Hades noticed the cracks along the floor and the deadly plants growing there. He idly plucked one, but where he touched the plant withered and died against his skin. He sighed lightly, anywhere he went he brought death with him it seemed. He watched the withering flowers as his anger mounted. Even this deadly beauty was denied him. WIth one swipe of his hand the room reformed into the cold barren hellstone of obsidian glass. Sitting there on the bed next to her, the sweat scent of her filling his nose with it's richness sending his senses reeling the vitality of her making his body ache with need. His mind light. He laughed at her words and said softly, "Zeus is my brother and he is the one who helped me to bring you here," he said these words with a cruel smile twisting his lips as he turned to face her.<br/><br/>He couldn't resist her as he watched her there on his bed, he reached out and lightly traced the softness of her skin. Running his hand over her cheek and into her hair. The soft strands, the warmth of her skin, the life that bled from her made him ache to touch more of her. He ran his hands down her neck and over her shoulders. Slowly he leaned in and kissed her cupping the back of her head so she couldn't pull away. Tasting her as he did so. His senses alive with her. Everything about her appealed to him. Drove him to take her.