Truth Or Fiction

Chapter Six

Before Macaria could unfurl the scroll in her hand, the eyeball that the Fates had used to leave came floating down into the middle of the room. It spun and spun, almost hypnotizing everyone before it burst into a blast of bright light.

When the light cleared, there were many more people standing in the room than there had been before.

"Hey Jane!" Ben grinned and waved at a smaller girl who looked to be about his age.

"Ben!" Jane smiled. "What are we all doing here?"

"Apparently we're reading about life on the Isle sixteen years ago," Emir told her. "And apparently you brought Chad with you?"

"The Fates pick who they pick," Mal said, having heard the boy's comment. Before Chad could respond, a loud squeal broke out.

"Evie!"

"Dizzy!" Evie squealed and brought the younger girl in for a hug.

"Wait, if the fireball's here does that mean...?"

"Uma!" Celia grinned and rushed over to her sister.

"This has got to be the strangest thing I've ever done," Eugene stated to Kit, the older royals just standing in the room.

"More strange than dueling a horse with a frying pan?"

"Touche."

"If I could read please?" Macaria muttered. "Some of us would like to know what happened to cause storm clouds to cover Lord Hades and Lady Persephone's happiness!"

"...alright."

"Thank you!"

Sometimes storm clouds roll in gradually over time, giving people time to prepare for the incoming storm. However, other times the storm clouds appear without warning; blotting out the sun and drenching the people below.

"That's just depressing," Akiho muttered.

"Yet it's quite nice imagery," Emir nodded. The two boys were tense as they waited to hear just what was going to happen to Mal and her parents.

For Hades and Persephone, their storm cloud was the later; appearing without warning one evening during Persephone's fourth month on the Isle. The two gods had just set Mal down for the night, Hades giving Pain and Panic the orders to alert him should she wake, and the two of them were relaxing in the den.

"Gods...I should have stayed in there," Hades muttered.

"You didn't know," Persephone said, her voice soft as she looked at her husband.

"It was Maleficent. I shouldn't have let my guard down."

"You know, I should bring a baby monitor the next time I'm on Isle," Persephone said, her head resting on Hades' shoulder. "That way, Pain and Panic won't have to constantly monitor Mal."

"They liked it," Mal chuckled.

"You were a baby," Elle pointed out. "How would you—?"

"Because dad probably wasn't yelling at them when they were watching me," Mal said. "Plus I'm sure someone would wonder why mom was buying a baby monitor."

"I think they like it," Hades said, running his fingers through her hair. "Well Pain more so than Panic. I think he'd rather be with his own son."

"Panic has a son?" Jane asked, looking at the other AKs in shock.

"Yep. With Vanessa apparently."