Page 2 of Darkening Truth
I know that, but denial is my friend until I either manage to wrap my head around the notion, or I don’t have any other choice but to deal with it. Honestly, it’s most likely going to be the second option that I go with.
I force myself to refocus on the current situation.
Having gods involved is not a good thing, especially if it’s the God who wants to take down Hades and the Underworld.
Shit. It took me far too long to connect the dots and see the potential danger that we’re in right now.
“I’m assuming that if the God who wants Hades dead is the one who brought us here, then we wouldn’t just be standing in this waiting room?” I ask.
Hades frowns, “No. It would not be smart to bring me here if they wanted to cause me, or any of you, any harm. There is an alarm built into this part of the God Realm that would immediately start blaring, alerting all of the realm. It would then lock the God or Goddess in a cell that is strong enough to contain them, and then the guards would come and take them away for questioning and punishment.”
Reaper asks, “So even the gods need to be policed?” He pauses and then carries on talking before Hades can answer, “You know what, never mind, that makes sense actually.”
“There’s so much history between everyone in the God Realm that it’s inevitable that they need to cool off at times,” Khaos shrugs, answering Reaper’s question anyway. “Plus, gods get bored, and then there are takeover attempts like this one. Thinking about it, they probably need more policing than anyone.”
“Agreed. Even so, I think an attack in the waiting room has only happened once before,” Hades adds thoughtfully.
I’m not sure if it’s supposed to reassure us or not, but I don’t feel very reassured. If the God is clever enough, then he could attack and kill Hades all before he gets imprisoned in the cell that Hades told us about.
He wants Hades dead badly enough that it would make sense for him to have a plan like that in place.
The only thing that’s making me pause and not insist that we get out of here right this fucking second is that, if he did do that, yes, he would succeed in killing Hades, but I would imagine that killing another god comes with a pretty hefty punishment. So he wouldn’t be able to carry on with the rest of his plan, and I’m reasonably sure that the princes were just a pawn in hisplan, and it’s he who wants to take over the realms and use the power of the souls in the Underworld to do so.
Of course, he could send someone else to do it for him. He likes using people to do his bidding. So he could hire some poor god who believed in his mission to take over the Underworld and convince them to take the risk, come here, and kill Hades for him, so that he isn’t the one who gets imprisoned and blamed for it.
Shit.
“How hard are you to kill?” I ask Hades bluntly.
Khaos’ eyebrows hit his hairline, and it occurs to me that although I feel like I know him extremely well because of our shared dreamscapes, we actually don’t know that much about each other. We know a lot of things that we wouldn’t necessarily share with anyone else, things that would make us vulnerable, and silly things like favourite colours, favourite meals, and birthdays, but we don't know how each other behaves in everyday situations.
I’m actually pretty fucking excited to get to know him better.
“What are you thinking, Farren?” Kill asks me, his eyes studying my features closely.
I sigh, “I’m wondering how easy it would be to ambush and kill Hades.”
Hades frowns, “You think that someone would try to kill me despite the consequences that they would face if they tried?”
I nod, “That’s exactly what I think.” I quickly explain my thought process, and the possibility that the God could hire someone else to do his bidding, and then ask, “So, how hard are you to kill?”
“I’m really hard to kill, almost impossible,” Hades replies.
I raise my eyebrow at the almost.
“There are a couple of weapons that can kill gods and goddesses,” Khaos explains, with a heavy frown. Hades gives him a sharp look, and Khaos smirks, “She would kick your arse and mine if we kept that from her, and youknow that. Besides, something tells me that they’re all going to need to know that at some point soon anyway, and it’s better that she finds out about it now, and without the arse kicking.”
I grin. I love that he knows that.
Hades sighs and looks at me, “I’m sorry, I just don’t want you to worry.”
I nod, “I get that, and I appreciate the sentiment, but don’t keep things from me, okay?”
I feel like that needs to be said now. I do not like it when important things are kept from me, especially things that concern our safety.
Hades nods, “Understood, I’m sorry. I do know that, it’s just you’ve been through a hell of a lot, and I didn’t want to add to it right now.”
I smile and walk over to him. “I get it, I really do, but you should also know that the last thing I want is for any of you to start tiptoeing around me because of the things that I’ve been through.”
