MAKARIA
Classes were canceled, students were scattered around campus—anxiety filled the place. I never thought that I'd see Zeus' creation scared for their lives before—maybe because all the ones I met before lived in Mount Olympus, so they knew they were safe and could never die—or maybe because these were only half-angels.
Well, not all of them.
The group took me to a new room—a hall where they'd been spending their time there to come up with plans on how to contact me to save them.
Hades made it easier for them.
The real question was, why did they need me to save them? I was a demon, not Zeus. Zeus should help them.
"He never answered our calls." Ares replied with a frown. He was half-angel, so it was harder for him to comprehend why his god never answered his calls. While all supernatural beings answered Zeus, Zeus only cared about angels even if he didn't say so.
"Of course, he isn't." I muttered. I paced around the room trying to come up with a way to tell them that I cannot help them, but I couldn't. I couldn't do that to them.
Suddenly, I stumbled upon either a great idea, or the worst idea to ever exist.
"Guys..." I gained their attention. "So, here's the plan. I will take one of you guys with me to hell...or heaven, depending on where she is, find Rosalie, and let her posses your body, then bring her back here to undo the fucking spell she casted on this ugly land, capiche?"
They all looked at me as if I grew two heads, which was probably much better looking than my demon form. I guess.
Helen and Hector laughed, while the rest kept a straight face, blinking hard as if they're barely thinking.
"That's insane." Helen replied.
"Do you have a better idea?" I asked, lifting my right eyebrow.
"Well, I thought you'd help us by fighting them off." She said, offended.
I chuckled. "Helen, while I appreciate you having so much faith in me and believing I am so strong, I'd hate to disappoint you, but I am not that strong. I could fight half of them at once, but the rest of them would've wiped you all with one swing."
"So much for having faith in us." Hector mumbled.
"Well, I don't." I fake-smiled.
Ares got up from his seat and walked towards me, "So, what's the plan?" he asked.
"Well, we still need some help." I said, regretting coming up with that stupid idea because I had to speak with Eros to find if Rosalie was in heaven or not.
The next day, I sent a mental signal to Eros, hoping he would receive it. It was hard for me to contact him because I hadn't done it in centuries, but I pulled it off because in the next few minutes, he appeared in front of me with the widest smirk someone could ever have.
"When I received your signal, I couldn't believe my ears." He said in a flirtatious manner.
"Neither did I." I glared at him. Why did I contact him again?
"I am assuming you didn't contact me because you missed me."
"Of course, not! Are you stupid?"
"Thought so, then what is it?" he asked with a smile.
This time, Penelope entered the chat and told him what we needed, which made Alexander go crazy because they were fighting. I sensed that she wanted him to get jealous, so I let her.
I assumed Eros was going to flirt with her, but he didn't.
He kept looking at me.
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Hades' Huntress
FantasíaMakaria is a demon in hell-a royal demon to be exact, and the youngest daughter of Hades. She is a very powerful warrior, trained like a soldier to fight Zeus' army from a young age. But when one powerful demon, who has been imprisoned for eons, esc...