The Rise of Hyromorphus

Chapter two: Helanna

Chapter 2

Helanna’s POV

    I strolled down the long corridors of my fathers kingdom in the Underworld, looking for something to do, or kill.

    I wonder where my dear father Hades is, maybe he night have something for me to do. I rounded the corner of the hall and bumped into a sturdy and muscular chest. Out of reflex I slammed him into the wall, and then looked at the man who got in my way.

“Master Ares,” I said, releasing him from my hold and relaxing my tensed body. His black eyes bore into my red ones. “Hello Helanna,” he smirked.

    “I thought I was done with my training, or perhaps there is a different reason you’re here.” I stated with a grumpy scowl. He copied my expression and pushed me roughly against the wall, I didn’t flinch because I know he won’t hurt me. He is obviously here for another reason.

      “I’m not in the mood Ares,” I informed shoving him away. “I see you’re in a fighting mood, perhaps we can let out those frustrations in another way,” he said, his voice low and husky whilst he grabbed my waist, pulling me closer. Being that I had nothing better, I complied.

      I wrapped my arms around his neck, and pulled him closer. He leaned his head in, his breath already quickening. Hmm, what a guy, can’t even control his hormones. I smirked and brushed my lips softly against his, earning me a frustrated groan. I ran my hands through his short black bed head, and pulled on the little strains causing a moan to escape his lips.

     There isn’t much entertainment here in the Underworld and I always had a crush on my teacher Ares. He’s tall, about 6”2, lean and muscular. He has a strong jaw line, a sharp nose; long lashes, and perfectly shaped eyebrows; and he being the God of war was always strict and serious, his mysterious attitude would cause any girl to drool. How could I not find him attractive?

      When I grew up and started to develop my feminine attributes, I made sure to make him mine. Unfortunately it was only a little crush and I got over hose feelings, as soon as our affair started. In the end we just ended being playmates, he understood of course and instantly agreed. We both aren’t very affectionate and we don’t want a relationship so it worked out perfectly.

      Over time, our little get together’s became regular occurrences; not that I minded, it was a good use of time down here.

     Ares got frustrated with my teasing and grabbed my face in his strong hands and kissed me. It was fast and urgent, and got heated pretty fast. His hands tightened on my waste and then trailed done to my bum. He gripped my ass and pulled me up; I immediately wrapped my legs around his hips. He pushed me up against the wall and started grinding; a small moan escaped my mouth but was muffled by his lips against mine. Our breathing mixed and became uneven. I could feel his excitement against me; a small growl escaped his lips. He started kissing down my jaw; he licked and nibbled my collar bone. I moaned loudly, and shivered in pleasure. He buried his face in my neck and sucked my sweet spot, causing me to moan his name. Wanting more, I started reaching for his belt when I heard someone clear their throat. Ares and I both let out a frustrated groan. He put me down and we turned to the person, or should I say Goddess who so rudely interrupted our make-out session.

    “Hades wants to speak to you, now.” Persephone said, emphasizing on the now. Persephone is Hades wife, who he apparently insisted on having. She is the daughter of Zeus and Demeter; apparently because she was beautiful and gentle, or as my father says as delicate as a flower, Hades kidnapped her from her mother and brought her down here hoping that she would brighten up this dark place. I am not going to go too much into the whole story but I will say we do not get along, because you see she doesn’t want to be down here but is forced but Hades; and about 21 one years ago Hades went off and cheated on her with my mortal mother. She wasn’t too pleased about that. And it’s not that we hate each other, it’s just that we never spoken, I mean would you want to talk to the kid that was made by an affair your husband had.

     I mean at least she isn’t as bad as Hera, Zeus’s wife; every time Zeus has an affair with a mortal, she tries to kill the child. Have you ever heard the story of Hercules, yeah well she pretty much ruined his mortal life.

     Anyways I passed by her, giving a polite nod and headed to where I assume my father is. I wonder what he wishes to tell me.

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Sorry if this one is a little short everyone.

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 A picture of Helanna is at the side