Hidden Lycan. (COMPLETE)

Chapter Fifty Six

We trained as we waited for Hades. We all needed to keep pushing ourselves, and we all needed the distraction from recent events. Especially me. Whenever I wasn't distracted or had free time I spiraled. It wasn't something I was proud of, nor something I could help. I've never lost someone I loved before and I was coming to realize I was not handling it well. 

During training I pushed, hard. I fought like I was fighting hell itself. The guys could barely keep up with me even though I've never hurt any of them. I always stopped, even being blinded by my irrational need to keep my mind blank, I was always aware enough to stop before I hurt one of my men. 

Not to mention I was getting worried about my father. I haven't seen him since the day of Lucas's funeral when he left me unconscious after Perran demonstrated his gift. And after seeing what he planned on doing made my nerves even worse. What if something happened? What if his plans with Cronus went wrong? What if Cronus somehow got out before Hades could get him to take the blood oath? 

So many different scenarios ran through my mind, so many outcomes to those scenarios that my heart began to beat so hard it felt like it would beat out of my chest. Finally I had to stop training and brace my hands on my knees to catch my breath. Ugh! Would I never get a break from this constant damn stress?

Wait. Hades said he would potentially need Cronus's help. What did he mean by that? Potentially meant he had a plan already, and he would only need Cronus if that plan failed. My face paled and acid filled my throat. No. He couldn't possibly. It's suicide, Zeus would kill him on sight if he thought Hades was a threat. And what about Poseidon? What would he do? Whose side would he take? And what does he even think about this whole situation, or does he even know or care? 

I dropped to the ground with a groan and held my head in my hands. If it wasn't for Hades none of this would even concern me. I wouldn't be sitting here worrying about whether or not Hades was alright. I wouldn't be worrying about if a titan was going to be released upon the world. Or if another god was going to be angered. I wouldn't be worrying about any of it. The only thing I would have to worry about was the council and possibly the royals. But honestly I had no intention of taking the throne, I didn't want it. I would however if they didn't stop all the evil they were spreading. 

"Are you alright?" Xavier asked sitting beside me and wrapping his arm around my shoulders. 

"Yeah." I sighed, leaning into him. "Just worried about my father. It isn't like him not to visit or contact me for so long. And Perran, he demonstrated a power I haven't told anyone about because I'm worried what it would mean for him." I looked up at Xavier, his eyes shinned back down into mine. 

"You know we won't harm him, and we won't tell anyone about him." Xavier told me gently. 

"I know." I said smiling at him. "Perran can get me in people's mind. Can show me their past, and show me their future plans." I told him. When he just stared at me and said nothing I continued. "Hades was planning something, something I would rather not say and let him say since it wasn't information freely given. But I'm worried his plans may have ended with him being hurt or worse. I want to go to the underworld and check on him, but I don't know if I can safely take any of you. That was something he was supposed to tell me when he came back." I groaned in confusion. "I don't know what to do Xavier. I just found him, I can't lose him too." 

"Come on." Xavier said as he stood and reached his hand out to me. I furrowed my brow as I took his hand and he pulled me to my feet, keeping my hand in his. "Lets go explain everything to the others and go from there. Maybe there is a way to summon Hades here." He suggested. 

Summon him? I've heard lore of people summoning angels and demons, even Lucifer himself. But never someone summoning a god. Was it possible? Maybe not for a human, but I wasn't human. I had essence of a primordial, I was half god and had lycan blood. There wasn't anything human about me. And maybe with me being blood related I could summon him, bring him to me. But at what cost? And from where? 

Once we got inside we called everyone to the living room where I explained everything to them again, and why I never said anything about Perran. As if called, the Kitsune came trotting into the room, leapt onto my lap and laid down. I laughed as I scratched between his ears. "As I was saying. I can't say what I saw inside his mind. It's not my business to tell. But I am worried about him. And like I told Xavier I don't know if it's safe to take any of you into the underworld. Hades was supposed to let me know when he came back." 

