london , southeastern england - 10:00 am , arcadia historical museum.

It was the weather today that encouraged visitors and residents , both to pull over their light jackets and walk around the pretty gardens that bloomed prosperously today almost a if the gods residing over us , themselves did that - blessing us. I stood outside the museum not sure whether to go in or stay put at my place - amused at the effect today. It was not the weather but perhaps the auspicious thing bound to happen right now , proves the mood today i guess. I went in , two of my personalities still in clash w other regarding my decision but i had to work , i had to do my job despite noisy visitors and students interrupting my speech every few minutes or so.

I sighed and pulled the gates to get in. There were visitors already , estimating to at least 35 of them from the school i was assigned to guide through the greek gallery. one of the kid nudged the other , in attempt to pick up a fight with him but was dragged away by a teacher. kids , oh my god.

I passed through the reception and smiled warmly at the girl who in response happily returned the smile. That's Genevieve , my co-worker. She is 24 years old with a athletic figure , her complexion is slightly over type II. Her elegant green , cat like eyes assured visitors that they would Definitely enjoy their time here. Her hair , raven black and wavy , gives contrast to her face , gracefully dark upon her delicate pale skin.

I walked towards the group of students messing around with the paintings and swiftly pushed them aside , warning them to just stop.

" may i have your gracious attention here ? " i requested , well knowing some of them are still going to go around be noisy just fucking around for no reason at all.

" so here you have the painting - drawn back in 18th century , depicting the epic battle between two gods named-"

Out of nowhere , a knife dashed at me - it took me a minute to process the situation i was in that time and another 2 minutes to convince my brain of my death. I braced myself for the possible burning pain but all i felt were muscular arms wrapped around me in protectiveness as i was one of his valuable possessions. I anxiously fluttered open my eyes , eager to know what was going on here. most importantly , who was this guy. I looked at him , right in his eyes and my soul pleaded my body to let it reside in heaven like right now. He looked so ethereal , his wine red glowed in its most strange way , making me curious of his origin. His gaze was fixated at me perhaps studying me , wondering who is this idiot i just saved?

He had the kind of facial features that once seen , stopped you on tracks and made you wish that before dying , you shall be blessed with this sight once again. He was breathtaking from the sight of his plump red lips to his broad shoulders that are helping his arms hold me , firmly. His expression depicted nothing but emotionless state but hint of amusement somewhere. Even in the dim light , his face seemed to glow grey and smooth as marble. As i was still admiring him , he said , in his ever so appealing voice.

" done admiring yet? " i was stunned. oh god , oh my god i think i am getting an attack right now. Looking down , i noticed that he was still holding me. I came out of my dazed trance and abruptly pushed him away. He , in return backed up to provide me space to get myself together.

" come on now. we have to leave. " His voice alarmed me.

while all of this took place , i couldn't help but notice the havoc the assassination attempt had caused here. visitors clutched to their dear ones , comforting them. Few staff anxiously held on to children present as they prayed a rescue for them right now. All the exits , doors and entrances were locked from outside , an out of this earth material like metal - shiny and burning hot , held it shut. there were bloody carcasses on the floor , some which had lost their limbs , arms and heads. People had tried opening the gate but ended up in hospital due to their hand being turned into an dark ash like substance which one touched , just disappeared into thin air leaving victims in burning pain. what the fuck man. I couldn't face the people present in the museum as the sight was too gore to look at.

" we have to help them ! " I said , facing the man.

" they can't be helped. they are dead already" He replied ever so passively.

" oh my fucking god , what about them who are alive? we need to get them out , what? why don't you say something? man say something? mr?"

The other one seemed to be clicking his wrist and tried to cast a magic spell or sum of sort muttering. I went upto him and shook him gently , by his shoulders. annoyed by my outburst , he held my figure in his arms and picked me up so i just squirmed against his chest , trying to free myself out of his grip.

" We are leaving. " I listened to him with deep hatred while still trying to free myself out. how dare he just kidnap me like this? i have to call my goddamn lawyer.

" who the fuck are you anyway? kidnapping me like this , you are going to jail , you asshole." I replied listlessly.

even till now , I remember what he told me.

" I am hades , god of death and the underworld but you can call me vincent" And hearing that , I saw myself fall into a tunnel of darkness , where perhaps my doom had been waiting around.