Rise of the Dead

  The moans and groans of the mortal souls traveled into Hades’s palace. He sat on his throne frustrated from the commotion the souls were making, “Those souls are getting on my nerves, they are getting louder and louder by the minute” screamed Hades, as he walked out of his palace to check out what was going on. Hades patrolled around his dark, gloomy realm, checking on the souls. Some souls were familiar; they’ve been here for thousands of years, some souls he didn’t recognize. All the souls had the same emotionless expression, but something was out of place. Hades didn’t know what it was, but something was wrong.

  At that precise moment, Zeus felt it too. Something is wrong, he thought, as he paced  around the majestic Mount Olympus. Zeus was lean, muscular, and brave. He had the looks and characteristics all men dreamt of, such as bravery, but today, he wasn’t feeling it. He pondered around the spacious courtyard, with a worried look on his face. It can't be a coincidence that something feels wrong, Zeus thought. He had lived so long, and almost never, had he had the feeling of being threatened. He summoned all the major gods including Hades for an emergency meeting at Mount Olympus. The gods arrived and sat in their places, wondering what was going on. Except for Hades. Hades never arrived at Mount Olympus. 

  Back in Hades' palace, Hades was petrified. He had the gut feeling that something went wrong, and his guesses were proven right when he perceived the disaster before his eyes. Never before had the souls done this, never since the beginning of time when Hades started to rule the underworld. "Oh no, god, brother ZEUS! THE SOULS ARE BREAKING OUT OF THE UNDERWORLD!" Hades watched in horror as the lifeless spirits hammered repeatedly against the roof of the underworld, they were trying to escape from this jailhouse! Patches of rocks and dirt fell through holes in the roof,the banging shook the entire world. The dead souls flowed out of the underworld simultaneously through cracks in the ground like a black whirlwind of distress, fear, and sorrow that smeared the skies pitch black and stained the waters ebony. The underworld was a total wreck, but it was nothing compared to the pandemonium and anarchy above the ground, and Hades couldn't do anything about it. 

   All the lifeless spirits thatescaped from the underworld were flowing between people,  making all sorts of troubles in the world of human beings, and lastly, planning their revenge on gods, whom put them into the hideous underworld. 

<Back on Mount Olympus...> 

"Silence!" Zeus yelled to the gods and goddesses. "We are here to discuss about..." 

 "Zeus, oh my brother!" Hades came flying on his chariot, "Something terrible has happened!" 

 "What is it, Hades, my brother?" Zeus asked Hades in an anxious voice. Please, don't say that my gut feeling was right, Zeus thought. 

 "Oh Zeus! Did you feel anything strange today?" 

 "Indeed, yes..." 

 "I also had this feeling that something was wrong, and, and... It really did happen, Zeus! It really did! They just flew away from my palace! Now they are destroying everything, and, and planning their revenge on us! Oh, my brother Zeus, what should I do?" Hades was trembling so hard that he could hardly even speak. 

 "Calm down, Hades. Calm Down. So who are they?" Poseidon asked Hades nervously. 

 Every god and goddess knew the answer to the question, but they just didn't want to admit the truth. "They... they are the evil spirits!" Hades cried out as all of the gods and goddess went pale.