"I suggested there may be another way." Xavier said taking over. "Maybe we, she, could summon him." He suggested. 

The guys all looked stunned. But seemed to shake it off rather quickly considering what they heard. "Summon a god?" Anton choked. "Are you joking? Do you know the trouble that could cause? The punishment that could bring down on us?" 

"Maybe if it was anybody other than Fallon." Eli spoke up. "She is his daughter. He wouldn't hurt her. He may be angry with her for a while, but once she explains her reasoning I believe he will calm fairly easily." 

"You've all lost your minds." Anton breathed. 

I glared at him. "If you don't want to take part then go upstairs." I demanded pointing at the stairs. "I am summoning my father, somehow. I need to make sure he is alright, and safe. I would rather risk his fury than risk him being hurt or worse. So be my guest and leave." I said turning away from him. "Xavier. Any idea how we can do this?"

"No." he shrugged. "You and Hades share blood and similar power. I was thinking you could just use both and call him." He shrugged. 

"Maybe." I said more to myself. "It's worth a shot." I sprang up from the couch and started moving furniture out of the way to make room. If this worked, or even if it didn't, there was no telling how big or even if it would make a mess. 

Once the guys saw what I was doing they jumped in and started helping. It didn't take us long to have the majority of the furniture piled up in the kitchen, leaving the living room bare. I sighed heavily, giving the guys a uncertain glance before sitting in the center of the floor, a small dagger in my palm. The guys all watched from the corner of the room, out of the way but close enough they could intervene should anything happen. 

Here goes nothing, I thought as I sliced my palm and called the darkness and shadows to me. I'd never merged the two on purpose, and doing so had beads of sweat forming on my brow, but I managed to finally merge the two powers. I didn't know what to do or what to say so I made something up, hoping it would work. By my blood and his, bring my father to me. The merged force spiraled my palm though it never touched the blood, it felt as though it was sensing it. With one last brush against me it shot up and disappeared into the ceiling. 

I wiped my hand on shirt in confusion to clean the blood that pooled there, the wound already healed and waited. Minutes felt like hours, and my nerves began to go haywire as I waited for any sign of the force to return to me. I stood and started pacing, my heart thundering in my chest. What was taking so long? I wanted to scream into the empty air, knowing full well it wouldn't answer any faster. 

"Fallon calm dow...." 

Steel's words were cut short by the force spiraling back up through the floor boards in a whirlwind, the power behind the return knocking everyone except me into the stacked furniture. Why did it gain so much strength? Why would it need so much power? My hands wound into my shirt nervously as I waited for the force to retreat, but it never did. I got tired of waiting. I reached out and brushed my hand through the power urging it back to me. It calmed under my touch, the spiraling calming to a light barely there swirling, until it completely evaporated back into me. That force has a mind of its own.

My heart stopped at what was left behind. Hades lay on the floor. He was alive, but he was weak, and looked like he had been beaten and burned multiple times. He was in the same clothes he wore when he left here the day of Lucas's funeral. They were now charred. Holes were burned into them at random, and it looked like black veins ran down his skin. 

I dropped to his side and pulled his head into my lap lightly tapped his cheek trying to stir him. "Hades?" I whispered. "Hades, wake up." I urged. His eyes were tightly closed, his face scrunched up painfully. He didn't open his eyes though. I glanced up at the guys pleadingly before looking back down at Hades. "Father." I tried. "You need to wake up now." I said making my voice stronger, louder, as I shook him trying not to hurt him any more than he already was. 

He did respond this time. His body twitched, and he groaned painfully as his eyes opened. "Fallon?" He rasped. "How did I get here?" He tried to sit up but I gently pulled him back onto my lap by his shoulders.

"Don't move." I told him gently. "You're hurt and you need to rest and heal." 

"I was in Olympus." He said, his brows furrowing. 

I sighed. "I figured you were." I said nodding. "I figured you approached Zeus alone. When you didn't return I knew something was wrong. I also know you planned on approaching Zeus, and should that not work I know your back up plan. Which by the way is totally bat s**t crazy." I told him. 

