Part One: Evil's birth.
Chapter One"When will you come back?" Melinda cried.
"Never! I'm done with this house, I'm done with this town, and I’m done with you!" Felix cried.
"But the baby! Think of our baby!"

But he didn't turn around. Not once did he turn around to see his wife holding the small figure wrapped in the blanket she had sown not too long ago.

Melinda looked up and screamed to the sky." Ecantinum Prestige MOMENTUM Siledum!" she cried, as she took the baby and held it up to the sky.

The sky became a deep-red shade and thunder began. The birds flew as fast as their wings would allow them, trying to get away from the farm.

Felix turned around just in time to see the ground open...and Melinda throw herself into it, leaving the baby in mid-air.

Not even his years of training for the Greek Olympics had prepared him for the chase that would soon follow. The sky darkened and the rain began pouring down as he ran back and took a hold of the baby. He had to make sure it was alright, so he opened the blanket covering his face …and screamed.

The baby was blue.... and from its head, blue flames emerged. He fell to his knees and began to pray to the Gods to forgive him and cure his son. But no answer came from the sky. No thunder flashed, no hole appeared…all that came was sadness.

Not even Zeus took pity on him.

⌐Three years later¬

"Hades! Come quickly!" Felix yelled, as he saw the approaching crowd. "Into the house, now!"
"But why? What have done wrong?" Hades asked as soon as he came in.
"Nothing. You have done nothing! It's them; they cannot understand your...condition."
"Oh, I see, Father. Don't worry, after you talk to them everything will be alright!" he said, flashing one of his best smiles at his father.
"I hope so, Hades. I hope so," he said, as he stepped out.

The mob was ever larger than Felix had expected. Surely, he thought, Bartholomeus must be the leader.
And surely enough, a middle-aged man stepped out and took out a long scroll.
"Ehem, listen up! We are gather here today to put an end to the wickedness that should have been taken care of years ago," he cried.
"No, surely you must be joking! You cannot. NO! I won't let you," Felix yelled.
"You dare raise your voice at me?" Bartholomeus cried. "That creature is a danger to itself and to everybody around it! Our greatest fears were confirmed today: The Oracle has been looking for it! We must get rid of it before they reach our town. You should know perfectly about what they are capable of doing, Felix.”
Felix did know what the Oracle was capable of; he had seen it before.
"But she left years ago, surely that MUST count for something! She made him like this; punish her, not my son!"
"Son?" Bartholomeus cried. "You were to marry their daughter, have an heir, and live happily ever after! You broke the contract! Now our lands are doomed - DOOMED! Now step aside, we must do what is best for the village."
"No! Hades, run! RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN!" Felix cried, as the crowd began to close in.

Hades looked at his father, shed a tear, and began to run.

Just as he began to gain speed, he heard an ear-shattering scream.
And then everything was silent.

So, uhm....


Poor Felix?

"I come to you in hope that you'll help me, Powerful Ones," the man said.
The first woman blinked her only eye and nodded.
"Yes, yes... You seek answers. But the Gray Sisters do not have what you seek," she said.
The middle sister patted her sister's back causing the eye to fall. She cough it just in time and popped it in.
"You wretched woman!" the other screamed. "It's mine! I had it first!"
"Ha! As if! Everybody knows the eye and the tooth are mine!" the eldest one roared.
"You old hags!" the man roared.
The Sisters turned around and murmured something inaudible.
"Well?" the man asked.

"You come seeking what we cannot give. Yet you expect it. What good is this asking? You judge not by the power, but by the appearance. We'll tell you this, traveler. He will grow up to be your biggest thread.
No good deed will ever go unpunished in the Land of Lighting.
Not as long as he lives."

The man reflected on what he had just been told.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
The Sisters nodded and the youngest took the eye.
"Behold the prophesy!" she said, as the eye began to form a strange light, revealing a strange image.
Of a blue kid with fire in his head.

Zeus' smile faded.
"So that's the thread? A child??"
The Sisters nodded and the eldest took the eye.
"And so he shall bring the downfall of your empire," she said.

"Not if I can help it."

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