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  Two

  When it comes to describing the world of Hell, most mortals instantly picture a place engulfed in flames with cavern rock bridges surrounded by lakes made of fire. They think of Hell as a place underground where torture goes on constantly with Lucifer perched on a throne of skulls watching the evil beneath them. It was an imaginary punishment they created to keep their kind in line, and it was an imaginary punishment we let remain. If mortals were to see the world that awaited the damned souls, they wouldn’t think twice about the sins that they commit. The world of Pearu was just that— a world. Like Earth, our world was divided up into continents and made up of land and water. But where mortals had destroyed the land they were given, ours were the same as the day we first arrived.

  The world Pearu was like one big island. Our grass was a deep green and our soil was always rich enough to harvest. Our icy blue lakes were filled with bountiful sea creatures that often created some of the best stews and soups. Trees stood tall, their leaves brushing the outer line of the purple sky. There was no moon or sun to tell us when the days had switched. Our lives were lived by the King. When King Kavos awakened, the world of Pearu awakened. When he slept, we slept.

  The closing of the door grabbed a few Pearuer’s attention as they moved about the City part of Pearu. I returned their stares as I made my way down the stone road near the different buildings filled with shops, restaurants, and other things. Behind me a white carriage pulled by a Ladon, followed before coming to a stop in front of me. Coming to a stop, I turned my attention to the two creatures exiting the front of the car. They were demons, and by the color of purple they wore in their jackets, they were King Kavos men.

  One of the demons stepped forward a grimace on his face. I felt a smile tug at my lips as the sudden memory of who he was came to me. His name was Broxton. Last month I had the pleasure of defeating him in front of the King he so desperately worshipped and the members of The Courant. While it was just a harmless game to me, it appeared it wasn’t for Broxton. The defeat surely had knocked him down the ladder until he was nothing more than a minion.

  “Aristaeus, King Kavos would like to have a word with you.”

  I felt a bit of annoyance at the fact the King constantly kept tabs on when I entered and exited Pearu. “Please inform King Kavos that I have not been home in weeks. I would like to enjoy Pearu and meet with old friends. I will bless him with my presence tomorrow.” With that being said, I stepped around them.

  “The King told us to use force if necessary.”

  I chuckled as I turned to face them. “Ah, so it is a death wish that you are after. Well I don’t want you two to think I’m not obliging.”

  The demon behind Broxton backed up the fear seeping from his pores, so that just left Broxton. Broxton cut his eyes at the demon behind him no doubt reminding him of the little bit of command he had. That was all it took to change my mind.

  “Fine, you got me. I haven’t seen the King in a while, this will be fun”

  I slid into the carriage as the terrified demon and Broxton slid into the seat in front of me. The carriage rolled smoothly down the road until we were could no longer see the buildings of the City. The country stretched out in front of us as I stared out the window at the purple sky. We took a left turn at the crossroads that would have led to my home.

  “He is at the arena. Why?”

  “King Kavos and The Courant want to be entertained.” Broxton replied.

  I sighed in disgust as I leaned back into the plush black seats. Even from the enclosed space of the carriage, I could hear the murderous cheers of the crowd. The carriage pulled into the lot stopping at the back entrance of the arena. I took a second to get myself together before stepping out of the carriage.

  Broxton and his whipped dog led me inside to the blue steel elevators that awaited us. I stepped in behind them facing the wall, the elevator doors at my back. The doors closed taking us to the balcony. We stood there for no longer than three seconds before the doors in front of us opened. The two demons stepped out and moved to the side as I made my way past them brushing Broxton shoulder as I did. I followed the cheering of the crowd and purple carpet until I came to the opening of the balcony. King Kavos guards immediately tensed, but at the sight of me they relaxed—only a fraction.

  When it comes to aging in the world of Pearu, we didn’t. Years in Pearu cut off at age twenty one making us look as if we were in a world of teenagers. Only the King and members of The Courant were allowed to walk around in their mortal faces while creatures of Pearu wore their true faces. The reason why—they were Demons. Demons ruled the world of Pearu while all other creatures of the Damned live to serve them. However, King Kavos and the members of The Courant were Hell Demons. In other words, they were our world’s elite.

