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I awoke to the steady beat of pacing footsteps. My eyes fluttered open to find that it was a teenage boy, around the age of seventeen like myself, who was pacing in a circle at the foot of my hospital bed. I had yet another visitor, however his curly black hair and small golden eyes didn't seem the least bit familiar. With the amount of drugs the nurses have been giving me over the past few days, I didn't give it another thought. My unknown visitor had now stopped walking, and was staring down at me from the foot of my bed in an unnerving way. His dark clothes contrasted against the bleached whiteness that filled the room.
His melodious voice drifted towards me, “Hello there Harmony, I’m Hades.”
I winced from the pain of my broken ribs, as I awkwardly hoisted myself up. "Hi, Hade." I greeted him politely.
His voice deepened slightly with aggravation. “Not Hade, Hades.” He put extra emphasis on the 's'.
Well clearly he didn't care that I was in pain. “Oh.” I pouted my lips. “As in the God of the Underworld?”
“Precisely.” He beamed.
That seemed like an odd figure to be named after. “Why did you parents name you after him?” I tried my best not to sound rude.
He sighed deeply before clarifying, “I’m not named after him, I am him. Tada.” He rolled his eyes as he twinkled his fingers for extra measure.
My eyebrows drew in together. “Excuse me?”
“I said that I am Hades, God of the Underworld.”
I stared blankly at him, not too sure how to respond.
“Okay, I know you humans are a little slow, but it shouldn’t be that difficult to comprehend.”
I knew that this had to be some weird joke, but I decided to play along. When you have been cooped up in a hospital bed for the past week, you’ll pounce on any opportunity for amusement. “Okay, then why are you a teenager? Shouldn’t you be all big and scary? The most dangerous thing that you look like you are capable of doing is breaking some girl’s heart.” I said with a smirk.
He narrowed his amber eyes on me as he hissed, “Look who has an attitude.” His face then relaxed and his voice lightened with delight. “Perhaps you aren’t as awful as I had suspected. Oh, and by the way Harmony, if I was in my normal form you would burst into flames. No big.”
“Burst into flames?” I tried to contain the laughter that was bubbling within me.
“Yes, and if you like I could demonstrate but then you would be dead, which means I couldn’t gloat. That would be quiet a waste now wouldn’t it. Oh wait! I’m the God of the Underworld, so we would meet again. So… what do you say? Are you up for a little gamble?” He finished with a wink. His malevolent words didn’t match his overjoyed tone.
I didn’t know who this kid was, but he was taking this game a little too far. My eyes bounced uneasily around the room before falling back on his. “No thanks, I think I’m good.”
“Good, you finally believe me, because this interrogation was becoming very tiresome.” The boy said dryly.
“Wait, you were being serious? I thought this was some kind of strange joke or game.” I replied with a laugh.
He massaged his forehead with his hand, making himself look about thirty years older. When he was finished he raised one long, thin finger and aimed it at the wall above my head. As he slid his finger horizontally, the wall made a screeching sound as it parted. When he was done I tentatively slipped my finger into the gap with fearful awe.
I spun my head back around to face him. The words escaped from my flopped open mouth, “What did you just do?!” I squeaked in horror.
He shrugged his shoulders as he nonchalantly answered, “I made a small incision in the wall above your stubborn little head.”
“I can see that! But why?”
His smooth face formed into a smile. “Oh, because you didn’t believe me, and I couldn’t bear to waste any more time, sweet pea.”
My stomach twisted into a tight knot and I felt like I was going to be sick. I could feel the colour draining from my face as my brain slowly realized what was happening. I was talking to an actual god, or someone with freaky super-natural powers at the very least. Either way, I had plenty of reason to be scared speechless.
He watched my reaction meticulously. He then crossed his arms across his chest as he waited for my frozen body to defrost.
“H-how is this possible?” I sputtered.
I could see the humour in his eyes. “Because it is. Why are humans alive? Why did I get stuck with being the God of the Underworld? Why do you petty little humans think that I am so terrible? Humph, these are all great questions that will never be answered. Anyway, let’s move on. I am here because it seems like you have a small predicament on your hands. You see, you checked in on my list.”
“What list?”
