Writing Project- Goddess of Change- Chapter 11

I could easily get out of here, nip to school, pick a few things up and head back. Drinking the rest of my tea, I saw this as more of a test. If I could make it out the front door and the garden, then it couldn’t be that much of a problem. My mum had disappeared again; I ran across the hall heading to the front door.

When I got out of the gate, I figured it’s safe enough to walk. Gradually, paranoia swamped me, whilst my journey continued. Normally taking the back route to the school is left for emergencies, it’s a path in between two rows of semi-detached houses. No one would ever think I was going this way. That’s what I thought anyway.

I jumped out of my skin when I heard my name being sung out, there was no one around, but it gave me enough proof that someone knew I am here. Freaking out, I scrambled over the nearest fence before thinking of it.

I landed in the garden that had the sprinklers on. My attention got brought off the detail, I am getting soaked and onto the fact the owner of the house, is standing, staring at me looking unimpressed.

“Hi, Iris.” I muttered, unsure if I should be approaching her or climbing back over the fence. The seriousness of her face made something make sense in my head.

 I wanted to groan out loud but I managed to hold it back. Iris, Goddess of… I looked around at the water shining off the sun… Rainbows.

“Who do you want me to call?” She probed. I knew the actual question is who do you want me to contact to collect you? Hades or your mother?

“Can you just forget this?”

“Get in my house. I’ll call someone.” She instructed. She is in charge of rainbows but she doesn’t suggest the sunshine, lollipop song with that attitude.

I have never been in her house; I only knew Iris through my mum. Iris’ hallway, which is where I stopped, is predominantly blue. I began to wonder if other rooms of the house were strictly block rainbow colours. Iris left into a different room, to get the phone.

Taking that to my advantage, I darted out of the front door.

I ran to the one place I figured I knew better than anyone. Once I got far into the maze of trees I leant back against a trunk, gripping my hair at its roots. I got distracted moments later. A few brown leaves dropped on me. It’s mid-summer the leaves shouldn’t be dropping.


Hearing my mum’s voice, I freaked. I could have continued to run on ground but I would get out of breath and be easier to get. I went with my strengths; I climbed the tree I had been against.

 Someone decided, sometime in my childhood, to try and build a platform far off the ground. Either my subconscious predicted I’m going to do this and decided to make me run out of breath near this tree, or for once I’m lucky.

 Once I got to stand on the platform, Iris, my mother and Hades were below me. It looks as if Iris called both, or one of them overheard I am on the run.

“Are you sure she went this way?” My mum asked Iris.

“She headed in the direction of the woods. I’m only guessing she could be here.” Iris informed.

Hades said nothing; he stood propped against the base of tree I’m standing on.

“Shouldn’t you be helping?” Mum demanded pointing at Hades.

“I could. But I’m enjoying this too much.” I could imagine the smile on his face. “Besides you wouldn’t like the deal I’d purpose.” He continued, this made mum storm off followed closely by Iris. Hades stayed by the tree, till my mum was out of eyesight, he then stepped forward.

“Are you going to stay up there all day?” Hades called. Out of shock and hoping he’d think he’s wrong, I stayed quiet. How could he know? I made sure I didn’t make any sound or sign of the possibility that I would be around here.

“Persephone.” He said, like he knew what I am hoping that I wanted him to think he is wrong.

“You can’t make me come down.” I shouted back.

“Sure. Honestly, you’re going to have to come down from there soon.” Tiredness and hunger, were all things he is probably hoping would bring me down. I had to find another way down from here. I slumped against the trunk of the tree, trying not to admit defeat.

“How did you know I’m up here?” I questioned softly. Come to think of it, this is about the second time he’s known something when I hadn’t given any sign. The first time, when we met in the red room, he knew I my thoughts were flustered and I wanted to be taken away from all this.

“Shinigami blood, remember. If you’re close enough, I’ll find you.”

“What about this whole thing, what makes it look like you are reading my mind?”

He gave out a short snicker, “I don’t find you that hard to read. When it looks like you’re over thinking things it is actually quite amusing.” Yuuki and Sophia had pointed that out to me before, to the point at exams they tried smuggling popcorn in.

 “I can’t find her!” Demeter exclaimed nervously, marching back.  Hades had a similar reaction to mine, only I had to hold back my laugh. I still listened into the conversation while looking for a place to go. Besides dropping fourteen feet down there isn’t anywhere to go. Going up isn’t really an option, I am afraid if I fell the height it might hurt more. My only other option, jumping onto another branch across from me seemed like the best option.

“What are you so amused about?” Mum demanded. I am calculating how far I would have to run and jump across this branch to get onto the next tree.

Something must have hinted to her to look up.

“Alexa!” She screamed. I am amazed that didn’t make me fall off. “Get down this instant!”

“I’m not coming down!” I yelled back, not sure if I should be going through my demands on what it will take to get me down.

Not that anyone would agree to my demands.

“Alexa, this is childish!”

“Yes mother, this is. But considering you seem to want to keep me at home for the rest of my life, you must want a child!”

I ran at that point, unnerving only when I leaped. My hands slipped on the rough wood, the bandage catching in the crevices probably saving me more, surprisingly the hand injury doesn’t hurt. Finally, I succeeded getting grip on the branch above and pulling my weight onto it. My mother’s anxiety showed at that point. I hadn’t made it to the branch I wanted but at least I’m still on a tree and not on the ground.

“We have to get her down.” Iris muttered, as I made it onto sitting on a tree arm. “Hades can’t you-.” Iris began to ask.

