Why Trust You

Hades Styx II

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It was the dead of the night, and Hades was at the park. Why was he here? The night make his pale skin almost glow in the moonlight, his black hair curving around his young face. Recently, his father had gotten engaged, and now, Hades was going to have a new mother. His father was watching from afar, but Hades was standing under the moon, in the grass. He wore clothing almost identical to his father, but he did not have a trenchcoat so he settled for a thick jacket. He wanted to learn to be like this father. His liquid silver eyes closed and he listened to the air and sounds around him. He could hear footsteps of someone, but he did not know who she or he was. So, he dismissed them. He could not hear his father either. That was not a surprise either. Because he was being homeschooled and raised by one of the most evil families of all time, he was naturally precocious. He was more in tuned with magic than muggle items.

He knew nothing of muggles. He had never seen one, but he did not want to either. His liquid silver eyes opened and he could see the playground including the jungle gym. His father liked to climb buildings and watch from rooftops, maybe he could start by watching everything from the heights of the jungle gym? Hades walked over to the gym, and with his pale white hands, he grasped the chilly metal and it was not long before he was balanced, crouching on the jungle gym, watching the critters below. Just a few more years and he will gain the abilities like his father once he learned how to do them on his own. Vastly amongst his siblings, he was the most like his dad. Hades continued to hold his balance, as he glanced around to see if he could actually find his father but he could not. Hades shrugged slightly. He knew that his father would come by and apparate him home, but Hades wanted to be out until midnight, just to see what it was like. Luckily, he was mature enough to be outside on his own without someone hanging on his side all the time.
 
Kaia knew better than to be outside alone at night. Actually she knew better than to be outside alone period without the family guard tailing her like she was an exotic princess or something. The Malkov's were a very strict and controlling family so their children had very guided rules on what they were and they weren't allowed to do. But this wasn't going to stop little Miss Kaia from having her fun and doing what she wanted to do. She hated being all locked up and isolated from the world because she felt really alone and always bored. Going outside for just an hour or so to play at the park couldn't be so bad could it? Kaia didn't think it would be. So when nighttime rolled around and her nanny had officially tucked her into bed and went off on her own, and she was sure her parents were in bed and unlikely to catch her sneaking out. She rolled out of bed, threw on some appropriate clothing for going outside and managed to climb out onto the roof and use the large oak tree to get down onto the ground. She had done this a few times so it was easier than most would imagine. With once last glance at the dark Manor Kaia rolled her dark purple eyes and booked it as fast as her short little legs could carry her. The further away she was the closer she was to the park and the watchful eyes of her parents. Kaia was the youngest out of four siblings, but if possible she was probably the most misunderstood of the four. Kasura was the firecracker, the one who wasn't afraid to speak her mind or get angry at anything or anyone. Lukas was a little on the crazy side and the only boy so father was always onto him, and Kallisto was the perfect child who was talented at everything and always listened. then there was little Kaia. The one that was easy to forget about. Kaia was quiet for the most part, but at the same time she was honest to the point where it hurt at times.

After fifteen minute's of wandering in the direction she figured the park was in, Kaia froze and stopped to survey the area. She had never been out without someone with her before so she actually had no idea where she was at the moment. It was also darker so her surroundings were a lot harder to make out. Her purple eyes scanned the area carefully but she saw nothing she recognized. "Where...am I?" She whipped her head towards a bush as a few birds flew out of it. They had scared her but then again she might have scared them as well. A sigh escaped the young girls lips as she took off and away from the bush. Kaia had been walking so long that she couldn't even remember what way she had come from, now she had no idea how to get home either. A frustrated sigh left her mouth not a moment later when she realized that now she was stuck outside. Kaia felt like there was someone nearby or watching her, but she figured it was just another bird or something. So instead she stopped moving around and crossed her arms over her chest. How was she going to get home? Did she even want to go home for that matter?
 
Hades could hear bird flocking out of the bush, scared by something. His silver eyes watched the feathers of the birds slowly fall to the grass, before his eyes landed on a small girl about his age enter into the playground. Hardly anyone let their children go outside this time at night unless they had messed up parents like Hades had. If only he had a wand so that he could really have some fun, but he was just ten, and he was not about to start using magic just yet. Hades would have to make do with what he had. Slowly, he gripped the metal bars, still cold as ever. He swung down and he landed on the grass, his sounds not nearly as silent as they should be. Hades adjusted his jacket, when his liquid silver eyes spotted his father in an alley, coming toward him. Almost motioning for his son to hurry and come to him. Hades' eyes darted from his father and to the girl. He did not know if he should leave her out here on her own. "Always trust your inner instincts." A small voice flooded his mind, and it was advice given to him by his dad.

