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A river of blood that flows down a large and very old cliff and a small bridge that takes her to a giant black Ominous gate. A cold wind blew against her and the smell of rotting flesh filled her nose forcing her to gag in disgust. Behind the gate she can see Hades castle. It flashed with blue and purple lights every few minutes. The blood curling screams pierce her ears and she has to breathe before she continues. Three steps, that's all it took before a man with pure white skin, blood shot eyes and a long black hair dressed in a long flowing robe that seemed to stay connected to the ground making him look as if he was floating. Behind him comes black skeletons that match his robe in color. Dressed in Battle armor they are covered with a suspicious crimson fluid that drips from their swords and she knows all to well what this liquid is.
Part Two! Amphitrite and Poseidon!

Amphitrite sighed lightly and looked over to Poseidon, "Dear, I am worried... Ullissa is trapped in the underworld with Hades and Persephone, shouldn't we do something?" she asked lightly and sighed again when Poseidon looked over to her. Poseidon smiled lightly, his light seagreen hair shinning in the slight sunlight, "My dear sweet Amphitrite I long to help her but she is strong and she can escape. Trust me my dear, give her time. If we always have to swoop in and rescue our child she will never gain the power to escape herself." Poseidon smiled down at her and Amphitrite sighed and leaned against him, " I just don't want another one of our children to be killed by that damn man Hades." She said and closed her eyes she sighed again, " What shall we do now? Could we send Athena to come and get her or to help her out?" She asked lightly looking up to Poseidon.





 
 
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