Being brought to Olympus felt like bad luck.
Apparently work had to be done there or Demeter had a meeting? Persephone's attention had been elsewhere when she had explained her plans aloud.
The awkward kiss had been on her mind since that night...
Persephone nervously glanced over her shoulder yet again. She was alone. Good. No chance of an awkward meeting with Apollo.
The sun blared down on her as she rose from the steps of Zeus's palace, shielding her eyes to look out to the field of lush green, littered with strong trees. She longed to be over there. Her mother had left her only a few minutes ago but Persephone couldn't stop shifting around in her seat. She tried to occupy her mind with stories but every attempt failed and brought her back to Apollo's kiss.
She was confused. She understood that much but what she didn't understand was how he affected her: one minute she'd think she actually might have feelings for him. Then he'd speak. And she was certain they weren't those kind of feelings. If she was honest, she felt angry about him kissing her like that more than being kissed. He didn't see how uncomfortable she was. And that had her seething!
A moment later, Persephone couldn't take it more. Abandoning her post, she briskly walked towards her special place; the Dark Forest.
The grass tickled her ankles, the mud squelched under her sandals (so much that she almost got stuck and decided to leave them behind, wobbling as she did so) and the sunlight sparkled in between the leaves that rustled above her. The Dark Forest was so beautiful but Persephone longed for more colour. Gingerly, she waved her hand, twirling her fingers as wisps of silver seeped into the trunk of a strong oak ahead of her. The silver sparked slightly as blooms of marigolds and daffodils sprouted alongside the leaves; running down in a chain like the branches of a willow tree.
Smiling, she continued on, practising what her mother had taught her on nearly anything within the forest until it looked as special as it was to her.
Bending down, Persephone plucked a glowing lily from the earth, inspecting it. It was so odd – all on its own.
Persephone's eyes widened; she jumped back.
The ground shown. Where the lily had been was now replaced with a gash in the ground; opening like a mouth as dirt and rocks painfully sprayed her. Darkness seeped from the hole like the mist on a graveyard.
She froze.
The crumbling, crunching noise wouldn't stop. Persephone jumped up and started to sprint; the shaking of the floor making it harder to not lose balance. The shaking stopped. Persephone did too. Hearing a shriek of horses as two hooves emerged from the ground, she rushed on.
Her heart pounded against her rib-cage; her breathing harsh as fire soared up her throat. Any longer and she'd collapse. But it was either run or die.
Tears pricked the back of her eyes at the thought. They welled in her eyes as the galloping ink black horses beat the earth, gaining on Persephone. Her legs were screaming in agony as she forced herself on a faster pace. The carriage dragged behind; gold weaving into black in fine detail.
But to a fault. Her ankle snapped. Searing pain ran up her leg like fire. Persephone screamed, clutching at her foot, tears running down her cheeks. Mud coated her. She slipped trying to run again; only able to limp. Whimpering as a mixture of cold and hot ran up and down her leg, the sting worse with each step.
In one swoop of his arms, he was able to hoist Persephone into the carriage. For a moment Persephone sat there, trapped by his left arm, crying and grabbing her ankle; too pre-occupied to realise that they were heading into the black hole in the ground. When she saw it looming towards her she let out a blood-curdling scream. Hades grimaced.
With all her might, she beat her arms against him, using her one good leg to kick at him. Anything to free her. Her fist punching him square in the jaw earning a disgruntled "ummpf" from the man. Using her nails, she deeply dragged them against his cheek; drawing blood that filled her nails and dripped onto her dress.
But he relentlessly held on as the carriage dived forward. A rush of air hit her hard, blowing her body back against him, pinning her closer to Hades. Persephone stopped her struggle, clinging to her seat to save her life.
When the darkness wouldn't stop, Persephone fainted.
A/N: I (accidentally) abandoned this... sorry! I usually write horror type stories so writing in this genre is different and new to me. That's why a new chapter takes so long. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please give feedback. Reviews please!