Naturally, he would have to obey what his feelings told him, what feelings he normally had that is. Hades turned and walked to the girl, and felt like he should protect her. He glanced over her as he approached her from the dark, and he thought that this would be his sister. Well, it was not as strong as he was bonded toward Vritra but it was still there regardless. Hades inquired, his voice soft like silk, but cold as ice, "What are you doing out here alone?" Hades looked almost confused, but he wondered if she were lost. Technically, he was not alone as his father went to a bench and took a seat to watch his son. Hades brushed his black hair away from his eyes, and he wondered if this girl was a long lost sister or something. However the purple eyes spoke for themselves. Perhaps a long lost cousin? Aunt Valefaria had purple eyes after all.
 
Kaia didn't know what it was about being away from home, but whenever she was she had the feeling or the sense that she could pretty much do anything she wanted to. Her parents had a tight grip on all of them and once it was broken the children would do pretty much anything they could to have that feeling of freedom for just a moment. When the cold and silky voice reached Kaia's small ears she almost expected it to be the sound of something from her dreams and not really coming from an actual person. But when she turned and saw that there was nothing more than a boy her age standing in front of her she widened her purple eyes immediately. Her body also stiffened as she wasn't sure whether she should turn and run or stay where she was and try to see what the boy wanted, if he wanted anything at all. He looked almost as if he were a ghost or a mere memory of her past. The purple eyes beauty had never seen a boy quite like this one before so it led her to believe that he really just wasn't there. Although Kaia was shocked and young she wasn't afraid of the dark, or the darkness that loomed around the world. It was all part of the world so one should come to accept the darkness as willingly as anyone, she was not fearful of this boy. More like curious as to what and who he was. Why was he here in front of her instead of any other child in the world? Kaia had to see if this boy was real or if she was imagining this all up, or dreaming it. Maybe it was another one of her weird dreams where she thought everything was real, but merely woke up to her Nanny shaking her awake. A darkly painted fingernail dug into her palm before she blinked and carefully brought a hand out to touch the boy on his shoulder softly. Just to see if he would fade away once she started to really get comfortable.

"Your...real." Kaia's voice was soft and her Russian accent was very thick, to the point where her English may have been hard for someone who wasn't used to the Russian language for her to understand. In her own home her parents spoke nothing but Russian to the others so the only chance she go to use English was if there were others around. Kaia's purple eyes sunk to the ground when she realized what the boy had asked her, what she was going out here alone. To be honest not even she knew the answer to this really. "I think I'm running away from home." Kaia wasn't sure why this had come out but she guessed that this was the truth. Did she really intend on going back ever now that she was out and had no idea which way her house was. Kaia wasn't even really sure that she cared if she never got back. Why was this boy out here as well? Was he running away just as she was?
 
No, this girl couldn't be a relative of his aunt's. She may have had purple eyes, but this shade was not the same type of indigo that Valefaria possessed. Then...who was she? Hades still felt a bond to her, and that was all he knew for the time being. However, when the girl actually reached out and touched him on the shoulder, as if to believe that he was some sort of ghost, Hades thought that this girl might be a little out of her mind. Feeling the need to touch someone to ensure that they exist was enough to send Hades' head spinning in thought. Did she think he was a ghost? And if so, he surely did not possess the gray clothing and all, as his clothing were in the depths of black. Hades was not sure of what to make of a girl like this, and she possessed something that struck Hades as odd. When she finally spoke, saying that he was real, Hades gave one single, but curt, nod. That was solve her suspicions of thinking that he is a ghost when really he was just a pale complexed boy that refused to really travel in the sunlight. It was not that it could not be helped, but when it comes to tanning, Hades loved to be out in the moonlight, basking in its everlasting glow.

This girl spoke in a broken English, but luckily for her, he could understand Russian fairly easily, and speak a little of it. He knew how to write it too, but he was learning both Bulgarian and Russian at the same time, so he was having a bit of difficulty when it comes to speaking it. Hades heard her reasoning for coming out, and he raised an eyebrow. Think she is running away? So, she had not done it yet, and she had not succeeded. Hades murmured, "Think you are running away?" He empathized on the word think and he wondered if he was speaking too fast for her. But he did use the same pace as before and she understood that. By this point, the existence of his father was nay. He could feel the fact that he was being watched but that was just. "It is dangerous to come out at night, alone." Hades softly adjusted his position and he stuck his hands into the pockets of his jacket.
 
