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This turned out a lot longer than I meant for it and probably requires a part 2 oops. This is for calumcuddled demigod!5sos night lol
Michael looked up at his father the last time, letting out a shaky sigh. His bottom lip quivered as he lifted his small arms to put around his neck. He didn’t want to go visit his mother and definitely didn’t want to go alone. He had heard all the stories about getting to her. Monsters, death, Hades himself and other things in his pass. He would rather never see her again.
Hades was nice until he overed Michael something to drink, until it melted into chalky water in his mouth. “Spirits! Get it!” He laughed, Michael fake laughed until he left the room to vomit beside him.
“Do I really have to go?” He pleaded, giving his father a pitiful look. “She doesn’t even like having me around.”
“Sorry, boy.” His father shrugged. “Go now and I don’t want to see you back till the end of summer.” He pleaded.
Michael looked up at his father, who looked a lot like him. He had his round nose and tall, thin figure. That was it, though to anyone who had never seen his mother (99% of his friends) he looked like him a lot more. Michael had most of his features from his mom: round nose, deep red lips and dark hair with a stripe of blonde.
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“Awh, Mikey!” Hades spoke (more growled) in Michael’s directions. He wore all black, today taking the form of a stereotypical metal-head.
Shivers were sent down his spine as he walked passed him, head low. This wasn’t pleasant, never was. The walk there was eerie and slightly smelly. Though some enjoyed the smell of sulfur, Michael found it too pungent and musky. He gagged walking past a pit, but he knew his mother wouldn’t be far. All rivers lead to her.
Michael knew automatically when he was close. The cries of agony could be heard, which made all of his hair stand on end. Though he knew he should enjoy this and follow in his mother’s footsteps, (unwanted) pain was never for him.
“Michael, my dear,” she spoke in sickly sweet voice. “You’ve grown so much.”
When Michael got close enough, she grabbed his head between and pulling him in. She kissed his forehead. Her hands burned on his skin, and his hair curling away from her. She still didn’t need to notice. Styx, the deity and owner of the river, Michael’s own mother, made his skin crawl. He took in her appearance. She wore a flowy black dress, long past her hands and feet. Her dress made her resemble the souls trying to escape though she was in black instead of white.
“I’ve missed you, my beautiful boy.” She took his hand. Her fingers were thin and clammy. “Come, you’ve got much to see
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