“What? And stop my fun? I haven’t seen Demeter squirm this much since 1816, when there wasn’t a summer.” He chuckled.

“Alexa! Please come down!’ My mum pleaded. I sighed, leaning back. If I came down now, that would be giving into them.

“Let’s leave her for a while.” Hades said. I peeked out to look below me. The women in the group were looking up at me with questioning looks, like they were expecting me to do something stupid. Hades isn’t making eye contact with me at all. Instead I got the sense, as he is staring at Iris and my mother, he is waiting for them to leave.

“Alexa. You’d better be home soon!” My mum shouted, I’ll give her credit, she had found her brave face, making it sound like we were on the phone and she is requesting me back from a trip to the shops.

I wanted to sigh in relief that they were finally giving up. Even Hades stunned me by walking away. Once the area underneath my branch became clear, I began to get suspicious that someone, who had left, would jump out once I got down. I knew I couldn’t stay up here for long. The width of the branch meant one wrong move and I would slip and fall off. On a snap decision, I began to climb down after waiting a while making sure no one is out there.

 Every few steps, I kept looking back. That is my mistake, not looking where I am going. I ended up running into something, something turned out to be someone. I looked up to find, I had run into the side of Herk.

I can’t exactly ask what he is doing here. I am on the edge of the forest running into someone, who appeared to have been casually jogging on the pavement; I appeared to be the odd one.

“S-Sorry.” I stuttered. I guess he is unlucky. A moment later and I would have missed him.

He laughed lightly, before holding out a hand to drag me out of the shrubbery, “It’s ok.” He then proceeded to pick, what I could guess as nature life out of my hair.

         “What were you running from?” He then asked as we began to walk forward down the path.

“My imagination,” I sighed stepping to the side to create a gap. The uncomfortable proximity feeling is appearing, angry that I had let him help me up.

         “Having trouble adapting?” He asked. I paused to stare at him then groaned while rolling my eyes.

“Is everyone in this flaming town in this, apart from me?” I screamed, gaining the attention of an elderly couple gardening over the road.  A strained look crossed Herk’s face.

“Well, not everyone. A few select people. It’s a small town, I can say about a quarter of the population of this town might have a connection to us.”

“Do me a favour. You’re strong, right?” I started; Herk did the vain thing of smirking as he glanced at the muscle on his arms. “Hit me hard enough on the head, to give me amnesia, hopefully, I’ll forget about this thing.”

“Not happening.” He laughed. “Besides, now you know, it will keep coming back to haunt you.”

         I whimpered, falling back onto the slanted side in between the long grass that grew there.

“Leave me here then.” I groaned, defeated. He did the opposite.

“Come on lazy. I know you’re a modern-day Goddess but you still have a standard to keep up.”  I really want to go back to the world where, “Modern day Goddess,” Is a compliment, not a job title.

         I underestimated his strength or maybe I overestimated how much I weighed. He pulled me up and began carrying me down the path. I screamed as he tossed me under his arm to carry me comfortably. Normally, when been dragged backwards, I freaked because I couldn’t see where I am going. In this case, the proximity and the fact I couldn’t see where we were going, is the reason I felt like a lost wimpy kid facing the prospect of going in a haunted house.

“Herk. Please put me down!” I coughed.

“Calm down, Persephone.”

         “Don’t call me that!” Why is he calling me that now? Many people at school, especially in my form, knew my middle name. They knew, never to speak of it, never mind say it to my face. “Put me down!” I demanded, trying my best to hit him, only my modesty made me avoid hitting is butt. It isn’t long before we reached the end of the street that led onto a field.

Herk threw me onto the ground. My self-restraint on my anger began to crumble, getting to be fed up of the treatment I had been through the past few hours.

“Who are you?” I screeched. Believing the name, ‘Hercules,’ is a cover to get on his good side. Ok, to me he was another person up till a few days ago. If I did come into this mythology belief thing easily, it would be a common first thought Hercules is probably a good guy… Judging him from the Disney movie anyway.

         He came closer, I tried to move back only to run out of space because of a wooden fence. On the bright side, at least it isn’t an electric fence. I gulped; he got closer and knelt on his knees.

“I’m on a job from someone who wants you to stay away from Hades.” Hasn’t everyone seen me trying to run away from him? Consider me warned, I’ll try and stay away from him! You’re going to have to deliver him a similar message though!

Herk, grabbed my chin smirking.

I flinched and attempted to smack him away only to fail. His hand then began to wander up my thigh. My reaction is to tell him where to go and kick him in the leg, which gained me an evil glare.

“She told me to keep an eye on you, but I guess I deserve a bit of fun. Your blood at the moment could cause quite a bit of chaos in the mortal world.” That threat boiled under my skin, he’d come here to bring me a warning and he is throwing the whole world into the plan.

“Don’t touch me.” I sneered, batting away his hand; it seemed useless trying to push his full body away.

         “What are you going to do? You probably don’t even know what your power is yet.” He grinned. I snapped at that point. I wasn’t born with a short temper. There is probably a good reason for that.

“I have had enough!” I screamed at the same moment I kicked my legs from under him and shoved him back with some unknown strength. “I am fed up with you people messing with me.” I yelled, standing over him with one foot holding him down.

The thought, “Could I get away with murder?” Crossed my mind, going as far as to imagine snapping his neck. Well he did want to torture me I call this self-defence. Pretty sure Gods and Goddess’ before me have killed for less.

