Devil's Witch

Chapter 5: A Sheer Problem

It had been a few good and surprisingly, peaceful weeks since the incident with the Sun. There was not much going on in the underworld, something Myrrhine was thankful for; considering how Hercules kept drawing trouble like a magnet.

First, it was the eternal rivalry between Athena and Ares that almost got all of them killed, and then Phil's trial due to a mistake of Wonderboy; in his attempt to impress an Amazonian. It was at times like that, the witch was thankful the underworld had some peace.

It allowed her to get a break, study more magic, practise and ignore Hades. Speaking of the god of the underworld, he had been pretty...busy the last two weeks. Planning something big obviously, but he did not tell anyone about it; not even the two imps.

Myrrhine did not give it much of a worry and instead, focused on the free time she currently had...until one morning. The moment she entered the kitchen to find something to eat, she found food already prepared.

Only that it was not normal human food and it was not for her, because it was some creepy human-like finger in some sort of sandwich form. The girl stood by the door and blinked, seeing the 'exotic' delicacies. She had been used to it by now, considering the diet of the God she worked for, was rather...peculiar to put it gently.

Upon noticing her, Hades grabbed the plate. "Ah, Myrrhine, baby! Just on time! What do you? Do they look hideous enough?" he asked, bringing the plate too close for her liking.

Pulling a face, she pushed the plate to the side with her hand and walked deeper into the kitchen. "If I say yes, will you stop showing them to me? Whom are they for, anyway?" she questioned, leaning on the wall, hands in front of her chest.

She pushed a few curly strands off her face and kept her blue eyes on him. If that food was for him, he would not have asked for her opinion. So, the simple and obvious answer was the fact that he was preparing them for someone else. The right question was for whom?

"The fates, duh," he said as he let the plate on the counter and moved to fix the chalices and any last details on the table. "I need to ask them about something important and you know how they can be. " he said before he put his best-exaggerated impression. "We do not say the future to anyone"

The witch rolled her eyes, grabbing an apple. It was one of the exotic apples grown especially in the underworld, most specifically in the Elysian Fields. She had free access and she often snuck in there to enjoy some more normal-like foods, when she did not want to go to the upper world.

The moment she took a bite, the three women did their usual sudden appearance right behind her; making her almost choke on the slice of apple inside her mouth. As she coughed, Hades pushed her to the side.

"Ladies, you are right on time! Please, take a seat" he said, putting all his good manners into use.

The three women giggled once they saw the prepared table and took their position, as Hades passed around the finger sandwiches and some other 'treats' he had made for them. Meanwhile, Myrrhine had regained control and was chewing on the apple quietly on the side, watching.

Hades was too busy to remember her and the fates did not seem to care either, too focused on the special treatment being given. The witch could have left, but she speculated Hades' plan would go very wrong, so she decided to stay and enjoy the show.

"Anything for my beautiful ladies. Allow me, to fill your chalices with a little more hemlock" the god said, doing exactly that.

"Oh Hades, you charmer," Clotho said, giving Hades an eye and causing Myrrhine to feel a need to throw up.

She stopped eating the apple, feeling her stomach was not willing to have any more food after witnessing that.

"Clotho... you are such a tease" Hades continued the theatre and Myrrhine realized it was her time to go.