The Fate in Our Hands: King of The Titans

There you have it

XIX. There you have it

"Looks as if those three will finally find out that it had not been me who was behind all of this." Hades said in a partly relieved tone, he really could not enjoy the thought of his won innocence when this meant that their father gained enough strength to break free from his prison and the thought of triumph sounded bittersweet to his mind. When turning back to the book and spotting the first line he groaned, he was starting to regret not having left the room and told someone other to read instead.

"Hades..."

"Don't worry grandmother Persephone, his reaction kind of has to do with how the chapter starts." Henry told his grandmother while his grandfather took a deep breath and continued, though his voice sounded pained.

Imagine the largest concert crowd you've ever seen, a foot ball field packed with a million fans.

"Please tell me that this is the whole of the Underworld." Hades groaned while Poseidon blinked, he only had a number similar to this and higher when he also counted the sea creatures into the line of his subjects and not only the merpeople, water spirits and Cyclopes.

"Erm...not exactly...that was kind of only Asphodel...well partly, he did not finish with the comparing..." Nathan said carefully while being sure by the way the god's eyes widened in panic that they have a good chance to see what he turns into if really panicked and if not yet, then surely after he finds out that his son took a trip through Tartaros. He was really starting to feel even more sorry for the grandfather of his co-praetor, he had really to much work on his hands.

"I..." Hades did not even continue, but turned to his nephew. "Dionysus, could I please have a bottle from your strongest wine?" he asked, but after a glance at the book he looked up again. "Make that three" he corrected himself while looking at the blinking god.

"Now you are acting all over-dramatic and in a worse way then Zeus, because you will try to get drunk." Demeter scolded her brother while Persephone wanted to snap at her, that it was not like her husband to get drunk, but he needed something when things become terribly stressful and his reaction to the book worried her.

"Are you the one responsible to take care about everything down there or me? No? Then please stay by your cereals and wheat and leave me to try fixing the mess you all tend to cause in the Mortal Realm." Hades said testily while three bottles of wine appeared together with a drinking horn. "Thank you." he said while those who did not know what caused his reaction or about his daily duties looked at him worriedly.

"I think grandma forget the little fact that usually when you desperately want to get drunk it never works." Lance whispered to Misty, their dads had tried after uncle Chris informed them that he is getting married to aunt Clarisse, they had spent almost the whole night drinking and were in the morning still stone sober and demanded from poor Mr. P why that was.

Now imagine a field a million times that big, packed with people, Now imagine a field a million times that big, packed with people,

One could almost hear again the crashing sound of jaws hitting the floor as all eyes slowly travelled over to the Lord of the Underworld who had a pained look on his face.

and imagine the electricity has gone out, and there is no noise, no light, no beach ball bouncing around over the crowd. Something tragic has happened backstage. Whispering masses of people are just milling around in the shadows, waiting for a concert that will never start.

The music fans were still mulling over the number comparison to react in any way to this statement.

If you can picture that, you have a pretty good idea what the Fields of Asphodel looked like.