He can easily knock me off. I’m not sure if he is petrified or just unable to move. His chest showed no signs that he is breathing, but there were still signs of life in his eyes, that for me is enough to go on.

“Since this whole bloody thing started it has been one gigantic torture Alexa moment! If I include you, I’ve had two possibly three attempts on my life! I do not care if I am immortal!” I fumed, pressing my foot down on him further. I could have gone on. Out of nowhere, I got hauled backwards.

“Persephone, calm down.”

‘Let me go! I need to kill something!” I shrieked; kicking with every step back Hades took. Thanatos is in front of me helping Herk, who took a big gulp of oxygen.

         “What were you doing?” Thanatos commanded.

“She was trying to kill me, the insane-.” He gained a few angry glances for that.

“Insane?” I mimicked through gritted teeth. Hades clamped me further down holding me against him as I struggled more to attack Herk. I elbowed Hades in the stomach, making him inaudibly hiss in pain but he still didn’t give up. “That was self-defence moron! Unless you can come up with some proof, pinning a girl up against a fence saying, “You were going to use her blood to throw the mortal world into, chaos,” Doesn’t seem like a threat in this age!”

         “What?” Hades’ restraint is off me but he was in front of me before I could launch myself forward.

“It was a joke.” Herk tried to laugh. Fear crossed Herk’s face as Hades stepped forward.

“You should know we do not take these kinds of threats lightly.” Thanatos said calmly. “You’re old enough to know, threatening anyone with a close connection to the three brothers has its consequences. Threatening to take a new God or Goddesses blood is enough that Zeus will be involved.”

 Herk has ticked two boxes there. Messing about with Hades, Poseidon or Zeus? Check off the box Hades and then tick the other thing Thanatos mentioned.

“If you are lucky, he will decide your punishment.” Hades sneered grabbing Herk by the throat. “If I get to decide I won’t hold back. You know I’m the more imaginative one.”  He smirked evilly. Even I felt a shiver, when Hades said that. It was enough to send my, “Ms Hyde,” State running to the back of my head.

“Take him.” Hades announced, aggressively shoving Herk back towards Thanatos, who then disappeared.

         “I could have handled myself.” I said stubbornly, before Hades could turn to me.

“The way you were handling it; he would have died. From the looks of things, you didn’t even know you were killing him. I don’t think you are ready to handle the emotional responsibilities of killing someone yet.” He said turning to me and then placing a hand on the side of my face.  Immediately any negative emotion that remained melted away. It is like as he delicately stroked the skin of my cheek he was erasing the angry part of my mind. What he said slowly made sense. If I had been responsible of killing Herk, once my head had cleared and I realised what I had done I would have been a wreck.

         “Who is he?” I finally inquired, wanting to know the truth of who had been in my class for the past decade.

“He’s a follower of the Underworld. God’s occasionally prolong the lives of their worshipers to sort out their work on earth… That man who brought you to me in the enclosed temple is also in that league…” He then paused, thinking for a second, “Let’s go for a walk.” Hades suddenly said. I’m surprised and confused, isn’t this supposed to be the moment where he forcefully tries dragging me off to the Underworld? He smiled taking my hand, walking me back down the road I had been carried down.

“It’s your birthday in one day, right?” He asked. The old gardening couple glanced up. This time, instead of giving a look in disgust due to my behaviour, they seemed more nervous. My theories were they either knew who Hades is or Hades’ gives off an aura and it spreads to the nearest living thing. For my sake, I’m hoping the first. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to cope trying to accept the actual existence of auras and people actually being able to feel them.

         “Yes.” I sighed. Following him back into the woods. To others, a man leading a girl into a forest may seem like cause for concern. Weirdly, I didn’t feel suspicious about it with him being here.

“You don’t seem excited.”

“I’ve been told I’m going to live forever. Birthdays hardly seem a big thing now.”

“Enjoy them when you can.” He laughed lightly, “Or else you’ll definitely be in trouble when you get to my age.”

         “Yeah, the age thing doesn’t make you seem too attractive.” I giggled; he pulled a face. Distracted in my laughter he pulled me down onto the grass.

         “So, I’m not attractive?” He said his form hovering over mine.

“I didn’t say that!” I pouted. Even if I could help it, his arms either side of my head meant I couldn’t exactly look anywhere but his face.

“Oh, so I am attractive?”

“I didn’t say that either!”

“Really, Persephone you could hurt a guy’s feelings.”  I gave him an unimpressed look for using the P name. “I’m not calling you anything different. When we are alone anyway.”

         “This has turned into a weird walk.” I noted.

“I guess it has.” He said, looking up then moving off me.

“Fine, I guess, you are attractive then.” I shrugged sitting up. Hades turned his head in break neck speed, showing a menacing yet seductive smile. I tried to look scared but the captivating smile, made me eager in anticipation.

I wanted to live in that cloud where Hades put me in my head; at least I would stop worrying. I’m not sure I could cope with living in that cloud all the time, especially when it means my body would have to live in the Underworld.

“Stop in the Underworld with me.” He smiled; he knew he had me under his spell.

 I almost agreed to go.

“I don’t think I want to.” I mumbled, almost inaudible to ears as I shook my head. Hades let out a sigh of frustration making me jump slightly.

         “Damn it, Persephone.”  He growled, I guess he was certain flirting and seduction would work. “I was hoping I wouldn’t have to do this. Start saying your goodbyes. Because I’m getting you and I don’t care if you have decided or not.” He kissed me, forcefully like to leave a mark before leaving me on the ground shocked and scared.

