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font-size: 12px;">There was rarely a reason for Melinoe to venture up the mountain to Olympus. She was quite content in her own little realm, one consisting of just earth and Hades. Taking souls that just passed or allowing them to roam their once was home as spirits, if given a good reason. Olympus was never of concern for the goddess. Until recently.<br/>
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Hades, King of the underworld and her father, was insistent on meeting with the 12 Olympians. Melinoe knew why. The reason for why her father waited long to discuss was the mystery in question. Due to the goddess job, she was never not visiting the earth realm with Thanatos. Taking the souls of dead humans from one plane to another, and they had a habit of dying off easily and frequently. The first time she noticed an ill human, Thanatos told them to "pay it no mind", and that's what they did. But with each new visit to earth the number of ill, and oddly behaved humans became worse. Something her father, Thanatos, nor herself could avoid.<br/>
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So, Melinoe thought it best to accompany her parents to the peak. A rare opportunity to see the more extended parts of her family, if only for a few hours. It's what was expected, what Melinoe assumed as they stood by Persephone's side. But the sudden rumbling of the earth and violent sounds of some nearby dieties made those plans nonexistent.<br/>
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Melinoë was a young goddess, she wasn't around during the war between the titans and Gods. Never experiencing the sight of war and carnage of such epic proportions. Athena's golden ichor was the first time she saw blood, the blood of a God. Uneasiness settled in the pit of her stomach. It wasn't the blood that made her uncomfortable, or the sight of Athena dead before her. Melinoe knew of death, better than most gods. What worried her was the sudden absence of her parents. But before the young goddess to look for them there was a flash of bright light.<br/>
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Pain and the coldness of the ground were two things Melinoe felt at the moment. Their other senses blurred from the impact. Slowly they sat up, knees and hands digging into the ground as they waited for their vision to stop being blurry. Once focused, they saw that the usual black skin the covered their arms was replaced with irregular patch work of dark skin. They were in their human form now. A short human by the name Bexley, Bexley Belfort.<br/>
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Bex raised their head to the sound of bodies moving around. Everyone else was coming to their senses. Rising to their feet, Bexley began looking around for the familiar bodies of their parents' forms. Panic slowly starting rise as none of them were Hades or Persephone. In the midst of it all she felt a hand grab hers. Looking at the curly hair, the assortment of freckles on tanned skin, the vivid green eyes, like fresh grass in spring, Bexley was instantly calmed. Though she was in a different form, Bexley knew their mother. Once again, they felt safe. Their pale thumb rubbing the back of Milan's as if to check if he was really there and not some illusion. Persephone, no, Milan though next to Bexley their mind was elsewhere and Bexley knew why. The rest of their family wasn't there at least from what they could see before having to take off.<br/>
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Bexley could hear them grunting and yelling behind them as they ran. The illness was mass spread at this point, the humans were wild, frenzy like and filled with malice. The group didn't have anything to defend themselves with. Running was their best option, to where Bex didn't know. It was all so stimulating; the sounds of many feet thumping against the ground, the sweat that clung to their hand and Milan gripped it with such force, the unfaltering shrieking from the humans running ragged behind them, Bexley's head was pounding. It was all becoming so much the Bexley's own voice was escaping them. Short bursts of inaudible noise escaped their throat.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#737297">"Everyone over here!"</span> Bexley could barely hear it over the noise of everything else, but like a herd of cattle to the bark of a shepherd dog, the group began to move towards an abandoned hotel.<br/>
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Bexley stayed close to Milan, their frame the only comforting thing during this whole pandemic. Still, they were restless, from the overwhelming commotion of before. Bexley reached for the leather band around their neck. Tugging at the strap until a small pendant appeared from its hiding place under the shirt two sizes too big for their body. Crossing their legs together Bexley leaned forward, sticking the pendant in her mouth. It was a soft and rubbery texture, specifically made for Bex's stimming urges. They chewed on it quietly, the material keeping the nerves placated for now. As they watched Milan's eyes flutter open and close, their sleep heavy voice suggesting Bexley to get some rest, they let go of Milan's hand. Allowing the man to drift off into sleep before slowly doing the same.<br/>
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Bexley had awakened to an entrapment of limbs; Milan had kept them close that entire night. Bexley could only assume their fears of what was to come and what might be made Milan subconsciously search for Bexley in their sleep. A small discolored hand reached up to caress Milan's cheek. They would be okay, and so would Hades. Even in Mortal form he was a hard man to kill. Bexley wasn't too worried that something would become of their father, maybe a few scratches but that was a given.<br/>
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As Bexley could feel the restless energy returning to Milan's body as he woke, they sat up. Allowing their parent room to move. Bexley stroked one hand through limps strands of ghostly white hairs, before returning their hand to their lap. From there they played with them, one hand incasing the other as their thumb rubbed along the side of the other hands index finger. Bexley watched as Milan sat up. Once again, his green eyes searched the room for any familiar faces. Calling the names that would match them.<br/>
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Bex could only wait, though they doubted the face Milan wanted to see the most was there to respond.<br/>
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