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"Hello, once again. My little nutmeg." Hades spat with a grin towards the approaching, unwelcome presence. Meg walked into the underworld, swigging her hips almost in sync with the flaming torches that lined the walls licking the air with dull lighting. "I did not expect to see you so soon. I expected to see you but not for a good 65 years or so."

"Hey yourself Flame Breath. I'm sure you no doubt why I'm back." Meg put a hand on her hip and stood in Hades' throne room casting her eyes around as if she was the lord of the dead.

"Of course I know. I try to stay up to date on all happenings of the gods. Or rather the most recent addition."

Meg blew warm air out her nose and replied back. "Wonder boy is back where he belongs. With the high and mighty inhabitants of Mount Olympus. I don't deserve to be his wife as much as a dog needs three heads to feed."

"Yes, Cerberus has missed you down here and while the latest headache development got surrounded by fabulous family and lost friends, you ran off on a floating cloud till you got back to ground zero. Then chose to go lower." Hades rose from his chair and started marching in front Meg who took to a chiseled rock chair next to the battle field table.

"Your soul is free now Megara. I do not understand and yet I understand quite well why you've come back. For a long time now, our little dark world is all you've known sense your last heart break. Why give up as you have grow accustomed to? Isn't that right, my pretty minx?"

Meg kept her head down and used her delicate hand to play with a small war figurine. She crossed her legs and straightened her dress to avoid wrinkles. Not because she cared but because she hated how everything had ended up with her in front of Hades again.

"If you wish to hide here, you may go back to your chambers. Its exactly as you left it, down to the last pin Pain and Panic failed to steal. I expect you decide what you will do by tomorrow morning with your little life but until then I do not wish to smell the pegasus you've been flying on. Now get a move on." Hades floated back to his throne and summoned a worm martini while he oversaw his underworld duties.

Meg got up automatically and traveled through the darkened corridors till arriving at her wing. In her chambers were a large bedroom with black marble furnishings. It branched off into a shined, spotless bathroom and a closest with many trunks holdings her possessions and clothes. Megara sighed and tiredly walked to her closest. Rarely did she ever like looking at her old pictures and items but at this moment she couldn't get lower so why not push it farther. She sat down at the back of the closest next to the dustiest trunk. She gently opened the trunk till the lid was resting on the wall.

Her hand ventured a grab at one of the many paintings and pulled out of yellowed scroll of her parents. They had been dead a long time, but they were always a supporter until she sold her soul for the one she loved. They were so heartbroken, they didn't survive past the news for very long. She set the scroll down and grabbed the next one. It showed a painting of her old village and the children playing around the buildings. Childhood was a very simpler time for her where feelings of love never existed and gods were merely a way to tell you why the sky changed colors in the evening vs something to be feared.

Finally a painting long forgotten at the bottom was a picture of the man who left her even after everything she gave up. She slammed it back down into the box as she felt her cheeks become wet. She placed everything back into the trunk and walked back to the main room. She thought to herself how amazing it is that so little can get a reaction.

Meg quickly dried her tears as she heard floppy huge and small stumbling foot steps coming up the outside hall.

Panic's lazy voice yelled from the open door less gap in the wall. "Hey Meg we heard you were back"

Pain's higher voice followed, "Yea Meg we heard you were back."

"Did you miss us? We missed you. Hades gets real grumpy when you're gone for a long time."

"You balance him out real nice. Even now he can't stand talking to the Fates."

Meg smiled a small bit and started to get a slight headache from their voices as was the usual. " I missed you guys about as much as I missed Cerberus drooling on me."

"Oh so you did miss us! Isn't that great Pain?"

"Heck yea!"

The idiots joined hands and ran around in a never ending circle until they heard a distance yell, the ground shake, and the smell and sound of flames burning their surroundings. That was their cue to get back to whatever their real job was right now.

"Bye Meg!" Both demons said before running out the door at their usual pace.

Meg wandered back over to her bed and rubbed her head as she sat down. It has been quite the day all things considered, being killed then resurrected then to just follow her way back to old ways. She stripped her worn out dress off, no way she is wearing that one again, and laid back in her bed wrapping herself in a thin black sheet. She drifted off in to a dreamless, unpleasant sleep wishing time would stop so she could never have to leave her bed.