         Somehow, I wandered home not realising where I am until my mum spoke to me as the door clicked shut behind me.

“I have to head out; Zeus needs to see me about… that incident that you were involved in. I’ll be back later. Food is on the side, try and get some sleep. Do not go out.” She yapped, moving around while fussing with her coat and ensuring her appearance is perfect. It showed how much attention she is putting in her appearance considering she is telling me to try and get some sleep.

         “Be careful, okay.” She smiled, softly pecking me on the forehead before leaving. I slumped into the kitchen passing whatever my mother had cooked, which she left on the island, and headed to the cupboard with the chocolate spread. Once grabbing the jar, ignoring any cutlery and began dipping my fingers into the chocolate. Well, I’m the only person who really eats it anyway, so my chocolate spread, and my germs, my DNA.

 I crawled up to my room with my, ‘dinner,’ not looking forward to tonight’s sleep. I am tired enough to admit I needed to sleep but I am also debating going on a caffeine binge till I’m sure Hades might have calmed down.

The tiredness ended up talking me into a, “Five minute,” Nap thinking it wouldn’t hurt and I would wake up in a short while.


Writing Project- Goddess of Change- Chapter 10

Chapter 10




I lay on the comforting rouge carpet on my side, still feeling tired. Exhaling, I tossed over onto my back. The ceiling seemed too high for this room; I almost expected something to sweep down from the black surface. I closed my eyes to block it out, unable to ignore the creepy feeling. It is like Hades has designed this room to give an uncomfortable impression whenever I’m left alone in here.

I suspected he’s near, although I’m early from our normal meeting time. I still didn’t move, if he could see me, he might think I’m asleep and leave.

Instead of going, Hades moved closer.

The jolt of being lifted made me open my eyes to find I’m being cradled. Hades shifted the top of my dress down slightly to look fully at the new mark. He seemed to show some interest to it.

Looking at the mark, the circle was now a silver colour and inside it is a black tree covered in bronze and red leaves. My mind wondered to other things that didn’t involve decoding semiotics. It felt awkward enough with a guy knowingly staring at my chest and a tattoo I couldn’t really explain.

“What does yours look like?” I thought out loud. I peeked up at him and his soft smile. He moved his arms, and continued to remove his t-shirt.

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Writing Project- Goddess of Change- Chapter 9

Sitting up gasping for air back in my bed, I faced the realisation my mum had been trying to wake me up. Reactively, I clung onto her, still sensing the angry Hades I had left.

“What happened?” Knowing I had another nightmare only she didn’t catch on how bad it is.

“Pomegranate,” The only thing I managed to exhale.

“He got to you?” She sounded more horrified than I am. I’m not sure why she is balancing on petrified territory; she isn’t the one who has been playing pomegranate mouth tennis in a dream world with a real man.

“I didn’t eat anything,” I breathed suddenly feeling a surge of blood to my head and I began feeling dizzy again.

“He talked to you?” Why she found this surprising that Hades talked to me, I have no idea. I nodded my reply.

“I’ll have to get your fathers brother involved.”

“Who?” I knew little of my mother’s family before this whole news was dropped on me. Any news about father connections I got interested. I’ve found out that my dad may possibly be the God of Death, family history on that side looked pretty dark and slightly more interesting.

“Solomon is your fathers brother. He’s normally known as Hypnos.”

“My uncle has been treating me for night terrors? Hades is right. This is stressful.” I groaned falling back onto my pillows.

“He said what?” She protested.

“Mum really I’m too tired.” I wanted nothing more than to throw the quilt over my head, hoping I could get some decent sleep. Deep down I knew it is Hades wanting to finish our pomegranate session. The part of me, which still didn’t believe in this stuff, is telling me I’m tired due to lack of sleep. More irritatingly, there is also a growing part of me that wants to go to sleep just for another lip locking session.

“You cannot go back to sleep!”

“Fine, I’ll go to school and see uncle Hypno after.” I grumbled pulling myself up again.

“You can’t go outside. There will be at least two of Hades slaves waiting to kidnap you.”

“Are you sure that’s not paranoia?” I groaned. I am not willing to spend the rest of my days in this house. I’ll accept being off today because of Yuuki’s goodie bag packing, but more than 48 hours stopping in this house? I’ll become annoyed. The whole Goddess thing makes it worse, turns out I’m immortal! I guess I could start my tidying out my wardrobe, looking at it. It’s a mess.

“He’s trying to get to you through your dreams, chances are he has someone waiting for you to leave the house in this world too.”

“Can’t they storm the house?”

“The house is protected.” I didn’t even want to ask her to explain that. I sighed, sliding to the floor to dig through the pile of clothes at the bottom of my closet, while my mum disappeared. Half of the clothes, I didn’t even remember owning.

It couldn’t have been that long since I dug through this. Unless Yuuki had been buying clothes, she would never wear, then throwing them in here on her multiple visits. Worryingly, most of them didn’t seem like things she would buy. They were too plain and delicate; they were more like things I’d buy for myself than she’d buy.

Then I found the dress. Silky white chiffon. I fell back, nearly hitting my head on the bedpost, in horror, not letting the dress leave my sight. The chill struck through me. I scampered back pressing my back on the wooden board at the foot of my bed. This had to have happened before this protection or whatever they call it right?

