The Fates giggled to themselves while waiting for Hades in his throne room.

"It seems the time has come for her to arrive." said Clotho-Fate of the Present.

"This will be very interesting." smirked Atropos-Fate of the Future.

"Her story has led her all the way here." said Lachesis-Fate of the Past.

Hades walked in with his arms wide open.

"Ladies, ladies, looking beautiful as always," said Hades. "Now then, let's get down to business-"

The Fates loudly shushed him.

"Quiet Hades, someone is approaching." said Clotho.

"What? To the underworld?" asked Hades. "I'll let Cerberus and the imps deal with him, don't worry your pretty little heads about it."

"No, you may want to see this." added Clotho, she took the eye that the three fates shared and threw it into the air, where it transformed into a visible screen that displayed the intruder.

"Who is that?" asked Hades as he leaned in closer.

The young woman stood at the edge of the River Styx, she held her lyre with great care and waited patiently for Charon, the ferryman of the River Styx. She adjusted her hood and cloak with her free hand and she sensed that the Dark Lord Hades was watching her every move.

"Are you a soul or a mortal?" asked Charon.

The woman turned to where the voice resonated from and slowly walked in that direction. She took out one obol from her leather satchel and held it out.

"Does it matter, dear ferryman?" she asked.

Charon shrugged and took the obol from her hand. She flinched as his cold boney hand touched her skin.

"Hop on, mortal." he snickered. He extended his hand out for her to take and the young woman carefully got onto the black boat.

As Charon started rowing she could hear the growls and howling from Cerberus. The young woman hesitantly propped up her lyre on her knee and began playing.

From the throne room Hades watched and listened intently as she played. The Fates could only try to contain their snickers.

The young woman then opened her mouth, and out came the most melodious voice.

O' dear beast who guards the door

Listen to my song

Rest ye three weary heads

And soon may you not wake

For in your sleep dream of me

Singing on this lake

Fur as dark as the silent night

And eyes as red as blood

Rest ye three weary heads

And be no threat for now

Cerberus's growls slowly became quiet whimpers. The mighty beast then fell asleep.

The young woman turned to Charon, who also fell asleep. Charon nodded himself awake and continued rowing.

Hades turned to the fates with wide eyes.

"Who is that?!" he asked.

"We cannot answer that." they said.

"Listen, I'm not asking for the future here, I just wanna know who she is, okay?" he asked.

"Her past has nothing to do with who she is now." stated Lachesis.

"Her present has nothing to do with who she is now." added Clotho.

"Her future has nothing to do with who she is now." finished Atropos.

"What does that mean then?" asked Hades as he rubbed his forehead.

"We don't know." they answered. "We can't tell you anything about her."

"Oy vey…" sighed Hades, he turned back to the screen.

The boat had reached the other side of the river and Charon helped the young woman off the boat. She politely thanked him for his work and Charon rowed off. She could hear the pitter-patter of tiny feet running towards her.

"Stop where you are!" said Pain.

"We're taking you to Hades, intruder!" shouted Panic.

The young woman quickly strummed her lyre, and the two imps slowed their pace. They stopped in front of her, trying to get a glimpse of her face under her hood.

"W-Who are you?" stammered Panic.

"I am no one really," she stated. "Did you say that you were going take me to Hades?"

"Yes, we will," said Pain as he straightened his back. "And no tears or begging will ever get us to change our minds. Do you understand?"

"Wonderful!" she cheered, she walked a few steps forward. "Lead on."

Pain and Panic looked at each other with confusion, but then walked in front of her to lead her to Hades. As they walked up the steps towards Hades, Panic looked at her questionably.

"So why do you want to see Hades?" he asked.

"I have something very important to ask of him." she answered.

"How important? We don't want to waste Hades's time you know." said Pain.

"Well, I suppose you can say it's more of a…life or death situation." she giggled.

The three continued up the stairs, the young woman held onto the railing until she reached the door.