  King Kavos wife stood up from her seat and made her way over to me. Kiowa was one hundred and thirty years old, but resembled a mortal fourteen year old. Her hair was the purple color of the sky as it fell into curly ringlets around her face down to her shoulders. Her shattered eyes had a blue tint to them and the lipstick she wore was of a light blue shade. The strapless dress she wore was of the King’s colors while the tights up under it were pink a blue stripe running down the sides. On her feet she wore a pair of boots, the strings made of purple dragon hair.

  “Aristaeus, you’ve finally returned.” She pulled me into a tight hug holding me as if she was afraid I would disappear again. I simply patted her back. I knew she worried about me, and for that I was sorry.

  “How have you been?”

  “I’ve been okay. My garden of berry lilies has bloomed. They were just honeys the last time you’d seen them. If you’re not so busy, maybe you can them a pay visit. They miss your voice.”

  “I will.”

  Kiowa smiled brightly at me grasping my hand. She finally let go and made her way back to her seat next to King Kavos. Standing there, I stared at the back of King Kavos head before finally making my way to the seat on the right of them. King Kavos snapped his finger as a servant rushed forward to fill my empty glass full of clear liquid that came from the tears of a fox. I brought the cup up to my lips and sipped slowly.

  Staring out across the railing of the balcony, I looked down into the pit of the arena as the battle between a Centaur and a Harpy took place. The Harpy seemed to be taking a beating from the Centaur but it did not give up.

  “That color doesn’t seem to agree with you.”

  I glanced away from the fight and turned my attention to King Kavos. While Kiowa was in her hundreds, King Kavos was far older. No one knew his true age, only that he’d once served with the dethroned queen of Pearu, Eris.

  “Hmm, that’s funny. A mortal once told me that I looked quite smashing in this color. Maybe you’ve lost your sight for fashion, or just maybe you’ve lost your sight.”

  King Kavos stared at me with his youthful face; however the glare was anything but innocent. King Kavos had an oval shaped face that was framed by his black hair that lay bone straight down past his shoulders. Like me, he wore a cotton blazer jacket but his was purple. A white bloused peeked through his top button as it traveled up making a tight puffy collar at his neck. Around the collar was a black tie with the Pearu crest of a snake wrapped around a heart. His hands sat entwined in his lap, a black moonstone ring on his hand as his long silver claw shaped nails gleamed. His purple eyebrows were narrowed in a form I’d come to recognize in my sleep as purple shattered eyes stared at me.

  “Change before entering the streets of Pearu.” He said turning back towards the fight.

  “As you wish, your highness.”

  “There will be a feast at the palace tonight. Make sure to be in appearance.”

  “As you wish, your highness.”

  “Do no leave the world of Pearu again.”

  “That is one wish the genie cannot grant your highness.”

  King Kav
os turned his eyes back towards me a hint of a dangerous smile around his lips. “Are you disobeying me?”

  “Yes.” I said staring back defiantly.

  The servants and guards moved nervously behind us as Kiowa glanced over at us. They could all feel the bubble trembling as the pin poked at it. All it took was one more poke for the bubble to burst and everyone in its reach to be covered in its ire.

  Luckily, King Kavos only chuckled.

  The Centaur picked up the Harpy tossing it into the stone wall of the arena. The crowd let out a cheer as the Harpy slugged down the wall. The Centaur threw up his hands riling up the crowd more than they already were. He was so focused on the crowd that he did not notice the Harpy moving quickly towards him until it was too late. The Harpy latched on to the Centaur’s neck ripping it completely off its body.

  King Kavos leaped up from his seat as his hands gripped the balcony. He stared over the railing into the pit as his true face came forward reveling in the murderous scene. Patches of scales covered his face as his eyes pushed back further in his head. His lizard split tongue flipped out his mouth tasting the air that was now filled with death. His face transformed back as he sat down back in his chair.

  “I have duties to fulfill.” I spoke.

  “You have duties here Aristaeus, or did you forget that while learning slang language from those apes.”

  “Are we done? I’d like to unwind.” I said ignoring the jab.

  King Kavos suddenly stood up grabbing the dragon horn off its hook. He blew into the horn as a loud blaring echoed silencing the whole arena. Once he had their attention he returned the horn to its spot. Raising his hands he said, “Creatures of Pearu, it gives me great pleasure to announce that the Great Aristaeus has returned and has challenged Troedh to a match to the death.”

