My Name Is Catastrophe

My Name Is Catastrophe

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My name is Catastrophe Nightshade, I'm a young girl whose father is Hades and my mother was a mortal. My mother died in childbirth, thus the name Catastrophe; given too me by my father. My father.... he isn't so bad once you get to know him; you just have to get past the 'Ruler of the Underworld' facade. He's a really good guy. And no I didn't get my name because I wasn't meant too be born; I got the name because my father is just really bad at naming things. *laughs* And my stepmother; Persephone is a beautiful goddess: literally. We only get too see her two or three months of the year. Due too her mother, who didn't even want her too see my father at all. But it keeps Earth's balance equal; As equal as it can get at least.
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Persephone has already been kidnapped by Hades, her unwanted and unexpected suitor. Demeter has already cast a famine on all the humans in her grief. Hades struggles to win Persephone over...but perhaps Persephone has always been meant to be with him, and she wasn't an innocent as she was thought she was... Moderate explicit parts. *not finished* "Look, Persephone, you're a reasonable Goddess, more reasonable than most. You have to understand I was not born the Lord of the Underworld. The title was appointed to me because I was the unlucky one. My job is just as important as my brother's jobs. I wasn't selected because of my cruel ways but now because of the way people speak of me and fear me now I am the cruel one whether or not I like it. Do you honesty think it is fair that it should work that way? People take one look at me and assume I'm the devil." Persephone crouches back in her seat. I realize I am standing and seat myself, trying to calm myself. "Do you honestly think that being in charge of the dead and judging them makes me undeserving of love, of a wife? I'm doomed to be exiled down here. I don't even have the sun to keep me warm, Persephone. You're all the sun I have..." *This story is also not meant to be factually accurate, and is simply an interpretation of the story.

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