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Ch 8: A Shadow of Before

(A few months later.)

Zeus swallowed nervously. The winter solstice would be happening soon. During that time, all of the main gods, including Hades would have to attend the solstice meeting in Olympus.

But something was wrong. He had felt it for awhile now. His brother was not well. He could feel it in his soul, screaming that Hades needed him. Needed his help.

But afraid of the premonition, he had passed it off as a fleeting feeling, putting it to the side.

But now it was a week before the winter solstice meeting. One of the largest, most important meetings of the year. He was afraid to face his brother again, but he knew he had to. He had to find out what was wrong before the date was here.

Zeus teleported to the Underworld, using the same air teleportation magic that all the other gods did.

He knew his brother used a different type of teleportation, one that didn't require dissolving into air and traveling at the speed of light. Instead, Hades teleported through time and space, a much more dangerous way that no other could succeed in pulling off.

Zeus appeared at the gates of Hades's palace. But for some reason, he could not sense his brother inside. He squinted his sockets in concern before tuning his magic to sense Hades's location.

Surprisingly, he was very far from his palace, almost near the edge of Tartarus. Zeus shuddered.

Tartarus was the place for the most wicked. Unspeakable terrors existed in its depths. So horrible that even the gods were afraid to go there. But he shook away his fear, teleporting quickly to the location he sensed his brother.

It was not in Tartarus, but it was close enough that he could see the gaping black entrance of the place far off in the distance.

Zeus looked around at his surroundings. He was close to the edge of a rocky cliff, but there was a thick layer of fog everywhere. It obscured his vision. But fortunately, it seemed that the ground was relatively flat with no obstacles to hinder his steps.

"Hades?" His voice echoed across the cavern, his question bouncing back to him over and over. From where he stood, it looked like the cliff dropped off into black nothingness. Even as a god who could not die, he knew that he didn't want to fall down there.

The place was making him nervous. It was so quiet; there was no whisper of shades as they walked past or even the sound of lava boiling, like in the other parts of the Underworld. There was just complete silence.

He straightened a little. Zeus thought he had heard something. He strained his non existent ears to hear.

"Zeus.." His voice echoed over and over throughout the mist. It was quiet, merely a whisper. But it was there. He swallowed anxiously. This was getting extremely creepy.

"Hades, it's me! It's your brother!" He cried into the fog. The voice was coming from all around him. He didn't know where to look. It was making him extremely nervous.

A vague form appeared at the edge of the cliff in front of him. He could barely see it. It almost seemed like it was apart of the mist. But it was unmistakably his brother.