The Maiden and the Mistress

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
Hades was a busy man and he had no time to wait for a little girl like Persephone. She was beautiful, but he would not indulge her childish whims. If she wanted to be treated like a Goddess, she would act like one. She would discuss, she would debate and barter until they both received what they wanted; she wanted freedom and he wanted her. They could find a way, but instead, she wanted to pout. She wanted to scream and throw a tantrum. She was different than the beautiful maiden he examined from afar and this was to be expected, but nonetheless, surprising. She seemed so poised and in control; she was none of these qualities it seemed. He wondered if he still desired her. He wondered if it was lust or love or beauty or a dangerous combination of the three. Hades had a lot of time to wonder and to think of Persephone. She was perfect in his head. Her perfection was hidden, it seemed, under a layer of pride and desperate need to prove herself. He did not require that of her.

Time, he decided, was exactly what Persephone needed. He gave her time, but not enough. It had only been one day, not even, since he took her. She needed time. Perhaps, time to mature. Such intense and dangerous circumstances for the Goddess would force her to mature, right? Hades could only hope. Hope that she would consider and see his plan. He had a great plan for them both to be a powerhouse of justice and equality. The Underworld served only what the World itself deserved. They would be a force to reckoned with of life and death, of souls searching and souls growing, of home and hell. He wanted nothing more than that. Time would let her layers dissolve into her raw form. It was simply time she needed. And so, instead, he focused on his job for the next few hours. He walked the fields. He spoke with the other Gods of the Underworld. He saw the Fates and buttered them up to keep them on his good side. He watched the souls of the Underworld spin and spin in the vortex, trying to find the exit to their garden. If they found it, they deserved it. If they didn’t, they deserved the endless seeking of an unfulfilled life. He watched and he waited.

Until he was quite done with that and itching to see if enough time passed. By then, it was dark (though the Underworld was always dark), but dark enough for him to tell that it must be night time in the World above them. She must be hungry. She must let her most primal desires take over; hunger, lust, need, wants. Her most mortal desires would eventually take over. Or at least, Hades hoped. He walked up to the door to see her sitting in the corner, wallowing. He sighed, “Persephone. Are you not hungry? Bored? Lonely? Would it not be a bit better to speak to me than to wallow?”

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Despoena was in no way surprised that Apollo looked so wonderful in his intricate dress robes. She tried to control her reactions, all of her reactions. She wanted to blush at his compliment, to cry for her sister and to kick herself for wondering about Apollo in the worst ways one could wonder about your sister’s suitor. Though, her reactions quickly shifted to anger as he both chastised her and ask her to relax; to very incompatible goals. Despoena did not need another God to tell her what to do or how to handle herself. Sure, she never expected to be dealing with such a grave situation, but she was surprised that Apollo seemed to think he had to guide her and reprimand her. She knew she had to tell her mother first of all and then Zeus and then the other Gods. She knew this and not only because she could never envision herself lying (she had to lie enough in her line of work), but because she cared deeply for her sister. She knew there would be consequences for her, but she cared more for what Persephone faced. She knew all of these things and more. She could feel the anticipation building within her because she knew how her mother would react. She felt the anxiety weighing heavy on her chest, like a boulder pressing down on her, at the thought of putting Zeus’ own daughter at risk. She knew. She knew. She knew.

He took her hand and she forced herself to smile and push down the negativity. They had to show face at this party. She had to make sure she did not insult Apollo or the others Gods. Again, he told her more duties that she knew. She nodded, “Can’t wait,” she said, trying to force sincerity, but it came out all wrong. She would have to work on that at this party or she may as well tip off the entire Heavens that Persephone is missing. She felt the pull as they moved and teleported back to Dionysus’ place, which looked exactly as it did before only with a lot more people crammed in. She looked nervously at Apollo as they walked up the stairs, relishing the lat few moments of silence and reality. They stepped into the living room and almost on cue, a glass of wine appeared in her hand. The booming voice of Dionysus came next, “Look who made it back!” The other God called, stepping down from where he stood on a table and smiling at them both.

“Happy to be back,” Despond said in response, warily lifting the glass of wine to her lips. She swung the glass back, drinking its content and ending with a smile. “Really, I don’t believe I’ve ever made it one of your parties before,” she added as wine was added back to her empty glass.

@ honeysuckle;
Persephone slowly lifted her head when Hades came back and looked through the small window. For the last few hours, Persephone had been thinking her situation through. She was mostly concerned with the message that she had just sent Despoena. What if it never got to her sister? Or she never looked at her wall? While Persephone knew that it was simple to pass messages from the mortal world to Olympus, she was unsure if there was that same easiness to send messages out of the Underworld. There was no way of knowing if the messages were even getting out until something happened that proved that it could.

And she wondered if Despoena would even think to consider Hades and the Underworld when searching for her. It wasn't like he had shown interest before all of this...So even though it had only been a few hours, Persephone knew she must already move onto her next plan, which was trying to either gain Hades trust enough to get out of the room, or to try and barter with him. The first one should work easily, but it would take time. Time that Persephone didn't really want to spend due to the arrival of Spring. Which lead her to think the second one was a better option to start with.

So she looked up at Hades, a new sense of calm had gone over her. Persephone no longer wanted to scream or cry. It wasn't in her nature to be like that anyways. Though, understandingly, it had been her first reaction. She wanted to glow, smile and be warming. But she did not quite have the energy for that yet, so Persephone settled for calm.

"I am a bit lonely." Persephone admitted to him. "And I no longer wish to wallow." She relaxed against the wall, her eyes growing soft as she watched Hades. "So, yes, I would like to speak to you. Though I have questions, if you don't mind me asking them. I believe I understand enough to know why you brought me down here, why you wanted it to be a secret. Though I don't understand why you keep me here. Hades, I would have kept it a secret that you wanted to be my suitor, if that was what you wished. And I honestly would have come back when I was able. I know that it would have been difficult to make it down here- even with your help. But why automatically keep me down here and not give me a chance to make my own decision?"

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"I know you haven't, Despoena." Apollo teased her lightly before drinking his glass of wine, which was filled immediately. Apollo actually did like to have quite a bit of fun, so he often made time for Dionysus' parties. After all they were a blast and Apollo had nothing to worry about when he was there. It was fun and thank the heavens the Gods did not have to deal with hangovers like the mortals did. So it was almost all win and no lose...unless one were to do or say something stupid-which of course was a possibility. Though Apollo had very few secrets that he had to worry about spilling. And usually the worst thing he did was make a horrible poem and read it to someone in the moment.

Once his glass was full, Apollo took another sip of wine before letting go of Despoena's hand, wanting to give her the space that she probably needed. He had a feeling it was going to be difficult for her to deal with tonight. Dionysus drinks would be stronger than Despoena would expect if she hadn't drank from them before. And the state she was in because of Persephone's disappearance...well it wasn't good. So while he would keep his distance, Apollo was going to try and watch her tonight.

Dionysus chuckled at the two. "Well, hopefully after this party, you will want to come back again Despoena." He said before moving to the side, waving an arm. "Please enjoy yourselves. I will be back to check on both of you later." With that, Dionysus disappeared. Though he revealed a great party as he did so. Many of the Gods and Sub-gods, demi-gods and others were there having a fantastic time. There was more than enough to eat and drink. As well as dancing and other forms of entertainment. There was currently a fire breather in the middle of the living room, showing off his amazing skills to those around him. Others were also showing off a bit, like Hercules who always loved to tell his tales when others asked. Apollo smiled down at Despoena.

"What would you like to do first?" Since it was the first Dionysus party she had been to, Apollo felt like he should watch her for a bit. The party could easily turn out of control...And who knew what Despoena would do if she drank too much.

