AN: I drew the three fates above. Lachesis is in the middle, the one with the hood is Atropos and Clothos is holding the spun string. Don't mind my terrible art skills and even worse handwriting. ONCE AGAIN IF YOU STEAL I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN. Thanks! ^^
I came back from my next twenty one hour shift wondering if I was doing the right thing. I mean it's my job to help the spirits, so if one died on accident I should probably help them.
Right?
Anyways, what's done is done. I go back to my cottage where the angel is sitting down criss cross trying to sew.
"Ready?" I ask him. He looks up with a start and nods nervously. I take whatever it was that he was sewing and examine it. It looks like a pouch, it has messy knots and mangled string sewn all over it, with a wonky button in the middle.
"It'll do." I sigh surprised at the little progress he got done in twenty one hours.
"I know what you're thinking!" Pit says abruptly "Unlike some people I need to eat and sleep!" I laugh in amusement which annoys him even more.
"Come on! We have to go!" I urge pulling him by his wrist. We set out into the murky underworld. Pit looks around nervously, as he should. I hold out an arm to stop him when we reach one side of the gates.
I walk over to it and look around to see if the coast is clear. Once I see that it is, I beckon the boy over.
We keep walking until I see the lair of the three fates.
You're probably wondering how I'd get them to go with me seeing that they work all the time. Today is their holiday, they get a day off every hundred years or so. Which is another reason I asked the angel boy to do it today.
I had never invited them into my cottage so I was a bit nervous. Though I did just bring some random boy into my house-
That's different!
Is it?
SHUT UP Messorem!
Messorem, meaning reaper, is Hades's way of making sure I don't rebel. We all have someone in us, someone else. Okay not someone else entirely.... it's still us. Messorem always nags at me to make a bad choice, they always give me self doubt.
Messorem is in my oar.
I like to ignore him.
One day I'd love to break my oar.
Clothos's is in her spinner, Lachesis's is on her string rack and Atropos's is in her scissors.
He's using you
NO HE ISN'T
He doesn't care about your story
HE DOES!
No one does
Yes they do!
No one cares about your story
Oh, shut UP!
No one cares about you
I shake my head to ignore Messorem.
"Y/N."
I feel Pit shaking me. My eyes widen realising I was spacing out. "Remember the plan, hide behind those dead bushes, as soon as they get out you go in." I instruct him and he nods.
Here goes nothing.
Pit's POV:
I dive into the bushes. OWW! They're pointy! I sit as still as I can and am a bit too scared to breathe. I mean I AM in the underworld! Where everyone who wants to murder me lives. I hope this works.
I didn't think that Y/N would be so easily swayed to help me. I wonder how she works twenty one hour shifts without sleeping.
It must be hard...
I'm still grateful for her help! Who else will save the world if I don't?
OH NO!
THE WORLD!
Hades is probably terrorising the world! How will Lady Palutena manage without me?! Is the world still okay? OH this is all my fault! If I hadn't saved Pittoo.... NO. I'M GLAD I SAVED HIM! I just hope everyone is holding out okay...
Hades has already taken over the sea...
Y/N comes out a few minutes later with three girls who look about fifteen. One has a dark hood on, the other has a laurel crown and the third one has a spinner (The terrible drawing above.).
Once they are out of sight I quickly sneak towards the door. SNAP! Ooops, stepped on a dead twig. This is nerve-racking! Usually when I'm nervous I have floor ice cream, does Y/N have floor ice cream??
FOCUS PIT.
I go up the stairs feeling really creeped out at the dark surroundings. blackened mirrors and rusted swords litter the walls. The stairs then lead to a wide room with lots of glowing yellow strings, on the rack, on a spinner and on a desk with many scissors.
That must be Atropos's desk.
Y/N told me I'd find my cut string there, BUT THERE ARE SO MANY!
I remembered what she told me "You will feel a special connection to your string."
Okay.... BUT HOW?!
I walk closer to the desk looking for a string that feels special. They all look the same! How am I supposed to-
"pit...."
I stop rummaging through the desk and listen to the strange voice.
"Pit.... PIT...."
It's coming from the floor! I get down on my hands and knees and look around for the thing that's calling me. My eyes fall on a glowing golden string broken in half.
Is that...? Is that my string?
I mean nothing else feels different so it must be!
I pick it up and sit down cross legged. As soon as I touch the two strings I feel something. Like a nudge! I suddenly feel more energetic! Is this the string?
I've found it! I'll be able to go back to Pittoo! Eat floor ice cream! See Lady Palutena again!
"Not yet Angel boy."
"HUH?!"
I look behind me to see Y/N standing in the doorway.
Did I say that out loud?
"They went to visit Persephone." She explains talking about the three fates. I nod then ask her "What do you mean: Not yet?!"
"We're not done kid."
"WHAT?!"
"It's not that easy!" She gives a little laugh still hidden behind her hood.
"We still need to sew it, make our way out of the river styx, battle monsters, make it out and you need to hold up your end of the bargain."
"The bargain?"
"You said you'd ask your precious goddess to grant me the permission to go into the overworld without dying."
"Right."
"You're not alive yet Angel boy." She looks at me grimly-
"There's still ways to go...."
AN:
SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING!
I wasn't at my house and the wifi was bad. I know what you're thinking: HOW WERE YOU ABLE TO UPDATE FF GROUP CHAT BUT NOT THIS?! For starters it was easier and I had ideas for it. Sorry again! Thanks for reading, see you at the next chapter and STAY SAFE!
-Wishiwashi
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