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Aphrodia.

That was her real name. Aidon stared at the girl sitting on the bed, curious of all the information she was receiving from the Moirai seated before her. His interference had broken the little connection between the 3 goddesses and the young untrained heir.

He had to admit, she was beautiful. But he could not grow to love her and he did not know why. I'm destined to, aren't I? He would ask himself often. There was no way his first love, Kylie Anderson would come back. Might as well move onto the immortal goddess he was meant to be with in the first place right?

Wrong.

No matter how much he tried, he could not look at her with anything but hate. She was what her mother gave, and her mother had been the reason why his father had killed his beloved. Technically speaking... He killed her himself. Just like his father had warned him he would. His great aunt Aphrodite would often claim she had nothing to do with the boy. That she too was waiting for her daughter and her nephew to unite. So if Aphrodite was not to blame; who was?

Her daughter of course.

He knew she had the ability. Her strengths surpassed her weaknesses. She was, after all, the cousin of his own father. She would have the capabilities of his father and uncles.

His father. Hades. How much he hated his father, it could not be measured. He had caused Kylie's death.

Then again... Maybe Aidon should have listened when his father first warned him that he would.

He still had no right to meddle with a life. What had killing Kylie given him? He lost his own son when he cast him away. The son he was trying so desperately to save and protect. But Aidon could take care of himself. He didn't need his father anymore. He despised what he was. He was torn, broken and a lot of other things. The fact that he was immortal only pointed as a burden to him. His suffering would never end. 

One thing was for sure; he was fucked up.

He had to take one look at a mortal to see when, how and why they would die. One look said it all. Even without looking, when death was near, he could sense it. He would feel it.

He would know it.

His father was cruel. Turned bitter ever since his son left him. Gory deaths were his new thing. Aidon tried doing all he could to prevent mortals from going through such pain.

He almost never failed.

Mortal lives never meant anything to him. Until Kylie passed away.

He looked at the 3 Moirai. Out of the three, his eyes landed on the oldest one menacingly. He glared at her hard as she stared at him with a stern look. Atropos, the Moirai who cut the thread of life. She contributed in killing his beloved. She could have tied her thread to his, making her someone immune to death.

But she didn't.

"Leave." He said to them quietly. The harshness in his voice was meant for Atropos but Lakhesis could sense it as well. The young woman stood up first, her throne fading away to nothing. She took Klotho, the young baby into her arms.

"I shall see you soon, Lord Aïdoneús." She said calmly before she took a step, disappearing into a cloud of glittering blue which turned to mist and faded away. Atropos eyed the boy cautiously.

"I said; leave." Aidon took a step into the room. Atropos chuckled.

"You can't scare me child." She gave him a weak grin. "You're lucky nothing can break your thread." She laughed harder as she stood up and repeated what Lakhesis had done and left.

"Lucky huh." He spat.

"Yo-you!" Dia began. "I almost knew everything!" She shrieked, getting up.

"They would have never told you." He strode towards her and froze, towering over her. "Remember when I said I could absorb colour?" He said to her softly, his voice husky but exuding a type of anger. It scared her. He knew it did. "Well I can absorb light too." He finished as his eyes bore harder into hers, draining the light source. He knew that her world was slowly fading to black and that it scared her.

"S-stop!" She was growing weak. "Stop it jer-" she froze when he grabbed her.

"Stop your whining and quit pretending to be a basic bitch. It does not appeal to me." He hissed.

"What, do you think I was born to please yo-" she began in her bitchy tone. She certainly needed to change that.

"Were you not listening to the Moirai?!" He growled. "You are tied to me by fate. We cannot avoid it. I have accepted it now. If you're going to be with me, you might as well change yourself to suit my preferences." He sighed, calming down. How did she always manage to get him so worked up?!

"Stop pretending to hate me." She said softly, her voice seductive and enchanting. It pleased him to hear it. The bitchiness was gone and it was soft and melodic. Now this, he didn't mind living with for eternity. In fact, he didn't mind growing used to it. This, he liked.

He released her and began to walk away as the light returned to her eyes. She blinked hard at him as he left, slamming the door shut behind him.

He needed to calm down. Did he just find her attractive? Because he certainly wasn't ready to accept her yet.

Not yet.

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Dia walked into the school in her usual nature. All eyes fell on her as she exited out of Aidon's car. Aidon calmly followed her in and all eyes landed on the two. Immediately, the gossip began.  But Dia soon crushed it when she met up with Aidon's cousin, Idon.

Idon said something which made Dia roll her eyes and laugh. He walked past them and headed off to find Phaeton. In the hands of Idon, Dia would be safe. Phaeton sat on his seat, munching away on one of his famous ambrosia cookies. Aidon strolled in and took one of the cookies.

"She knows now." He took a small bite as he sat down on the chair. "The Moirai visited last night. I wanted to strangle Atropos to death."

"You make me laugh." Phaeton chuckled.

"Ironic isn't it, being the son of Death and not being able to take away lives."

"You cannot take the life of an immortal you must know this. It can't get simpler than that." Phaeton put his cookie down. "How're things with Dia?"

"Aphrodia you mean." Aidon stared out the window. "I don't know."

"Still feel nothing?"

"Am I meant to?" Aidon sighed. "The fates never said that we would actually be in love."

"Oh trust me, Lakhesis cleared that out for me."  Phaeton seemed preoccupied. "You're definitely meant to fall in love..." Phaeton was definitely in his own thoughts. "Damn that woman's worth worshipping for." He muttered under his breath.

"Who?" Aidon raised an eyebrow.

"Lakhe-" Phaeton froze and stared at Aidon as both their eyes grew wide in realisation.

"YOU SLEPT WITH LAKHESIS?!"