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
Hades frowned a little because the God did, contrary to popular belief, have a heart. Persephone’s eyes and disappointed face were enough to make him reconsider his actions. Perhaps it would have been better to court her as all the other Gods do, to steal time whenever it was available. It would take time and it would almost certainly never succeed for Persephone was only free in the Spring. Demeter was smart for she knew that Gods were sometimes fickle. She knew that the constant effort required to truly woe Persephone would require years and years of patience and many Gods find another in this time. Either way, Demeter would never let Hades steal time with Persephone and she foiled him at every turn, except for this one. Hades did not have the time or the patience to play Demeter’s game. Yes, that was why he did what he did. His frown faded away. He was a logical man with a plan and that was what was happening here; nothing more.

“I had to keep you here. Your mother does not want you to see me. If I were to try to seek you out again, she would know. She would know you were here and she would guard you even more fiercely. She would probably take away even more freedom. I keep you here for us both, you and I, and for our own opportunities,” he said.

In saying this, he felt quite confident in himself and his actions, though not confident enough in her to open the door. It made complete sense and perhaps in Persephone’s mistrust she could not see his logic. Besides, it made sense and Zeus himself did not necessarily disapprove of the plan. Zeus implied that this would be the only way Hades would ever be able to court his daughter and that was basically permission far better than what Demeter could provide. “Besides, don’t fret, pet, Zeus knows you are here. You are not in any danger and he approves of this adventure of ours,” he said, with a sheepish smile.

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Despoena smiled, feeling the rush of wine hit her cheeks and warm them to a soft red. She was not surprised by Dionysus’ wine nor was she surprised at how drunk all the other Gods around her were. She would have to be careful and try mind her manners and her emotions tonight. Besides not wanting to anger any other Gods, she had many secrets to keep (not including the one about Persephone). Her entire purpose in life sealed her lips from every divulging and she had to be careful lest she get carried away. She was not even sure what happened if she told a soul except she knew that any of her followers would immediately face her wrath. And yet, she drank because the wine was good and her was broken. Like all mortals, she tried to fill its cracks with the sweet caress of alcohol.

They were standing merely in the beginning of the party and there was so much more to see and more to drink. She sipped her wine, letting go of Apollo’s hand to walk away from him and closer to the fire breather. When he asked her what to do, she was not sure. Just outside the balcony there was a grand pool of water where Gods were stripping to swim, a dance floor stood just to their right, the fire breather to their left and food and alcohol surrounded them at almost every step. She walked slowly through the party, marveling, smiling and talking to those who stopped her:

Yes, it is a lovely party.

Persephone is fine.

Oh she’ll be sure to come to many more parties.

Oh no, it’s so great to see you.

All these words she shared in between sips of wine and before long, with Apollo by her side, she was definitely drunk. She turned to him and smiled, “Now, we should dance,” she said, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer to the dance floor and away from all the people. The sane and rational part of her knew she should not pull her sister’s suitor so close by placing her hands on his hips. She should not move back in forth to the beat of the drum and she certainly should not be doing this in front of all these other people. The rational part of her screamed for her to stop, to retain her air of mystery and poise, but the other part of her that missed her sister and feared for tomorrow morning felt like this was not the worst thing she could do.

Persephone’s eyes widen at hearing that Zeus not only knew that she was here, but approved of this. Now that was not what she expected to hear, though for some reason it put her more at ease. While her father often made questionable decisions, she did still trust his judgement when it came to her. He was often the one who forced her mother to be more reasonable when it was necessary or really hindering her. So maybe Hades’ idea of them wasn’t necessarily a bad idea? Besides she wasn’t against the idea of them…until he trapped her in the room. At the least, now Persephone knew that someone else knew she was here. Surely at some point Zeus would interfere to let her do her job if everything did truly go wrong. Also, in all reality, it would be stupid of her to outright deny two of the three brothers

Slowly, Persephone moved onto her feet and walked over to the window in the door. “So my father knows that I am here. And I can not argue that my mother wouldn’t try to stop you from seeing me.” She let out a small hum before looking at Hades through the window. Since Hades had the backing of her father, then there wouldn’t really be a reason for him to make a deal with her. Though she was still going to give him one. But she was going to have to make sure that it was worth it for him. “Okay, Hades, let me offer you a deal. I will stay here in the underworld with you, and I promise to make an active effort between us to try things out. I won’t try to run away or fight you. And I will even be honest with you. However, by the end of the summer, before my big festival I get to decide whether or not I want to stay here. And you need to let me go up to the mortal world and bring spring to at least enough fields so there is not a huge famine. That means I will be down here for 4 months and none of the other Gods will be pissed because the mortals are dying.” Persephone looked at him intently. “Are you okay with these terms?”

She hoped he would accept this. It wasn’t overly unreasonable, plus she didn’t exactly have a back up plan. Besides Persephone didn’t want to have to try and fight Hades the whole time she was stuck here. That sounded exhausting and it wasn’t in her soul to want to constantly fight. Though she would do it in her own crafty way if she had to.

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Apollo followed Despoena closely as she moved through the party. He didn’t want to leave her alone, considering everything that had happened today, and how she was feeling. Though he didn’t stop Despoena from drinking maybe a little too much and he allowed her to go through the party the way she wanted. He felt like it was really only his place to step in if she were to run into some trouble, or maybe say too much.

When Despoena pulled him close to dance, he couldn’t help but be a little surprise but still he smiled at Despoena. His arms wrapped around her body, one around her was it as his other pressed against her hip. He was always happy to dance, it was something that he enjoyed fully. And Apollo wasn’t one to deny any beautiful lady the opportunity to dance with him. So holding her close to him, Apollo moved with the beat of the drums. He was careful with her, due to the fact that she was a little tipsy, but still he spun her around and lifted her up a few times too. At the end of the song, Apollo dipped her, and smiled brilliantly down at Despoena.

Slowly, he brought her back up to her feet, still holding her close to him. “You are a brilliant dancer.” Apollo said smoothly. Slowly, he let go of her, his hands brushing against her skin as he did so. Though he seemed hesitant to do so. But Apollo knew better than to hold onto a Goddess for too long. After all, he had to stay respectful, and Despoena would probably remind him of that if he wasn’t. Plus, he was her sister’s suitor, so there was that thin line he had to be careful of.

Apollo grabbed their glasses, handing Despoena hers before drinking out of his. “We should probably head out soon, Despoena. Though, when things are a little less…dim, I would like to party with you again.” He smiled brilliantly at her again. It would be fun to truly party with her until the early morning, when there was nothing for them to worry about.

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
Hades appraised Persephone as she spoke, trying to assess her honesty and her intent. Hades was not usually lied to for people have hard time lying to the face of what they perceive as death. Hades ran a hand through his hair, trying to decide what exactly he thought of this plan. It appealed to his humanity and they would both be happy, but it did not seem reasonable. As soon as Persephone returned to the mortal world, she would be swooped away from him. There was no chance at all that she would ever be returned to this place if she was not completely his - deal or no deal. Demeter would wreck havoc across the mortal world no matter and Zeus was already prepared for Spring to be delayed because of this adventure and so, mortals dying was none of his concern. There were only fragments of this plan that made sense and he sighed because he knew the Goddess would unfortunately not like this answer.

“Persephone,” he began, softly, as if to prepare her for the blow, “I can agree that you can return before your big festival, but I can’t authorize adventures into the mortal world. In fact, I can’t really offer any of this because you might not have a choice on if you come back, even if you want to. Unless, of course, we get married,” he said, shrugging and smirking at her.

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Despoena was actually enjoying herself, the reminder of more important and grave circumstances fading behind her as she drank. Her concerns and worries were muddle by the taste of wine and the beat of the music that moved through her feet and in her blood. Distasteful, shameful, truly shameful for a Goddess like her to be at a party like this. She was suppose to be better than this, at least that’s what her mother says. She was surely going to be disciplined for stooping so low especially after losing Persephone. That was just not how a Goddess should act. If Despoena was going to be in trouble, she may as well enjoy the moments of fun she had left; that was precisely what she decided to do.

