So, hi guys? Look, I know you're all waiting to spam me with comments like "WHY THE KANGAROO HAVE YOU NOT BEEN UPLOADING MORE CHAPTERS??" or maybe even, "I AM NEVER GIVING YOU COOKIES AGAIN!" sort of thing. But just bare with me?

I would LOOVE it if you guys listened to 9 Crimes by Damien Rice. Oh, and I KNOW some parts of the song may not be related to this story, but it's so sad and beautiful!!! [Plus it inspired me to write this chapter.]

*Song: 9 Crimes by Damien Rice. Listen to it while you read!!*

Hades POV

I sighed heavily. I looked around my room with a blank expression on my face.

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do

The bed was torn; the pillows unrecognizable as feathers still hung in the air. The sheets were dumped and ripped on the floor.

It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you

I look up at the ceiling.


It's the wrong time
For somebody new

The ceiling fan was hanging delicately by wires, turning slowly like some slow pirouette dancer.


It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

The delicate shards of glass that once hung from the fan's lamp...


Is that alright?

...gone and shattered.


Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright?

I look at the bat in my hand.


If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright?

And rest my back on the wall behind me.


Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright

I sink down, and let go of the bat...


With you?

...as I encircle my knees with my arms.


Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do

My bare chest tightens.


It's the wrong kind of place
To be cheating on you

It starts to spasm.


It's the wrong time
She's pulling me through

I'm not aware of the tears that fall.


It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Or the blinking of a nearby lamp.


Is that alright?
I give my gun away when it's loaded

As I sit.


Is that alright?
If you don't shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it

And look around the room.

Is that alright?
I give my gun away when it's loaded

The windows shattered...


Is that alright
Is that alright with you?

The blinds...torn. The underworld's setting sun's rays filter through.

Is that alright?

I can get a clearer view of the mess.


I give my gun away when it's loaded

Bloody hands painted on the wall.


Is that alright?
If you don't shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it

I shiver as a gust of air hits my chest and I close my eyes.

Is that alright?
If I give my gun away when it's loaded

I open them slowly as I hear a crunch of paper being stepped on.


Is that alright
Is that alright with you?

A figure in shadows.


Is that alright?
Is that alright?

I close my eyes again in defeat.


Is that alright with you?
Is that alright?

I can feel the tears now.


Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?

The figure steps closer.


No...

The sound of a bow releasing is heard as I await...

....the pain....

Eh, it's not my best work, but inspiration hit me [for once]. I think it sort of fits Hades since he's sort of emo-ish. Tell me what you think.

THIS SONG IS NOT MINE!!

IT IS DAMIEN RICE'S

ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO HIM!!

I DO NOT PROFIT FROM THIS SONG!!