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C H A P T E R 7 - Hades.
It would be lying if I claimed that I wasn't bothered by what was going on, because the simple fact of the matter, was that I was more than bothered. I took it as a sign that I was starting to feel better, because when I felt like death, I didn't want to do anything. But now, I wanted to get off of the bed that I found myself on, and I wanted to go and give Zeus a run for his money. I wanted to give him a taste of what it felt like when someone attacked you out of nowhere, while you're unaware of what is going to happen. But even as I had these thoughts of taking my revenge, I found myself coming to the conclusion that I would not succeed in my task. Zeus was no fool. He knew when to watch his back, and considering what he had just done, I assumed that he would be more than prepared for
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