She no longer felt the weight of guilt pushing her down, but instead felt as light as a feather as Apollo moved her through the dance floor. They put on a show, which was to be expected from Apollo. Her was already light and airy and as he lifted her into the air, she felt even happier (if just for this moment). When she was finally faced with Apollo again, she smiled. It was a real genuine smile that almost felt misplaced on her face. Despoena did not allow herself this much fun usually and she was starting to wonder why.

“There are so many things you don’t know about me,” she said in response to his compliment. She let distance come between them and took a second to catch her breath. Her face was flushed, but Apollo looked there was no task at all in dancing. She could and would do it again, but Apollo was already handing her glasses and handing her warnings. She let her eyes fall to the floor. Suddenly, the entire dance felt tainted and cruel as he reminded her of what she actually needed to be doing.

“Yes,” she said, putting down her glass, “Well, thank you for today. I’ll be seeing you,” she said, pushing herself away from him. She was not sure if he would follow or if he wanted to follow. The rules of the Gods would implore him to see her home, but she did not need that. She did not need his help any longer nor did she ever need an escort. She was capable of teleporting herself home without assistance. She felt the air hit her face as she finally made her way out of the crowd and into the fresh air.

@ chandelier-stars

Persephone let out a small sigh before shaking her head. “I am not going to marry you just to make my plan work.” She knew that it was not a serious suggestion from him, but she still felt the need to say it. Marrying Hades would mean a lifelong bond, and her plan was only meant to last for the next few months. Besides she barely knew the God and didn’t want to accidentally marry someone she would end up hating or resenting. Slowly, she turned so her back was pressed against the wall, and her body was hidden from the window in the door. Pressing her hands into her head, Persephone let out another sigh.

It sounded like Hades overall wasn’t against allowing her to leave, it was just the fact that neither of them could guarantee that she would get back. Persephone knew she wasn’t strong enough to stop someone from bringing her back home. And Hades would be too busy to follow her around through the fields. Besides most of his power came from the underworld, not the mortal world. Also, she knew of no other way besides marriage to ensure her deal.

Maybe she needed to forgo the idea of being able to go up to the mortal world while trying to deal with Hades. It was looking like there was no way for her to do her job this spring unless someone came to get her. And Hades was not going to just allow her out of the Underworld until he was pleased with his courting. So she would just have to wait until either her father couldn't allow for the starvation of mortals to continue, or until Hades was fine with letting her leave. Though it was upsetting knowing that she had to forgo Spring this year...

Persephone pushed herself away from the wall and looked back at Hades. "Fine. You are right, I won't be able to go to the mortal world and then come back. So I will change my deal with you. It is basically the same thing, except I will remove being allowed to go up into the mortal world. Instead, I agree to stay down here until my festival unless the famine starts wiping out too many mortals. I am sure Zeus will come get me if it gets particularly bad. That guarantees you at least two months with me. Though you must agree to never lock me in a room or anything of the sort again. And I want full access of the Underworld. I don't want to be stuck in some palace anymore." At least through this deal, Persephone would be given freedoms she normally isn't allowed.

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Apollo didn't hesitate to follow Despoena out of the house. It wouldn't be right of him to just like Despoena try and make her way home. He couldn't tell just how drunk she was, but Apollo knew that she had drank enough to mess up her transportation abilities. He had drank a lot too, but at least if they both got transported somewhere weird they would be together. Besides, with the day that Despoena had had, Apollo wanted to make sure that she was actually okay. And he thought it best to see her home after being with her the whole day.

Once he caught up to Despoena, Apollo was quick to wrap his arm around her waist to ensure that she wouldn't be able to transport anywhere without him. "Let me take you home." Apollo said as he gave her a warm smile. "And I don't want to hear any arguments. I want to do it. Besides, it would be wrong of me to let you try to get home by yourself in this state." He then lightly pulled her farther into him before using his powers to get them both back to her house.

Looking up at it, Apollo made sure that he actually brought Despoena to the right place. It would be all too easy to bring her somewhere else with the state that he was in. Though once he was sure this was her home, Apollo started to walk Despoena inside. "Despoena, do you need me here at all tomorrow? I mean I know that I will see you after you talk to your mother and father about Persephone disappearance. There is sure to be a meeting about it... But do you need my help at all with anything else?" He looked at her gently and then stopped once they were at the main area. "I just want to make sure that you are going to be okay."

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
Hades smiled for at last, it seemed, Persephone was thinking like a Goddess. She knew exactly what she needed to do and how to do it. She had to bargain and barter and still keep her people in mind. He laid a hand on the door and swung it open for her to exit. Her terms were simple and it got him exactly what he wanted. That, and, he did not fear Persephone in the slightest. He surpassed many ways, including sheer numbers of years being alive. With age came strength, believers, wisdom and power. In fact, Hades barely feared Zeus. He only feared him our of respect which he felt this respect was returned.

“I do believe we have a deal,” Hades said, offering his hand. “Shall we go to dinner? Or, is there anything you would like from here on out?”

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Before Despoena could object or transport herself away, Apollo wrapped himself around her and they landed just outside of her home. He pushed her forward which only escalated her anger. She in no way needed help inside nor did she need help getting home. She was a strong and independent Goddess who may have had a few glasses of wine, but that did not mean she was incapable. Apollo had the same amount of wine, if not more, and yet, he acted as if he was more capable than she. He was going to teleport home to his own place and he did not need an escort.

She pulled his hands off her waist to whip around and scowl at him. “I did not ask for your help,” she said, stamping her feet. “I am fully capable of getting myself home.” She continued walking away, huffy, even though he followed her into the foyer. “And I certainly do not need your help tomorrow. I appreciate what you’ve done, but I am quite capable. Thank you,” she said, crossing her arms.

“You can go now."

@ chandelier-stars

Persephone looked down at Hades' hand and then up at him for a moment before walking out of the room. She laid her hand gently on Hades', barely pressing any weight onto him. While Persephone wasn't satisfied with the deal that she made, she was sure that it was the best one that she would have been able to get from him. Unfortunately, he had all the control and that was something she would need to accept for now. It was possible for her to get more out of this deal later, especially if Hades really did mean to court her in a normal sense now that she agreed to try.

"I actually would like to be shown to my room. It is rather late, and I am not particularly hungry. Though, we can do breakfast in the morning instead, if you don't already have plans." Overall, Persephone was tired and she felt rather gross after crying and spending most of her day in that horrid room. So a warm bath, sleep in a decent bed and time to process everything that had happened would do her well. Then, she felt like she could start making the effort she told Hades she would put forward. And she meant to keep her word. It wouldn't do her any favors to break it anyways. Besides, as long as Hades believed her deal, he shouldn't have an issue with them restarting tomorrow rather than tonight.

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Apollo was taken aback from Despoena's reaction from his assistance. He looked at the Goddess, slightly annoyed and disappointed with her response. "I am not saying that you are not capable of getting home or dealing with tomorrow. I am helping you because I want to make sure that you are okay, Despoena, and because I want to. That says nothing on your abilities, just that I actually care about you. And that I want to find Persephone. I believe that we are more likely to find her if we work together." He shook his head at her. "And, I know that you know about the God's rules. Even if I didn't want to bring you back here, it would have been shameful of me not to make sure you got home."

He turned his back on her and started to head out of the house. "Though, I will make sure not to make the mistake again, Goddess. I wouldn't want you to believe that I thought you were weak." Apollo stopped for a moment and looked back at her again. "And how about the next time someone tries to help you, especially when you asked for it, how about you give them a real thank you instead of this ungrateful, childish attitude. Otherwise no one is going to want to help the you anymore." He let out a small huff. With that, Apollo transported back to his own home, irritated. Goddesses more powerful than she, or Apollo, were willing to take his help when he offered it. It wasn't a sign of weakness on their part. Normally, it meant that Apollo wanted to assist in any way he could. Though he was beginning to get annoyed with Despoena's weakness complex. While Apollo preferred to assist his friends, and had a need to be well like, he wasn't willing to be pushed for it.

