Chapter Eighteen: A New Development

Chapter Eighteen: A New Development

 I walked into my house, it was a mansion but I still called it a house anyway. Hecate surprisingly made herself at home and opened up the fridge and took out a bottle of fine wine.

 Yes— Hades has wine in his fridge!

 She cleaned up the mess I had made earlier and I think she giggled something. Did she know I was scared by my own guard dogs? Or was she amused by the fact that I'm taking juice when there's wine? If she doesn't know fruits are more healthy for a man well over one thousand and something.

 I reclined by back on the wall and watched her fill two glass cups with the wine. She was strangely calm and open, almost feeling like a close friend I never had the luxury of making.

 "So did you come here everyday?" I tried to make a engagement of words with her as I took the cup she handed to me. I don't know if I could recreate Hades usual comportment with her but for someone reason I felt freer around her.

 She unbottoned her suit and dropped it on the sofa leaving only her white shirt on. "Yes I did boss. I would wait a while if no one answered the door and come in, clean the house, check up on you feed the dogs. Judging from the mess they must have missed you."

 Hmm, god wine was touché. As in superior to any I have ever had before. "Oh they made sure to leave trace of that on my face. So how has the underworld matters been going?" That's it, I had to keep the conversation going.

 I watched her run her middle finger round the rim of her cup, she was hesitant to say something.

 CHARACTER "HECATE" IS PERFECTLY FINE.

 "This damn eye." I cursed silently as I clung to the eye.

 Hecate took notice of this causinge to pretend as if I was wiped off a dirt from it. "The underworld has been managing boss, I barely get a moment of rest but that's the job right? There have also been some factions running wild here and there. Some of the managers are cutting on their pay since you haven't been around."

 "Oh really? My retirement fund is being manhandled my incompetent fools?" Don't get me wrong, I was furious. Money was an essence.

 "Hmm?" I looked up so see Hecate laughing.

 Shit! Laughing at Hades, I fucked up bad this time.

 "You are back to the way you used to be, I'm glad you have forgiven me. Back then when I chose to side with you as you conquered the underworld. Those were the good days when we had lots of fun." She said in a downcast tone. "Lately you've been cooped up in your mansion obsessed with some documentation you never told be about."

 "Haa~" I heaved a deep sight and locked eyes with her. "I'm glad you held on long enough for me Hecate."

 She gave me a slight nod and smiled. "What's gotten into you man, you're oddly cheerful. I guess you wound must have closed up again."

 "Sure." I nodded back. My eye started to whir again. "Shit!" This time I could not fake it and I clung to it.

 I felt a warm palm on my hand and looked to see Hecate before me, I don't know what her reaction would be but it would come eventually.

 "Which eye is it?" Her question shocked me. "It's the evil eye isn't it?"

 "W-- what?" What's this about an evil eye?

 EVIL EYE- EYE ON THE LEFT THAT DECODES THE INFORMATION ABOUT THE WORLD AROUND YOU ON COMMAND.

 CURRENT STATUS OF EVIL EYE- OVERHEATING

 Oh so Hades has an evil eye?

 But what's an evil eye anyway? It's not in my memory. Is it even Greek?

 "I'm fine Hecate, I just want to know when Zeus' birthday is?"

 "Oh, his two thousandth birthday? It's coming up in a week's time." Hecate replied almost immediately.

 Does that mean that the gods of Olympus only celebrate their birthdays every thousand year? Then I well over two thousand, immortality kind of sucks.

 But now I know when the first calamity will strike but what is the first calamity? I have to think hard. A while has gone since Prometheus was bound to the rock what follows next, what happens on Zeus' birthday?

 It was then it hit me!!!

 "No! It can't be--"

 Hecate brushed my shoulder lightly. "Hades? Something on your mind."

 "There's no other thing I can think off. It's the myth of THE GOLDEN APPLE, THE APPLE OF DISCORD. It was the tipping point of the falling out of the three goddesses. There's no two ways about it, it's the calamity I have to prevent!" I found Hecate staring at me with questioning eyes.

 FUCK!!

 Did I say that out loud? Talk about bad luck!