Kaia saw the boy give her a single curt nod. Confirming to her that he was indeed a real person and not just some figment of her imagination. It relieved her to know that she wasn't alone out here. Even if it did mean that she was out here with some boy that was pale and quiet enough to be no one more than a mere ghost who kept watched over this playground. How morbid would that be? Kaia had begun to space off in her thoughts until the ghost-like boy that she didn't know the name of spoke to her. He questioned her about the whole running away thing and seemed to be unsure about what she meant when she said 'I think'. The English was a little hard for her to understand but after a moment of repeating the words one by one inside her head she understood more carefully about what he was asking her. Kaia carefully opened her mouth and tried to carefully form the words in her head. Since her English needed some work she had to be careful what she said to him. "Well it wasn't my intention to run away from home. But now that I'm actually out here and away from it, I don't really want to go back there. Ever." Kaia told the boy honestly. She didn't want to go home and she didn't want to leave this place. It didn't really occur to her how much she really hated her home and the remainder of her family until she was actually gone and didn't have to put up with them. First Kasura had left more than a decade ago, then Lukas left some time after, and now Kaia was never coming back either. It was a wonder that the Malkov's weren't more fearful of why their children were disappearing to never be seen again. A gentle breeze blew some of Kaia's dark locks into her face where she promptly brushed it away. This boy wouldn't make her go home would he?

"I'm not afraid." Kaia replied softly when the boy told her it was dangerous to be here alone at night. She wasn't sure why he really cared since he was out here alone himself. But it was true that she wasn't afraid. Even if this boy wasn't a real person she probably wouldn't have been afraid either. Why fear the dark when it is all really the same thing in the light too? Maybe it was because peopled feared what they couldn't see or understand. Kaia's dark purple eyes bore in the boys now. Like she was trying to judge or see the real him, but she was really just waiting. Waiting for all of this to be a dream. For her imprisonment inside the Malkov Manor to continue on.
 
Hades listened when the girl said that it was not her intention to run away from home, but then she said that she did not want to go back home either. Why not? Why did she never want to go back home? Hades did not understand that because he had always been with his father and barely remembered what his mother looked like, acted like, anything. Hades could not empathize with her. He just continued to stare at her with utmost confusion because he did not get it. Why did girls have to be so weird? Vritra was not nearly as weird as this one was, but what made her so appealing was the recognition of her eyes. Did he dream of this or something? Hades flinched his fingers inside of his pockets and he narrowed her eyes as he thought for a moment on not telling her to go back to her home. Where would she go? Hades spoke once more, on the part of her not going home, “Where would you go if you do not want to go back there? Actually, I think that maybe you should come live with me and my siblings.” Hades might seem like he was joking, like anyone would, but there was no joking matter on his face. Hades was being serious, that she should come live with him. She might not be afraid but he was protective over her, like he needed to be; and he felt the same when it concerned Vritra.

Hades breathed in the cool air of the night, and a tiny faint of a smirk crossed his lips that were as white as snow. She was not afraid, and that was a good and a foolish thing. It all depended on how things were seen. Hades pulled his hands out of his pockets and proceeded to fold his arms over his chest. Hades murmured, “You may not be afraid, but those that replace hidden fear with false bravery, however I am not saying you do that. But it still does not leave out the dangers that are present out there, because I have seen them, which is why I do not want you out here by yourself. Come, meet my father with me.” Hades motioned with his head over to the bench where the first ever Hades in the family sat, looking as dangerous as an alligator. Hades was someone that never really feared but he respected everything that walked. He knew that he would have to fight the dangers one day. The dangers were not named to him right now, but he knew because of the stories his father told him when he slept at night, and that poem that was read to him spoke a lot on its own terms as well. The poem was like a deadly poison to the innocent mind, making them the darkest children if the spouse of the Zhefarovich would allow it.
 
