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Hades kept one hand on the reins, and pinched the bridge of his nose with the thumb and forefinger of his other hand. This latest trip to Mount Olympus had been less than eventful. He had been polite to his brother, for once in his life. But no, Zeus was too busy to listen to Hades’ problem. He needed a diversion, to distract himself from his anger. He pulled his black stallion into a small forest. He had been coming here nearly every day now. And each time he came, he stayed a little bit longer. He found a place, between two olive trees, where he and his horse could hide without being seen while he watched. There was a clearing here, a small meadow full of wildflowers. Four girls and one beautiful young goddess came here to pick flowers and enjoy the sunshine. He was only interested in the one, Zeus and Demeter’s daughter, Kore. It was a dangerous and foolish venture, and he knew it. But he was infatuated, and he could not easily be swayed once he put his mind to something. He was a stubborn god. He just wanted to get to know her to begin with. But he knew deep down that he had become more involved than he cared to admit. Hades could guess what his brother would do if he found out Hades was here. Banishment, no more Mount Olympus or stingy gods and goddesses! Hades sat down on the forest floor and kept his eyes on Kore. He hoped that his horse would not be seen, but was confident that they were both well hidden. He was closer to the edge of the clearing today than he had ever been. He contemplated revealing himself to her now, but held back thinking, soon, soon my dear, but not yet. He stared for a long while, Kore was alone today. She came close to his perch to pick some white flowers, and Hades felt his palms begin to sweat. Pull yourself together, you are a god, he told himself, you are above this! But, perhaps he wasn’t. Who said that just because he was a god meant that he could not love? He gasped; Kore lifted her head suddenly and looked toward where Hades was seated. Had she seen him? He would have to reveal himself to her sooner than planned is she had. She took a step toward him, but called the name of her mother. She was looking at a place far off beyond his shoulder. Demeter was approaching. What if Demeter saw him here? Would the consequences be as bad if it were Zeus? He sighed when he realized that Demeter had not seen him either. She was farther off to his right. He relaxed a bit, but decided that it was time to leave. Hades paced through his study. That was a close call. He would have to be more careful. A knock sounded at the door. "What! What is it! This had better be important! I’m busy!" "Sir, the doctor is here." "Ah!" Hades groaned. He had forgotten about him. That human doctor whom had employed the help of Apollo to give his patients life. He was a thorn in Hades’ side. "Send him in," he called. "Yes master." Hades was pacing again when the doctor entered. "What’s this all about Hades?" He asked, sitting down as if he were the host. "You know very well what irks me. You, Akedium, who is using Apollo, god of the sun against me." Hades grumbled. "I can help these people, and that’s more than anyone can say for you. You take people from their homes, their families, their lives. I have ridden through the villages around Athens, I have seen your work. The widows, barely able to fend for themselves and their children, the orphans who have to steal to live, and men who can hardly make it through the day because they have lost their wives. You are no more than a curse upon Greece." "Do you think that prolonging the lives of the dying will solve their problems? There is a reason that Uranus and Gaea did not grant humans immortality." "You are obsolete, Hades. You are the god without a purpose." "How dare you! You have attempted to rid me of my right as god of the underworld! No one will die because of you! Old men will continually suffer the pains of aging, diseased men will forever carry the burdens of their illness. You would wish this responsibility upon yourself? You, Akedium, have condemned yourself!" "You of all people should know of condemnation, Hades!" "And you know what I am capable of! This is your only warning! If I hear of this again, it will be your life, not theirs!" With that, Hades sent him out of the room and slammed the door behind Akedium. He fell down on his chair and sighed.
This was something that Hades could’ve done without.