  The crowd roared with cheer as the chanted between my name and Troedh. I felt my fingers tighten into a fist as King Kavos returned to his seat.

  “They are waiting for you Aristaeus.”

  Kiowa stared at me with worried eyes as King Kavos sipped from his cup, a smile on his lips. Standing up from my seat, without looking back, I made my way over to the stairs that led down into the pit of the arena. As I descended the steps, creatures of all kinds leaned over the railing raising their fists in support or anger at me. Coming to a stop at the bottom of the steps, I removed my demos and jugest. I unbuttoned the blazer I wore and tossed it behind me. Feminine screams erupted then and I made my way across the floor of the arena where Troedh the ten foot giant awaited me.

  I came to a stop in front of him as he stared down at me. His lips spread into a smile showcasing his rock formed teeth that appeared to be covered in the remains of whatever he’d eaten. Troedh wasted no time swatting at me as I smoothly dodged it. His other arm came towards me with enough wind to create a tornado. I leaped out of its way but the hook of it caught me on my feet sending me face first into the ground. Blood filled my mouth as I pushed myself up. Troedh caught me on my head as I stood knocking me back to the ground. The crowd continued to taunt and cheer as I wondered for a second if I should just lay here and let him kill me. It would serve the King right for putting me in this predicament, but it would also hurt Kiowa.

  With that thought in mind, I pushed up from the ground dodging another blow sent by Troedh. I leaped onto his arm that served the punch and ran up it. Troedh glanced around reaching for me, but I’d rounded behind his head. Climbing up on his head, I reached down and dug my hands in his eyes as he let out a loud scream. Troedh hands flew up to his eyes as he cried, his feet stomping the ground sending it into small tremors of an earthquake. I slid down his back making sure to clench my claw nails into his back. The pain filled scream stirred the crowd as they shouted for more bloodshed.

  I landed on my feet tucking back into a roll to avoid Troedh who was now swinging wildly at the loss of his sight. I grew tired of this game and decided to end it quickly. I ran towards the giant in full speed feeling the kicks of my demon power surge through my body. Leaping off the ground, I flew up towards Troedh’s head latching on to his neck. Our bodies cascaded downward as I carried the majority of his weight before shoving him upward towards the hanging spikes on the ceiling. The spikes cut all the way through the giant’s body as Troedh’s eyes enlarged. Slowly, his body slid off the spikes hurling down towards the floor of the arena. He landed with a loud boom and lay there unable to move. Walking over to my items I’d tossed aside earlier, I picked up my demos. The crowd chanted my name as I walked back over to Troedh, the demos gripped tightly in my hand. I came to a stop in front of Troedh’s head as I stared down at the now battered giant. He knew what was coming and he didn’t bother to fight it. He knew the rules of the arena. Only one can leave alive.

  The crowd gasped at the sight of the demos as I removed it from its cover. The sword glowed blue, the silver winged handle clutched in my hand.

  “The Gods have dealt you a bad hand this life my friend. They owe you.”

  Troedh let out a gargled laugh as my sword slashed cleanly through the air, his head rolling off to the side.

  The crowd jumped up to their feet shouting and pumping their hands in the air.

  “Aristaeus! Aristaeus! Long live the Great Aristaeus!”

  I turned away from Troedh’s body as the cleaning crew ran over to destroy his body. My sword dragged through the dirt as I came to a stop under the balcony where I’d been sitting earlier. Glancing up, I stared into the shattered eyes of King Kavos as he leaned over the balcony staring down at me.

  “Now we’re done.”

  I felt my hand tremble as I wanted nothing more than to thrust the sword up until it was embedded into his head, but I simply nodded. I went to take a step but his voice stopped me.

  “Aristaeus. Let this be a lesson to you. I will not take defiance from anyone, even you. Do you understand?”

  I swallowed tightly as the servants and guards stared down at me. Broxton had a smile on his face no doubt happy to see me being put in my place. It was only because Kiowa that I did not cause a scene.

  “Aristaeus!”

  “Yes father. I understand.”

  King Kavos smiled with satisfaction. “Now, change those colors. They do not suit you.”

