AN. Okay, warning you now that this is a really stressful chapter and the end of it is...oh my gosh, I surprised myself! Anyway, read and review!

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Chapter Fifteen, Taken

Leo POV,

I get sucked back into the underworld. I put my head in my hands and cry. I don't want to make her sad! I don't want to see her cry! I don't want to be dead. It really sucks down here. I don't know where am I or if I'm in the fields of punishment or Elysium or whatever, all I've seen for the last few days is darkness and I hear screams in the night. I must have lost my way or something, because I haven't seen anyone yet. I am all alone and I can't see the hands in front of my face. Is this what it's going to be like? Eternity in complete and utter darkness? Scared of those screams? I don't know, but I don't like it. I lie down. All I want if Hazel. It doesn't seem fair that I get my mom my dad, my siblings and her and she only has me. That stuck with me. How can you have only one person who truly loves you? But then again, there are some people who have no one. Like kids who live on the streets or children who are locked in their attic, used to be abused. Oh, I wish that wasn't her! What if it was? What if Hazel was abused and it was normal back then? Was Sammy ever around to help her? One of the reasons why I don't want her to open the doors is because I don't want Sammy to come back and take Hazel away from me. It doesn't seem like a great grandpa thing, it seems more like a brother or a cousin thing and that happens all the time, right? But it's Hazel, and almost no one is like her. I seriously don't want to stay here for sixty years like Hazel has. I don't want to fall in love with anyone but Hazel, cause I mean, come on she is probably the only person who'd fall for me and she's way out of my league. I don't care about this stupid place! I want to be back on the deck with my dragon and Hazel! I don't want anything else. That's all I want. Even if Festus wasn't there. Hazel is the most important thing in my life. I don' know how she found me, or how we fell, but I know that I love her and eventually, when we're in our twenties or something, I'll propose. Doesn't everyone make up a family in their head? We'd have to boys and two twin girls. The boys would be named Nico because of Hazel's brother and Lion (because it sounds like my name!). The girls would be named Hannah (because it sounds like Hazel!) and Yvonne because Hazel once told me she loves that name. Yvonne and Hannah will look like her and the boys...well, maybe they'll look like her too, because I don't wish my features on anyone. Hazel and I will move to New York or Long Island or, if she wants, New Orleans and we'll raise them. We'll raise them outside the city so they'll have a normal childhood. I've never dreamed about this kind of thing before, it wasn't really in my plans, but since Hazel's and mine first kiss, I've been dreaming about it. I am crazy for wanting it? Well, apparently some relationships don't last that long, But if I was with Hazel, then it would last forever. But, only problem to this tale, Piper killed me!

Why would she do this? I thought we were friends! Why would she do this? I might have gotten control again. I hated Gaea being in my body, worst experience ever! It was painful. I wanted it to stop, I was crying on the inside.

Oh. My. Gods. How is Hazel going to find me?

HELP! I scream. HELP!

Okay, fine, I never talked to mom but that's not the point.

HELP!

A second later I see a bright light in front of me. I look at my hands, I can finally see them. I look up, it's a woman. She has long wavy light brown hair and blue eyes, she looks like she's a teenager. There are dead flowers in her hair and her green dress that looks like it's made from grass looks a little old, but she is still very pretty. Her face looks young and scared. She isn't a nymph, she's something else. I think she must be a goddess.

Persephone? I ask.

She nods.

Why are you here? I ask.

"Because I know what you feel. You don't want to be stuck down here, away from a person you love. But you are in the wrong part of the underworld, Nephew" Persephone says. Her voice is young but wise, like she's seen to much for her age.

Nephew? I blink.

"Yes, I am a daughter of Zeus and Demeter and you are a son of Hephaestus who is a son of Zeus. Therefor, you are a nephew" Persephone says.

Are you Greek or Roman? I ask.

"I'm Greek, but if you were Roman I'd turn into my Roman form" Persephone smiles.

Okay, which part of the underworld am I in? I ask.

"You're in the hell hounds den" Persephone says, casually.

What?! I cry.

"Calm down, I'm going to take you to where Hazel will find you. You need to only have her on your mind otherwise your mind will be wiped. The only way you are going to get that future is if you remember her. You won't remember anyone, or anything else but Hazel can get your memory back with time" Persephone says.

Alright I say. Will I remember that I love her? Will I remember the family I planned? And how do you know about that?

"Well, son of fire, I have been keeping an eye on you ever since you arrived. You are one of the only souls that Hades lets me watch. I don't thinks it's fair to keep you away from someone you love. I was taken away from my mother and I miss her everyday. I know that you miss that girl and that you love her. I don't want anyone to be taken away from the one they love. So I know how you feel. And I'm a goddess, I can do any things. And yes, you will remember that you love her and your plan for the future, our little secret, okay?"

Okay. Thank you...aunt Persephone...? I say.

"Just call me Persephone" she says. "But to me, you are my nephew. I think one of the only nephews I like."

What is Hazel to you, then? I ask.

"Step daughter" Persephone says.

I see.

"Alright, Leo, Keep her in your mind. Her name, her face, your love for her..."

All of a sudden I'm somewhere else...wait, where was I before? Who am I?

Hazel. Hazel. I love Hazel. She has cinnamon hair and black skin and amber eyes. Very pretty. Her hair is in a ponytail. She is smiling. She is two years younger then me. She lived in New Orleans. I love her more then anything in the world and in the future, I want to marry her.

Hazel Levesque. Hazel Levesque. A girl who I gave my heart to, willingly. A girl who in favor gave me her heart back. A gift that I would never give away, never break because it is to precious for words. Am I really this romantic? I do not remember that. Well, I think I like it.

Cinnamon hair. Black skin. Amber eyes. Beautiful. And...an arm around her...? She's taken?

AN. Now I'm just being mean! I surprised myself. Oh well, next chapters better and even MORE intense. I don't understand! Anyway, review away! Three more reviews if you want chapter sixteen.

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