“Gentlemen, I think you’ve made a grave mistake.”
“Really, lady? You have some balls, maybe I’ll just take you with me,” the cocky assailant says.
“Oh, how sweet of you, but you can’t handle me or my temper. I’ll give you to the count of five to return all the patrons their belongings. If you don’t, I will bring my scythe out to play.”
“Are you off your meds? This is a real gun, we didn’t come here to hurt anyone, but I’ll use this if I have to.”
“One,” Hades states.
“Lady, I’m the one in charge.”
“Two.”
“You must really be mental.”
“Three.”
Another robber pipes up, “Maybe we should just leave.”
“Four,” she counts and out of thin air, she spins her scythe into this plane.
“Holy shit, this bitch is crazy!” the cocky robber yells as he drops the bag he was holding and runs off.
Hades stays where she’s at as the crowd cheers.
“No, no. It’s all in a night’s work. No one will mess with the Horsemen’s Casino. Please accept our apologies, gather your belongings and head to your rooms please,” Hades says over the crowd.
Once all the madness dies down, Hades smiles as we approach her, “Have you made your decision?”
“Yes, Aunt Hades, we will fight, I can see that you’re a badass.”
She wipes her brow in relief and asks again, “Thank you. Are you sure there is no conflict with Phoenix? Our family is fucked up enough, I don’t want you to hate me if something happens to your father.”
“That asshole hasn’t done anything for me,” he shrugs.
Hades nods, “We are headed to my palace. Do you guys need anything from topside before we go?”
“We have everything we need, we travel light,” I tell her.
With a snap of her fingers, we are jolted and then in a dimly lit room.
“Welcome to the Underworld.”
Harper and her men are a little green from the jump from topside to the Underworld.
“Does anyone need a bucket?” Lainie asks.
She appeared in the living room almost the same moment we did.
“My lady, what brings you back so soon?”
I addressed my company before answering her. “Please make yourself at home, I’m going to inform Lainie of the happenings and news from the surface.
Once they take a seat, I loop my arm in Lainie’s and we head towards my room, not the guest quarters.
“What’s going on?” she asks, not waiting until the door is closed.
“Let me change from this dress and then I’ll tell you.”