  Cold water rushed over my body as I leaned my head against the gold shower wall. I raised a hand to push my hair back out of my face and stepped further up under the nozzle. I could still smell the blood of Troedh on me, even though I had bathed with some of Kiowa’s pumpkin cleanser. I finally had enough of the shower and stepped back from up under the nozzle, pushing the glowing water drop button to shut it off. The minute I stepped out of the shower, the room heat dried me of any water drops. I pulled on a pair of black pants that were laid out on the counter and opened the bathroom door.

  Kiowa was there in my room when I exited the bathroom. She was no longer dressed in her outfit from earlier, and instead she wore a gold halter gown that fell to the floor. Claws from different beasts were sewed to the back ends of her dress clawing at the floor every time she walked. Her purple hair had been straightened and she’d even added the crest of Pearu necklace around her neck, however the blue lipstick remained. Seeing me enter, she strode to me.

  “Aristaeus are you okay. Please do not let your father upset you. You know how he gets.”

  “You do not have to excuse my father’s actions Kiowa. I know his temper and seeing how you do as well, you should leave before he finds you here comforting me.”

  Kiowa scoffed. “I’m your mother. I may not have given birth to you, but I have raised you as if you were my own son. I have the right to comfort you if I want. Kavos has no say in my concerns with you.”

  I released a chuckle as I sat down on the bench in front of my bed. Since the day I was able to walk, my father had pushed me aside to the opposite side of the palace. It was only thanks to Kiowa that I didn’t die from loneliness. While
my father thought he would keep me happy by showering me with lavish gifts, Kiowa actually spent time with me. She knew my likes, my pains, my interests. She shared stories with me and didn’t hesitate to listen to mine. When I came home, she was genuinely happy to see me whereas my father never showed much emotion unless he was yelling at me. I had often thought it was the only way he could show his love for me, but I knew better than that. Love did not exist in Pearu, especially not when it came to the King.

  Kiowa came up behind me and placed her hands on my shoulders, her purple nails moved back in forth in my peripheral.

  “I miss when you’re here Aristaeus. When you’re here the castle doesn’t seem so cold.”

  “You live in a world full of Damned creatures Kiowa. Cold is our nature.”

  “You know what I mean.” She fussed shoving my shoulders. “Do not sass me.”

  I laughed placing my hand on hers. “I know what you mean mother.”

  Kiowa got quiet and I knew she was fighting back tears. She always did that whenever I called her mother. If a mortal saw Kiowa they would think she was unfit for this world. At times like this she seemed like an angel in the midst of demons. It was the other times that would probably change their mind.

  “You should get dressed. Your father is inviting a lot of guests over to show off the fact that you’re home.”

  “I guess me killing Troedh also worked wonders.”

  “I still can’t believe he threw you into the arena like that. Even I could see the exhaust coming from you. He just makes me so upset sometimes.”

  “Do not worry.” I said standing up from the bench. “I’ll go to his little dinner parties and complete any task he sets before me. In a week, I will leave and fulfill my other duties.”

  At that Kiowa placed a hand to her mouth. A worried look came to her face.

  “What is it?” I asked.

  “I’m just worried about you being in that mortal world. You’re alone with no backup. The Gods might decide to hurt you. They never really need a reason to strike one of us down.”

  “The Gods have rules to follow just like we do. Father signed the contract permitting me to reap souls and Zeus approved. They’re not going to go back on their word.”

  “Your father was an idiot to sign a contract with them.” Kiowa said chewing on her bottom lip. “He is always trying to prove that he wants peace, but I know it’s all just an act. I know it. He’s just buying time until Zeus allows the Gates to reopen. Then he’ll make his move.”

  “In that case, he’ll never make his move. Zeus will never reopen the Gates. It’s time for not only the people of Pearu to get that through their heads, but father as well.”

  The ceremonial room of the palace was filled with the swank creatures of Pearu as they twirled around the dance floor, their clothing creating a sea of purple. Kiowa was off to the side of the room, a glass of amber liquid in her hands as she entertained a group of dryads. My father sat on the throne at the front of the room his eyes constantly surveying the floor. I on the other hand, was nursing my third glass of fox tears and hoping for a chance to escape. Every time I found an outing, my father eyes would land on me freezing me into place. My teeth had gritted so much that they had pierced my tongue. I tried to practice patience as I stood listening to a group of Harpy’s compliment me on today’s fight. Just a couple of more days and I was out of here.

