PERSEPHONE
3 1/2 Years Later
"What's wrong with him!" My Husband demanded, his eyes blazing more fiercely than the flames of the entire Underworld combined "What's wrong with our son?!"
"He's dying."
"Dying?" I gasped, my voice wobbly "How can he be dying? He's only had symptoms that correlated with the mortal flu."
Right then my son, my baby boy, coughed up dark blood, his chin covered in the overwhelming mess.
And it wasn't a small amount of blood either.
When I wiped the blood away, the whole handkerchief was covered in deep red blood.
"On the Eve of his fourth birthday, during the risen Blood Moon, he will die" Hecate said, her voice devoid of emotion and sympathy for our baby boy "The son you've both longed and pleaded for will die for the fate of another. Their threads of fate are woven strongly together. His life, for hers."
"But why?" My husband all but snarled "What makes her life so much more special than my son? The Prince of the Underworld?"
Hecate shrugged "I am not a Fate. I do not know."
"Isn't there something you can do?" I pleaded "Can we somehow...postpone his death...transfer his fate onto another soul?" I said, pointing to the wall of souls behind us "There aren't a shortage of souls here."
Hecate stared at me, her eyes blank "There is a spell but I cannot guarantee that it will work."
I looked at my husband and I knew he saw the resolve in my eyes because the same was reflected in his.
We needed to save our son, no matter what the cost.
"Whatever it is" Hades said threw clenched teeth "We'll do it. We just need our son alive and healthy."
Hecate, for the first time since I've met her, smiled at our situation.
Her eyes gained a sparkling look and if it wasn't my son's precarious life dangling in her twisted hands, I would have called the whole deal off.
"This spell, if it does work, will only buy your son time" She warned us "On the Eve of the next Blood Moon, the girl's second decennium, a choice will have to be made. The same choice that was presented today. His life or Hers. I cannot bind their souls again without erasing their individual existence nor can you two interfere again. The Souls whose fate is on the line must decide who gets to live and who gets to die."
"What do you mean bind their souls?" I asked, gnawing on my lip in worry "I thought their fates were already intertwined?"
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BLOOD MOON
Werewolf"Legend has it there is always a reason why souls meet. Maybe they found each other for reasons that weren't so different after all. They were two souls searching and found a home lost in each other. When souls find comfort in one another, separatio...
