Loved By Death; Chapter 10

A/N: This chapter was very amusing to write, and I hope you guys will also find it amusing to read! Please like or comment! 😉



Demeter wasn’t hard to find. As the goddess of Earth so often did she was spending her time in Persephone’s chamber – without an invitation – and the already enraged goddess became even angrier with the knowledge. Didn’t her mother understand that she had moved out of home for a reason?! How was she supposed to become more independent if Demeter was always, always there!

“Mother!” she hissed as she entered, slamming the door behind her.

“Kore.” Demeter looked reproachfully at her. “I thought I had taught you that you shouldn’t slam the doors like that.”

“You have been spying on me!” Persephone screamed, barely registering her mother’s words.

Demeter sighed. “Kore, now don’t exaggerate so. I’ve been asking someone to keep a eye on you to make sure nothing bad happens to you. It’s hardly spying.”

“That’s exactly what it is!”

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Loved By Death; Chapter 9

A/N: Chapter 9! Yeah! Like, review, and comment any ideas for the story that you may have. Right now I’m basically just winging it (like I did so very often back in school).

Enjoy!



Persephone’s resolution to find Hades and ask him if he ever felt guilty didn’t last long. Of course her mother was right. He was going to guess which answer she preferred and answer her that. His words weren’t trustworthy and so Persephone was forced to find a different way to learn if her husband ever regretted marrying her or not.

For many days she kept changing her mind on whether or not she wanted to hide out in her chambers or wander the halls in the hope of running into Hades and simply improvise after that.

As the days went by she started to feel uncomfortable whenever she left her chambers. She felt watched and often the thought made return to her chambers.

Perhaps she was merely being paranoid. She was a daughter of Zeus. Few would dare to truly harm her. In fact, the only ones who could get away with it was her father, her husband and finally Poseidon, though she couldn’t imagine any use he might have of her.

Ultimately the feeling was unpleasant enough that she decided to tell her mother. She knew that Demeter would take even the suggestion of a possible threat to Persephone deadly serious. She was the only one Persephone was sure wouldn’t merely brush her off.

“It’s probably nothing,” Demeter said, proving Persephone entirely wrong.

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Loved By Death; Chapter 8

A/N: Finally, chapter 8! I got up at seven this morning in order to write this, so I surely hope it’s good. I honestly have no idea where I’m going with this, so if anyone has any ideas, feel free to comment any ideas you might have!

Enjoy!



Persephone stared at the wall dully. Her mother was visiting her – again – and Persephone truly wished Demeter would stop coming around so much. Demeter had always demanded a lot of patience to be around, but lately it had been just ridiculous.

For the last three days Demeter had come by her chambers in order to scold her. For three days. The longest three days Persephone had ever gone through. All for talking with Hades.

And so Persephone had spent the last three days listening to what she, Persephone, had apparently told Hades by having a somewhat pleasant conversation with him. According to her mother Persephone had, evidently, practically given Hades permission to rape her.

“I meant nothing of it!” Persephone had protested. “I was merely being polite.”

“For men there is no such thing as merely being polite! Everything but a direct no is an invitation. Honestly, Kore! I really thought I had raised you better than that!” And so Demeter went on.

For three whole days before she finally felt satisfied that Persephone had understood why talking with her husband was so very horrible. On the fourth day Demeter smiled once again and wanted to talk about flowers and gardening and relief filled Persephone. Relief and annoyance.

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Loved By Death; Chapter 7

A/N: Please let me know what you guys think!



When Persephone had been a little girl she had dreamed of what it would be like when she grew old enough to live on her own. She imagined how she would always have bowls of sweets on every table, how she would wear clothes in every colour of the rainbow and how she would be able to stay up for as long as she pleased.

Then, after she’d gotten old enough to realise that Demeter was never going to allow her to move out of her childhood home, her dreams had died a quick, but painful death.

Now, however, they’d resurrected, and for the first time ever Persephone discovered what it felt like to decide things on her own.

She decided when she wanted to sleep, what she wanted to eat, whom she wanted to invite for a visit, and what to do with every second of every day. Well, almost at least.

For the one thing that Persephone hadn’t taken into consideration was her mother.

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Loved By Death; Chapter 6

A/N: I was actually half way through this chapter before I decided that it sucked and started over.

Though not completely satisfied, I’m happier with how this second try turned out. I wanted to paint Zeus as intelligent, and Persephone as caught between childhood and maturity.

And as an extra treat for the guest who wondered about Hades, I put a short scene in starring him. Enjoy!!



Getting an audition with Zeus turned out to be surprisingly easy. She supposed being his daughter did have some benefits. Nevertheless Persephone hesitated as she stood in front of her father. What was she doing? Running to her father with complaints about her mother as if she truly was the little child her mother treated her as. Maybe she should just go home and apologize.

Except that Demeter had done something horrible, and wouldn’t even take blame for it.

Except that Persephone was dressed in clothes she could hardly breathe in and wasn’t allowed a single moment alone in peace.

Except that she had more freedom trapped in the Underworld than she did with her own mother.

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