Hours Before Midnight (Persephone and Hades a PJO based fiction novel)

Chapter 8 Part 1

Chapter 8 part 1:

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

"By Tartarus, would you stop that?" Hecate snapped at Charon who is currently banging his head against the stone wall.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

"Stop it! Gods, I should be the one who's banging my head against the damn wall." She muttered. True, she regretted why she freak out on their escape plan being fooled on thinking that Eros was actually Justin Bieber. Gods, she must be crazy. Bieber Crazy.

"Well." He scowled. "Let's take turns, mistress. I'll find the mark while you-" He paused for a second to think. He looked at her; curly locks flowing down her shoulders, immortal hot curves and a red dress that fit her pain; she definitely shouldn't be smacking herself on the DAMN wall. It'll be so informal. She's a lady, a very powerful lady that should've blasted Eros to the sky! They had talked about this and it's a bad idea. You don't want to have Mother of Love mad at you. And why on Gaea is the need to find Daedalus' mark? He got themselves trapped in the wrong dead end and Eros is currently rummaging the street.

What's the worst that could happen? Probably get in love in no time. Charon thought, but snapped out of it.

Hecate broke the silence with: "I am sorry all right. They're both blonds."

"Here we go again with the blond thing." He gave one last thud. Blaming would be useless since they both had themselves trapped in a wrong block. He couldn't blame himself if they were running their hearts out ; literary and figuratively.

"I couldn't help myself. I mean-." The more she tried to explain the more she got frustrated. She eventually shrugged her back against the wall.

He began to rummage something in his mind. It was in the tip of his tongue; he couldn't just make it out.

It took him seconds to actually remember.

"You are a Belieber?"He was a bit sure that was what fangirls-er-boys are called nowadays. To emphasize his query, Charon gave a questioning looked at Hecate. Without hesitation, Hecate nodded proudly. Well, sort of. The tears on her eyes were an exception. She was really desperate to see her Idol. Aphrodite and Hecate should really build a fan club or something.

"I should've known." Charon nonchalantly said. Though, he half-wished he never brought the question. For sure, a moment from now, Hecate would wonder about something else.

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"Stop that!" Persephone laughed at Hades who insisted to carry her. He's been faking that Persephone is too heavy for him, he joked that she should drink more pomegranate diet juice. Persephone slaps him in the shoulder. He could carry her, with no problem; to the 'You're here' sign stick to the palm tree. They've been following these various signs they saw at the beach. Like ,the first sign they saw it says: Deluxe Tent straight ahead. Each sign has a Psi-symbol with a Poseidon and Co. below. And guess what? They even have their own delivery service. Hades can't believe Poseidon's tenants are so literal. Poseidon ordered his tenants to give them a room? A room was given indeed. Pronto.

"Gods." He gave a fake strain and groan. "You weight a ton!"

"Haha. Very Funny. Did I weight a ton when you sweep me off my feet?" Persephone asked sarcastically at Hades in an annoying sing-song.

"You were a 16! You weight like a feather." Hades reminded.

"Oh sorry, I probably loss count." She replied. Hades grinned at her. They couldn't help but joked about the whole Abduction thing. The only one who took it this SERIOUS is Demeter. She couldn't just GET OVER with it. Sheesssh. It was like EONS ago!