A/N: Last one for now! Finally Complete Yay!!!
Chapter 13
Before I can even blink, I am back on Earth again and in my mother's garden, a few feet away from where she and the demons are. They can't see me yet and I duck down into the bushes as one of them turns around, sensing my presence.
"Wait, there is another."
My mother looks forlorn but moves her head up a bit when they say that.
"Finish me." She cries and I almost run up to her when a woman walks up with beautiful blond locks and blue-green eyes that seem so stunningly familiar. She is wearing a gypsy like dress but glowing like a Goddess.
"We need you alive. You are the bait of course. Any moment now she will be here." The woman says.
"I told you she can't cross over realms like you can anymore. She is not immortal and even if she was, only Zeus, Hades and Hermes are permitted to cross over realms." My mother says to the gypsy looking woman.
"If that were true then we wouldn't have been able to cross realms and she's just reached immortal status." One of the demons says.
"Only because Hecate betrayed me." My mother spit at the gypsy woman that I presumed to be Hecate.
"Did you really think I was ever on your side Demeter?" Hecate says with a chuckle.
"But I am your...your..." my mother can't seem to finish her sentence and looks off in the distance.
Hecate moves close to her and says angrily, "Mother?"
I gasp, nearly falling over myself with shock. How could this be? As I took her in, I realized why she looked so familiar. She looked like the spitting younger image of my mother.
"Yes, well things change when you consume your life into one daughter, Demeter. I could have been everything you could have asked for in a daughter, but instead you choose a rebellious brat who goes and runs off to the first God who has more God-complex issues than Zeus."
"Enough of this Hecate. Where is the girl?" One of the demons purr.
"She's here, hiding in the bushes. Come out little sis. It's time you knew all of the truth."
"No. Kore run!"
Before I can even move, two of the bird like demons spot and grab me by both arms and drag me to the rest of the others and put me beside my mother.
"Mom what is she talking about?"
"Kore I am so sorry." She says hugging me close to her.
"Mommy Dearest over here has been lying to you not just about your identity but the real reason she took your memories away and made you human. The truth is..."
"Hecate stop this this..."
Waving a hand, to mom's lips, she utters, "Uhn Uhn Uhn. Your time to talk is up." Turning back to me, she says, "The truth is you ran away from her after you found out that I was your sister, a secret she had been hiding for eons as I was the "drunken mistake." When you found out, you ran away and with the help of Aphrodite, found your Prince Charming or your Prince of Darkness depending on which Persephone you are at the moment."
"Mom is this true?"
She tries to speak but Hecate must have put an enchantment over her mouth.
Waving her hand again, "Oh yeah sorry about that. You can speak now."
"I'm sorry honey. I should have told you about her."
"Which time?" Hecate says amusingly.
"Both times."
The demon who I recognized as Lillith speaks harshly. "Hecate, we don't have time for your little reunion. It's almost time."
"Almost time for what?" Demeter shouts.
"This." Hecate grabs the palm of my hand and slices it with a knife that just seems to appear out of thin air.
As my blood trinkles down to the ground, my mother screams in agony.
"Nooooo!"
"Yes!" the demons all say in unison as the ground begins to quake.
"What is happening?" I say, feeling queasy all of a sudden.
"Noooo. This can't be." My mother cries sadly putting her head to the ground.
Hecate says with a smirk, "Only the Goddess of Life and Death, and direct descendant can awaken the beast and free him from his prison. Our one true King...Cronus."
Kore realized the dream she had was not a bad omen about the wedding at all, but about something much much worse...the end of the world.
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