Short Stories

Memories

A/N HI everyone heads up some ideas for this chapter have come from my favourite author; Rick Riordan. Cheers Rick thanks for Heroes of Olympus. Enjoy everyone.
-Hylla

The tall girl tossed her Auburn hair over a shoulder glazing before she ducked behind the billboard. She pointed at the large boulders and flicked her hand off to a side the rocks flew from the entrance. She walked for hours until she reached the underworld where she was the only source of colour; her rosy cheeks, her beautiful tanned skin, her eyes a Kaleidescope of greens, yellows, oranges, blues and greys.
It was impossible to see or find the suffering in her eyes of beauty and her lips redder and sweeter then any strawberry, but it was there, hiding in the depths of her beauty, willing to crush her in an instant, overwhelming her with grief and lost love. She was a strong girl and that was all one needed to know. She had no desire or intentions of letting anyone see her misery and grief that she held in her young body held beneath the surface. She locked it all away, she was ashamed of her past and wanted to hide it and herself from the world.
Hades placed a hand on his daughter's shoulder and looked into her eyes a mixture of suffering, pain, fear, distrust, but what surprised the God of the dead most was the hope and strength that shone in his daughter's eyes. He was proud of her, she was stronger than anyone.
"Please father, this is the last time; I promise. I want to say goodbye and finally move on." She asked softly, quieter than a mouse, but prouder than any eagle and louder than any loin.
"Lost time Bianca, you can't replace it with this, this isn't anything, Jaz and your mother aren't what they used to be. This is the last time I ever want to see you here. Go on, say goodbye. Jasmine and your mother are dead let them live on in the underworld. You remind every deceased soul of there past human life, with your multiple visits I have been losing control of them and they have been trying to escape. This is the last visit." Hades voice was dark and grim, as well as gentle and firm. Hades gently reached for his daughter's hand. Her petite hand fit his larger, more bulky and worn hand as if both hands were puzzle pieces. Hades led his daughter passed the fields of punishment where the damned souls angered words on blood curdling screams as they endured their punishments.

Hades led his daughter to the river Lethe, he watched his daghter seat herself gracefully into the boat as they flowed throght the river
Lethe. Bianca's white flowery blouse and her soft hair fluttered around her as a small gust of wind blew past her seeping life into the deceased souls. Bianca's very existence was as powerful a goddess and brought hope to those in elysium, the blessed souls who gave their life to save another.

Two familiar figures danced gracefully to the music that was playing, sweeter than any pomegranate the blessed feasted on. The taller figure picked up the smaller and twirled her in circles above her head. Tears formed and dug rivers in Bianca's delicate cheeks seeing her mother and little sister knowing she could never see them again for decades. Hades couldn't tear his eyes from his family, alas he was a god and Jasmine and Bianca, his only daughters were demigods. Hades knew half on his DNA, everything that he was had brought early deaths, had gotten his daughter's hunted down by the most awful monsters from Tarturus. The Nemean lion had taken Jasmine and his past love's lives. Now Bianca was all there was left of his family. He watch her as she tried to keep her cool, she was so strong but yet she was weak. She needed someone to believe in her and give her hope. She was trying to be tough for him and her family, he knew she needed someone.
Bianca walked boldly amongst the dead her, head high. She unsheathed her celestial bronze sword and all of the ghosts flew back, hissing at her sword. She walked among the blessed through the path they had cleared for her, resuming their original positions once she had passed them. Jasmine turned around and the 5 year-old's face lit up at the sight of Bianca. Jasmine ran to her older sister's arms. Just as they were about to grasp each other in a hug. Jasmine and the underworld disappeared and Bianca woke up to see the familiar sight of her bedroom at her foster home. A familiar face loomed over her. Grey smoke swirled around Hades's tall figure. Hades reached out a hand in front of Bianca. Bianca's small hand grasped it slowly.
"Hurry my daughter, we must leave before your foster mother awakes. You shall forever live with me in my palace in the underworld" Hades pulled his petite daughter close and wrapped his daughter in his cloak. With a loud bang and a snap the two left, erasing all memorie of Bianca D'Angelo. As she lived immortality in the underworld with her mother, father, and little Jasmine. Never aging, never dying.

A/N: So how was it? If you ever want to give me story ideas post them in the comments below leaving the age, name, gender, appearance, and other information about your character you think I would need to write about your character.
Love you all
-Hylla ☺