He was- is- the king of the Underworld. By all rights, he's just a fearsome as Zeus, and he was just as self-righteous. Hades considered himself impossible to love because he considered love impossible to give. There were too many chances to hurt and to be hurt, and he had better things to do than to nurse a broken heart. So of course when his heart fluttered at the sight of Persephone, he knew he would have to squash that emotion long before it grew into something more troublesome. If only it were that simple.


1. Prologue


The sky is a mesh of bruised purples and bloody reds streaked with darkening clouds, and I've never been angrier to see it. The sun is a pale thing somewhere out of sight, too afraid to face me now that I could do something about it. The world is afraid. I can feel it as easily as I can feel my own heart pushing and pulling blood through me. I'm just as angry at it. I'm angry at everything. I didn't want a tomorrow. I barely wanted a today. And now I'd see another. I'd feel another light breeze turn into a fierce hurricane. I'd watch as another grain of sand filtered into the unending pool in the hourglass, and I'm useless to stop it.

I want to scream, but I'm out of that kind of anger. the anger in me now is the kind that leaves you hollow and empty and burning. It's the only thing left to me, and I want to swallow it like it has swallowed me. I want to choke it out like a flame, but the anger in me needs no oxygen to burn. It just keeps eating away as I damn the sky and everything else because that's all I really can do. Despite all my power, all my strength, I'm helpless.

I damn it all and wish that it would damn me too.

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