Jun 22, 2008 22:43
"Hey hey!" Hades appeared near the hole between Fandom and Tartarus. It used to be a barrier, and technically it still was, but he was starting to like to think of it as a hole. It was only a matter of time before it was a clear path between the two places and then he would set everything on fire and whoever was left on the island would burn. The whole thing sounded like a great deal to Hades. After all, he'd given them a chance or three and they hadn't taken it, so once everything was in working order and this was officially his turf, all bets were off. "How's my genius protégé? Wait, no, don't answer that. I already know the answer." If Andrew was putting into this what he was supposed to, he would have felt like his life was being sapped away by this whole thing. It was amazing what whispered promises of fame, fortune and power could do to get someone to go along with a plan that involved destroying an entire town and everyone in it.
The part about everyone dying might have been conveniently left out. Details, details.
He lowered his voice to something more calm and soothing. "Only a little longer, kid. A few more hours and the hole will do the rest of the work for you." After there was a human sacrifice to seal the deal. He hadn't decided who to use yet. Hades enjoyed the idea of Harriet Jones staying right where she was far too much to use her. The Mountie was up there on the list. There were a few other names too, but they were still up on the surface, so he'd see. There was plenty of time to decide later. For now, he had to keep Andrew going. "Just think, Andrew, think of all the power you'll have as soon as this thing is over, think of how you'll show everyone your talent. They won't be able to ignore you now. A couple more hours."
Fandom was fighting a losing battle. The last chance to turn the tables was fast approaching.
[OOC: NFI except for the lackey boy.]
hades,
preserve,
andrew wells