Scattered

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Fogged

As soon as his form materialized in the study of his mansion, the cacophony of his expensive oriental vases crashing was all Keres could hear.

He didn't wait for the others as he took off on his feet.

It was that f*cking Detective all along.

Fury filled Keres' being to think that Olivia had shared her workspace with the very man who planned to kill her in cold-blood for power for over five years. He could only imagine how she would react to this news and something told him that it wouldn't be pretty.

Keres climbed down the stairs to his open hall in hurried steps and stopped himself to the chaos that was happening beneath him. All of his death-fates were present and powering through the mass of Minotaurs that seemed to pour in from the crashed doorways. Shattered glasses, torn leather and broken furniture littered what had once been his luxurious living. The tainted powers of his death-fates casted an electrifying black mist in his once well-kept halls as they tore through the massive Underworldian monsters.

'Arketá!' *

The loud boom of his command stilled the movements below him. His harsh glare ran through the unwelcomed guests who looked up at his frame with their beady eyes and heaving breaths. Tension filled the air as the death-fates hung their head to their Master and stepped forward.

'Yioí tou Pasiphaë!'** He addressed with a deadly growl. 'Answer to the Prince of the land you dwell on. Do you not know the consequences of your actions?'

'Kýrios...'*** The closest Minotaur spoke up in its guttural voice, making Keres' thunderous eyes fall on him. 'We are mere pawns to the descendants of the Crown of Minos.'

'What was your command?' His eyes narrowed at the monster, his powerful voice resonating in the destruction that was his mansion.

'To engage your disciples, kýrios.'

'A distraction.' Thànatos' cool speech was sounded from behind Keres making him turn to face his grim brother and a panicked Apollo.

'Where is Olivia?'

Keres turned towards the adjacent hall with a loud growl and took off. He could hear the brisk steps following him but paid no heed to it. His thoughts were consumed by his platinum haired minx.

If anything happened to what was his... Khaos help them all.

He stopped at his guest bedroom where Olivia stayed and found the door handle broken in, sobs echoing in the hallways from inside. He stepped past the threshold, his fist clenched angrily. But what he didn't expect was Themis' disciples in her room, in various stages of hyperventilation. Praxidike was pacing with her cellular device clutched in her hand in a death grip, staring at it with wide and panicked eyes. The other woman whose name Keres had not bothered with was on the floor next to Olivia's bed, her wails loud in the room. He looked around to find nothing amiss; except for the fact that Olivia and her pet cat were missing.

'Lord Keres!' The blonde woman screeched as she scampered up in his direction and Keres stepped back in revulsion. 'Mistress is gone! She went somewhere and we don't know where! She- She used magic and I-I-I can sense it here! But I don't know where?!'

'She used magic?' Apollo's bewildered voice asked from behind him. 'She accessed her essence?!' Keres chose to ignore him and stepped forward, his resolute features trained on the sobbing woman.

'Where were you when she accessed her magic?'

'W-We were downstairs and Mistress retired to her chamber telling us that she had a horrible headache! And then a minute later she went upstairs, the Underworld monsters broke in!' Keres resisted his urge to cringe at the scratchy and high-pitched voice the small woman made.

'I tried calling her and she switched off her phone.' Praxidike added with a nervous glance in his direction.

Keres turned around to find Thànatos and Apollo who were watching him closely. Keres crossed his arms menacingly as another unfamiliar emotion swelled in his chest. In similar situations before, Keres was no stranger to irritation and annoyance; but what he felt then was more intense and potent than any of what he experienced before.

Anger.

'I believe it is time to pay the detective a visit, is it not?' Keres asked his brother with a calmness that made the temperature in the room drop by a few degrees. Thànatos held his gaze for a few minutes before turning to Apollo, who was watching Keres wearily.

'Inform the others.' He instructed the prince of Olympus with an irked sigh. 'Do not bring an army, keep this as personal as possible. We cannot risk a panic among the Gods.'

Apollo looked peeved at Thànatos' casual order directed at him in front of two of his subjects but he chose not to say anything after one glance at the murderous look Keres wore.

'Fine.'

'I shall send a reaper to inform you about our progressions.' Thànatos nodded and turned to his twin brother with a dangerous smirk that leaked bloodlust.

Apollo turned around and took his leave to inform the Pantheon about the situation leaving them alone with two women. With a nod of acknowledgement, Keres called on his essence and opened his eyes to stand in the dark street in Brooklyn. He scanned the precinct a few feet away from him as he felt his brother materialize next to him. Nothing struck odd to him so far as the night shift employees seemed to be engrossed in whatever they were doing.

'Shall we----?'

'Meow!'

Keres had a split second before a small white blur ran into his legs and curled itself around one of his trouser clad leg. He bent down and scooped up the trembling cat which kept yowling loudly in fear, the bell on its neck tinkling with each of its frantic movements.

'Is it her cat?'

'Yes.' Keres answered, his eyes narrowed in resolute as he observed the shaken up feline.

'Then we must hurry.'

Using a simple magic he teleported the restless cat in his arms back to his mansion, only to materialize Mors in a white knuckled grip. He could feel the enslaving fire coursing through him; the anger in him flaring to that of alarming proportions.

No one took what was his. And now, they will pay.

'I agree.'

*Enough!

**Descendants of Pasiphaë (the queen of Minos)

***Master

NEXT UPDATE: 10 January 2020