"Here it is, Hades's throne room." said Panic, stretching out his arms to show off the door.

The Fates turned off the eyeball screen and Hades sat down in his throne that faced the main door. The door threw open and entered the imps and the young woman. Hades cleared his throat and bellowed out a deep and over glorified voice,

"WHO DARES ENTER THE UNDERWORLD?" he bellowed.

The Fates rolled their one eye. The young woman took a fearful step back in surprise.

"I am merely a mortal, dear Lord Hades of the Underworld." she answered while bowing.

Pain and Panic ran up to Hades and sat next to him. Hades grinned at turned to them.

"You see, I don't get respect like this anymore." he whispered to them. He turned and faced her again. "Step forward."

The young woman cautiously took small steps towards him.

"What is your name?" he asked.

"My name is nothing that you have to worrying over, my lord." she stated.

Hades sighed and broke his "high-and-mighty" act.

"Listen babe, I just wanna know your name." he said.

The young woman remained silent and then unveiled her hood to reveal her face. Hades looked at her carefully and saw that both of her eyes were completely milky pale. Her skin was pale and blotchy, covered with deep red spots and scars that covered her rosy cheeks. Her olive colored hair was roughly cut and looked mangled and messy. Hades's eyes grew wide.

"Yeesh, ever hear of make-up?" he asked.

The young woman shook her head.

"I don't need make up," she said. "For my eyes cannot see my face, or the face of those who look at me."

"So, do you even have a name?" he asked again.

She shook her head.

"No, as you can see by my short hair, I am a slave. My master has not given me a name." she answered.

Hades leaned back in his throne and lit up a cigar.

"So, what is it you want?" he asked.

"Lord of the Underworld, please hear me out," she said. "My lover has died and has come to your domain, I wish that you can revive him."

"No can do. I'm the Lord of the 'Dead', remember?" he answered.

"Please, I'm begging you, at least…at least let me hear his voice again." she begged.

Hades sighed and snapped his fingers, a skull appeared in his hands, when the skull opened its mouth a blood curdling scream shot out.

"DEAR GODS HAVE MERCY ON ME!" the voice cried.

The young woman covered her ears in dismay. Hades closed the skull and it disappeared.

"There you have it, that was him. Anything else?"

"He's….he's in pain! Why is he…"

"He's in a little place where we call…'Tartarus', ever heard of that before?" he answered.

"But...but Tartarus is for the damned!" she cried.

"Listen, I don't know what he did, but whatever he did, he did to deserve a spot in eternal torment, okay?"

The young woman shook her head in dismay, she tried to speak, but no words would come out.

"Cat got your tongue?" he asked.

"Please…please revive him, I'll do anything!" she said.

"Anything?"

She nodded. Hades thought for a moment.

"Nah," he said. "What in gods name could I do with a blind slave?"

The young woman had the face of dismay.

"I….I….' she stammered. "I can follow orders without fail!"

"Already have the imps. Anything else?" said Hades.

"I can cook, clean, praise, pray!"

"Imps, imps, imps, and what else…oh yeah, imps!" casually answered Hades. "Listen, I don't need any help okay? That's what I have these guys for."

Hades patted Pain and Panic on their heads. The Fates giggled and the young woman turned to their voices.

"What else can you do my dear?" asked Atropos.

"I..." she whispered. "I can see into the future..."

Hades paused for a moment.

"Can you repeat that?"

"I can see into the future!" she said louder.

"Hmm…" said Hades, he rubbed his chin for a moment in thought. "Well, I can't rely on the Fates all too well…"

"Hey!" said the Fates.

The imps shushed them.

"Well, then, let's make a deal!" said Hades, he hopped off of his throne and went up to the young woman. "Listen, I'll make you a special deal, I'll revive your little lover boy, that sounds nice right?"

"Yes, thank you so much-"

"IF, you take his place in the Underworld, and will be my oracle."

She nodded her head without hesitation. Hades laughed and shook her hand.