Where would she go? Kaia had not thought of that just yet. She was so happy to be out of the house and getting away from it that it never occurred to her that she would need a place to stay eventually. This boy was making her think about a lot of things that she had neglected to think about in the first place. "I'm not sure where I would go, just..somewhere. Maybe nowhere at all. Live with you? I barely know you." It was a surprising question but Kaia didn't seem to react poorly to it because it wasn't that she really despised the idea. It was more along the lines of just not knowing this boy, what if he wanted to hurt her. Kaia felt protected around him but she knew better than to trust that easily. It could be false comfort. This boy seemed to be good at channeling false comfort into her system and that was maybe because she felt like she had seen him in a dream before or someone like him at least. It was never normal to see someone you had seen so many times in your dreams standing right in front of you was it? Kaia's purple eyes drifted down to her shoes before she cleared her throat and tried to piece together words once again. One thing she did notice was how much easier it was to speak in her dreams then it was in real life, maybe she was just better off mute. "What is your name?" Her voice had the childlike tone to it, but it was soft and easy on the ears. Once she became a woman and grew as the years went by she would truly be a wonder, or at least thats what Kasura used to tell her in her letters, before she stopped writing at least. Either the woman must have stopped caring or she was just afraid that she would be found that way. Kaia used to miss Kasura and Lukas but now they were like a distant memory to Kaia. Was this her new path? To follow and seek after this boy? Was her subconscious trying to send her a message?

Kaia's mouth opened to speak to the boy but once he told her to come meet his father with him she closed it just as quickly as she opened it. All she could do was nod her head and like she was nothing more than a lifeless phantom herself, follow after him with uncertainty. For a moment she had wanted to tell him that he was being to protective over a stranger but in a sick sense she kind of liked having a complete stranger worry over her sake. Most would let such a strange child alone, to suffer and lose her mind on her own. Becoming insane was much less scary when it was with someone who shared your views. Maybe living in a dream work with the mysterious boy and his ways was her body's way of saying that it was just time to let go. Up ahead Kaia could see a silhouette sitting upon the bench. Her purple eyes flickered a different emotion for a moment before they returned to normal and she continued to follow the boy. Soon she was close enough to just feel the feeling that the man gave off, he seemed even more familiar.
 
"I barely know you too, but at least it is somewhere to go," Hades pointed out as he stared at the girl that he could see one day as his sister. He turned to face the front once more, and he was someone to really want things to go the way they were supposed to. And he felt like this should actually happen. Like this girl should be adopted into the family. Hades thought that this would be the best thing that could happen to her, yet he did not even know her. His instincts were highly developed, and though they did not inform him of everything, they still led him in the right direction. Hades thought that his instincts were an inner voice that told him which way to go, told him what to do, and when he actually heard them, he always followed them without question. Hades led the way to the bench where his father sat, and Hades bowed his head out of respect for when he actually saw his father. It was something that he had always done, because this was an elder. No one taught him to do this, as it was just something that Hades had done on his own. As it seems, for now, he ignored the girl's questioning of his name. He did not like revealing it just yet.

He stared into his father's dark, cold eyes, and he turned to the girl. This was when he said his name, "I am Hades Lutrov the Second. This is my father, and he is the first." Hades wondered if his father would actually learn to adopt another. Well, he never adopted, but Hades had many siblings. None were close to his age, and he wanted someone that was actually his age. That was what he wanted. Hades inquired, his voice low and soft, "Father, this girl, she has violet eyes. Perhaps she is family, and she ran away. May we keep her?" Just the way he asked to have the girl to come home with them was like asking his father to take home a stray dog. It was not in the same sense. Hades just wondered what his father would have to say about taking home yet another child. It could not be that bad, could it?
 
This was indeed an interesting development. Hades had been watching his son for a while now, his every movements was similar to what he had done as a child, only Hades stayed inside, and never wondered outside. Hades II liked being outside at night. This was not a problem for Hades because he was always out at night, doing something or another. Hades watched as his son brought over a potential victim, and before he knew it, Hades II told her the name, including his own in an offhanded manner. Slowly, Hades rose to his feet, standing at a massive height, and looked down upon the girl. There was something awfully familiar about her and he could not figure it out. He bent down on one knee so that he could get a better look at her. Not a single emotion came across his face, and he narrowed his eyes when he caught a glimpse of those purple eyes. Strikingly purple. Yet, they were not the same hue as his sister's. Hades informed his son, "She is not family, not by blood of ours or by blood of Valefaria's. The eyes, they are familiar." Hades just could not place his finger on it, and he glanced over at his son, almost looking into a mirror. It was uncanny yet it did not even phase Hades. It was probably the same thing as Asparuh Zhefarovich II did as he stared at Asparuh Zhefarovich III. Though similar minds was different than similar minds and similar appearances.