  “So Aristaeus, I’ve noticed you haven’t chosen a bride yet. My daughter Ilia has just turned twenty one. You should see her. Our people have given her the title of Queen Magnificence. She was featured in the newspaper last week, you do get the papers when you return home don’t you. I swear young lord, she is a beauty.”

  I turned my attention to the creature in front of me. I never liked Prince Famar. He was ruler of the second continent of our land, Mayur, and he was a cheap. The creatures of his land suffered from poverty while he and his courants lived the lifestyle of the rich. Upon a visit there last year, a baby Chimera had attacked me. It was only after I’d went on defense that I’d notice he was trying to steal the stew I had brought along with me on my trip. I’d given him the stew without second thoughts and offered him the other bibles I had on me. As he scarfed down on the loaf of bread, he filled me in on his life and how Prince Famar had jailed his mother for missing a payment on her taxes. The jailers had beaten her so fiercely that they killed her leaving the baby Chimera alone. Famar had insisted the boy get a job doing odd errands until he could pay back the debt his mother owed, but instead he’d ran away. I had spoken to father about this but he simply pushed it away. He already knew about the happenings in Mayur and claimed he would deal with Prince Famar in due time.

  However, as Famar stood in front of me raving about his daughter that I’m sure was an exact copy of him, I could tell that time had not yet come.

  “So, young lord what do you say?”

  “About what.”

  “My daughter, Ilia. I can arrange a car to pick you up so the two of you can meet.”

  “That won’t be necessary.” I said draining the contents of my glass.

  “Why is that young lord? Have you chosen a bride?”

  “No, I just don’t involve myself with the trash of Mayur that called themselves royals.”

  Prince Famar stepped back in shock as some guests whom overheard let out gasps.

  “If you’ll excuse me.”

  I brushed past Prince Famar and headed across the room far away. I didn’t dare steal a glance in my father’s direction. If he hadn’t taken in the scene then I was positive someone was informing him of what happened right now. He would not lose his temper in public, but I would pay dearly in private.

  “Aristaeus.”

  I turned expecting to see Famar wanting a rematch but instead I seen someone I was happy to see.

  “Dyos, my good friend.” The two of us shared a friendly hug as I stepped back. “I was afraid you wouldn’t show.”

  “You know I wouldn’t leave you to suffer in boredom.”

  Dyos and I had grown up together inside and outside the walls of the palace. Thanks to his father being the General of Pearu, he often brought Dyos along whenever he came on business at the palace. The two of us would often cause problems for the court servants and then sneak out into the world of Pearu to cause problems there. Once Dyos and I had become the age to travel alone without parents, we would meet up and head out on days of adventure only returning in the wee bit of the morning. We would be tired by the time we got home especially seeing how we couldn’t go to bed until later that night, but it was worth it.

  “What kept you this time?”

  Dyos threw a hand over my shoulder. “My friend, I ran into a group of sirens and they are looking to party. The leader is cute and red head just like you like them.”

  “Tempting, but I will have to pass on a night in Pearu.”

  “Ah, come on Aristaeus. Do not do this to me. You’ve been gone for two weeks leaving me to hang with a group of Minotaur’s. Minotaur’s Aristaeus! They don’t know how to party. You could have at least offered to take me to the mortal world with you.”

  “And how exactly would I explain you to the Gods when they descend and ask for the reason of you being in the mortal world.”

  “Um, I’m your apprentice.”

  I laughed as I stared over at my father who was sharing a word with Kiowa.

  “So, what is the real reason that you can’t hang with me tonight?”

  “I need to stick close to home for a couple of days. The King is a bit irate with me. I need to get back into his good graces if not for me, but Kiowa’s sake.”

  “Ah, don’t worry about that my friend. He’s probably just up in arms about the recent sighting of Eris.”

  My head snapped towards Dyos. “Someone sighted Eris. Are you sure?”

  “Well it wasn’t exactly Eris, but The Rogues. It was all The Courants could talk abou
t. I overheard my father speaking about it to my mother a week ago.”

  “Where were they spotted? Who was the witness?”

