You can be disappointed by anyone or anything and remain indifferent, but when the disappointment comes from those close to you, it reaches a deep place in your heart and provides damage that no one, not even the ones who disappointed you, can heal.
You will feel defeated and insecure, that you don't belong to this place anymore.
These feelings become unmanageable to the point that you come to wish the death of these people.
Then these feelings of hatred come one after another and nothing can extinguish the fire that lights up deep inside you.
The fire had lit deep inside me, and my excitement and wish that my real parents come alive, become the opposite.
Do you imagine what I feel, when I am disappointed by my parents because all they care about is their interests, and they are not even sorry about it?
They had me trying to do anything just so they could get back to the underworld.
The god of the underworld, Duncan, was my uncle more specifically the brother of Nephustus. And even though we were family,but the respect I had for him was beyond what a relationship between a niece and uncle should be.
Therefore, I had never gotten to the world of the dead alone, Alfea and Nephustus where always with me. As he was the most feared god of the upper world, he managed to get through all of the obstacles on our way. No one ever, dare to challenge him or get in his way.
It wasn't going to be the easier thing to do, but it was the best thing that needed to be done as soon as possible.
Because it was dangerous, I couldn't let Elijah come with me.
Nephustus said clearly, that a human who goes in, by his own weel, never come back out of it.
It was difficult to persuade him not to come with me, but I finally figured it out.
As I stand in front of the door of the underworld, the memories of my adventure in the cursed door, came back to me. I remembered that I was standing like I am today, questioning my needs and my priorities.
But if I managed to get out of that door, I will find a way out of here too. So I took a deep breath and went through the door, this time I prepared myself with the ammo I needed.
The more I advanced, with each step, I felt that I am being followed.
It was a world full of ghost after all, so I didn't pay attention to it, and continued to walk forward.
But suddenly, a bunch of cyclops came and encircled me. They were more than ten and I was alone. But it doesn't intimidate me, I've seen worse. I then prepared my self for the battle, and after this wild fight no cyclop remains on his foot. Except for one who, when I was resting a little, attacked me from behind. That's when Elijah showed up and, the cyclop hit him instead of me. When I saw so uch blood on Elijah's shirt, I became crazy and I hit the cyclops so hard that it was fatal to him.
I then got back on my knees, as I was crying, to see if Elijah was alright. I took his hand and told him:" I asked you not to come, why did you do this? Why?!" He looked at me with a gaze full of pain and love at the same time and said: " because I love you." In this moment, the world stopped, my heart stopped from beating and my body stopped breathing. " I love you too" I replies to him while drowning in my tears.
He didn't reply, neither had he looked at me, his eyes was shut and he became cold. I remembered then what my father said about humans entering here by their will. Far away, stood two black angels, that was waiting form me to take him. I grabbed him and started crying, saying thatbthey won't take him anywhere, when one of them approaches me I threatened him, but he didn't back up.
" Goddess, it's been a while since you visited us, we are honoured. But our job is to take the dead, and we won't let him here. He chose to come here even so he knows the consequences. Now if you will excuse us."
He curtseyed to me and asked the second angel to come help him.
As they took him, it was like they were tearing out my heart from me.
Why aren't we meant to be together happily?