Married to the Modern Hades | K.T.H

Chapter I: Son of Hades

Chapter I: Son Of Hades

                                            
       
"F-father?" I called out as i landed on the dark glassy tiled floor, my wings hugged myself to stop me from shivering.

I try my best to stand up and walk towards the large door, my chest hurts a lot. The last time i can remember is me, in a deep sleep when my chest started to ache. I try to ignore the pain but it hits me again and again. It feels like burning every nerve and muscles inside and i lost my control.

My wings sprung out from my back. My eyes shifted into a shade of bloody red and my fangs grew out. I try my best to calm myself but it was driving me crazy. I'm craving for blood, blood and blood. My father didn't explain this to me. All i know is that I'm his son, his one and only son.

The door creeked open as i hear the  muffled screams and cries underneath the tiled floor. My eyes darted below and witnessed the horrible situation down the ground. Dead and lost souls are  screaming and crying for help as they got burned by the flaming fire below.
Men, women and children were there, suffering from the endless punishment.

Large windows with maroon curtains and a dark gigantic throne with moving faces of dead souls was placed at the far center of this hall. The ceiling was endless and I can see the soldiers of hell flying and guarding the above.

My Father, Hades stared at me. His presence was calm yet dangerous. His eyes speaks death and his posture gives me chills. As i blink my eyes, he was already in front of me. Staring right into my own eyes. Dark and cold aura surrounds him and i shiver when i felt  his hands caressing my wings.

"What's the matter, my son.." He asked  me and i fall on the ground, clutching my chest as the burning sensation hits me again.

"Father, my chest... h-hurts." I said and he quickly lift my body up using the dark smoke around him and lay me in a tomb like bed. He harshly ripped off my clothes and stare at my chest.

"You badly need to feed." He said and i stare on the air. I feel his cold hands run through my birthmark, on the right part of my chest.

"Every time your chest hurts. It's because of your needs, your birthmark will  continue to ache as long as you're hungry, starving for blood." Hades explain and i looked at him.

"But there's only one person who can fulfill your needs, who can give you the satisfaction." Hades said and my fangs ripped out.

"Who is that person?" I ask and my hands tightly grip the edge of the tomb.

"Your mate."

I arched my back as my chest hurts again, My wings wildly flapped and i rocketed above, sparks of fire surrounding me. My eyes landed on the woman who entered and was holding a  tray of drinks. Her red tinted lips is so tempting... like blood.

I appear towards her and stare directly into her eyes, seducing her with my acts and tricks. Her dark eyes shifted into blank and i quickly bite her neck, draining her blood out. My wings automatically wrapped itself on the both of us as i feel her body limp, turning into smoke. My breathing goes stable and the pain in my chest reduced for a little bit as her blood fills my mouth, flowing down in my throat.

"Son, let go of the dead." My father said and i unwrapped the wings around me, freeing the woman but now, she was just a dark smoke floating away.

"Even if you drink all of her blood, it will never fulfill your needs. She's not your mate." He said and i walk towards the large window.

I can't see any light of kindness here. We're not in heaven. All i can see and hear is the painful suffering of souls.
A perfect description for hell.