"Bada-bing, bada-boom, we got a deal!" he cheered.

Hades snapped his fingers and out appeared her lover. He had golden curly locks and a well toned body.

"AHHH NO, STOP DON'T-" screamed the man. The man looked around questionably. "Where…where am I?"

"You're on your way to freedom buddy-boy!" said Hades while patting his back. "Your little lady here just sold her soul off just let you live!"

"Little lady?" he asked. He turned and saw the young woman.

"Anastasius!" the woman cried. She followed his voice and ran towards him with arms wide open. She wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace.

"Oh…it's you…" said Anastasius. He hesitantly hugged her back. "Thank you so much…my uh..love."

"Aw how sweet, two love birds reunited again." said Hades. "But we don't have time for that, I've got some planning to do, now off you go, back up top."

The young woman held onto him a little while longer before letting him go. Anastasius practically raced to Charon's boat and ordered him to start rowing. Hades watched Anastasius suspiciously.

"So… what's the deal with you two?" he asked.

"He was the son of my master," she answered. "One night he came to me and told me he loved me, and it was just that from then on, until he died that is…but he's alive again, thanks to you!"

"No problem babe, now let's get to that future planning business." said Hades.

The young woman stood there bashfully.

"What, what's wrong?" asked Hades.

"Well you see…."

"Don't tell you can't actually see into the future?!" said Hades, his blue skin became red hot with anger.

"No, no! I can see into the future, but…only in my dreams…" she answered.

"So you have to fall asleep?" he asked.

She nodded.

"I also can't really control what I can see into the future…" she added.

Hades sighed.

"I should've known there was a catch…" he murmured to himself. "Okay, well better get you a bed so you can rest up. PAIN, PANIC."

Pain and Panic raced towards Hades and saluted him.

"Go and get our new arrival a place to sleep." he ordered.

"Yes your dreadfulness." they said. They took the young woman's hands and led her out of the throne room.

Hades turned to the Fates.

"So…" groaned Hades.

"What are you going to name her?" they asked.

"Why are you asking me? Shouldn't you know everything?" asked Hades.

"Not her, she's different, she's not in our range of…sight." they answered.

"I have to name her? Can't I just call her mortal or something?"

"Naming her will be easy. You named those two imps and that mutt." said Clotho.

"Hmmm." replied Hades in thought.

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When night came the young woman sat on her new bed with happiness. It was the first time she had a 'real' bed with a mattress, pillows, and blanket. Her room was just a bed alone, no windows, no furniture, not even a door, she only had an open space where a door should be, her lyre, and a soft bed.

Hades walked inside her room.

"Hey, how's the new room?" asked Hades. Hades looked around the empty and dark room.

"It's wonderful! I never had a room of my own before, thank you so much Lord Hades." she answered cheerfully.

"No problem babe, now you get to sleeping so I can beat that Jerkules." he said. She nodded. "By the way...I got you something...think of it as a "Welcome to team Hades" gift."

She cocked her head in confusion.

"I have two other minions, Pain, Panic, and my new addition…Plague!" he said. Hades pinned a name tag onto her chiton that read, "Hello, my name is: PLAGUE." "How do you like it?"

Plague felt her metal name tag and smiled.

"Thank you so much lord Hades!" she replied.

"No problem, if you need anything else ask Pain and Panic, okay?" said Hades, he got up and headed outside.

"Wait." said Plague. Hades turned and faced her.

"Yeah?"

"If…if it isn't too much trouble, while I'm sleeping can you please check up on Anastasius? I don't need to see him, but I just want to know if he's alright…"

"Sure, I'll take a glimpse on the lover-boy for you."

Plague nodded her head in thanks and turned onto her to sleep. Hades left the room and walked into his throne room where Pain and Panic were watching on his Tartarus screen. When they saw Hades they quickly sat up.

"You know, I might actually be able to beat Jerkules with her here now," commented Hades. "She follows orders, and doesn't question me too much, despite her being blind, this might actually work."

