I awoke to the sound of someone singing a beautiful melody. The sound highly resembled the voice of my step-mother Persephone... Huh? I opened my eyes, blinking away the blurriness. I was in the Underworld? I must have died when saving the bus.
"Darling Kiera," Persephone said cheerfully. "Your father and I have been hoping you would wake soon. We never expected to see you here for these reasons so soon though.." Persehpone whispered the last part sadly.
"I am dead." I stated.
"Well... Kind of," Persephone stated. "Please, follow me to your father."
As we finally approached my father's throne, I watched a smile appear on his face.
"It's wonderful to see you, Kiera. We have a few things to discuss, however. You see, when you plummeted to your death in the bus, you died... But, when you made impact against one of the tourbus walls, an emergency pearl in your backpack was crushed. Your last thoughts were about how you could have come to the Underworld, so the pearl transported you here.. Technically you are not alive, but you are not...dead.
I tried to comprehend this information. What does this mean.
"Daddy, what happens now? If I am not dead, I cannot stay in the Underworld, but if I am not alive.... what happens?
"I was going to suggest you stay here, and I would grant you the right to roam around as you wish, keeping the memories of your past life... However, that would interfere with the fates. If you were to remain here, others who are not supposed to die yet, would die... This is why I am giving you another chance at life. There is something you still must do in life, and then once that is done, there will be further instructions waiting for you.
"Daddy, what must I do?" I whispered nervously.
"Only time will tell, my little dark one," My father said, referring to the meaning of my name.
"It is time to leave, Kiera. I suggest you don't shadow travel, since you are weak from being in a state of near-death. Use your necklace," Persephone added.
I nodded and said my goodbyes.. Its was time to return home to Camp Halfblood...
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Niall POV
Three days. It had been three days since Kiera died to save us. I haven't spoken or eaten since we arrived at Camp Halfblood. Honestly, I think I fell in love with her the moment I laid eyes on her. WHen Harry yelled at her, I just wanted to hurt him. I never wanted her to feel pain... but now, she's dead. I began sobbing again for what seemed like the millionth time. I was currently laying in the infirmary. I hadn't been eating, so they would feed me this weird nectar once a day. I tried to refuse, but they would bring in a daughter of some goddess to use something called 'charm-speak' on me. Zayn and Louis were also extremly sad for the loss of a sibling, however they had their girlfriends to help them get through this. I had no one. I shouldn't be complaining though. Connor, Travis, Daisy, and Nico are currently in the infirmary beds next to me. I think they can all tell I had feelings for her.
Right at that thought, I heard a gasp from the door.
I turned my head, and my heart sped up. Was I going insane. Kiera was standing at the door wearing the same outfit as when she died. That was when I blacked out.
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FanfictionHey, Im Keira Stoll. My name literally means "little dark one." I guess that's pretty fitting since my father is Hades, god of the Underworld. In case you haven't figured it out yet, my half brothers are the two idiots known as Connor and Travis. If...