The Savage Child Of Hades

Part-1 Enemies (Chapter 1:Valencia)

Arthur and I never got along too well as we were from worlds apart. He was a bit cranky when he never got his works done but what can I say? His father was the broody king if Hell, Hades. Yes, I, Valencia Silverdale fought with Arthur, Child of Hades. It wasn't my fault that he was telling random about me every single freaking moment. Gods, was he annoying.

"Valencia, I just hope you don't break Arthur's neck in the fight next time or else you'll have to deal with his father's wrath which will drag complete Hell on you" Ella sighed."I dare not to anger Hades but punching Arthur was worth it" I smirked. "Really Valencia? You sure are stubborn." She facepalmed while I continued to smirk. "Ella Black, I would recommend you to pipe down or else because if Arthur's around and hears us backbiting about him, we will be dragged to Tartarus." I smiled.

So the reason why I hated Arthur that much was he treated everyone like his slaves. Just because he was the child of Hades, doesn't mean that he gets to boss around. He was a child of a God but he should be humble and kind not arrogant and bossy.

Wait, was I obsessed with the demon child? Ugh, the more I think of him, more I lose my sanity. His  silvery blonde hair with jet black eyes make any girl but me to fall for him and his tricks.

'Did you understand?' Ella broke my chain of thoughts. 'Huh?'I replied. Not so smart of me. 'Great, you weren't even listening to me.' Ella mumbled. 'It's not my fault that the son of Hades is as broody and "chic" in his own way' I protested. "Well, you are the daughter of Athena and you don't even have an inch of wisdom in you." Ella sighed. 'At least, I am a warrior, Ella so stop complaining about me being irrational.' I sighed. Well, Ella was a hopeless case in matters related to demigods. She was a normal human after all. A human who was a geek for Greek. Heh, a pun indeed. I had this jounal once where I used to write my feelings, let them all out at once in the book.  I sighed and told Ella that I needed a break so I left. 

It was too much for a day at least. It was like my could explode any moment soon. I hated my life and I blamed Persephone, the goddess of life for making my life so complicated. She decided to make my life living Hades by putting her step kid into it. I know, I was a a sadist but I was also somewhat composed.  

'Why, hello there, Valencia, long time no see.' Marina grinned. Great, a child of Posiedon. 'Marina please leave me alone.' I sighed. I really didn't want to deal with her but she was always so pushy and persistent about me. Typical Posiedon child. 'Oh come on, where's the fun in that?' She smirked. 'Why do you care about me? Do you have an ulterior motive?' I asked. 'Classic Valencia. Always suspects people of something malicious.' She rolled her eyes. Her powder blue eyes were never appeasing me. She was kind of the master of the sea but not the master of knowledge. ' you do know that you are important, Valencia.' She grimaced, signing there was a thing on behind my back. 'What for?' I asked. 'Nah, I won't tell you just like that, you have to figure that out yourself.' She smirked and left. Weird, how can one become important over night?

I  trudged home, with anxiety  about the future and questions playing on loop  with Marina's words. As I was walking, I bumped into someone  and I apologised for it. How tired was I? When I reached the place, I went straight to bed 

An hour later, I heard  Ella screaming down stairs, on top of her voice. I rushed down to check on her but it was like she had vanished in thin air. I tore the house apart (not literally, but you get the point). Only Gods could save her now. 

'Surprise!' Ella  spoke. 'What in Hades?! You literally scared the daylights out of me!' I raised my voice. 'I- I am sorry.' Her voice faltered and guilt washed over me. Why was I like that?  But it wasn't my fault that she scared me by just disappearing. 'There's a lot on my plate so please don't do it again.' I rubbed my neck. She then took a step backward, that  face of horror still on her. I scared her, didn't I? I never wanted it to happen but it did. Fates, I hope the cut wasn't that deep.  Mother always told that the first cut was always a deep one  but I didn't know how deep I wounded Ella. I loved her as a friend  and I didn't want to lose her.  

Next day, I was getting ready to go to college, The Kingsley College. I wanted to pursue art since a long time. I loved the paints