Page 1 of Chaos Unleashed

Chapter One

Storm

I can’t have heard Rival right? Hades? God of the Underworld that Hades?

“You’re fucking Hades?” Loki questions, thankfully sounding as sceptical as I am, “Hades, king of the Underworld, the one that’s been fucking missing that Hades?”

Grey, or Hades, nods his head, “Yes.”

“She’s not dead?” Zev asks, a desperation in his tone that we all feel and just breezing past the god of the Underworld thing. To be honest, right now, I’d rather know how sure he is that Farren is alive because it didn’t look like that was possible.

Grey shakes his head. “No, as King of the Underworld, I feel every soul that passes. I know the names of everyone, and she is not dead. Yeal made it look that way to stop us from going after her.”

“We can go after her?” Killian asks a thread of hope in his tone.

“Fuck yes.” Grey replies.

“I’m going to need more of an explanation?” Rival asks because, of course, he needs more information.

“Well, this journey is not going to be easy. We will have time to talk, but I also need to explain some things before we go, and we can do that back at the castle.”

“Let’s get going then,” I say, aware that my cheeks are still damp, thanks to thinking we had lost Farren. “Let’s go and get our girl back.”

Because that’s what she is. She’s ours. We all love her, and we would all die for her.

My head whips towards the door as a powerful magical presence makes itself known and is heading in our direction rapidly.

“What the fuck now?” Mayhem curses.

“Ah fuck,” Grey curses, which makes this whole situation even more concerning than it originally was, which is saying something, because that presence storming towards us rapidly is fucking terrifyingly strong and angry, and I say that while in the presence of Mother fucking Hades who is a god!

To be honest, the power level is close to Hades, but it's not entirely on the same level. I think what makes it concerning is the fact that whoever it is that’s kicking off that amount of power is angry as fuck too.

“Ah, fuck?” Loki asks, looking at Grey incredulously, “We have a freight train of power, angry power heading straight for us, and your first reaction is a far too casual; oh fuck?”

Grey smirks, looking slightly amused, before he says, “Just let me deal with him. It would probably be best if you all stood behind me until I’ve had a chance to talk to him.”

“Normally, I’d argue that we are more than capable of standing next to you and not behind you in this situation, but this time, I’m not arguing,” I reply, already feeling on edge and desperate to get going so we can save Farren. Looking at the others, I order, “Everyone behind Grey, now.”

I didn’t really need to order them since they’re all making their way behind a rather imposing-looking Grey as he lets a little more of Hades out to play.

I’m not going to lie, he’s intimidating as fuck, and I’m pretty fucking glad that he’s on our side.

Whoever is kicking off the enormous amount of power must be just outside of the door, but Loki thinks it’s the perfect time to lean forward and ask, “Should we call you Grey or Hades? I’m confusing myself in my own mind, and I need something to stick to.”

I could smack him, and I will do so for his timing, but I have to admit that I’m doing the same thing, and switching between both names, it would be nice to know exactly what he would like to be called, although I could’ve waited until after we’ve dealt with the powerhouse coming for us.

“Hades,” he replies, “it’s been far too long since I’ve been able to use it. It’s nice to hear my true name spoken. Now, stay quiet and stay behind me, he’s fucking mad.”

“No shit,” Loki scoffs and then promptly snaps his mouth closed when the rest of us glare at him.

What feels like death is quickly approaching, but even so, I feel the pressure in the air change as Poca suddenly growls, stops his pacing, and then just disappears. I think we all know where he’s decided to go.

“Can he reach her?” I ask Hades because he’s the only one who can possibly know the answer.

Hades shakes his head, although his eyes stay on the door as he replies, “No, he won’t be able to crossover unless he’s escorted, dead, or extremely powerful.”

“So he’s about to come back super fucking angry then,” Rival mutters.

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