@ BearGirl
Hades smiled though he was unsure how exactly he felt. He was frustrated that Persephone wasted the limited time that may have with whining. He was frustrated that she needed to rest now after crying for most the day, but he was trying to be a gentleman. He scanned her up and down, wondering if she was truly this weak that she required this much rest and so soon. He would be an idiot to not question his choices and he wondered if this was the right one. Could Persephone actually be the Queen of the Underworld? Sure, he was trying to court her, but he also needed to assess her. Everyone always pegged him for a hot head and an inability to control his wants, but he was highly logical.

“Of course,” he said, leading her through a hall to her room. “Let me know if there is anything else I can get you. My room is at the end of this hall. I will see you in the morning. Everything you need is here,” he said, quickly closing the door behind him.

He was not tired yet and there was always work to be done. He used considerable power and energy today, but not enough to stop him in his tracks. He wondered if Persephone had any powers aside from growing flowers and if she did, why did she not use them? He knew she did not fight, but that too made no sense. There is so much more he needed to know and he almost felt ashamed for being distracted by her beauty. At least, for now, he would be distracted by his work. Only time will tell if all of this effort on his part was worth it.

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Despoena did not even care when Apollo snapped back nor when he disappeared before she got the last word. She did not need him or his righteous attitude. She asked for his help, sure, but not for him to feel he could infiltrate every aspect of her own personal crisis. Who was he kidding? He did not care for her, but for her words of affirmation and praise. If he helped her, he would be ensured Persephone’s hand. Gods and Goddesses are selfish and in the quest for Persephone’s love, they were also becoming desperate. She was not going to be the fool that got too close to Apollo and then to be hurt by his rejection. She was not going to create something in her head. She knew what he wanted, they both did. Why pretend? Why ignore the truth?

It did not matter. None of it did. By this time tomorrow, she would surely be dead or exiled or left in the dust. She would not have the comforts of this home (though as a Goddess, she would not be homeless). She would not have the comfort (limited as it is) of her mother. She would have only shame. At least, in her line of work, if she were to be shunned, she would barely notice the absence of others. She peeled her dress from her sweating skin, let her curls fall down her back and fell onto her bed. If she were human, her feet would ache as much as her heart did. She missed her sister. The house felt strange and empty without her energy radiating from the other side. She was far away, but also so brilliant and present. Despoena could not think of it anymore, but rather let herself fall asleep to face whatever came tomorrow.

@ chandelier-stars

Once the door to her new room was closed, Persephone let out a large sigh. Her mind was still whirling from what had happened today. So much so that having dinner and actually listening to Hades probably would have been impossible. Besides she couldn't eat. Persephone just felt too sick thinking about all of the worry this was putting Despoena through. Her disappearance would be hardest on her sister and it wasn't difficult to imagine what the punishment for this would be. Persephone knew that it would be harsh and unjustified. After all, what could Despoena really be expected to do against one of the three brothers? She may be strong but she was not control a whole realm strong!

Though, it probably wasn't the best thing to have her sister on her mind at the moment. Persephone had her own problems to worry about now. Hades. Oh what was she going to do with him? Really, Persephone needed to figure out how to act for him, needed to convince him that she was trying to make an effort. She did plan on keeping her word, but it wasn't just about keeping it, but convincing the God that she was making an effort. And depending on how things go, Persephone might also need to convince that they shouldn't be together. Which could possibly cause problems if Hades became hell bent on her like some of the other Gods.

With all of this on her mind, Persephone headed off to sleep. Luckily, it was easy to do so since all she wanted was a break from today and these thoughts. Though once morning came, Persephone woke early. She was always an early riser. Up before the sun so she could soak as much of it in as she could. Besides, it would do her best to look nice for Hades today. So she took a long bath before slipping on a day dress that never failed to impress since it hugged her in all the nice places. Then she liven up the flowers that laid in her hair, ensuring they were in full bloom for the God of the Underworld.

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Hades worked through much of the night because, in truth, death never slept; Thanatos never slept. Though his siblings slept and only affected some, Thanatos lived off the constant flow of death. He did not care what time it was or if Hades' head was hurting from the endless reports. His tongue felt dry from discussing what truly qualified someone to be sentenced to endless torment or what exactly the Furies were allowed to use as punishment. The Underworld did not sleep even if Persephone did. The world was rotating around and around, but night and day were abstract and ambiguous here. Let them be what Persephone wants them to be, Hades thought. Her body knew when to sleep, but Hades did not. There was no external or internal signal that prompted him to stop working. He slept only when he counted the days (so far, it has been 6 and he can certainly last longer than that). He did not want to seem weak or overwhelmed for he certainly was not. The Underworld bends to his will and the Gods below him do as well. Some may find the Underworld to be a horrible place, but Hades knows that just is not so. It has its own energy, its own purpose and its own beauty. It was this beauty and energy he used to get through the sleepless days and long drawn out meetings. He can survive on the success of the Underworld, but he hoped to thrive with so much more.

Hades stroked his long beard, let his hands fall onto his desk and he took in a deep breath. His office, kept completely separate and opposite to his bedroom, was finally silent. The others finally left to do their own jobs and sure, there was more to be done, but he needed this moment. There were demons rising and bickering Furies and the Fates always seemed to need to report to him, but this moment was exactly what he needed. No, he needed more. He needed positivity, he need light, he needed Persephone. He stood from his desk, rolling scrolls and locking them away. Let the whole Underworld know that the boss is taking a break. He left the office in a hurry, though not too fast lest he look to eager, and crossed his expansive temple to Persephone's room. He knocked and upon her muttering for him to come in, he turned the knob and smiled.

She looked beautiful, though that was almost to be expected. He could not and would not allow himself to obsess over her physical features for much longer. Instead he dropped his smile, relaxed his features and extended his hand, "Are you hungry? I can provide food for you. What do you desire?" He asked, the question loaded and expectant. He wondered if she would ask to go home or if she would truly try with him. He hoped for the latter as much as he hoped she would touch his hand.

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Despoena awoke to a scream, one that sounded frustrated, confused and angry. She jumped up for it was clear, her mother was home. It was no surprise her mother would check on Persephone first and find an empty room and an empty hall. It was no surprise to Despoena that she was not spoken to first, though she was certain that she would be spoken to now. She hurried out of bed, trying to untangle her legs from her silk sheets and even faster, grabbed a dress. She could hear her mother's feet pounding towards her, beckoning her name and in response, she pinned her hair up. She had to look put together, to look prepared for either her punishment or her call to action. She could not and would not be caught looking lazy. She wiped under her eyes, pinched her cheeks for color and turned quickly to see her mother standing in her room.

Her mother's golden hair, the color of wheat, was falling from its bun. Her peaceful face was twisted as if she was in physical pain. She was breathless, her chest heaving in and out. Her mother was always known to peaceful and serene, but this look was the one that many people referenced when they talked of Demeter's vengefulness. Both Persephone and Despoena were born from trickery and the darkness that swallowed her mother in those moments, the darkness and anger everyone spoke of, was what was radiating from her now.

"You were suppose to be watching her," she said, her voice cold and her hands trembling. She looked wild, so different from the bright and brilliant fields of crops and grains she fostered. She looked like a tornado ripped through her field, throwing away her hard work and her sanity all in one swift motion.

"I can explain," Despoena said, raising her hands and stepping behind the chair near her vanity. "Mother, just let me tell you what happened. It happened so quickly. I... I am not even sure, but I have been looking and looking. I swear, I would never leave Persephone or put her in danger. I just looked away for a moment, she went over a hill. I wasn't following. I was tired and then when I finally went to catch up, she was gone. Poof... I don't know what magic or powers could do this. Please, you have to believe me."