I plucked up the courage, telling myself there is no reason to be afraid of clothes. With the first hit of the courage I went to check the bag I threw in my wardrobe. At the bottom of the purse, I found the silver and diamond necklace. A sense of dread hit me; the diamond being pink wasn’t an aspect of my nightmare. I doubted I imagined the diamond being a normal colour. I’m kidding myself, still part if me wouldn’t admit it.

In a way, the chain looked more like a choker. I’m not sure if it’s Hades being sweet or trying to be funny. I wanted to test out if the chain is shorter outside the nightmare; this is when I knew I needed to occupy myself. I’m not sure what to do with all this, especially the necklace.

I decided on taking a break. I wanted time to stop for a few moments. My mind is too full and jumbled. I kept the necklace in the pocket of my hooded top, holding it in my fist while walking down the stairs. I didn’t want it falling out and somehow getting damaged. It felt stupid worrying about something, that didn’t mean anything to me. In fact, I should probably be trying to get rid of it.

The necklace came from him. It would remind me of Hades, and get my head even more screwed up.

The thought that if I stepped outside, I may end up being caught by one of Hades’ cronies didn’t really bother me. My mum is probably over exaggerating anyway.

When opening the door, I wasn’t exactly faced with a monster. She has been known to turn into one but the smile on her face said different.

“Yuuki? What are you doing sitting on my doorstep?” I knew Yuuki had a strange working mind but this must be in her top ten weird things she has done. She still has her hands she could have easily knocked. Actually, I wouldn’t have put it past her to bang her head on the door.

“I was bored.” She shrugged. I stared at her blankly.

“School?” I hinted. More to remind here she should be there, in an exam.

“Yeah, I was bored of school.” Again, my mind went blank.

“I’ve been fed up of school plenty of times. Loads of people have! They don’t just walk out! Wait. Why did you choose to camp out here?” There are plenty of places she could have gone. Probably less suspecting places she could have hidden. Chances are this is the first place the school would look if they were on a Yuuki hunt.

“I’m on a mission!” She sang. I was about the slam the door on her then. The last time she said that in such an optimistic tone, I ended up being tied to a fence.

“No. I didn’t come up with this one!” Yuuki hurriedly said, shooting to her feet.

“Yeah. Because that will make me have more faith in your plan.” Some stranger might be telling her what to do. Knowing her she might be doing this for some cartoon character thing.

“Come with me!” She reacted tugging me out of the house.

“Yuuki!” I hollered falling out of the door.


I didn’t step out into the front garden.

There’s no warm sun or green grass. Instead my slipper covered feet took steps on inches’ deep snow and into the cold. Even with the winter environment, there were pale albino children playing in the playground we were in.

One child stood out. On the swing is a tanned skin; black haired girl, looking amused at all the kids running around laughing.

“Yuuki. Where are we?” I asked, wondering if I should be demanding rather than being polite.

“I’m not entirely sure. I came here as a kid. Come on Clotho, wants to see you.” Yuuki tried to pull me by the wrist further into the playground. I still had question that needed answering before we went anywhere.

“What do you mean you used to come here?”

“It’s a weird thing. At times when I wanted to escape, I came here. Clotho, is in charge…”

“Clotho. You mean The Fate?” I asked peeking over to the girl dressed in red. She made no effort to blend in. Everything about her stood out in the snow, whereas the rest of the children almost blended into it.

It made sense. The shorthaired girl is Clotho. There’s no other reason, I could think of, why a child stood out from all the norms here. Although what didn’t make sense, Yuuki came here and her dark hair and dress sense didn’t fit in with Clotho’s apparent style for this, whatever it is.

Clotho is one of the three Fates and if I remembered is right, she is the one responsible for creating life.

“Yes. Err watch out. She has a bit of a temper.” Yuuki coughed, attempting to take me to the girl. While we walked none of the other kids took any notice. I doubted visitors here were a common thing… Especially visitors wearing slippers and pink and black pyjamas.

“You can leave us Yuuki.” Clotho dictated, waving her off. Clotho stopped rocking on her swing. “I know you have enough intelligence in you, so we can skip the introductions. I know who you are. You should have guessed who I am.”

“Where are we?” I muttered, glancing about again.

“We are in between places. In this place nothing changes, my sisters call it my sandbox. It’s the place I can create the strands of life and preserve them. These children carry the immortal life lines of future Gods and Goddesses.” So, technically we are standing in a massive cryogenic freezer.

“I came from one of these?” I pointed at the kids with a blank look on my face. If this is true, I have a feeling the only time some of the Gods and Goddesses did as they were told was before they were born in the real world.

“No. Like the first six, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Demeter, Aphrodite and Hera, your lifeline wasn’t created years in advance. For us Fates you were unplanned. We can’t give someone with immortal blood a human strand. Before you ask, humans come from a template that always changes. Their strands can be created in an instant without any second thought. Immortals need templates what don’t change. We use these, picking off the immortal strands, add certain aspects to their fates.” Clotho will give me a headache. Everything she said could have deeper meaning. It’s like decoding a Bronte novel in English Literature. What’s wrong with saying immortals hate change?

She jumped off the swing, while I’m secretly trying to figure out why she is telling me this.

“Anyway, that’s the book of answers on background.” Out of nowhere, she grabbed the end of my hair and yanked me down so I am face to face with her. “Your questions are more aimed on the present and the past.” She mused studying my face. “I could tell you the things that are planned for you. What we planned and what Hades is planning. And the possible effects of those plans.”

“But what would be the point in telling me them? You won’t let me change them.”

