Thanatos
The God of death, the God everyone loathes, and yet the one everyone longs for at the end, the God they cling too, seek comfort in, the God all the others forget about and yet... Olympus itself would fall without him.
He's lonely... under...
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• Third Person •
Ear piercing screams filled the empty hollow corridors of the palace, maids waited in bated breathes as guards winced at the indescribable pain that could be heard.
Persephone lay in her cream sheets, blood spreading throughout the clean fabric as she squeezed the life from her dear Hade's hand. Her light orange hair splayed out over the pillow, lips dry and parted from hours of screaming. A small Zagreus stood peeking over the edge of the bed, eyes wide as he held a confused expression in his face.
Persephone screamed with a fury mightier than her own mother... and Demeter packed quite some temper. A maid sat at the end of the bed, waiting for the baby to come out "Come on my Queen, just a few more pushes" she encouraged.
Persephone took a big breathe in, pushing as hard as she could, wanting nothing more than the unbearable pain to end. "Arghhhhhhh" she screamed again, Hades near to passing out from the pain in his hand.
Persephone ceased her screaming and the room was engulfed in silence A long... tense silence that grated down on the couple with each passing second Persephone raised her head lazily, sweat dripping down her forehead as she waited, chest heaving.
Hades had never been so scared in his life. Even the birth of Zagreus had not been so stressful, had not been this prolonged.
Finally a cry was heard, a small cry but a cry nonetheless Persephone's head fell back with a sigh and a lazy smile adorned her face. Hades blew out a breath of relief as the maid efficiently wrapped the baby, handing her to the Queen.
She took the small baby in her arms, the couple completely transfixed on the small red face of their new baby daughter. Zagreus managed to climb up onto the bed, settling next to his mother as they all inspected the child.
She was beautiful... bright blue eyes shining like the heavens sky, a sight never saw down in the underworld.
Her head covered with small curls of bright white hair, an attribute Persephone found rather odd due to her autumnal locks and Hades dark appearance. Zagreus had been a carbon copy of his father, dark features, black hair, black eyes, he fit the role of the underworld leader's son.
"She is beautiful" Persephone mumbled, stroking her daughter's head lovingly with a smile "Do you not think so?" She asked softly, looking towards her husband.
Hades could barley speak, he never thought he would ever find love, and then he found his beloved Persephone. He never thought he would ever have a family, and then the fates granted him a son. A handsome and brave son who he knew would have the initiative to become a great God one day.