Her words stumbled from her lips so quickly, she had not noticed she was crying. Hot tears spilled down her cheeks, but she let them be. Let her mother see just how much she hurt too. Though Despoena knew that was useless for Demeter never truly saw Despoena, much like everyone else. Demeter would only see and feel her own pain. She would never consider what it felt like to be Despoena and have the pressure of Persephone's protection stacked squarely on her shoulders. Nor would she understand the overwhelming grief and guilt that Despoena felt. For whatever reason, she could not find the words to explain these feelings to her mother. Yet, her mother was silent. Her eyes were closed and she was listening. "I have looked everywhere I can think. Perhaps we should call Zeus if you do not believe me."

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As Hades entered the room, Persephone turned to him and smiled brightly. With the time that Hades had given her last night, she could feel herself beginning to readjust back into her normal self. It may be a hard situation to be in but it really wasn't like Persephone to hold onto anger for long. She was more of the type to deal out anger and punishments quickly when needed. But now that the moment of anger had passed, Persephone was beginning to meet Hades with curiosity and warmth like she had originally. Because despite being stuck in the underworld, Persephone had, and did, want to give Hades a chance at courting her. She always gave potential suitors a chance. Especially, when Zeus gave them some approval. Though, with the fact that she knew very little, and was always kept away from Hades, made her more curious about him. Hopefully, with the mess of yesterday over, she would find that most of the rumors were untrue. But it certainly seemed that some of them were. Either way, Persephone had to try with Hades. Both because she wanted to, but also because she wouldn't be allowed to leave if she didn't.

So as Hades extended his hand, Persephone took a few steps over to him and lightly laid hers on top of his. Unsurprisingly, he was a bit cooler than she was. But almost everyone was. "Breakfast would be great. Could we have pancakes? Or is there something that you normally eat in the underworld?" Persephone said as she followed Hades out of her room. As she walked, flowers bloomed where she had been. And now that she was in a better mood, they were full grown. Though, looking back at them, it was interesting to see that some of them were the flowers she had seen yesterday in the gardens. Persephone had wondered if she would be able to make them grow the same way and it seemed she was able to. But she needed more time on them, as she thought they weren't as radiant as the ones she was used to. Though after only seeing them once, she was satisfied for now.

Turning her attention back to Hades, Persephone moved in step with him as they headed to the dinning room - or rather where she assumed they were heading to. "I noticed yesterday that the Underworld has it's own wildlife here. I suppose that I should have expected that...but I was told that nothing grew down here." Persephone told him. "If I wanted to see more, is the garden that I was in yesterday the best place to go?" Since Hades had said she could move around the Underworld freely, she assumed this wouldn't be an issue. Besides, Persephone knew that she would need to find her own things to do when Hades was busy. And despite all of the rumors, one thing was known as a fact. Hades was almost always busy.

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With Despoena bringing up Zeus as an option, Demeter was quick to grab onto her daughter roughly and transport them to Zeus' court. This was not a matter that could be kept away from Zeus. It was not often that a God or Goddess would go missing. And if they were, it was often considered an emergency (of course, this was dependent of whether or not they were known to disappear for days at a time). But with her daughter missing. With it being her precious Persephone. Surely, Zeus would be quick to act despite it only being a day.

As soon as Despoena and Demeter landed in the court, Demeter threw Despoena arm down roughly, and almost in a way of disgust. "Zeus!" Demeter called out, a mixture of pain and anger showing through in her voice. As they waited for him to show, Demeter turned to her daughter. "You better hope that Zeus knows where Persephone is. Otherwise, I will ensure that he deals out the harshest punishment for your incompetence that led to this!" Demeter snapped at her before turning and calling out Zeus' name again. Normally, most were patient when it came to calling the God, but Demeter was not one to be patient, especially not in this state of mind.

At the second call, Zeus transported into the court. He took a moment to look at the two Goddesses, assessing the anger and tears that was being held by each of them. Though it was easy for Zeus to determine what this was about, Persephone. After all, he had given Hades his blessing and permission not too long ago and his brother was known to work quickly. However, he had to pretend as if he knew nothing, both to give Hades time, but also to ensure Demeter's and Despoena's anger would not be pushed at him. After all, Zeus still needed the Goddesses to do their jobs at the time being.

"Why do you call me, Demeter?" Zeus said as he slowly made his way towards the woman. Though once Demeter was asked, she was quick to respond. "This-this lazy irresponsible girl lost my Persephone. Says she has no idea what could have happened to her, how she could have possible disappeared!" Demeter then snapped back at Despoena, rage in her eyes. "But Persephone would never run away. And how could Despeona not sense who took her! She must be lying about something!"

As Demeter was getting ready to say more, Zeus lifted up his hand to silence the goddness. "Please Demeter, I will need to hear Despoena's side of the story. For as of now, it seems that Persephone is truly lost. But you know Despoena will not be able to lie to me." Zeus looked over at Despoena, still calm despite the situation. "Despoena, tell me what has happened, and what you have tried to do to find Persephone."

(In Ancient Greece, they actually had pancakes! :O I literally just looked it up. )

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Hades smiled as Persephone’s fingers touched his calloced hands for it seemed she was willing to do her best in this arrangement and what more could he ask for? Hades walked, hands linked with Persephone’s, at a much slower pace then when he crossed these floors just moments ago. “To be honest, I’m not sure. I don’t eat too often, a pomegranate during the day and a steak at night seem to suffice. If you desire pancakes then you will have them.”

It only took a moment, a request sent without words as they walked. Yet, in this moment, he felt guilt. Did she know? If she ate, she would have to stay with him. The Underworld was special, so special that once you committed to it, even a little, it would swallow you completely whole. Did she know? Did it matter? Either way, when they arrived, there would be fresh pancakes awaiting them both. Perhaps Persephone would help Hades to indulge a little and work less, but he was not sure if she knew of the costs. “There are many beings here, Persephone, both plants and creatures. The Underworld is its own dwelling like both the land and the sea. That’s why it was given to me when my brothers and I split the world apart. There is so much to see,” he said, pushing through the door to the dining area. “But, yes. I would imagine that garden will be your favorite, but there is always more,” he added, pulling out the chair for her.

He sat across from her, picked up his utensils, but paused to watch her. She was delicate and her hands moved gracefully as if every movement of hers was a dance. She was gentle in her movements and her words, caressing each subject like the wind touches the skin. “Those were the souls of children that bloomed. Each soul will give life to another plant. It’s a little different than what you’re accustomed to. Perhaps a new power to harness,” Hades said, raising his brow suggestively.

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Despeona jumped when Demeter moved quickly, grabbing onto her arms and pulling them through time and space. She felt a little nauseous once her feet hit the ground for being transported without her own consent and use of power made her a little sick. When she hit the rough, but cold marble floor of Zeus court, she glanced up at her mother with tears blurring her sight. She knew her mother would be angry, but a small part of her longed for compassion. Despoena was also her daughter and yet, she was being treated like a criminal. She rubbed her arms where her mother grabbed and stood very slowly behind her. She felt nervous especially about bringing Zeus into the matter, but Demeter was relentless and angry. Despoena stood warily behind her mother as Zeus appeared in front of them.

It was Depoena’s ego that Demeter attacked first: lazy, irresponsible, girl. Despoena was anything but. She worked constantly, she handled the secrecy of the Greeks and she was not a girl, but a Goddess. Her stomach was sinking lower and lower into her chest for any love her mother once had for her was now gone, shoved under her grief and fear for her dearest Persephone. Despoena dropped her eyes to the floor though she herself could not figure out why she longed so desperately for her mother’s approval. It was only when Zeus spoke her name that she looked up and wiped the tears from her face.

