Olympian Beginnings: Chapter 8

 Hades 

"Hestia!" I said, standing up, shock quickly recovering me from hitting my head on the rocks. Before I could do anything else, the liquid fire receeded, revealing my eldest sister standing unscathed, and the titanesses no where to be seen.

I ran over to her. "Are you alright?"

She blinked, then looked at me in slight confusion. "How am I still here? And who did that?"

I frowned slightly. "I'm pretty sure you did, Hestia."

Her flame-orange eyes widened. "I... but how... I don't-"

I set my hand on her shoulder. "There will be time to figure out all of these powers later. For now we need to find the others before our father arrives at the sea palace."

Hestia sighed and nodded. "You're right. But how are we going to get to them? We don't know the way out."

I looked around at the eternal darkness of the Underworld, then took a deep breath. "The same way we came in."

I took my sister's hand, closed my eyes, and concentrated on our siblings' location. Then we were engulfed in darkness once again.

When I regained sight, instead of the sub-aquatic scenery I'd expected, I saw the familiar setting of the Olympian throne room.

"Why did you bring us-" Hestia started, but was cut off as the air was crushed out of both of us.

"Thank the Fates you're both alright! Do you have any idea how worried I was? Where have you been? You'd better have an explan-"

"Mother!" I interrupted. "We're fine."

Rhea smiled warmly and let go of us. "I'm just glad you're safe."

I heard snickering from behind me and saw Posiedon, Demeter, Zeus, and Hera suppressing laughter, along with three unexpected faces.

"Traitors!" I growled. The shadows from the corners of the room combined and bound Hecate against the wall, just as Hestia summoned flames from her throne in a cage-like formation around Leto and the titans' messenger, Iris.

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