing you man. You're just gonna sit here, doing nothing and Hades is just waiting for some miracle to happen for his true-" Eros stood up.

"DON'T SAY IT! OKAY, YES THIS IS RIPPING ME APART!" He roared. Hermes fell and hit his head.

"-love."

"You're aggravating!"

"I try my hardest." Eros crossed his arms and huffed while sliding into his seat.

"I have to let Hades figure out what to do. It's not in my judgment to push people together for the sake of my amusement."

"Dude, Romeo and Juliet?"

"Dude, I was young!"

"5.4 million years don't sound so young to me."

"Well, they were meant to die anyway." Hermes winced.

"Ooh, harsh, man, harsh.
"Get over it. Even without my help they were destined to be together forever."

"That sounds pretty much like a curse the Harpies would put on some person."

"Dude!"

"Hey, I'm just saying." Hermes held up his hands. Eros snorted and then he brightened up.

"Maybe I should step in like you said."

"What?"

"Yeah, a kidnapping scene." Eros put a hand to his chin, clearly deep in his very evil thoughts.

"WHAT!"

"I'll just shoot him with one of my can't-live-without-you arrows-"

"You actually have one of those?"

"-And it'll make him so psycho that he'll have to kidnap her!" He turned around so his back was to Hermes and put his hands in his hair.

"Eros, are you even listening to yourself? Dude, I think you just got in crazy town."

"Then I shall be the mayor!" He cried and turned around. Hermes backed away from his friend's diabolical-looking face. Gone were Eros placid face and neat hair. Now, he looked more like Dr. Frankenstein...or the person he was during his period with Romeo and Juliet. Hermes fell onto the couch.

"D-dude?"

"Yes, it's the perfect plan!" He hissed.

"This is wrong, aren't the Fates supposed to control-"

"Shut up! The fates have already done enough damage, got that?"

"Yea, to your brain." Hermes muttered.

"What!?"

"Nothing, nothing." Eros paced the room and stopped in front of Hermes.

"So, Hermes, are you willing to go against the Fates and help me help Hades by helping him kidnap Kore and thus proving Love and Speed are far more greater than any god on Olympus?"

Hermes shook his head but nodded quickly when he saw Eros' face.

"Good! Start recruiting people. Get the girls. I want to know EVERYTHING that happened the day Kore got amnesia. I also have a feeling we should track down the people who were stalking Kore and why they were stalking her. By the gods, Hades and Kore WILL. HAVE. THEIR. FAIRYTALE. ENDING!" He roared victoriously with his fist in the air.

"But Demeter-" Hermes meekly whispered.

"Demeter is just one minor detail."

"But-" The poor man was shaking.

"GO!"

Hermes went leaving only a trail of burn marks on the carpet. Eros cackled evilly.

To the Fates...

"By the gods, you made him insane!" Clotho exclaimed and covered her ears to drown out the noise of Eros cackling.

"Why, yes...yes I did." Lachesis said numbly and stared at her scrying glass with a look that seemed she was day dreaming. Atropos shook her.

"Well, fix this. Without Love people would just Lust and I don't think you want Aphrodite to be in charge again, do you?" Lachesis widened her eyes.

"Oh gods, what have I done?" She cried and began sobbing. Atropos awkwardly patted her back.

"There...there." She said awkwardly and looked over to Clotho for guidance. The little girl shrugged her shoulders.

"Are we in trouble?" Lachesis looked over to Clotho's sweet face and began sobbing again.

"Perhaps. I guess we're just going to have to let Eros take full reign of this situation."

"You sure? Last time he killed two people." She put her hands to her hips.

"I'm sure it won't happen again."

"How do you know?"

"I...I just know, alright?"

"Okay." The little girl skipped away towards a sinister looking tunnel. Atropos sighed.

"What am I going to do?" And she looked over to the scrying glass with a look of worry.

To The Evil Men Who Were In The Woods But Now In An Abandoned Warehouse...

"What the Hades was THAT, Pirithous?! You almost got her killed!"

"She was so close, I was so close! Didn't you see?"

"Yeah, I saw a frightened goddess who got even more scared when you asked her to marry you!" Paris yelled.

"I'm a ghost, what do I care?" Pirithous spat angrily. Paris wasn't paying attention to him.

"And you know what's the scariest thing? It's like she's seen you before. The way she said your name..."

"She doesn't know me-" He hissed.

"Then how does she know your name? What are you hiding?"

"Nothing-"

"Tell ME!!" Paris roared.

"What do the mortals say nowadays? Oh yes, freeze."

"It's chill."

"It does not matter."

"Yes, it doesn't, so tell me."

"Everything will be revealed later on."

"What does THAT mean?"

"Just a clue or hint of something."

"But-"

"Shut up."

Paris looked at his friend with a look of annoyance and sat down on a sack.

I guess all will be revealed the next chapter.