Deaths Little Brat

Trapped By Death

My body was freezing cold, my head ached, my waist was definitely wounded and I'm starving. I've never felt such pain and discomfort. "Where am I?".I thought to myself  before opening my eyes. I sat up and rubbed my strained eyes. "God my hands are cold" I whispered. "You'll get used to it" I heard a familiar voice say. My eyes shot open and I remembered how I got here. This man was definitely someone I knew. He was Hades.

I was frozen. Not because of the cold but because of the pure shock. I was alone in a dark and nearly empty room with Hades the God of the Underworld. He was sitting on a tall black throne so far away which looks to be made from metal. Both arms on the sides and legs spread just staring at me. His skin was pale and his hair jet black, those eyes looked so relaxed. Although he always looked this way he looks so different. He looks dangerous.

"Are you hungry" he said quietly. My body was frozen with fear. I wanted to run but I was trapped inside this room with bars all around me. I can't speak. I can't move. I can't breathe. I've never been more frightened. I just stared back at him. He stood up from his throne that was much taller than him. He looked to be about 5'2 but I haven't noticed how short he was because the last time I saw him I was much shorter. He wore an all black suit and black shoes. Just like every other time I've seen him. He came to visit my father Zues all the time. "What is it?" He asked as if he didn't just kidnap me . He was walking closer and closer. Both hands in his pockets, not breaking the eye contact. I was still frozen with fear. "Do you know who I am?" He asked. He stopped walking but he was still too close. "Yes" i whispered. I don't know how I managed to talk but I did. He let out a loud breath "Good" he said still staring at me. "Are you hungry?"he said..."
"Maybe I can use this as a chance to escape" I thought to myself ." Yes, I'm starving" I said a little louder. My hands frozen on my lap. I looked to my hands to break the eye contact. Below my hands was a black dress. I don't remember wearing this. "Did you change me while I was unconscious" I yelled angrily. That was probably a bad idea but I was so mad. I could feet the heat in my face. "Oh that" he said sarcastically while smiling at his feet. I've never seen him smile before.

"How dare he?" I thought to myself. I searched the room again to try and find my dress but he took a step forward which scared me. My eyes shot back to his. "Oi" he said still smiling. "What" I yelled, at this point I didn't care if he hurts me. "I'll go get breakfast ready, a woman will come in here and give you your dress back. I do hope you don't give her a hard time." He said sarcastically as he walked away from the bed and to the metal door at the edge farthest from my bed. He locked the door after himself. He walked a couple steps away with the key in his hand and whispered loud enough for only me to hear. "After she changes you again..." he said turning his head towards me smiling. "Tell her to guide you to breakfast". "Was that supposed to be funny?" I whispered to myself. As I looked down at the black dress that woman changed me into.