“So, you will know what will be expected. Every God and Goddess gets told their power; they are expected to use it wisely. We tell those what may happen to their lifespan if they don’t. Which reminds me. I have to give you something before you leave”

“But what am I expected to do? I have no intention of becoming Hades’ prisoner. I’m not even sure if I am the person you are all after!”

Clotho harshly pulled me to the ground. In the normal world, I’d be embarrassed about getting my butt kicked by someone nearly a foot smaller than me.

“Look, whether you want to or not. Your life is intertwined with his. He has chosen you to be Queen of the Underworld, not some prisoner.”

“What?” I coughed. Queen? I run away from people, I can hardly say I like most people I just tolerate them!

How am I supposed to be queen?

I feel like hyperventilating. Someone had served me, possibly even employed me, to do the worse possible job they could give someone like me.

Clotho, allowed me to sit up. I should be rocking backwards and forwards. The fact that I am sitting in snow doesn’t bother me as much.

“Queen.” She nodded.

“I can’t be Queen of the Underworld! I’m an accepted socially difficult person and I’m happy with that! I can’t even defend myself, what if something happens?” That’s how Hades is going to make me suffer isn’t he? Going to get other power hungry people to pick on the newbie.

“That’s up to you. So, I’m not telling you it’s going to be easy, there will be people who may get in your way for the title. You’re expected to change a lot of things.”

The world began to spin again.

“He can find someone else to do the job!” I screamed. The only thing that stopped my quick breathing is Clotho slapping me around the head.

“Do you think we would let you choose that? Do you think he would let you choose? Even if you choose to run for the next few centuries, he’s not going to give up. And if you do run, I won’t hesitate to intervene.” She threatened. I came up with the theory that this place would be flooded; the water molecules were frozen with fear at Clotho’s attitude.

It felt selfish to think of it, but didn’t anyone care what I wanted?  I don’t want to spend the rest of eternity in the Underworld. Same as I don’t want to spend the rest of my life in the town I was born in. Being told to stop in both places for certain amounts of the year doesn’t sound attractive either. Clotho, suggested immortals hated change. I wonder if anyone I know took that fact into consideration when they were planning the, “Let’s keep everything a secret from Alexa,” Idea.

That’s when I started to feel sorry for Hades. He did have to live in the Underworld. Ok, he could travel, come to the living world but he’d always have to go back the Underworld. The rest of the Gods and Goddesses could choose where they lived.

“Now, I have one last thing to do.”  Clotho, declared as she clicked her fingers. One of the children ran quietly over, showing no pain as she allowed Clotho to pull some of the girl’s hair. I stared at Clotho, the white hair transformed into sharp gold needle in her hand.

Speechless. Please tell me she is going to start some embroidery. It is clear as she held it closer it isn’t a sewing needle. Clotho, shooed the girl away before commencing to scare me further.

I thought she was about to stab my eye out; she instead pulled strands of my hair out. Unlike albino girl, I did flinch at Clotho’s brutal action. If anyone is going to pull my hair out, I’d rather it be myself. And I’m probably heading that way due to stress.

I decided not to say anything. I watched as she pulled out a glass goblet, which somewhere appeared with the silver liquid still in it. Clotho dropped the gold pin with a strand of my hair wrapped around it into the glass, where the liquid slowly began to turn gold. Metallic gold not whiskey amber gold, talking of whiskey, I may consider drugs.

“You need to drink this.” She said handing me the stuff.

“It’s gold.” I stated.

“It’s pure ambrosia. Normal ambrosia, gives immortality, although in large quantities, it can even kill a God. This is pure ambrosia; even one drop can kill instantly, however for someone such as you it will properly awaken you as a Goddess. A God and Goddess’ can only drink it once in their life. It’s only made for these occasions, albeit, it is usually given to children. By your age, they are properly trained on how to use their abilities.” A girl with the physical appearance of a seven-year-old is talking me down.

“Does that mean I’m human now?” I asked, merely curious of my chances of survival and of a normal life if I can get out of here.

“Both your parents are Gods.” She stated, making it obvious she is thinking I’m stupid. I’m taking that, as I’m not human. “And as I have explained, you weren’t made from a human strand.” I could be an immortal human?

“I don’t want to-,” I muttered shaking my head.

“Do I have to force you? Remember, I am more of a threat than nearly anyone you will meet.”

My hands shook as I took the cup. Keeping my eyes on her.

“What will happen, if I drink this?” I would have issues with anyone who told me to drink some strange drink.

“Your Goddess powers will develop fully. This is how you will find out what you are the Goddess of. Each God, Goddess, will get a mark, on their chest that depicts that.”

Maybe having proper powers wouldn’t be so bad. I might be able to protect myself.

This is supposed to happen. I might not want this but it is apparently in my blood that I had to become this. The Fates would chase me down and make me drink the ambrosia, if not Hades may find a way and make me drink it. Forget chocolate covered strawberries, I’m seeing ambrosia covered pomegranate seeds.

With that thought, I brought the goblet to my lips. One deep breath and the liquid, which tasted like honey, ran down my throat.

I felt burning throughout my body, making me inhale in discomfort. The feeling gradually became a warming feeling. Until, a stabbing pain arose from the left side of my chest.

“What is this?” I coughed clutching my chest able to feel my frantic heart beat.

“I didn’t say it would be a painless process.” She shrugged. “You can go.” She announced going back to her swing. The laughs of the playing children became louder as she walked away, like she had them on low volume. Clotho gestured to Yuuki to go sort me out, while I argued internally if I could be having heart trouble.

