The Secrets of Death

chapter four - unwanted welcome party

A/N ok I have done as much editing as I could. so yes there will be mistakes just like there has been in the other chapters but don't hate me please. this is the longest chapter I have done so far so please enjoy it and do us a favour and comment on the book so far and vote!!!!!!

Tomorra POV

To say that I didn’t know what mankind was like would be a lie. Everyone cheats and lies, no one is pure and honest and worth my trust. Mankind is the offspring of the devils dower’s not the children of god to me. I have been at the hands of them and have witnessed their evil and deceitfulness in all its glory. They told me I was crazy for crying out loud, and in the end I started to believe them in a way. Deep in my soul I knew I wasn’t insane. I knew he was real, but I had no way of proving that to my mother and she was the one after all who threw me away like trash.  I’d be a liar if I didn’t have any hatred for those people but sometimes I think about what would have happened if they had just talked to me, instead of insisting that I get removed from them, and maybe that’s why I’m here. Sitting on a log next to a fire listening to the man who wasn’t meant to be real.  I look down at my hands and twist my fingers around each other trying to understand and take in the small information he has provided me. I knew from our previous meetings that he wasn’t big on talking so I wasn’t surprised when he answered my questions with little words.  I looked up from my twisted hands to look at him. The fire light casted shadows over his face making him look like the dark prince he is. He had raven black hair and black eyes to match, his skin was pale but not like mine, no, I looked sick. He sat motionless on the ground looking at me with curiosity and something else I couldn’t read set on his face.

“So your um…Like the devils kid? Which is actually the God Hades from Greece?  And you have like this power over death? That’s why you were able to let me say goodbye to my dad?” I asked struggling not to cry at the thought of my father. It was my fault he died and I will never be able to forgive myself for that, but I was able to say sorry and beg my dad for forgiveness because of him, and my dad forgave me in the end. I’d watched him walk away from me with a smile on his old face making a bit of the guilt slip away, knowing that he past on happy.

“Yes” He answered smoothly, not taking his eyes off of me.

“And you left because the Fates? It’s the fates isn’t it? Said that they were gonna kill me? Why would they do that?”

“Because you should have died when you were six but I….I couldn’t let that happen. You could see me, I needed to know more” he answered.  In the distance a creature howled into the darkness. My insides began to churn with the unwanted thought of Zombies and other undead things running out of the dead trees eating me up. Shivers ran down my spine and I quickly tried to dismiss the thought but I had no lucky. 

“So – I’m in the underworld. It doesn’t look like I pictured.” I said trying to make myself feel better but trying to get more out of him.

“How did you picture it? I think it is what is expected for the world of the dead” he said with a small smile tugging at his lips.

“So what happens to the souls?”

“That is a story for another day, you must rest, we have a big day tomorrow.” He said moving himself over to a tree and leaning his back against it.

“What are you talking about? Tomorrow you are getting me out of this hell hole and taking me back up to the surface.” I stated firmly crossing my arms over my chest forming a scowl on my face.

What the bloody hell is he thinking? That I was gonna stay here! Yeah he saved me. That doesn’t mean I’m gonna stay here. 

“I’m sorry, but it’s not as easy as that, good night. Cerberus” At the sound of his name the hellhound ( so I’m told that’s what he is and not an ugly screwed up monster) appeared and moved close to me laying down beside me.  “Watch her please” he kept looking at the beast until it nodded in response, reaching out with one of its big paws drawing me closer.