However, he probably would have to know her name as well. Slowly, Hades rose to his full height once more, and he shook his head, "Son, you cannot just pick a girl off of the street and ask if you can keep her. People are not animals, though some might question that however." Hades shook his head and he continued, "The answer is no." His son had never spoken against his father's wishes, but it was not until now when he decided to start, "I have instincts, you told me to follow. I have a feeling she was a sister." This made Hades think. He might be able to convince Asparuh to allow him to adopt a child, but he would have to find her parents first, and put out notifications, and if he did not receive an answer, he would adopt her, but that was if the girl even wanted to come home with them. Hades turned his attention to the girl, "Very well, then. What is your name and what are you doing out of your home right now?" He was more concerned with who she was right now, before he would even consider letting a stranger into his home. If need be, there was the option of killing her, but he would prefer to let his son do it because killing a child was boring, because they never put up a fight. Not much of one anyway.
 
It was somewhere to go so Kaia knew the boy was right. It was just her issue of not knowing whether she wanted to trust him or not coming into play. Even if she had seen him in her dreams and imagined him to be a ghost or a figment of her imagination, it didn't mean she that was willing to completely let her guard down. There was a lot of freaks in the world and all she had to do was let her guard down once and she could be harmed. So it wasn't completely this boys fault for her uneasiness. The boy led the way to the bench where an older man that had a similar look to his. Kaia immediately recognized the man as being someone she had seen multiple times in her that dream she always had. It wasn't his face particularly but his eyes and the dark cloak he wore reminded her of the man who always met her at the end of the path and told her to follow him. Before the small girl could say anything the boy told her both his name and the older mans name. "Hades..." Kaia repeated in her Russian accent as if she was trying to train herself how to say his name correctly because it was something she had never heard before. It was a name she liked though. It was dark to a point but as weird as it sounded, Kaia also found it to be a bit pretty sounding. Then she heard the boy ask if they could keep her and Kaia raised both her eyebrows. He just spoke as if she were some lost puppy he found and wanted to take home, and it seemed that his father agreed. The two bantered back and forth and eventually she grew a little worried that the man wouldn't let her stay with Hades II. 'Do I actually care if I stay with him or not?' Kaia thought to herself as she let her eyes drift off to the playground so she could avoid staring down Hades for saying no to her staying. Can't he see that she clearly didn't want to go home. When he changed his mind and such she turned and glanced back at the road that she had come from, but turned back just in time to hear him ask her something.

"My name is Arakaia Malkov but I prefer just Kaia. I'm not so sure why I'm out here, I just couldn't sleep and went outside. I ended up here but I don't want to go back." Kaia told the man as her dark purple eyes locked straight into his like she was trying to get a glimpse inside of his head or something. But really she was just hoping that he understood that she was not exactly a normal girl and her old home was not a place where she was happy. Kaia had trouble sleeping sometimes and it dragged on for days with no sleep. But she didn't tell either of them that, if they knew she was a sleepless girl, and who had weird dreams when she did. Something wasn't right about her but she never minded it.
 
Hades at first did not know what to think when his father said no, but he had spoken again, which was highly unusual for him. Hades never spoke against someone's decision, and this time, he made it known that this was what he believed in, and wanted to see it through. Hades did not want this girl, now named Kaia to him, not going home where she did not belong. He just had this feeling that she did not belong there, and she belonged with him, and his family. As incredible as it was to have his father agree with letting her come with them - asking who she was to Hades was a sign of having his way now. Yet, the young boy did not smile, frown, or show any signs of emotion still. He was simply...pleased. Yet, that last name, Malkov, he knew it sounded familiar. Did not his aunt say something about a Malkov? He was unsure, but at this point, he was here to watch these things follow through. He may be gaining a new sister, and someone that would be around the same age as he. It would be something that he wanted, and honestly, he did not know whether he would be attending Hogwarts New Zealand or Durmstrang. It was either or at this point in his life.
 
Malkov, that name was something that Hades knew. He smirked lightly at the thought of the name, and the family. He knew that they were pure-blood, but one in particular was associated with an exiled family member of his own. Vladislav. He did not want to have to go meet up with his lovely wife again, but he would have to somehow notify the family that Kaia was in his possession. But taking a kid home, that was a little on the strange side. Hades folded his arms across his chest and closed his eyes in deep thought. For his son to speak out of term like that, he must have seen something that Hades had yet to see really. He thought that Kaia had something strange about her, as easy as he could read someone. Plus, she does not want to go back to her home. He did not know why or how, but he figured that he would have to do something. She was led out here tonight, right into his son's path as well as his own. She was supposed to meet him and his son tonight, or else she would have gone elsewhere.

