The Sword of Ares: Chapter 15

I found myself in a bed made of the souls of men

Watching down on me was Alex and some guy with jet black hair, sickening pale skin and black beady eyes.

Hades

"Andrew!" she hugged me and suddenly i felt pain in my chest, i looked and i found a chunk of my chest gone and replaced by bronze metal and plating.

"AGHHHHH!!!!!!!! MY CHEST WHATS HAPPENED TO MY CHEST!!" "Blame Kronos, he tried cutting you open and taking your body as a vessel till my daughter found you"

I looked at Alex "You..."

she blushed and she kissed me

I nearly melted on the spot. Hades grunted and didn't seem angry

"Wait...the sword I...Kronos has the sword" "We know...we got it back" he indicated the sword in the corner "We need to get it to Ares" "Impossible" "Impossible?" "If i let Ares threw the defences he'll slaughter me and my monsters" "You can't die" "Yeah but it'll hurt and even if i could explain it he wouldn't believe me" "Why wouldn't he" he gave me a annoyed look "I'm Hades, who in the world would trust the god of death" "Oh...yeah i forgot"

I thought then i remembered my last quest

when i was in the Trojan War, Hector had talked to Achilles moments before their duel to the death, Ares would listen then "I'll challenge him, he listens when he's about to fight, i'll explain everything" "Or you'll be chopped to pieces and burned into a brazier as a offering to your father"

I gulped