I pointed one way and the woman moved to the Elysian fields, I pointed the other and baby killer moved to Tartarus. Quickly seperating them, I was eager to return to Persephone's side. I hadn't slept much last night, but it had been the grandest night of my life. She held back nothing in her fervor for life, and she trusted me when she was at her most vunerable.

Going through the souls all I could picture were her soft brown tresses caressing my fingers as her light breath brushed my chest. She was a lovely creature, and she had no idea the trouble she damn near begged for. I couldn't decide which was more dangerous: Chariots or sleeping next to me? The girl had no clue what I wanted to do. I wanted to bury my cock deep enough in her to make her scream, to mark her where no other man would dare even look upon her without knowing she was mine, I wanted to rip out my heart and beg her mercy! I ran my hand through my hair, sighing.

She was sheltered, naive, and innocent. She had no clue what happened between a woman and a man and as much as I wanted, as much as I needed, I wouldn't break her. I would let her decide. I had to protect myself, I couldn't throw myself into a fling as my brother was so fond of. I was a giver, I was not a taker. I took souls everyday to decide where they would belong, but I was not a taker of a woman's love. She would give it to me or I would be heartbroken. I couldn't do it any other way.

Fire bloomed on either side of my throne and to the sides of the room, illuminating the souls. They no longer looked human, more of ghosts carved to look like their original skin. Even as souls they failed to reconize one another here and it made things run smoother, more bearable. There was no talking, no fussing, just a silent line waiting as the king passed judgement so that they would know the correct door. They stood stoic, some in silent awe, and it had never bothered me before. Now I just kept hoping she would appear to break the eerie silence.

As if Zeus had heard the silent plea, she peeked around the door to the inner halls. I waved her over, pausing in my duties. The souls turned to stare, their eyes filled with amazement, smiles lighting every single face able to gaze upon the lovely young goddess. I grinned.

"I was bored." she whispered, studying the souls. She looked to one side of my throne at the fire and her mouth formed a slight O of awe.

"Don't touch it, that'll burn." I teased, it seemed the woman wanted to feel everything she looked at. She hadn't lied, she was one for experience.

She looked back at the souls, "How do you know who will go where?"

I stood, reaching for her hand and guiding her to an old woman in the back. "I know it in here." I tapped my head, "You can feel it." I held her hand to the soul's shoulder, carefully picking the right memories.

She saw her as a child picking flowers with her sister, holding her day old son, caressing her sick husband's dying brow. Each a living memory preserved in the soul.

"That's beautiful." Persephone whispered. A tear slipped down her cheek, and I wiped it away with my other hand. "Will she go to the Fields?" I nodded, and before I had a clue what she was even prepared to do she stuck my hand to the next available soul.

Memories of druken brawls, of a young girl being raped, a sword piercing another girl, and I jerked away. I grabbed Persephone as her breath hitched, her eyes widened. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "I'm so sorry."

"He's horrible, he's absolutly horrible." she shuddered and tears rolled freely. I pressed her to my chest and sent him to Taturas, my only regret I hadn't been able to inflict the killing blow. I walked her carefully back to my throne away from the other souls.

"I'm sorry." I searched for better words, but there were none within my reach. "Why don't you go back to your room and lie down for a while?" I stroked her hair away from her beautiful face. She shook her head.

"Can I stay here with you?" she pleaded innoncently. I nodded and sat her down in my throne. Then turned to try and rush my way through the rest.

I felt her arms around my waist and paused to see what she needed. "I don't want your seat." she said shyly avoiding my eyes. I nodded, more than ready to be done here and return to enjoy her company. I quickly sat down and started again where I'd left off. I was going as fast as my power allowed, when she distracted me yet again.

Like a cat, she gracefully slipped up to perch her small bottom on one of my legs. I stiffened, but ignored it as I kept filing souls. Then she leaned back against me, wrapping my free arm around her to watch. At this point, my heart was surely beating her mindlessly in her head, but her attention was too captured by the souls standing in front of her to notice. Her beautifully green eyes flitting from one to another, her mouth moving slightly as she smiled and studied them all. I grinned and pulled her tighter against me, in turn she threw her legs over my other leg to get more comfortable and take in the whole scene.

I went back to sorting the people into good and bad, but found more and more were just petty criminals and more and more were heading to the Elysian Field. I looked down at the beautiful brunette in my arms and decided maybe it wasn't so bad. She seemed quite content to be here, so I slowed down taking my time to study each person, and each wonderful feeling her body was sending through me.

I was done in no time, actually searching every memory I could find of the last dozen dead, drawing out Persephone's esquisite torture, but I was done. She hopped down off me, turning to flash me a brilliant smile.

"What do we do now?" I shrugged, running my fingers across my mouth.

"What would you like to do Persephone?"

She studied her feet, "I don't know. I'm bored and everything is black here, I miss my flowers Hades." My throat tightened, my heart dropped, and I told myself I would be the god of the Underworld, I could do no less.

"Do you want to return now?" my voice was firm, but my body was shaking.

"No." she rolled her eyes, as if I'd ask a ignorant question. "I love it here, but it's so monotone. I want to run around somewhere, I want to get into something." Her eyes glistened with mischief and I nodded. I stood, wrapping my arms around her.

"I've got something you'll love then," I whispered in her ear. Her body trembled against me and I chuckled, feeling every inch the male that I was as I transported her.