Chapter One

Ancient Greece 

1200 B.C

The darkness looms over her head, and she scurried away like the little mouse she was, the death of her sisters laid vivid and stark in her memories

This was all her fault, if only she'd been less self centered, she'd have seen through Ananke's lies sooner

“Do not forget your promise” she howled to the skies

A harsh laughter boomed from the skies

“Olympus is no more” Ananke's voice echoed through the skies “Your shrewd minions cannot save your skin now”

A string of curses flew from her mouth, she had no other choice, there was no one else except him

“Hades” she cried “Grant me passage!”

The entire world seemed to be at a standstill as a bolt of lightning arced towards her sending her into the earth, the only thing seemingly louder than the ensuing thunderclap was Ananke's fever pitched wail causing the sky to light up with even more lightning

The familiar yet unfriendly tingle of energy rush through Clotho as her rather hasty descent into the underworld continued and in mere moments she landed rather gracelessly in the center of Hades's pavilion

"Clotho" His bemused voice called from his throne

"Fancy you begging for my help when I myself am not entitled to anything from you or wasn't that how you rejected my advances last time" he ended with a rather annoying chuckle

"This is no time for your silly games, surely you'd know about the massacre going on in the heavens, if you didn't stay here in your prison" She spat out rather angrily

"You seem to forget" he said stepping out from the shadowy darkness "That you're at my mercy!, I could toss you out to die like my wretched family, so know your damn place!"

She would have melted again at the sight of him, her body would have once again tried to betray their vows, but the time was not right, it would never be right, not as long as the rift of their existence stood

"DO IT!" She said in her bravest voice and even that shook and wavered "Send me away!" She said more assertively

The clicking of footsteps echoed across the pavilion as he closed the distance between them

"You test me in all of the worst ways" he all but growled " but the reward will be tantalizing"

Her eyes roamed over him for one last time, how coal black eyes seemingly drawing her into a world of it's own

"Stay as long as you need" he said in a seductive tone "I'd prefer forever though"

"No" came her forced reply "I need something else"

"And what might that be" He asked his coal black eyes twinkling with amusement "shall I arrange for a private quarters so that we may consummate until we are delirious"

She clenched at the thought of him and her in the throes of passion together, but once again everything stood in their way. Wordlessly, She brought out the Morde from deep within her

"I need you to kill me" she said "better you than Ananke"

The mood was instantly killed as hot rage flitted across his features

"How dare you!" He roared his loud voice resonating fear

"If she gets me, it's over, all of it, she wins, it's the only way please I am begging you, surely not even you wouldn't want this fate on all that exists"

She held his gaze her eyes pleading, the silence and tension between them almost deafening

"One condition" he growled "next time, next incarnation, I want something more than this, I have chased for aeons next time you're mine, enter into an Elysian Oath with me"

"But my vows with my sisters, I can't do this" she whispered "don't do this"

"Cannot or will not" came his stern voice "I am the only God left who knows how to use that, other than those who'd use your death to enslave existence, besides I'm dead sooner or later, an Elysian Oath ensures my continued existence"

"Hades" Her voice softly called out, the weakness for him clawing it's way out "if I do this"

"You're Mine!" He growled "and I'm yours, say yes Clotho"

"Yes" came her breathy whisper

The kiss came rather roughly, eliciting a moan out of both of them, for a moment they let themselves get lost in the throes of passion

The thin blade of the Morde slipped through both of their hearts interrupting their kids

"Don't give me that look" He said golden ichor dripping between them "it's always and forever, Clotho"

†

Present Day

Moira Turner

The sound of the bell jolted Moira Turner out of her trance like state, these visions of her we're getting longer and more immersive, each time ending in her death

"Weirdo!" The familiar sweet yet highly irritating voice of Carrie LeFray called out "what was in the visions this time?"