“I..” she began, taking a step forward though away from Demeter. “I was with Persephone in the fields to bring Spring. She was dancing and having fun. She was completely herself. We were sitting in a tree and talking. She said she needed to finish these fields and told me to just wait here. So, I did. She went over a hill. I couldn’t see her and when I went to see what took so long, she was gone. It had only been but five minutes, but she was gone.”

Her voice started shaking though she longed for control of her feelings. She felt as if she was proving her mother right, crying like a child. She was not a child and she was more powerful than both her mother and her sister. Yet, she was always second best and always judged the harshest. Why would today be any different? She let her hands rest against her stomach, a feeble attempt to steady herself.

“I panicked, I ran the fields. I called Apollo to help. We went to almost every suitors home we could think of. Whoever took her had immense power. I can’t track her. I can’t feel her. I couldn’t even feel the energy that should have lasted moments after she was taken. There’s just nothing. She vanished,” Despoena finished. “I am truly sorry to you both. Persephone is my sister. I love her. I can’t begin to explain the guilt I feel. I will do anything,” she said, her last words coming out like broken breaths.

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(Does all food in the underworld cause Persephone to be stuck or is it only food from the garden?)

Once they were sitting in the dinning room, Persephone sat comfortably in the chair as she watched Hades move over to his. She looked at him for a moment, a gentle smile on her lips before beginning to get herself ready to eat. After picking up her utensils, she placed a few pancakes on her plate. They smelled amazing and she was rather hungry. At least one of the nice things about being a Goddess, was knowing that all food they made appear would taste absolutely delicious. Though she could feel Hades eyes concentrate on her, and she couldn't help but look up from her meal and at him.

"Well I suppose none of us really need to eat at all. Though there is a certain pleasure in it." Persephone laid her napkin down on her lap. "At least there is at Olympus. Social eating is more about getting together than it really is about the food, well at least for most of us." She let out a light laugh. "Dionysus always shows up just to find a drinking and eating buddy, but he is always doing that." She gave him a small shrug. "I mostly have meals because it is something to pass the time with, and there is not a lot to do at home with all of the...restrictions put in place."

Persephone cleared her throat a little, deciding that it was probably best to talk about something else - something besides her mother's rules. They may not something she agreed with, but it also did not feel like a good topic with someone that she honestly did not know that well. Besides it probably wasn't best to make Hades think that he was doing her a favor by moving her from one trap to a larger one. "It would be interesting to be able to harness that power. I think I would be able to master it, well at least the plant part of it. I have never dealt with souls before though, so that may prove to be a bit complicated. Plus since they are children's souls, I would want to be cautious about accidentally hurting them - if it is possible to hurt them in that form." She let out a small hum as she started to cut her pancakes. "Well I would like to head back to the garden today. But I also want to explore the Underworld completely so I probably won't spend much time there." She was sure that there was plenty to see in the Underworld, and Persephone wanted to know it all.

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Zeus was quiet for a long moment after Despeona was done speaking. He was deep in thought about what his next move should be. Obviously, Zeus was not going to tell either of them the truth. Though he also needed to try and find a way to deal with Despeona without truly punishing her. After all, it was not really the Goddesses fault that Persephone was kidnapped. Expecting her to defend against Hades was ridiculous. Despeona was strong, but she was not three brothers strong. Nor was anyone expected to be, especially since Zeus made an effort to ensure that they were weaker than them. So no, he did not want to punish Despoena. Especially since Demeter was sure to do that no matter what.

Zeus brought his hands together. "There is no doubt that Despoena is telling the truth about what had occurred. This means that there are strong powers at work...someone strong indeed has Persephone." He nodded before continuing. "Though, at this point, it is unlikely that any of the other Gods or Goddesses have her due to Desepoena's search already." He looked to Demeter. "But if you would like to question any of the suitors, that is your right."

Taking a few steps back, he brought his hand to his chin. "But despite this, Despoena your fault can not go unpunished. This was a mistake on your part, and it comes at a dire time for Persephone. For all of us, for it is spring that allows for new life and for food to start growing. Your diligence should not have faltered at such a pressing time. For that, you are expected to lead the search party for Persephone. Daily, and for at least several hours. This you will do until Persephone is found or returned back to us. And if something were to happen to Persephone, expect a truly worst punishment or possible exile to result from it."

"This is allow I will say on the matter until new information arises. For now, I will announce to all that Persephone is missing, so that you may receive help from the others." Zeus then nodded to the both of them. "I wish you luck in finding her." Though as it seemed that Zeus was beginning to leave, Demeter was quick to grab onto his robe as she started to shriek. "That is hardly a punishment for someone who lost a whole Goddess. Surely you can think of a more fitting punishment for her!"

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(In the original myth, it’s all food, but we can adapt obviously we already have!)

Hades sat across from Persephone, offering a gentle smile and some intrigue as she spoke. She spoke like a waterfall today, though not gushing and angry like she was yesterday, but just words tumbling down and down. She had so many questions and Hades wondered how much of the world she has or has not seen. She seemed to be under lock and key and that was when a small part of Hades felt pity. She was so inquisitive and bright and she deserved to know what all Gods know: the world. The reason they were so good at their jobs is because they knew how important their jobs are in the grand scheme of the world. As much as they looked down upon mortals, they’re entire purpose was contingent on their beliefs in them. If Persephone only saw the world in the Spring, how would she understand how important Spring actually was? Hades frowned a little, wondering what her life was truly like.

She spoke of the garden and of exploring and it was this zest for life that Hades wished he had. Perhaps Hades had seen too much of the world and of Olympus. He has seen too much of how the Gods function and take possession of each other, of humans and of their domains. Persephone was so young, for a Goddess, and she had so much to learn. What would she want with an old man like himself? He scratched his beard, lazily cutting a piece of the pancake for himself and popping in his mouth.

“Persephone,” he began, after swallowing, “I think that you should see whatever you wish to see in the Underworld. I only ask you tell me first so you don’t wander somewhere dangerous. For now, I suggest staying in the gardens on the East end and we can venture elsewhere together.” He leaned forward, pressing his fingers to his lips for a moment. “I also feel I owe you an apology. I hope you will not view me as similar to your mother. That was truly never my intention.”

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The silence was palpable and Despond was practically sweating. Her fingers were twisted nervously in the folds of her dress. She looked at her mother, but she was persistently staring at Zeus. It was clear, in her eyes, she longed only for punishment and not for understanding. What kind of Goddess was she to seek only to punish those most loyal to her. Despoena felt a spike of anger and disgust at her mother and her complete disregard for Despoena as her equal and her daughter. Perhaps being exiled would be best for them both. Maybe their relationship was not worth it for she would always pale in comparison to her sister Persephone. It was in that moment when Despoena felt anger at even Persephone and at the situation as a whole. Why was this on her? Why was Persephone’s protection her job? No one protected Despoena.

Despeona looked back up at Zeus’ chiseled features and her anger and nerves mixed. “Yes, I understand,” she said, throwing the words at her mother’s back. She would be able, no matter how unfair it felt, to bear her punishment. “I can certainly handle myself and my emotions enough to continue to spearhead the search for Persephone.” She said, dropping her dress and smoothing it out. She did not want to push her mother too hard, but she was too angry to not push her a little. Her pushing seemed to work for then Demeter shrieked.

“Who are you to decide a punishment, Mother? Who? Who are you to touch Zeus? Certainly you can gain a little bit of control over yourself to work together and find Persephone. Or, are you too daft and stubborn and hateful to actually consider what is best for her?” Despoena shrieked back, throwing her words like daggers; why should she care anyway?

