Rhea stood at the entrance of the cave. She hadn't stepped foot on Greek soil in thousands of years, but here she was about to do something that was going to make her Zeus' enemy. She slowly entered the cave known as Charonium, a cavern that held an entrance to the underworld. It hadn't been used in centuries and the lack of settlements around it was proof it was a forgotten place to man. Deep within was Aornum, the entrance to the underworld and a way for her to put her plan in motion.
The goddess walked cautiously till she reached the dark opening that was her destination. The poisonous fumes filled the air, leaving a foul smell to ward off intruders. The fumes had no affect on her except to cause her to cover her mouth and nose to keep the hideous odor from assaulting her senses.She stepped into the opening and leaned against the cold rock wall. She looked around to make sure no one else was around. She didn't expect to see anyone, but she had to be cautious. The darkness was shielding her presence. The only deity that was close at hand was Hades and she wanted to make sure she didn't alert any guards he may have placed in and about the known entrances to his realm.
It didn't take long before she could sense the evil that resided below. It swelled with intense hatred and she realized with great relief that finding the souls to do her bidding was going to be easier than she had thought. The underworld was overrun with souls that Zeus did not allow to be reborn for one reason or another, and below them were the evil ones that stirred in Tartarus with her brothers that Zeus had imprisoned for fighting against him.
Rhea raised her arms in the air and formed a silver swirling mist in front of her. She stepped into it and reemerged at the bronze fence that surrounded the prison for the damned. She knelt before it and removed a gold dagger from underneath her black chiton. Her long white hair touched the cold dark ground and she used one hand to pull it over her shoulder to drape across her chest.
She held the handle of the gold weapon and thrust it into the dirt. A shimmer of white light burst before her eyes and swished around her kneeling body. It twirled and danced around her and she smiled at the power surge that flowed through her. It had been a long time since she used her immortal abilities, and the immense thrill that coursed through her veins sent a chill of anticipation whirling up her spine.
Rhea pushed the dagger a little deeper into the ground and a small crevasse appeared below the bronze fence. With each passing second, the crease she created in the soil deepened and widened to the point souls could escape. She rose to stand before the bronze barrier and she placed her hands upon it. She closed her eyes and willed the evil to come to her. She needed as many as she could get to do her bidding, and to her amazement, one hundred evil souls heeded her call. One by one they squeezed underneath their prison wall and gathered around her, waiting to be given their new duty.
Rhea formed an image of the daughter of the chosen souls to appear in the center of her new army. They began to move closer to the transparent apparition and each began to howl, as they understood Rhea's command. They hurriedly twisted with excitement and bounced off the walls of the cave. They were only masses of pure energy, but they were dark, menacing balls of malevolent life.
She pointed toward the exit of their hell. Go, find her and destroy her.
They swarmed in toward the image of their target and busted through it to make it dissipate and fall into a thousand white sparkles.
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