“I was getting to that.” He furrowed his eyebrows and deepened his voice. His voice lightened as he continued. “It is my list of all the people who have died. When someone dies, they check in on my list. At the end of the week, Hermes has to wrangle up all the dead souls and bring them to my kingdom. If there are any issues, then I sometimes get involved. Depends on my mood.”
Panic and fear surged through my body like a hot flame. I could feel my palms beginning to sweat as I spluttered, “B-b-but I’m not dead, right? I mean, aren’t I still alive?”
“Relax cupcake, you are still alive. See, now that’s the big problemo. You are on my list, yet here you are still alive and well…I suppose. Anyway, do I ignore the list, or your heartbeat?”
I could hear my heart monitor beeping loudly as my heart rate increased. “The list.”
“Yes, but that wouldn’t really coincide with my mean and ruthless image. Even Gods have to live up to expectations, you know.”
“You can change your image. This could be a brand new start for you. What do you think?” I forced a grin.
“No.” Hades replied simply.
“No?” My voice cracked.
“Oh calm down, I’m not going to kill you, even though I easily could, but I’m not. So, please relax because your little machine thing is going crazy. I don’t want all of the nurses running in here. Instead, I am going to offer you a little proposition.” He clasped his hands together and the gold specks in his eyes twinkled.
I wasn’t too sure what he was going to propose, but I said, “Okay”.
“I need your help with one of those troublesome souls. I need you to ease Aiden Keto’s guilt and convince him that his time on earth is finished.”
My heart sank. “Aiden Keto? But that’s… that’s my boyfriend.” I could feel the building tears sting my eyes as they tried to make their way through. I felt like time and everything else was frozen.
In an instant Aiden and I were back in his dad's black Honda Civic. The frigid air was engulfed in darkness as we were driving back from the late movie. It was around 12:30 in the morning and the road was deserted. We were laughing when he hit a patch of black ice. He swerved into the next lane of oncoming traffic. I looked up to see two blinding head lights coming straight towards us. A rush a fear surged through my body. I was screaming for him to move out of the way, and was even reaching up to grab the wheel from him, when everything went black. Within a second everything was gone. The bubbling laughter, the heart-wrenching fear, the panicked yelling, and the blinding headlights. They were all gone.
I don't remember what happened after that. I heard nothing, saw nothing, and thankfully felt nothing. Three days later I woke up in this awfully bright room with two crushed ribs, internal bleeding, a broken nose, and buried behind bruises and scratches. These all seemed insignificant when I found out I was waking up alone.
Bringing me back to reality and saving me from exploding into tears, was Hades’ sarcastic, “Yes... I know that is your boyfriend. That is why I am getting you to do it. See, it all makes sense. Who knew that evil could have a brain?”
“But…but he’s dead.”
My heart monitor was loudly beeping in tune with my fast heartbeat. Hades sighed, “Mhm, that’s right. If he wasn’t why would I waste my time here?” He paused as he glared at my obnoxious machine. “Can I just unplug that thing? It is really starting to get on my nerves. Not to mention that the nurses are going to think that you’re dying or something.” When I failed to respond, he strode over to my machine and starting poking at it. “So, you’re okay with me unplugging this right?”
My head snapped up to look at him. “No! I need that.”
“Why? I’m going to get you out of here anyway.”
I wrinkled up my forehead. “What do you mean?” I asked with hesitation.
He paced around the small room as he explained. “Well, you don’t look like you are in any condition to be walking, and wheeling around town will just take too long. Instead I’m going to fix you all up.” He paused momentarily. “Think of it as instant medicine or a super band aid.” Sarcasm danced along his words.
“You… you can do that?” I asked with obvious surprise.
“Yes.” He nodded slowly. “If I can kill, clearly I can heal.”
“I am actually getting out of here? You are going to put me back to normal?” I could feel the excitement explode within me.
“Yes, that is what I just said. Okay, what happened to you? We were making so much progress and then ka-plunk… we are back to square one.”
I scrunched up my face at him.
His golden jewel-like eyes stared me down intensely. Finally he said, “Okay, Hammy give me your hand. I’m going to fix you up.”
“Hammy?” My eyes instinctively ran down my body, as I figured he was calling me fat. Great, now I am fat and stupid.
He flashed me a boyish grin. “Yeah, it’s short for Harmony. I just thought of it now. What do you think?”
My eyes went wide and round as I stared at him mutely.
His smile vanished as he muttered, “Just give me your hand.”
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