Charon and Hades Who : Charon, Hades What : a first meeting, Hades first trip to the underworld, he makes plans for his palace and court. Where : The underworld Rating : PG
It was bright out and young king Hades stood on the ground and stared up into the sky, his fist still holding tight to the stone. A stone he himself had never even looked at, but after seeing his brothers he did not need to look. Hades knew the color of the stone as well as his own name. And it was the color of that stone that brought him here, here where he stole a glance at the sky, here where just beyond the tree he could hear the water of Styx rushing over rocks down into the underworld. His underworld.
He looked down towards his other hand, the witch had pressed the obolus into his free hand and now the silver coin reflected the sun reminding him of her words."Styx will lead you to your destination, this is what the dead will need to pass beyond the shore. You will not need it my King, but I think you know why I give this to you anyway." and he did know, the same reason he was entering his kingdom this way. If this was to be his, truly, he must know it in every way. He also suspected the old crone got a kick out of telling him way to do for the last time.
Squaring his shoulders he made his way through the tress and towards the sound of the river. With each step taking in the sights and the smells of the trees and sky knowing this may be the last time he would get to see such sights. He grew in darkness and now to darkness he returned. The sound of a boat running over the wet sand and rock made Hades head shoot up, and in the same motion he flicked the silver coin into the air towards the noise "A silver obolus, seems a fair price for passage." he commented leaving his thoughts behind he strode towards the boat with the confidence of the King he was, his eyes meeting those of the ferryman for the first time.