Hades had been watching her for days, without being seen, but only now that he stood so near to her presence was he truly aware of the depths of his feelings for her. He loved her. Impossible as that sounded for one such as the god of death. It was no less true. Days ago he'd gone to Zeus begging his help in the matter. He knew there was no way Demeter would allow him to marry Persephone. Thus had Zeus and him come up with a plan to capture her. He stood there mare feet away as he watched her lying on the ground.<br/><br/>Just then the earth rent under his feet, he felt it shake and he knew the time had come. With one swift motion of his hand he shot out the simple spell that would make her fall asleep. A sleep so deep it was as though she was dead. Once it was done and the tear in the ground was now open unto the underworld beneath. His denizen he walked over to her, noting the beauty of her skin. The soft velvet feel of her pale cheek under his thumb as he brushed the spilled hair away from her. He lifted her gingerly into his arms. All too aware that Demeter could check on her at any moment. He rose with her in his arms and with quick steps descended into the earth his brother has split open with his powers.<br/><br/>Once in the underworld the tear into the ground sealed back and plunged the world bellow into darkness. The land of the dead. The underworld. He smiled as he gazed down at the beauty in his arms. He walked into his palace and into his own personal chamber. He laid her on the immense crystal bed. He left her then slowly withdrawing into the shadows. If she awoke and looked for him she'd no doubt find him, he didn't really try to hide, he just blended into the shadows so he wouldn't' be easily visible.