Hades sat down in his throne and flipped through the channels on the tv.

"What are you going to watch, boss?" asked Pain.

"She asked me to check on her boyfriend, so I might as well." he answered.

The screen revealed Anastasius, and Hades leaned back in his chair snacking on a bowl of worms. Anastasius was sitting in a bar, surrounded by women.

"-And so I beat him, and triumphantly walked out of the Underworld without a scratch!" Anastasius proclaimed.

The women oohed and ahhed.

"I can't believe you single-handedly beat Hades!" said one woman.

"Won't he come and find you?" another woman asked while rubbing his shoulders.

"No, a slave of mine took my place, probably burning in Tartarus as we speak by now." said Anastasius.

"Isn't that sad?"

"Not at all, that slave got what she- uh…he deserved," he answered. "You see, he constantly beat me and followed me around when no one was looking. He stole from my father and ran off with his goods! He was absolutely ugly too."

" Oh how horrible!" cried one of the ladies.

"It's true, but I managed to escape, thank Zeus for that." he sighed.

Hades jaw dropped open.

A man suddenly walked into the bar. He was tall and looked like the older version of Anastasius.

"Father?"

"Son! It really is you!" the man said as he hugged Anastasius.

"Well ladies, I better get going, I must go celebrate my return with my loving family." said Anastasius with a bow. The ladies whined that he was leaving. Anastasius took the hand of a woman and kissed it. "Don't worry I'll be back tomorrow."

Anastasius and his father walked out of the bar.

"So how'd you do it really?" asked his father.

Anastasius grinned wickedly while taking out a cigar.

"That blind slave girl took my place." he answered.

"Her? I thought you were in love with her?" his father asked.

Anastasius burst out laughing.

"In love? With Her? Please, I only used her to get what I want. I knew all along that someone was planning on killing me, so I made her fall in love with me so that she had to come back and get me from the Underworld."

"Good thinking son!" cheered his dad.

Hades blankly stared at the screen for a long time before turning it off. Pain and Panic looked up at Hades.

"That's...evil...more evil than I am," he said dumbfoundedly.

That next morning Plague woke up and rubbed her eyes. She yawned and got out of bed, brushing off her ragged chiton with her hands. She explored her empty room to get a feel of where she was. She picked up her lyre and gently plucked at its strings.

Pain and Panic heard her playing and went into her room. When she heard them come in she stopped playing.

"You're up already?" asked Panic.

"Yes, I would to go to Hades so I can tell him what I dreamed of." she answered.

Pain and Panic nodded and took her hands as they led her to Hades. He was still in his throne room, but he turned his throne into an office chair and a black desk was in front of him, he was scribbling and signing different sheets of paper. He sighed and pulled his flame hair back his hand.

"Hades, she's awake." said Pain.

Hades looked up from his desk.

"Ah, good morning my little minions." he said. Hades snapped his fingers and the desk and papers disappeared. "So, any dreams?"

Plague nodded.

"Yes, I had a dream of a boy with…orange hair…." she said.

"Hercules?"

She nodded.

"Yes…that's his name, and he was driving a chariot that was carrying the sun." she said.

"The sun? Apollo's chariot? Jerkules was driving Apollos chariot? Oh this is gold!" cheered Hades.

Plague stood in the room longer.

"Need anything? Do you have something else to say?" asked Hades.

"I was just wondering about...Anastasius." she said.

"Oh yeah, that guy..." said Hades. He recalled that cocky mortal living it up alive, telling others that he "beat Hades."

"Should I tell her...?"

Hades cleared his throat.

"Oh, w-well, your lover-boy sure is devastated, you know," he lied. "But, he's alive, he's eating well, growing boy."

Plague seemed to sigh in relief she nodded her head and left the room.

"How come you didn't tell her the truth boss?" asked Pain.

Hades sat in thought.

"Now...why didn't I tell her the truth?"