Daughter

Welcome to hell

I looked around me. I was in a huge room. Black detailed walls. Like the walls of a Greek temple but, black. There was a large table made of an ash color wood. The backs and arms of each chair were carved into curves and twists. but the chair at the end stood out the most. The back of the chair was bigger, more detailed. Almost like a throne. It was quite pretty in its own way.

I looked over to the large windows that covered an entire wall. A sea of... fire. Before a dark mountain range. I looked up and saw bird-like crackers flying around. Each one different than the next.

Demons.

I'm in hell. I died and I went to hell.

I should have known this was coming.

The doors opened and a group of people walked in, they were arguing. "she shouldn't be here, brother!" a woman yelled. "Mania calm down!" her brother told her. Her long red dress moved as she walked, it was like liquid. Mania's skin was golden like she had been kissed by the sun, I don't quite understand how the sun could teacher her from here. Her jet black hair was twisted and weaved into braids. She had several strands of hair falling on the sides of her face in curls. She was beautiful, like a goddess.

"Deimos, what did you do to her?" The woman asked. No longer mad at her brother anymore, rather now at the man dressed in all black. He was covered in dirt and what looked like blood. he was the man that came to my house, the man that I fought.

Red eyes. A red light sort of magic.

"she's the one that threw a knife into my head!" Deimos said defending himself. He rubbed the back of his head as he looked at me. "you shot Caleb first, and how are you still alive?" I asked as I stepped away from them. They weren't human. They weren't wolves. So what are they?

"I'm the god of dread. A kitchen knife can't kill me, sweetheart" what the even fuck!?

"ya and I'm the daughter of Hades" I laughed, but they didn't. "well at least she knows," Deimos said as he looked at the other three people. gods?

wait, the daughter of hades? NOPE. Not possible. My father is Gavin Lowell.

I thought back on what my father had said the day before my wedding.

"Hades is my magical father. How did I not see this coming?" Deimos laughed at me as I sat down. "speaking of, the king should be here soon" he said with a smile.

"I have to go home, Caleb is hurt," I told them as I looked at them. "your mutt will be fine. Selena will take care of him" Deimos said as he sat down.

"We aren't mutts, we are werewolves. Also who the hell is Selena?" they looked at me. "I forgot you were one of them, my apology princess. Selena is your mother or magical mother as you put it" Deimos said as he chucked at the second part.

"I don't care. I wanna go back to my actual family. To my husband" I told them. "she's married? She's far too young. They are your actual family as well, as are we now. You are stuck here so you might as well get used to us." Deimos said as he looked at me. "I'm not too young, and I'm not staying here" he laughed at what I told him.

I was serious!

"don't make her mad, Deimos," one of the other men said as he sat down towards the end of the table. "Momus, you should be helping me with this. or are you not the god of Mockery and Satire?" Deimos said as he leaned towards Momus. Deimos looked around before he scoffed, "where is Phobos when you actually want him around?" he said under his breath, Mania scoffed at him.

"I try to stay on Hades's good side by keeping my mouth shut, maybe you should try it sometimes," Momus said before he looked towards the door. The door opened and they all stood up, I stayed where I was.

Two men walked in. One was wearing the armor of a greek gladiator, well that's interesting. Thankfully his look was more modern, he had traded the typical skirt of a pair of pants. he still wore the boots, he had the sword at his hip and the shield over his back. He wore no helm, but his long blonde hair was free, falling to the side.

to his side was another man. He had pale skin, the opposite of the other's tan or olive skin tones. His hair was short yet slicked back. It was as dark as the night sky, a contrast to his bright white eyes. Hades I'm guessing. He wore a black suit, buttoned almost all the way with an undone tie. Looking between the two of them, you could tell they had been fighting.

"What do you want?" the Gladiator man asked as he looked around the table. Hades looked at me, he raised his brows as he looked at Deimos. "To go home," I said making them all look at me.

"who is she?" the gladiator asked as he pointed at me. "I have many names," I said with a fake smile. He just stared at me as they argued.

"She's going to be my wife, the Gladiator said making them all go quiet. "She's my daughter" Hades hissed making the man look at him. "she looks nothing like you," He told Hades.

"I'm not your daughter and I'm already spoken for," I said as I looked at them. "you said it yourself, the marriage was void, Deimos said as he smiled at me. "I'm pregnant," I said as I looked at them.

"I will raise it as my own," he told me as he approached me. "I'm not staying here" I growled as I pulled my leg to my chest, putting room between us. "Yes, you are," Hades told me. Hades looked down at the ground, thinking.

"Eilithiyia will deliver the babe, then her training will begin in the morning," Hades said. "No!" Mania and I both yelled. I looked over at her. "I'm just over 16 weeks, I can't just give birth," I told him as I looked around at them, hoping they would agree with me.

"Hell is no place for a child," Mania said defending me. "its no place for the mortal mother either, even if she has magic. You're putting her in more danger every second longer shes here" Mania looked at me, she sighed.

"Then take away her mortality," The gladiator said. "Phobos!" Mania yelled. The God of fear wants me as his bride. Great.

"She needs training, I can give her that. I can protect her here. Mania is right, this is no place for a child, so we send the babe to her mortal family" Phobos said as he looked around. Hades looked to be considering it. "NO!" I yelled they all looked at me. "you are not taking my child from me, and you can not make me stay here" they ignored me.

"Mania take her to a room, Momus summon Eilithiyia"

They were going to take my son from me, then they were going to make me marry the god of fear.

This is not how I saw the day going.