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(In that case, I think that we should have it that Persephone doesn't know, and Hades doesn't tell her. So it is still all food, but there is not indication that she is stuck with a link to the Underworld until she tries to leave. And Hades does not tell her until it is necessary as to not ruin his chances. That way they have a chance to actually get along and Persephone doesn't go bat shit crazy yet. )

Persephone's smile dropped, her face turning blank as she looked over at Hades. Her head tilted to the side as she took a moment to take him in and his words. It was a bit unexpected that Hades would apologize now. Especially since, for the most part, the decision was over and done with. Of course, if Hades really felt regret, he would let her go if she wished. Though it felt it was more of an apology for Persephone being constantly caged in, and less for the act itself. At least, it seemed, Hades was more sympathetic towards her entrapment than Demeter ever was. After all, Demeter never had to trap her. It was done out of fear and a need to keep her to herself. Hades did it out of necessity in order to be given a chance.

So she looked down at her pancakes with a small sigh. "Yes, well, there are definitely some similarities. I don't believe you can argue with that." Persephone said before taking a bite of her food. "Though if your word is true, then all shall be fine. At the end, I'll either be stuck back at home like I was before or I'll be with you, getting the freedoms that I deserve as a Goddess. Anyways, being in the underworld is like a treat compared to home. Less rules here, more places to go, more things to do. And possibility new skills to learn."Really, in comparison, being in the underworld wasn't too bad. There was definitely a chance that it would actually be better than being at home. She wasn't so blind as to not see that. What really was the problem was that it stopped her from doing the one thing she looked forward to all year. And the fact that she knew her sister was going through Hell because she lost her.

Persephone looked up at Hades and gave him a small smile. "And I will stay to the gardens for now, but I do want to see all of the Underworld. And, to be honest, if you don't take me around soon I'll probably have to start exploring it myself." She joked, but she partly serious. Persephone would wait for Hades to show her where was safe to go alone, and where she should probably bring him along. But if he really did take too long, then Persephone would probably start moving around by herself. After all, he had said that she would be allowed to move around freely.

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Demeter let go of Zeus and took two long steps towards Despoena. She raised her hand and slapped Despoena as hard across the face as she could. "I am your mother. I am a greater, stronger and more respected Goddess than you. I am the mother of one of Zeus' children. I used to be one of Zeus' partners. That is who I am. I deserve and demand more respect that you will ever know. So think about that child before you dare raise your voice to me. All you are is a young, foolish girl who couldn't even stop her sister from being taken. Who couldn't even tell us who took her."

Demeter turned back to Zeus, pure fury in her body. ""And I suggest that you rethink Despoena's punishment, and consider a new strategy to bring my our daughter. For if Persephone is not home soon, things will soon begin to be quite desperate and messy." Taking another moment, she looked to Despeona. "You better find her, or I will release hell on you. And don't even try coming home unless Persephone is by your side." With that, Demeter disappeared.

With Demeter gone, Zeus let out a sigh and then turned to Despeona. He knew that this situation was going to be rough on the Goddess. But quite simply, it would be worth it if Hades and Persephone matched. Though for now, Despeona was going to have to deal with a very rocky summer. "I will not be reconsidering your punishment unless something serious has happened to Persephone. Though I highly suggest you find her quickly. For I do not want to even think on what Demeter may do if this continues on. Do you have a place to go for the time being?" Normally, this would not be Zeus' issue. But considering his hand in it all, he wanted to ensure Despoena was taken cared for.

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Hades could not help but notice how Persephone’s lips began to pout a little when she was upset. Her features shifted completely when she was greeted with a negative emotion and this shift was something that truly intrigued him. Everything about her intrigued him for he was hoping that she more than just a beautiful face. So far, it seemed she was eager to be more than her own beauty as well. “I will not deny the similarities, but I hope you can tell that the intent is entirely different,” he added, taking a few more bites. In truth, he would have never ordered pancakes for himself (that was a treat that others desired), but maybe breakfast selections were just something that Persephone could change about the Underworld. He was not sure what her place would be if she were to keep her place here, but he unique perspective could be useful here.

“Yes, well, I will do my very best to make sure that I’m not too busy, but you’ll have to cut me a little slack. I’m a busy God,” he said, with a chuckle. He finished his food then, pushing it away for someone else to take. “Whenever you’re finished, I have a few free moments. I can take you somewhere and then leave you in the gardens when I need to return to work. What do you think?” He asked, raising a brow.

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Despoena’s entire body reacted to the force her mother used in her slap. She jumped back, her free hand flying to her cheek to soothe the already burning sensation. She glanced to Zeus, who seemed to be watching with only a mild interest in the situation, before focusing her attention back to her mother. Her anger was at an all time high and she did everything she could to hold back. When her mother turned back to her once more, Despoena opened her mouth to respond, but she disappeared almost as quickly as she slapped her. Despoena let out a frustrated cry.

“Oh, that woman! She acts as if she is so much better than I, but there is so much that no one knows about me,” she spat before looking at Zeus who spoke calmly about her punishment and her expectations going forward. She calmed herself lest she look as foolish as Demeter claimed in front of Zeus, of all people. Despoena said, removing the hatred from her voice, “Yes, I think it might be time for me to move out of my mother’s home if I long to be taken seriously. I will move to a temple I have in Rome and then begin searching again. I’ll go back to the field to start.” She looked at him, quizzically. He was calm and he was kind and these were two words that are not usually associated with Zeus. Despoena wondered if he knew more than he let on, but silenced her own theories; she did not want to try to deflect blame from herself.

“Thank you and I am truly sorry for my hand in the disappearance of your daughter and my sister,” she added before leaving.

She transported herself back to Rome, to her temple with the marble garden, and felt a pang of sadness upon her arrival. It had been but two or three days ago when Persephone graced this very place. She shook her head, pushing past the door to the garden and into the heart of the temple. Past the confused faces of her loyal followers and up into the part of this temple that was made for the rare times she visited. She felt guilt, springing a visit upon them, but what else was she to do? It took only a bit of energy to transport her things out of her mother’s temple and into her home. She wondered if her mother would react or notice at all that she would never again call her temple home; she would never return there (even if she did find Persephone).

In the silence and in the sadness she felt, with her things cluttered in front of her, she took the mundane root and decided to put things away herself. She organized her room and her bearings to allow her time to think. She truly did owe Apollo an apology. She was drunk, angry and scared. He did not deserve the amount of disrespect she threw his way. Once she was done organizing her things, she sent him a quick letter, the best someone as prideful as Despoena could manage: I owe you a sincere apology for my actions and my words. You deserve better. Your help was ineffable to me. Thank you. . With a letter sent and her things put away, the only thing that made sense was to return to the field with only half of it filled with flowers.

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Once Hades mentioned taking her to a new location in the underworld, Persephone pushed her plate to the side and then stood up. "I think that sounds like a great idea. And I am ready to go now." She told him as she walked over to the other side of the table where Hades was. There would always be time for Persephone to eat as she wanted. Though, for now, she did need Hades to escort her around the underworld. Hopefully, this was something that could change once she understood the realm more. As well as understood what areas were safe and what were not. Though for now, this was an unknown place and Persephone didn't want to get herself into some trouble.

"What are you going to show me?" Persephone asked him, as she followed Hades out of the dinning room. She wondered how much of the underworld Hades was willing - and would have time - to show her. While she did want to see it all, Persephone was aware that he was a very busy God. While she did not know a lot about his position - no one ever wanted to tell her much about Hades- she did know it was time consuming. It even caused her to wonder how much time Hades would really have for her. "And I will cut you some slack. Especially since you are so busy." She teased lightly.

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Zeus let out a small grunt once Despoena had disappeared. He had noticed the way that she looked at him, with surprise and curiousness. Perhaps he had taken it one step too far by asking if she had somewhere to go. Or maybe he had acted too calm when told the news. Zeus knew his own temper, but it was not something he wanted to fake. After all, when he became angry, everyone feared. No reason to uproot everyone for this. Especially when it was doubtful that Despeona would question him if she had suspicions. No, he was safe with what had happened and there was nothing for Zeus to worry about. After all, he knew where Persephone was. And he had an relatively good idea on what the Goddesses would do until Persephone was brought back.