I scrambled off the ground grabbing Yuuki’s hand. Like how we got here one blink and I’m back on my doorstep.

“Why did you take me there?” I demanded, throwing off my hooded top, scratching to find out the searing pain scratching into the top of my chest.

“I have to obey her! She basically owns my ass. She probably explained to you about how immortal life strands get kept in those stasis children. What do you think happen to those Stasis Children once they become useless? I am one of those children. If you put a human strand in a stasis child, you get some sort of sprit. Ok 99.9% of sprits aren’t made like that but I am.” As much as I wanted to grill her some more, the scratching on my chest became a more distracting tingle.

I gasped in horror after I pulled down the neck of my top. Noticeably, on the pale skin, is a bronze circle, framed in black swirls that were growing and reached out across my upper chest. Inside the circle, however, is still empty.

“Alexa! You should be inside!” My mum exclaimed throwing open the door. Grabbing my hoodie, I pushed past her.

“What happened?” Mum questioned Yuuki.

I continued into the living room the throwing myself face first on the sofa. They were out of ear shot for the next few moments. I soon heard footsteps then a hand stroke the back of my hair while someone sat down on the edge of the sofa beside me.

“I’m sorry.” Mum muttered softly.

“What did she do to me?” I mumbled pulling my face from the dampening pillow, before wiping my eyes.  My mum kept stroking my hair, as she explained.

“She’s activated your Goddess side. It’s always been there, you have seen evidence of it, but now you have your full powers, and gold blood running through your veins.” She said in a calm motherly voice. “You have to understand, this would have to have happened sooner or later, a child born to two gods is born immortal and with some gifts, usually they see the Fates when the child is young so they can be taught. With your birth, I had to keep you hidden. If you had gotten your powers as every other child got them, more of the Gods and Goddesses on Mount Olympus would have known about you. Clotho, because she had already made a special acceptance for creating your life string she also kept you secret.”

“It’s like Poseidon said then? I shouldn’t exist?”

“Persephone, you were specially made, you exist more than any of us.”

We sat; well I laid, in silence. My exhaustion from the shock and burning, I soon found myself falling to sleep.

Writing Project- Goddess of Change- Chapter 8

I dropped into my nightmare. However, this time it’s different.

There is no screaming.

The red room I had been imprisoned in, now held a table of food. I had to laugh at the pomegranates; weirdly I understood why my mother never let me try the fruit. I kept my distance keeping curled up at the furthest wall. Tucking the bottom of the long chiffon white dress, I’d become familiar with over the years, under my feet. Wishing it had sleeves I could also hide in. The only thing I hadn’t become used to is the necklace.

At least I knew who sent the special delivery letter. Closely looking at the opal diamond. I recognised it as the same tear shaped one, only it has a pink sheen.

A hint of disappointment hit me, I found it prettier when it was its original plain colour.

The dream is more defined. I could feel the red isn’t paint. The walls had been covered in soft red material.

I wanted to have a dream that took me away from what had recently happened.

“You could stay here and leave all that happened.”

I couldn’t help my reaction. Instead of freaking out at the whisper close to my ear, I relaxed. Hades is practically leaning over me and I relaxed? I felt a strange pull he had on me while tried to drag me closer, like the little space between us shouldn’t be there.

A small part of me argued the space between us should be bigger. When I thought, he was some human under some Greek mythology delusion, I thought I was attracted to him because of curiosity.

Now, I found out this is real, I have no idea.

I tempted a peek at him, he dressed all in black but his slender built up figure still is obvious even with clothes. I examined his face, they really weren’t kidding about Gods looking like they were sculpted out of marble. His eyes stood out against his pale skin, like his hair they looked black but had a red tint in the light. They reminded me of the opal around my neck in the light they shined their colours.

Still staring at him he began to slide my nearest sleeve down exposing my shoulder tracing my collarbone, his face keeping close to my ear.

He isn’t some guy under some delusion; I have been the one who has been deluded.

“Looks like you didn’t need my persuasion after all.” He assumed; I wonder what his original plan was to make me believe in him?

“I need to wake up.” I muffled suddenly finally getting out of the trance.

“What if you are already awake?” He spoke more clearly, in a defined accent, still close my ear. It took me till then to figure out he is inhaling my scent.

“I can’t be. I only come here when I’m asleep.”

“How about something to eat?” He said finally moving his head.

“You think I’m going to fall for that?” Turning to fully face him.

“No, of course. You’re too smart for that. However,” He commenced. Hades grabbed the pomegranate and knife from the floor on his other side. I want to desperately to move away but the invisible hold is still there.

Hades gradually sliced the pomegranate in half, revealing to me for the first time what one looks like inside. “It’s actually even better, that Thanatos is your father.” He informed picking out the pomegranate seeds.

“There is a rule. I control the dead. That control covers those with Shinigami blood, who haven’t learned to control their powers yet. Normally due to growing up, their powers are the most out of control between the ages of fourteen and eighteen, sometimes nineteen, depending on the amount of stress. They need the most control. So, let’s say a Halfling blowing out electronics in an emotional fit.” He clarified.

I realised what he is implying, making me finally get out of my relaxed state.

“That’s when I could step in.” Hades concluded.

“That’s when you could control me more.” I feared.

“Yes. Your mother should have really listened to your dad when he tried to contact you when you were fourteen. Also, your mum could have really done with telling you everything before the deadline. That much to process isn’t too good on stress levels.” Hades sighed inspecting the half of the pomegranate he hadn’t taken to pieces. He then decided to show off my throwing a pomegranate seed in the air and catching it in his mouth.

