Maybe, Someday (Hosie, Legacies)

[ 09 ] Bye, bye, bye || Part-1

"As in the fucking goddess, Persephone?" Penelope spat out in awe.

And the woman actually had the audacity to bow. "One in the same, my dear." She replied.

Hope stared at her with confusion mixed with residual resentment, anger, and distrust.

"What are you doing here?" Alaric stood up to approach her, but she lifted her hand to still him.

"I've come to help you, of course."

Caroline frowned. "You just killed our daughters, I wouldn't call that helping us."

Persephone shook her hand with amusement and walked toward Hope.

Josie, Penelope and Lizzie bore their teeth and stepped protectively closer to her.

"You truly are magnificent, aren't you?" The woman circled the four of them not entirely preditarily, but it still made Hope uneasy. "You know, some of the gods hate you. Not you specifically, but immortals in general. You have too much power. You're ruining the balance of things, and all that." She came to a stop directly in front of Hope and eyed her with intrigue. " I used to hate you."

Josie, Penelope and Lizzie let out low growls, but Hope raised her hand to silence them. "What do you want?"

Persephone sighed and starting pacing around them again, staring at them with intrigue. "A few of the gods went rouge. You see, we are not supposed to directly interfere with the lives of mortals. We can't kill you by our own hand. It's forbidden. But some of them got bored. And they figured you weren't really mortals...gods and their loopholes." She stopped in front of Josie this time and rested her palm on the girl's cheek. Penelope and Lizzie pulled Josie back while Hope stepped between Persephone and her girlfriend.

Penelope looked directly into Hope's eyes. "Morpheus interfered with your friends' minds and influenced their dreams. Hades opened the gates of Malivore to wreak havoc in your word....and has sent monsters to kill you."

Josie and Lizzie shared a terrified look with each other. "The gods want us dead." Josie breathed out shakily.

Penelope rested her hand on Josie's lower back to comfort her while Hope continued to stand protectively between the goddess and the people she loved.

"Why?" Lizzie choked out. "What'd we do to make them hate us?"

Persephone's eyes softened. "I told you. You're special. You aren't supposed to exist. They wanted you all dead. Your power...you immortality...it threatens some of them."

"So...they won't stop...until all supernatural beings are...dead?" Penelope asked anxiously.

Persephone shrugged. "Zeus had enough of the little revolt. The gods....we were all instructed not to interfere. Malivore is open. The damage to your world is done. Now, we have to sit back and see what happens. Either you win...and supernaturals are to remain a part of this world...or you lose...and everything immortal or unnatural dies with you."

Hope's eyes widened.

Freya stood up and slowly walked over toward them. "Isn't you being here going against your strict instructions to stay out of it?"

Persephone turned to face Freya. "I cannot harm you. And...technically, I have not." She raised an eyebrow in challenge. "And I cannot save you. Loopholes remember. As long as I don't directly affect the outcome....anymore than I already have, then I am well within my rights."

"So...if you hated us...what changed? Why help now?" Josie wondered.

"I've been helping you all along. I sent my own son here, to this school, to retrieve one of the seals and bring it to me for safe keeping."