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When Apollo received the apology from Despoena, any anger that he had towards her started to clam. He had felt no regret for what he had said that night. There was really nothing that he had done that should have been considered un-respectable. Though now that Despeona had apologized, Apollo did want to see her face to face. To see how she was doing, what happened when Demeter had found place. Plus, he wanted to know if any more news about Persephone had been brought into light.

It took Apollo an hour or so to find where Despeona had gone. Originally, he had went to Demeter's home and was given an earful when he arrived looking for her. Then he headed off to where he thought Despoena may stay after getting kicked out. He went several places, including the temple they had been brought to the other day. Though, being in human form, the mortals did not let him in. Annoying, but understandable considering who's temple it was and the fact that he looked like a mere mortal. Finally he headed to the field that Persephone had disappeared on, just on the chance that she may be there. And Apollo was lucky enough to see her there.

"Hello Despeona. I should have know that you would be back here today." Apollo said as he started to walk towards her.

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Hades was not surprised by her eagerness. If he was stuck in only one place for so long, he too would be curious and excited for the chance to explore. He smiled at her and noted that he was smiling a little bit more than usual, but again, he was not surprised. While her beauty caught his eye initially, it was her zest for life and adventure that caused him to watch her frequently during the day even despite how busy he was. Out of the three bothers, Hades was the only one to never take a mate or a wife. He was the only one who has spent all his years practically alone. He was the most serious, the most hardworking and the only one who was completely and utterly devoted to his job. He had to allow himself this one pleasure or he would not be able to sustain much longer.

He stood and smiled, “Well, we were in Elysion which is where all people wish and hope to be. The blessed fields are to the West. There are many fields and lands and realms here. We are in the center now,” he said, offering her hand his arm so they can walk together. “And five rivers,” he paused. “For the record, I am just assuming you know very little about the Underworld. Please stop me if I am boring you.” The began walking towards the north exist of his palace.

“So, the South is particular is where I would like you to avoid because it’s the land of the dead and shadows. We can go there together and I’d like you to avoid the east as well. Tartaios is the land of punishment. Past is the Gate of Dusk, we can go there another day. But for now, I would like to take you to the Land of Dreams. It is magnificent, but aside from where we are going now, I’d also like you to be careful here. The Children of Night are not particularly pure.”

By the end of his rant, they reached a door, which Hades opened for her and stepped out to lead the way. They walked through a few gardens, but straight down the path. “These are for you as well, the orchids, but you can visit those whenever. One cannot be God of the Underworld without appreciating a little life,” he said, winking at her. They arrived then, after crossing over a short wooden bridge to a large elm tree. The leaves were bright green with something shining clinging to the bottom. “Have you heard of the Tree of False Dreams?” He asked, looking down at her wide eyes and inquisitive face.

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Despoena arrived at the field, which was eerily quiet, and she sighed. It looked exactly the same as it had just a day or two ago. It was half finished with half the field blossoming with colors and flowers and the other half with only green grass. Despoena stepped carefully forward, away from the tree and over the hill where Persephone disappeared. The flowers were perfectly in tact and if she closed her eyes, she half expected Persephone to be calling to her. She sighed, sitting down in the middle of the flowers and taking one in her hands. She twirled it around practically heard Persephone complain about ruining her hard work and hurting an innocent plant. She rolled her eyes to stop herself from crying and began plucking the petals off the flower.

She did feel foolish and confused by how empty and normal this field looked. The sky, however, looked angry as it turned grey and seemed to be mulling over where Persephone was as much as Despoena was. Was it Zeus or Demeter stirring the skies? She was not sure, but she sat in the middle of this field for awhile. She was expected to lead the search, but how could she? She had no idea where to start and she sat here, waiting for a sign or a clue.

It felt like an hour or so when Apollo’s voice broke the silence that settled over. She jumped and turned to look at him, a pile of flowers stacked in front of her and few that she braided into her hair. She usually didn’t adopt this kind of look, but it made her feel connected to Persephone somehow. Persephone always tried to get Despoena to abandon her seriousness and accept her whimsical flowers in her hair. She always said no and in this moment, she would have said yes. Yes to anything at all that Persephone asked. She sighed, dropping her eyes from his.

“Apollo,” she said, her voice sounding strange for being quiet for so long, “I’m surprised to see you here,” she said, turning away from him to look up at the sky.

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Persephone wrapped her hand around Hades' arm once it was offered. She followed him out of the temple of the underworld and into the fields that lead to the different areas of the underworld. As Hades spoke, Persephone looked around in wonderment. There was just so much that was different from the mortal world and Olympus that it was hard to take all of it in. Though she was trying as much as she could. But as Hades spoke, Persephone made sure to continue to listen. After all, she didn't want to just see all of the different places, she wanted to know about them too.

"You are not boring me at all, Hades." Persephone responded, her voice filled with enthusiam and curiosity. "And I really don't know much about the Underworld so it's nice that you're explaining it. Whenever I tried to ask about you are this realm, I was told that I didn't need or that I shouldn't want to know." Persephone looked up at him quickly. "Oh but you shouldn't take offense to that from the others. Most of them wouldn't really talk to me about any of the others because they wanted to talk about themselves instead.You know, suitors..." Persephone gave him a slightly unsure look before beginning to look around again. She knew that Hades was probably aware on how the others felt about him, but she didn't exactly want to remind him of them. Especially not what Demeter would often say if Persephone brought up Hades...Demeter was not a fan, especially since her daughter was seen as life and 'Hades killed what she made'.

Clearing her throat, Persephone started to move on to the other things that Hades has mentioned. "Okay. I can stay away from the South and the East, but I would like to see both of them at some time. And the Land of Dreams sound lovely. If I wanted, could I venture there alone, if I was careful? And what are The Children of Night?" She smiled brightly at Hades little life comment, finding it a bit sweet and rather amusing. As they crossed over the bridge, Persephone's eyes went straight to the large elm tree. For the most part, it looked like a normal tree except for the glean that the leaves seemed to have. "I have never heard of the Tree of False Dreams. Is this it?" Persephone asked him curiously as they took a few steps closer. She wanted to go up and touch the strange leaves, but thought it better to follow Hades' lead.

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As Apollo walked closer to Despoena, he couldn't help but give her a small, sorrowful smile. After the last two days that he knew Despoena had had, it came naturally. Losing her sister, the frantic search, surely a fight with Demeter, getting kicked out...And now he found her sitting in the field that Persephone was lost in, putting flowers in her hair. Which was unlike Despoena. There was a lot hidden about this Goddness, but she was not the type to dress her hair up. And Apollo was sure that she was feeling some grief over the last two day's events.

"Well I got your letter, and thought that I should come see you." Apollo told walked up to stand beside her. For a moment he glanced down at the flowers at her feet before looking up at the darkening sky. Who knew who was causing it to look this way, but he was sure that it must have something to do with Persephone's disappearance. "It took me a while to find you." He told her honestly. "But I suppose you are trying to find some kind of clue as to where she went to?"

Bending down, Apollo picked up some of the flowers that Despoena had placed into a pile. He might as well keep a few, figuring that it would take some time to find out where the Goddness went. After all, none of them will feel spring or see the blooms until she was back. "You know, we will find her, wherever she happens to be, we will find out. It just...it just might take more time than we want it too." Apollo tried to give her a bit of a warmer smile, but his heart wasn't fully in it. The disappearance of Persephone, what was happening to Despeona, well it took his smile away.

He let out a low sigh. "I am assuming that you saw Zeus today. What did he say?" Apollo placed the flowers he had taken into his pocket before putting his own hands into them. At the moment, he could only piece together what had happened to Despoena and Persephone. But he wanted to know as much as possible, so he could help them both. But who knew if Despoena would want to really accept his help.