It was strange how much of a routine this had become, sure as the day would come she'd find herself on the receiving end of some snide remark, the victim of another bullying incident and her face stuffed down the deep trenches of another disgusting toilet, leaving her once again late for Advanced Biology

She'd end up walking alone for a class she was sure as hell to get detention for something that was completely out of her control, just another peachy Day at McKade High, in the stifling town of New Fall

'Another few months' she encouraged herself

Just Another few months and she'd be done with this shitty place, with this shitty town, with this shitty life she'd lived for the past eighteen years, a fresh start awaited her but all she had to do was endure simply for another six months, this she told herself as she trudged onto the class her wet boots squeaking against the floor

"Are you alright?" A calm voice floated across the hallway

"Yeah, I'm goo-" Her reply was short as she spun on heels facing him

Her entire body seemed to go still as she took in his features, that same chiseled jaw, those rounded coal black eyes silently drawing her in, the curve of his lips which she desperately ached to trace, it was him, he was the boy in her dreams

"Are you alright" he asked again drawing closer to her

Her voice seem to clog up, her body positively in need of the man that stood in front of her, unwilling and confused she let out a soft string of curses and took to her heels, running away from what could only describe as the madness that her mind had obviously concocted up to torment her

"Wait!" He called after her

She didn't turn didn't wait, she just kept on running past her class and past the door, Fuck it all, she needed a break.

†

Dalia Grey

Dalia sat across her psychiatrist, a big smile stretched across her face and her features seemed to reflect how hard she was trying to express cheerfulness and positivity, her face certainly hurt from putting up that absurd smile, but it was a small price to pay, whatever happened, she'd make sure she was never in that horrible space ever again

Her knuckles gripped the chair with utmost ferocity as the Dr James Howell dished out her monthly evaluation questions

"Have you been having any suicidal thoughts lately Dalia?" He asked rather curtly

"No sir" she replied her voice quivering slightly

"What about your visions, been having any of those lately?" he asked

Of she had, she had one in the lobby while waiting just an hour ago but she couldn't tell him that, he'd see her as they all did, he'd call her crazy and have her locked up faster than she could blink, she couldn't go through that again

"No" came her reply

"What about sleep have you been sleeping miss Dalia?"

"Not as much as I'd like to but yes I have at least eight hours of good rest" she said in the most cheerful voice she could muster

More questions rolled in and her tension began to fade and she eased herself into the lies that she'd constructively woven before coming here. When her mental exam was over, she eased out a sigh of relief and the other exams rolled by, soon enough she was presented with a stamped approval to begin school

A real smile was etched across her face as she exited the doctor's office waving high the symbol of her normalcy to her mother, who in turn swept her up in a tight hug

"I did it" She cried out joyfully "I really did it mom, I'm free"

Her mother pulled her back, as the tears flowed free from both of them, each crying for their own different reason

"I'm so proud of you honey" Came the broken voice of her mother "you've endured so much and yet, you've pulled through, your father would have been so proud of you"

Her actual father would have, not the clownfaced butthead who stood against a pillar scowling fiercely at her, Not Michael effing Gordon, the towering bastard had a nerve showing up here, after burning her with his cigarettes just a night before and she made it known to him, her disapproval clearly etched across her face

"Mikey come congratulate Dalia!" Mom all but howled deliriously

A sick smile flashed across his face as he bounced up to her and pulled her into a bear squeeze

"You might think you're fooling anyone with your 'cured' state" he whispered to her "but one mistake and you'll be back where you belong crazy pants!"

It took all her willpower not to bite him there and then, he was good to Mom and that was all she needed, As long as Mikey McAsshole maintained her mother she'd have no problem

"Let's go for ice cream!" Her still delirious mom hollered attracting the unwanted attention of passerbys

"Not feeling up to it Mom" Dalia said, dissolving the idea as quickly as it'd come up "I think it's still my nerves but I'm feeling a bit queasy, how 'bout we put a pin on celebrations until later"

Her Mom face looked crestfallen and a glint of satisfaction and happiness shine in that bastard's eyes

"C'mon give the lady a break, and also my pockets" he said eliciting light chortle from her mom and the ultimate cringe from her "let's go home and celebrate with a nice family dinner this evening''

She'd come to appreciate the butthead he was at least he got her out of messy situations, she she could feel the haziness of a vision coming on her, in a haste she got into the backseat of the car greatful for the distance home

"Mom I feel a migraine coming" she said in her best sick voice "I think I'm going to nod off for awhile"

Her Mom gave her a fond pat on the head, as she closed her eyes and let herself be pulled into a nightmare.