Freak Like Me || Hades

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Hecate made her way through the New York club scene, almost slithering through the mass of idiot mortals. They were too stupid to notice real power as it stood before them. Although, as only a Minor Goddess she didn't truly rank very high on the power scale, but what powers she did have should be feared. Moving swiftly to the entrance of The Underworld Hecate cracked her neck and shifted her clothes from the black and blue leather that she had donned before leaving her home that morning to a black corseted flowing gown. 

Moving through her second home she sighed and dispelled the few lingering soul and spirits that tried to rush her. She had heard of the hard times that had seemed to hit her favorite dark God, he was a friend of sorts and since she was close by she felt the need to go see him. Making her way towards him she approached Hades and swept her hair over to one shoulder exposing her neck in a sign of respect. It was her odd way of acknowledging his power. Despite being much, much older than the male before her, he could end her in heart beat, and she knew this. 

Supporting Zeus had been a good decision on her part, as she knew there was no point in siding with someone who was only going to loose anyway. After Persephone had made Hecate her personal confidante she had spent a great deal of time in the Underworld, but since things had become rough in the marriage, she had sent for Hecate less and less. Which was the reason she was now there.

"Hades, what have you done to Persephone now? She will not speak to me and it has been weeks sent she sent for me, to even talk. This is odd, even fore her." 

[Hades]

Hades, for the most part, was a very methodical god. He liked order amidst the chaos of dying- a certain number of breaths per lifetime, a certain number of gates one must pass through before they could reach their final stop, a finite number of mortals that could pass through his realm and leave. Numbers were everything to Hades- they made sense, they didn’t lie, and they didn’t change at days end. What Hades didn’t understand, however, was people- most specifically, what made them tick.

Most who met Hades considered the god completely devoid of all emotion but one- and that was anger. While it was true he had what could definitely be considered a nasty temper, it wasn’t true that he was emotionless- he was just very, very good at keeping it all held inside. He felt love, he felt curiosity, he felt wonder- but all of these things made him look weak, and that was something he could not afford to chance.

That said, when he began to sense the presence of another god in the Underworld, Hades allowed himself to feel something particularly dangerous: hope. Unfortunately for Hades, it wasn’t to last, as the guest he had been hoping for turned into someone much different.

"Hades, what have you done to Persephone now? She will not speak to me and it has been weeks sent she sent for me, to even talk. This is odd, even fore her."

“Persephone?” He repeated, then blinked. His dark eyes were far away, but he quickly came back to the present. “Ah, yes, Persephone.” His tone was dry. “I think we both know she has a tendency to be a bit… overdramatic.”

In fact, it had been his wife’s overdramatic personality that had led to the rift between them, long ago. While Hades was certainly accustomed to taking what he wanted when he wanted, he was interested in cold, hard facts at the end of the day. Persephone was all about the emotion, blowing hot and cold within seconds. Drama followed in her path- drama, and, usually, her mother. Hades wasn’t sure which was worse. “So Persephone’s temper tantrum has brought you here to harass me during prime soul hours? My, she’ll be so ecstatic.” He rolled his eyes. “Do you know how many mortals die during the night, Hecate? I really don’t have time for this.”

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Hecate snickered slightly. "Not so much as harass you, more along the lines of what bloody took you so long! Do not get me wrong, but I have never seen what you saw in her. In all honesty, I am grateful for what gifts you gave me for helping you, but sometimes I wish I had never helped you. Mainly when she went all whiny about you not doing this, or not showing this emotion, or that emotion. After a Millennium i wanted to shove an apple in her mouth and roast her."

With a wave of her hand she summoned a chair and a nail file. "If this is how you treat all your guests Hades, no wonder no one comes to see you."

[Hades]

"Not so much as harass you, more along the lines of what bloody took you so long! Do not get me wrong, but I have never seen what you saw in her. In all honesty, I am grateful for what gifts you gave me for helping you, but sometimes I wish I had never helped you. Mainly when she went all whiny about you not doing this, or not showing this emotion, or that emotion. After a Millennium i wanted to shove an apple in her mouth and roast her."

“She’s my wife,” Hades reminded her, his voice glinting with steel. While he might not be affectionate when it came to Persephone, she was still to be respected as the Queen of the Underworld- and Hades wouldn’t have Hecate forget that. “Besides, I do believe the two of you are supposed to be friends?” He intoned dryly. “I’m not exactly familiar with the theory, but I don’t believe it includes bad mouthing her to her husband behind her back.”

"If this is how you treat all your guests Hades, no wonder no one comes to see you."

“I much think I prefer it that way.” Particularly given that Hecate was not who he wanted to be dealing with today- but he doubted he would see the one he actually wanted.

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Hecate rolld her eyes dramatically and waved her hand the nail file dissapearing in a light purple puff of smoke. " Oh do stop, Hades. You act as if it is not something I have not said to her face before dreaming of saying it to you. I might be a bitch, but geez Hades I'm not that bad." Swinging her legs over she hopped down off his throne like chair and walked close to him.

She looked him over and sighed. " I forget sometimes how much we really differ, despite the fact that Inrespect you, and go to great lengths to gain your respect all I have ever gained from you are your wife's friendship and the powers of Necromancy you bestowed me. Younlike to be alone, I get that. Your just not people person, and never will be, but if you try I will stop being such a psycho about Persephone and admit its none of my business."