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In the far depths of the Underworld, surrounded by mountains, stood a large, dark palace as a storm brewed above it.  Somewhere inside it, the King of the Underworld Hades sat bored and sullen on his black and blue throne when someone came running in from the far length of the throne room.

"Archontas Hades!" a man called out.  "Dýo seirínes échoun bei ston Káto Kósmo!"  [Lord Hades!  Two sirens have entered the Underworld!]

Hades raised a brow.  "Kai aftó prépei na me aforá giatí?"  [And this should concern me why?]

"Den eínai nekroí."  [They are not dead.]

"Hmm.  Kai?"  [And?]

"Édosan ston Cháron to dóro tou tragoudioú kai chrisimopoíisan ti mageía tous gia na kánoun aftón kai ti várka tou néous, dynatoús kai megaleiódeis."  [They gave Charon the gift of song and used their magic to make him and his boat young, strong and majestic.]

Hades' eyes widened.  "...Entáxei, tóra écheis tin prosochí mou."  [Alright, now you have my attention.]

He got up from his throne and turned to walk off the side steps before entering a door in the wall.  The man followed Hades up the stairwell to Hades' Overlook to the top of the palace.  When Hades opened the door to the roof, he looked around.  At the edge of the roof was one of his most prized possessions: The Telescope of the Underworld. 

He got to it and aimed the lens towards the shores of the Styx.  "Poú eínai aftés oi seirínes tóra?" Hades asked.  [Where are these sirens now?]

"Mólis éfygan apó to ploío tou Cháronta," the man replied.  [They just left Charon's ship.]

"...Ploío?"  [Ship?]

"Naí, Achontas Hades."  [Yes, Lord Hades.]

Hades looked through the telescope across the landscape until he saw three black and red sheets with a gray man silhouette on them.   He blinked as he saw the great ship, seeing a young Charon leading two women off the boat.

He chuckled softly.  "Pós chtístike?"  [How was it built?]

"Oi nekroí to échtisan enó oi seirínes tragoudoúsan." [The dead built it while the sirens were singing.]

"Hmm. Aftó eínai to pio períergo prágma pou écho akoúsei poté, allá touláchiston o Charon faínetai charoúmenos," Hades remarked as he zoomed in on Charon.  [This is the strangest thing I've ever heard, but at least Charon looks happy.]

When he adjusted the lens, he saw the two women in question.  One had long, curly white hair while the other had long, wavy red hair.  Hades hummed as he studied their bright faces.

"Faínontai oikeía. Pou ta écho xanadeí?" he asked himself.  [They look familiar.  Where have I seen them before?]

Charon went to his knees before the women with his palms placed together before bowing, obviously in thanks for his new ship and his renewed youth.  This made Hades chuckle softly.

"Loipón, prépei na eínai pragmatiká xechoristoí gia na prokalésoun tétoia synaisthímata apó ton Charon," Hades surmised.  [Well, they have to be really special to evoke such feelings from Charon.]

"Ti thélete na kánete me tis dýo seirínes?" the man asked.  [What do you want to do about the two sirens?]

Hades grunted.  "Kápoia néa pliroforía gia ton mávro lýko pou írthe sto vasíleió mou?"  [Any new information about the black wolf that came to my kingdom?]

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