Hours Before Midnight (Persephone and Hades a PJO based fiction novel)

"Hours before midnight"

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, so as Hades and Persephone.

A/N: This is actually a sequel of Live in Immortality. You better read that first. A friend of mine gave me ideas and he says he's been reading my fics, makes me more overwhelmed to write.

So with no further ado, Chapt.1 below. Enjoy

Chapter 1: A change wouldn't hurt

Just another day in the Underworld. Persephone thought as she heaved a sigh.

She's been awake for a moment now, not in the mood for moving since her husband's arm is wrapped around her slim waist. She wanted to move, toss around and face him but with his tight hold she fears he might woke up. She hated when he wakes up. This whole cycle goes on and on and it's been the same a thousand years had passed.

He wakes up and greets her good morning though there's nothing good about it. Then he'd kiss her and they'd go have a bath together. Then breakfast, another sullen moment when all they do is eat which will actually be followed by an awkward silence. He moves out and goes on with his usual work- judging the mortal souls, leaving her bored all day. Then when the night comes, though no one can really tell whether it's night time or not, they'll have dinner and as usual, comes the deafening silence. They go to bed, he'll kiss her goodnight and then it goes over and over again.

With these, Persephone thought she must do something. Probably a change wouldn't be so bad.

"Hades! Wake up!" she shoves at him; he was badly disturb.

"Wha-hmm?" He budges.

"Let's go somewhere. Take a day off."

Finally he was awakened. Slightly interested on his wife suggestion, he gestured himself to lean against the headboard and face her.

"Seph, you know I still have a thousand souls to judge. If I would take a day off it would be doubled."

Ain't that some shit for just one day. She thought, until she remembered it was summer solstice once more and this meant she would spend another six months with same boring things with her mother. One would be eating cereal. She hates cereal! Then she and her mother would go to the fields to grow some wheat, you know the Agricultural stuff. Then she would wear another one of Demeter's white boring robes that looks like blank sheets. Save the tiara Hades gave her at least she had still dignity left when she faces the mirror.

"Come on, it wouldn't hurt to spend a day with you wife. In case you forgot, I'm off to Olympus tomorrow." She told him with pleading eyes and with distasteful voice. She hates going off each year, same things happens. It goes on and on. It'll be forever. She needs something new.

"Olympus?" He jolted out of the bed and with a click of his fingers. A scroll floated in front of him. Shit! Summer Solstice. Why haven't he know it soon?

Unfortunately, as far as he'd known that he wanted to spend some time with Seph but still he had that banishment job he has to do.

"Please?" Persephone steps out of their bed and move towards him only to rest her chin to his shoulders. She knows him well, a millisecond of silence is a proof he's been thinking hard about it. Though time is means nothing since they are immortals, it is now. At the strike of 12:00 midnight, Hermes would be in the balcony demanding to let Persephone out though mostly at times Hades would ask for more five minutes, a short time to bid his wife goodbye and smooch all over the place.

"Alright, you got me thinking." He faced her. Mesmerized in the view of Persephone- auburn hair, brown eyes and pink plump lips, full mounted breast. She's beautiful when she just plead something from him. He gave up by emphasizing a sigh. She said a soft "yes" but he had heard her silent bliss.

"Give me 5 hours to at least judge mortal souls. Then we're off." Hades told her with a firm voice.

Satisfied, Persephone grabbed him close to give a kiss. He reciprocated. The last thing they knew, they found themselves off to shower.

Two hours had passed. Hades is having some hard time himself.

The line of gloomy souls is long and endless, waiting for them to be judge. But this soul named Ark refuses to go to Elysium, instead he asked for him to be in the Island of the Blest which is odd. Hades makes the decisions not the souls yet this one wanted what's better.

"It's not suicide!" Ark, the soul yelled in correction. "My Lord, I been living peacefully and I haven't harmed anyone. Then I should be in the Island of the Blest."

Hades tried to make the gloomy soul understand his point. He is the Lord of the Underworld after all. His concerns of the mortals got the best of him.

Before Hades could reply, he's sure he heard his guitar being played. It was echoing the palace and it's been like played by a child!

"What in the Zeus-." He muttered. There's no kid. That must be-

On the other hand, Persephone herself is having a hard time.

"This sucks!" Persephone screams her displeasure. She broke her fingernail and not to mention she had broken one of his strings.

There's a dark swirling smoke appeared in the threshold. The smoke vanishes and there stood Hades with eyes wide open.

"What in the Underworld have you been doing?" Hades tried to keep it all calm; he still has the sense in him, Ark was the strangest soul he'd met. He refuses Elysium he better go off to Tartarus! Since Ark's demands is pissing the God of the Dead.

"Having fun whi-."

"You broke a nail of yours, haven't you? And-.

This must've been kidding him. His favourite guitar! He had ordered this from Hermes a century ago after seeing that limited Gibson guitar commercial in Hephaestus TV, and now what! A string within a century old, broken!

Hades tried to laugh at the sight but no! He looked at it and Persephone then the fireplace. The fireplace where the souls kept and the gateway to Tartarus itself.

"What's with the eyes?" Persephone asked suspiciously. Is he scheming to feed her to the souls? Scheming, well she knew that's not his thing but still!

"Feed that damn guitar to the souls. And please do something else would you, my wife? I'm in the middle of judgement of a mind-bobbling case right now. So please, do something less ear hurting." He gave a sigh before he faded in black.

"Well, that wasn't a good idea."

A/N:Well, that's up for chapter 1, not to mention the cliff-hanger there (which I'm not used to do). The second chap. will be up soon (More annoying/annoyed Persephone, a heart to heart conversation, good place to hang out(cough*not meadows*coughPlease tell me is it good or not? Critisms are allowed.

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