<span style="font-style: italic">A city steeped in darkness, the eye could not penetrate the overwhelming blackness. Everything was still..... nothing moved. Soon dark shapes could be seen. For if you wait and look hard you can find the beauty in the dark. The calm silence, the hidden beauty, the deep depth. All this was in the dark. The city became more clear and soon the eye could see faint lights, very faint but there. Small silver orbs no larger than an eye. The soft glow of the lights were beautiful. As the eyes adjusted the city could be seen spreading on and on. Shadows moved freely, taking substance and living. This was the underworld ruled by Erebus. The lovely silence filled the underworld. The god of shadows and darkness sat in his castle. Nothing lived here except him and his shadows. A bowl filled with the darkest of night sat in the middle of the room. Erebus looked into its depths and from it he could see the worlds, the gods on high, dwelling in their splendor and light. Little did they know of the dark and its rich beauty. Earth, where humans lived and progressed. Everything was as it should be. The balance was right, the shadows moved about the earth and carried messages to the gods. Wars arose between the gods and shadows shielded some things from the humans eyes. Life continued as normal. Until that dreadful day. The greek gods rose up and challenged them. Poseidon, Zeus, and Hades. The three brothers and their wives and children made war. As the greek gods gained control there was treachery! Hades was cast to the underworld to tend to the lost souls. And so Erebus had been found out his land was attacked by Hades. The underworld was soon changed, the moans of lost souls could be heard, red fire glowed and cast ugliness on the dark. And Erebus fled lest he be cast into the great chasm. Forsaking his home he entered the mortal plain. Taking on the human form he lived.</span><br/><br/>Emmet opened his eyes, his room was pitch black. He could see every detail though. The white and black checkered tiled floor, the white and black walls with their intricate designs. The white ceiling with black crown molding. The Crystal chandelier. The black curtains. Everything was the same.<br/><br/>Throwing off his covers Emmet walked into his bathroom and prepared for the day. His mind returning to his dream of days long gone. Here he was, a god living amongst humans. He lived like a king but it was not the same. Though he had learned much, humans were and interesting sort and he had learned to enjoy their company. He had lived for many years as a god alone, and now that he was human he began to form attachments to company. It was strange but he was slowly changing, becoming more human.<br/><br/>Emmet left his room and climbed his stair case to the top floor. A small round room with nothing in it except a pillar with a bowl on it. The bowl was filled with the darkest night and from it Emmet could see the entrance to the underworld. He dared not look further lest Hades discover he was looking. The entrance was sealed, he could get past though. He needed to get the Shadow Blade back. he couldn't risk Hades finding it. Looking away from the bowl Emmet walked to main hall of the mansion on the ground level. Shadows were posted at the doors. Emmet smiled, now was the time to return to the underworld, it had been many years but the time had come and Emmet would need all of his arts and secrecy to make it.<br/><br/>Using as little power as possible Emmet opened up a black hole, entering it he soon appeared 100 feet away from the gateway to the under world. He had bypassed the lake, an addition of Hades, one he did not like, for the smell was awful and it did not help the dark. Staying in the shadows Emmet slipped through unnoticed. This was after all his home and he knew all the secrets. He scowled as he heard the moans of souls. This was not how the underworld should be! The lost souls did not belong here! No the gods on high should deal with them! The dark was to be their protector! To shield them and comfort them! Emmet headed toward what used to be his castle, it had been turned into Hades private getaway. Though it looked the same so Emmet was sure he could slip through the secret passageways.<br/><br/>Getting in was no problem, guards patrolled the main halls. Emmet had do dodge into a room a few times cause something had been changed and he needed to grasp his bearings. That was when he heard Hades shout. He could hear muffled voices. Hades soon stormed out the room Hades had just left was the one Emmet needed to go through to get to the private room which had the secret chamber that led to an underground vault. He stood next to the door and heard nothing. Thinking it was safe he slipped in. He looked around and his eyes met that of a young girl. Emmet stood still, a big mistake and now his life was on the line. He mentally beat himself for his stupidity. If Hades showed up Emmet had little chance of escape.