Hades came to a decision, "All right, Kaia, here is how it will go. My son feels that this is so important to him, you will have to come with us as I take him back home. I will notify and see if you are missing, and after a month has passed and if no one notifies me, then I suppose you can be adopted, if that is what you want." Hades did not know if this would be the right option, but he would have to go forth and ask his grandfather to see if he could adopt Kaia after a month. Hades started walking in another direction, toward an alley from where he had came so that they could head back home. His son followed, but after a few steps, Hades turned his head over his shoulder and he told the girl, "Follow me." One that was a normal child would never follow the orders of someone that looked as malicious and creepy as Hades did, but there was something else too. Hades was a complex man, evil in most ways, amusing in others. He had reasons for everything he did, and he was planning on somehow using this as well.
 
Kaia's heart soared when the man told her that she was gong to need to come with him as he brought the younger Hades home, since they both had the name Hades Kaia was just going to stick with calling the younger one 'Brother' so she wouldn't get the two of them mixed up. A small step was taken toward them but then she heard Hades say that he was going to notify to see if she was missing and if no one claimed her she could be adopted. It wasn't the adoption part that bothered her so much, it was her being put out as a missing child. Of course her parents would search for her high and low and if they caught any sign of her she would be taken home to them and any chance of her finding meaning behind those dreams would be over with. "No no no! You cannot tell anyone you found me sir! If you do my parents will make me come back and I'll be miserable again!" Kaia called after the man. Her accent was thick and soft like a child's voice. She made sure to fill it with a hidden strength so both of them would know the seriousness. Her short legs carried her over so she could stand in front of the man and her purple eyes illuminated themselves in the dark as she stared up at her, she didn't want to go home. Kaia knew very well that if she stayed all she would do it be smothered. Her parents smothered Kasura and Lukas and it got to bad that they even tried to arranged who they were going to love and marry. Both of them left and avoided it. Kallisto probably wouldn't be so lucky and would be forced into something if she stayed there, but if Kaia could help it she would make sure she wasn't going to end up being their slave.

"I would very much appreciate being taken in, I have seen you in my dreams before..I have yet to figure out why but I think...I was supposed to meet the both of you tonight." Kaia confirmed that she would very much liked to be adopted by Hades. Her speech was a little formal when she spoke to adults but she remembered her grandmother telling her that she needed to always speak to her elders and the people she admired to sweetly. It made her older and less disliked by older people. Kaia could only hope she possibly appealed to Hades in some way so he would actually want to take her home and care for her more than just because 'brother' really wanted her to stay.
 
Hades turned around once they arrived at the end of the alley. His son crowded next to him, and gripped onto his robes to prepare to apparate. Hades narrowed his eyes down at Kaia, and he bent down with one knee on the ground. There was one thing one should never tell Hades, and that whether he can or cannot do something, because that would just prove that person wrong in the end. Hades spoke, his voice colder and much more stern now, something he usually used on a child, "I am not going to take you in, without notifying someone of your being here. That would be similar to kidnapping, and if that got out, then my name would and could be released and I would end up in a mess of trouble. Chances are, things will go in my favor." Hades was not about to let this go about without doing it the right way. Hades was good at keeping things hidden. Now, if she did come along, he would have to ensure that she is taught the same things as Hades II is. Hades was not going to allow someone to be taught differently.

She could have been a future Auror, but now with Hades as a father-figure, that was not going to happen. Not under his roof. The only problem was the schools that he was going to send them too. He might send them to Hogwarts in New Zealand, or he might make them go to Durmstrang. He was not completely sure, but he had a feeling that New Zealand would be a little better. Hades extended his hand and he had a sly smile on his lips, "Then it is the darkness that beckons you to us then. It works in many ways." Strange how serious that Hades took this. Though the darkness was really a figment of his mind, he thought that there was darkness everywhere, in the hearts of everyone. He could tempt those to the dark side, and that was just easy enough if the hearts were already half way there anyhow. Once Kaia took his hand, that would seal it. She would be coming home with them, because once she did that, Hades would apparate away.
 

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