"How?"

I shook my head. "Don't worry about that right now. Right now, you're going to go to my room, rest and heal. We will talk where to go from there." I said, trying to keep my voice firm under his steady gaze. Even weak this man was intimidating. I shook my head and looked up at my men. "Can y'all take him to my room please?" I asked. 

Xavier nodded, taking Hades under the arm and helping him to my room. I stayed on the floor for a minute gathering my thoughts. Things were starting to get too chaotic for me. Ever since I escaped it has been one thing after another. I haven't had a chance to rest or grow accustom to this new world I found myself in. It wasn't fair. 

I guess I shouldn't complain too much. I wasn't being tortured anymore or held captive. I was free to make my own choices and go where I pleased. I had five....four men who loved me. My chest squeezed at the thought of Lucas. Yes, I lost someone I loved, and it was hard, more than hard. But I got to my father before he suffered the same fate. So there were positive sides among all the negatives. 

I stood and smiled at Eli and Steel. "Thank you for being here." I said stepping between them and pulling them both into a hug. They both wound one arm around my waist and squeezed. 

"Always." Eli whispered. 

I smiled sadly, biting back the urge to correct him once again. I didn't want them saying that and I've told them that. It was something they couldn't guarantee, and we all knew it. As I walked to my room I passed Xavier who seemed pale. "What happened?" I asked concerned. 

"Your father isn't happy." He warned. "He's pissed actually. He seems to be recovering remarkably fast, and his anger is growing as fast as he heals. Zeus made a mistake this time I think Fallon. Your father won't back out of his plans, I guarantee it. I'm sorry." He placed his hand on my shoulder briefly before continuing passed me. 

Great, I sighed. I squared my shoulders as I made my way down the stairs. I wouldn't let him get to me, wouldn't let him intimidate me. He was my father. I quietly made my way into my room where Hades sat against the head board. His hands were clenched into fists by his sides, his jaw tightly set. His silver gray eyes looked like metal orbs that blazed like a silver inferno. 

"Are you alright?" I asked coming to sit beside him on the bed. 

His eyes drifted to mine, softening slightly. "Yes and no." He answered honestly. "Yes because you somehow managed to get me away from Zeus and out of Olympus. A feat once thought to be impossible. No because you were right. Zeus is out of control. I went only to confront him, to ask him questions not challenge him. He did not like being questioned." His eyes drifted passed me as he zoned miles away from me. 

"When I began asking questions he become enraged. He thought I was rising against him even though I've never actually been with him to begin with. He attacked, his lightening scorched through me like liquid fire, hence the black veins. He continued his attacks one after the other burning me over and over and having the others join when I was too weak to defend myself." 

It was my turn to get mad. Zeus was nothing but a bully. Having his minions do what he can't finish. I wonder what would have happened if I hadn't summoned him when I did? Would I have lost him too? A biting cold chilled my skin as my thoughts swirled around what could have happened, what I could have lost. 

"Fallon." My father's voice drown out my own. 

My eyes snapped to his, the silver grey in his melted, the softness returning to them. I didn't feel that softness though. All I felt was an all encompassing hatred for Zeus and the others who obeyed him, who followed him so blindly. 

"I'm alright Fallon, look at me. Actually look and see me." He said firmly. 

I did. I looked at him. His skin was healing. It was no longer burned, the normal pale tone returning. The black veins were already receding dramatically. He looked a thousand times better, like his old self. He looked like nothing ever happened. How did he heal so fast? Oh. Right. god. 

I calmed enough for the darkness to retreat making me sigh. "Will Zeus find you if you go back to the underworld?" I asked. 

"No. The underworld is my domain, he has no say or authority there." 

"Good." I nodded. "At least you'll be safe there. Stay here tonight, rest relax and finish healing, please. Go home tomorrow." My firm tone turned wary as exhaustion took root inside me. He nodded, his eyes following me with concern as I stood to make my way out of the room. "I'm glad you're safe." I whispered, before leaving him to rest.