It had been an hour since Thanatos and I were separated, and right now, I dislike how I have seventeen men holding me down.
Thanatos stood across the room from me, who had no guards, but a gash in his face and wing, with golden blood leaking down his black feathers and onto the floor. Reyna stood between us, wrapping her wrist in a bandage. Collin’s body lay on the floor a few feet from my father; most of it lay as a pile of dust. I couldn’t see out of my right eye and blood was leaking down my cheek and onto my gown. “So, what happened again?” Reyna asked for the tenth time, who had apparently just been ignoring me each time I answered.
“He killed Collin!” I screamed, trying to break free of the chains that held me still, the men pulling harder on them. “He stole his life for his own selfish self!”
“Calm down, Svare.” Thanatos whispered, “Crying will hurt your eye there.”
“That you stabbed!” I hissed, giving him the finger through the chains, “You stabbed my eye out and took Collin’s life!”
“Hey, an eye for an eye, am I right?” Thanatos gave a smile to Reyna, who just glared at him.
“Aren’t you going to heal yourself, Thanatos?” she asked him, pointing to the wounds. “I know you’re the God of Death, but bleeding…”
“I’m going to let Svare have her moment of glory, let her think that she actually did something.” Thanatos nodded towards me and then down at Collin, “Look, dear, you need to know that Collin was faking. He lied to you and this whole camp at that.”
I lowered onto my knees and stared down at what remained of Collin’s body. “I hate you…” I muttered, watching the blood drip onto my lap with my good eye.
“I’m sorry?” Thanatos stepped forward, his wings opening all the way, his wounds already healed up. “What did you say, Svare?”
“I hate you.” I said louder, looking up at him, “Look at what you did, Thanatos, do you see what you’ve done?”
Thanatos knelt in front of me and wiped away the blood from my cheek, which I responded by spitting on his chest.
“Get away from me. I hate you.” I hissed, moving my foot towards his knee.
He hopped up and disappeared and reappeared at the end of the room. Thanatos crossed his arms, “I did it for your own good, Svare. You should know that I would never do anything to hurt you.”
“Go away.” I stood up and outstretched my arms and the chains broke like twigs. The men tried to tackle me, but I walked into a nearby shadow and disappeared.
The Underworld has always been soothing for me. I grew up here, in the dark, among the dead. They never seemed like much to be before, except for now, watching Collin’s soul wander around the Fields of Asphodel.
“It’s hard, isn’t it?” Hades asked, putting his hand on my shoulder. “Losing someone, that is.” I looked up at him and his face turned dark. He sighed, “You know, you need to cover that.”
“I hate Thanatos…” I muttered, “But at least Collin is where he belongs, nowhere higher or lower. “
Hades smiled a little bit and shook his head, “You know, you’re going to have to get over it. There’s plenty of fish in the sea.”
“Where does that come into play with you? You forced Persephone to be yours because there weren’t any fish in your sea.”
Hades pushed me and I stumbled forward, “Silence. Now say your goodbye to Collin and you’re going back up there to get your eye bandaged.”
I walked towards Collin, tears already making my vision blurry. He walked around, hopeless and lost, muttering something about how he wanted to say something, but couldn’t remember what it was. “You idiot.” I smiled, rubbing my good eye free of tears. “I can’t believe you lied to me.”
“Maybe it involved something to do with… No…” Collin whispered, totally ignoring me.
Sighing, I turned on my heel, “I dislike you, but I’ll get Thanatos back somehow.”