Daughter of Death

20. Olympus pt1

Chapter summary: You tell your father about Atlas and Ares (sort of) and head to Olympus.
Notes:

I wanted to finish up this part of the story and head onto the skelebois, but it ended up too long, sooo this is the second last chapter that contains the Gods and Goddesses.

Translation (In order):

λίγη κρίνος = Little lily - Thanatos (ur dad)

λαθραίο ποτό = Moonshine - Persephone

ρόδο = Rose - Aphrodite

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"Heya Cerberus, miss me?" You ask, the corners of your lips curling as the large dog growled. It tumbled the floor, his paw stepping close to you - threatening to squish you underneath his large claws. You easily took a step back, squinting your eyes at the rush of wind as his heads looked over you.

"yeah, didn't think so." You say, adjusting your hold on your clothes and swiping your scythe away, a squeal of an imp that replaced your scythe, you carelessly threw it into the air, watching as Cerberus began to tear it apart. Each head snapped down its jaws and fought. The squeals disappear as you approach the looming Castle. The dark glow of the underworld welcoming you as you passed two guard posts.

Something dark zoomed past your feet, making you jump and star eye-wide at Cerberus. You hand on your beating chest. Shaking your head, you smiled at the smaller form and continued on, with the three-headed dog leading you the way.

Smiling softly in greeting, (ignoring their surprised looks) as  licked your lips, you grinned and picked up your pace, lightly jogging towards the tall doors that automatically opened for you and shut behind with a loud thud. The entrance of the castle was a deep blue with speckles of green, white, and yellow here and there. A large portrait of Hades and Persephone greeted you at the top of the staircase, branching out to the north and south wings.

Cerberus barked loudly, three barks mixing into one sounded terrifying, but you just smiled.

Ignoring this, you turned to your left and quickly followed the smaller paintings of the King and Queen, several being your father, some being you - when you were younger.

Walking towards the throne room, you slipped your sleeves off, letting them hang to your side as you clipped on the golden armband - a similar band that matched Artemis', but yours curled lightly before joining each end.

Clipping the other on, you slipped the necklace around your neck. Lazily putting on the jewelry before heading towards a bathroom.

Angry shouts had stopped you on your stride. Straining your ears to hear more of the conversation. When you couldn't make things out, you sighed and slipped into a vacant room, a room you often stayed in. Walking over to the mirror and stripped out of your modern clothes. Cerberus, seeing that you weren't interested anymore, climbed over the bed and lowered his heads. Beady red eyes trained on you. Easily changing into the chiton and pulling your curly hair into a half up-do. Strands of (colour) framing your face as you picked up the forgotten headpiece, swiped your bangs to the side and rightfully placed it on your head.

People with glasses You took off your glasses and blinked rapidly at your reflection, the (colour) fading into the usual reaper colours and slipped them back on. Taking a step back to examine your work, you purse your lips into a thin line.

Looking towards the vanity mirror, you shook your head and made your way towards it. After getting ready, you left the room with the guard dog in tow. Soft clicks sounded each time you took a step further and closer to the throne room. Your lips pulled into a concentrated line as you watched your step.