I closed my eyes and took deep breaths; trying to calm my heart rate and trying any thought process that would make me wake up.

“So, Alexa, we can do this the easy way or the hard way.” He whispered, the contact of his shirt-covered body touching my arm made my heart rate drop. He held a hand full of the pomegranate seeds in front of me. I didn’t count all of them but I could tell there is more than six. For the first time, I managed to shuffle away only I backed myself into a corner. He sighed moving in closer.

“I’m not going to eat them.” I responded through clenched teeth.

“Eat.” He commanded moving in front of me. My hands shook wanting to reach for the seeds. I shook my head making my hair fall over my face, which he quickly moved. What if I had one? No I can’t.


“Final answer?”

“What’s the point in asking that? You’ll keep asking.”

“Because, you tricked me once.” He muttered in my ear, leaning over me, his face not even an inch away from mine. His mint scent engulfed me, drowning my other senses for a moment. “I’m not willing to let you get away again.”

“What-?” My line is cut off.

Hades’ warm mouth was on mine. As much as I tried to break away, his hand behind my neck held me there, I felt like melting. Then as I gasped from his other hand moving and putting pressure on my side, found out why he is really doing this.

I felt his tongue force some pomegranate seeds into my mouth. I panicked. Knowing that he forced me back onto the wall, his mouth still not moving away from mine.

Each of his touches felt gave a relieving sensation like discovering something cold after craving it a hot day. On the other hand, I couldn’t let myself get caught in the moment, as I knew what he’s trying to do. Biting his tongue is an option; I couldn’t bring myself to do it. My hands moved to push him away but the power he held over me in this moment is physical as well as emotional and mental.

I’m defenceless. Hades is God of the Underworld, one of the more powerful Gods. Maybe it is normal for any fight to go running away.

I moved the seeds to the side of my mouth. Underneath my tongue would have been useless, like for gum, it would have been easy to check.

Once, he seemed satisfied, he pulled away. He played with the ends of my hair for a second. Still believing he had got me. Giving him a smirk I turned my head to get the seeds out of my mouth.

I yelped in pain, with a hand full of my hair abruptly pulled my head got back. I looked up, wide-eyed, at Hades who looked far from happy.

“It doesn’t matter you know. Every night, until you are here properly, you will come to this room. I’ll be waiting.” He threatened his face inches from mine. “And there are more seeds in the pomegranate.” Hades breathed, I sharply inhaled not from his threat. The taste of his breath made me need his lips on mine again.


Writing Project- Goddess of Change- Chapter 7

Chapter 7



After the nauseating, speed breaking journey, I found out another thing that Sophia is going to kill me for. At least there is going to be one reason I would know why she is angry. Yuuki left to keep up the story that we hadn’t gone out.

No one is here to defend me.

“I’ve lost my keys.” I squeaked showing the hole in my summer coat pocket. I swear Sophia thought of multiple ways to kill me in that second.

“You! -” She screamed not able to end the sentence. She stood waving her arms and biting her lip that signalled I needed to get out of the way.

“Climb over the fence and quickly get in through the kitchen doors, then let me in.” She sneered. The private back garden, my mum had put a spare door key to the French doors in one of the hanging baskets. I don’t think she ever imagined it would be needed for a situation like this.

Without question, I hoisted myself over the wooden fence working on falling onto the floor with zero injury. I managed to finish my mission then let Sophia in so she could continue her secret, but noticeably obvious, mission.

“I need to call my aunt.” Sophia said barging in through the door as I opened it.

“What is wrong?” I screamed walking into the living room before deciding to pick up the pretzels and jump on the sofa. I’m starting to think whatever it is. They are over thinking it.

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Writing Project- Goddess of Change- Chapter 6

Chapter 6






Yuuki appeared at the door moments later, in half the time it should have taken her driving that car across town.

“Ok, before we go out,” Sophia stated. I thought for a second, I’m about to get a lecture. “Yuuki, take the rollers out of your hair.”

“Fine, for the record though, I was going to take them out as we got there.”

“That would mean you’re taking them out while driving.” I answered finding myself outside after standing in the door way for a few minutes.

“What can I say? I’m defining what they actually mean by multitasking.” Yuuki said flinching as Sophia took it upon herself to sort Yuuki’s hair out.

“Yeah and highlighting another high car crash scenario.” I mumbled climbing into the back of the car. I had to avoid empty sweet packet mountain and the statue of the Chinese waving cat, which is actually seat belted, in the driver’s side passenger seat.

“Yuuki, next time, take the chicken feathers out before you put the rollers in!” Sophia scolded.

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Writing Project- Goddess of Change- Chapter 5

Chapter 5




“What’s wrong honey?” My mum called as I slammed the door shut and leant against it. Of course, the annoying trait of, ‘Act like nothing happened,’ Appears, the argument yesterday can’t be brought back up.

“Nothing.” I squeaked, wondering how I’m going to explain the missing bag and grazed hands.

I’m not fit enough to run all the way back home. I had to slow to a walk a few… Like eight… Minutes back and got my breath back and heart rate down. Scarcely, after my nerves had calmed, the doorbell rang

Was it that man?

Or worse that dog?

Ok, I’m over thinking it, how can a dog ring the doorbell?

I peeked out of the eyehole in the door, something I never do. No one is there.

Cautiously I cracked open the door, on the doorstep unexpectedly stood my satchel.

“Who is it?” My mum asked walking into the hall, just as I snatched up my bag.

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