  “From what I can tell they were spotted near the outskirts of Mayur. I don’t know too much about the witness. They’re keeping whoever it is in secrecy. I can tell you this though.” Dyos said stepping closer to me, his voice dropping in a whisper. “The night they were spotted, someone tried to break into the Prince Famar’s palace and later on that night they found someone dead.”

  “Who?”

  “I don’t know that either my friend. All I could tell that it wasn’t someone of much importance. Maybe just a resident of Mayur.”

  I opened my mouth to ask Dyos another question when Broxton appeared next to me.

  “The King wishes to speak with you in private.”

  “I’m with a guest right now.” I said turning my back to Broxton ready to start the conversation back up with Dyos.

  “It’s of importance.”

  “It’s always of importance.”

  Broxton frowned as Dyos stared between us.

  “Aristaeus, go speak with your father. I’m going to head out anyway. Those sirens are waiting and you know I’m never one to leave them to sing alone.”

  Dyos patted my shoulder and turned disappearing into the crowd.

  I turned back to Broxton and threw out a hand. “Lead the way kind sir.”

  Broxton led me through the crowd of partygoers and past the throne. Kiowa gave me a worried glance standing from her seat as I shook my head and disappeared through the doors. I followed Broxton down the hall until we reached the set of double doors being watched but he guards. Broxton stepped a few feet away from the guards as I made my way past them. Wrapping my hand around the handle, I opened the door and stepped through closing it softly behind me. My father stood across the room with his back to me as he stared out the window into the land of Pearu.

  “You wished to speak with me.”

  My father turned around to face me. His eyes held anger in them. “Leave Pearu tomorrow.”

  I blinked, thinking I’d heard him unclearly.

  “What did you say?”

  “You heard me Aristaeus.”

  “I heard you, I do just not understand. You’ve been giving me crap about remaining home, and now you want me to leave.”

  “I do not have to explain my actions to you.” My father said putting his arms behind his back. “I am the King here, not you.”

  “Well as King, you shall inform me the reason for me being banned.”

  “Do not be silly Aristaeus. I am not banning you from Pearu. I am just sending you on an early vacation. You were planning on leaving next week anyhow, am I right?”

  “That’s beside the point.” I said feeling my voice raise. “Is this because of the rumor I heard tonight?”

  “I wouldn’t know what rumors you have heard tonight.”

  “Cute is not your forte father. I’m talking about The Rogues being sighted in this world.”

  “Of course they would be in this world, what other world would they go to? They are Creatures of the Damned. Do you think they are living freely among the mortals or care free with the Gods?”

  “I don’t care where they’re shacking up at. I care about their sudden appearance and what it’s doing to you. They’ve only been spotted once and already there’s trouble.”

  My father walked off from me back towards the window as I went on.

  “We can’t let The Rogues lead this world into destruction like Eris once tried before. The Gods will not be so forgiving this time. We need to contact them and let them know—”

  “WE WILL NOT CONTACT THE GODS!!” My father roared his true face coming forward. “You will leave this matter to The Courant and I and you will leave this world first thing in the morning.”

  “But father!”

  “That is an order Aristaeus!”

  Three

  The next morning I found myself staring out my bedroom window. Last night had been rough on me that I’d tossed and turned all through the night barely getting a lick of sleep. The argument with my father was as fresh on my mind as it was when I’d left his quarters. I still couldn’t accept the fact that he was banning me from Pearu, even if it was for a little while. Kiowa, had been outside the door listening to our argument, but at the words of my father ordering banishment, she’d busted through the doors. She yelled, cried, and fought my father who simply pushed her away. At the end neither of us could change his mind. Kiowa had run from the room in tears which struck up another argument with my father. My father had had enough as he snapped his fingers and the guards entered. I had taken out ten of them before they finally gained enough strength to remove me from the room.

  A knock sounded at my door and I instantly tensed. Father had announced that a carriage would be arriving today to take me to the Gates of Pearu. Morning had just started and he was already trying to get rid of me.

  “Go away!” I called in anger.

  The door came open and a tiny figure entered. It was one of my mother’s maids Gilda that often stayed at her side.

  “I’m sorry to bother you young lord, but breakfast is ready.”

  “I’m not hungry.” I said turning back around to face the window and stare out at the ocean.

  “But the King-”

  “DO NOT SPEAK OF THE KING TO ME!!”

  Gilda stepped back terrified as I willed myself to calm down.

  “I am sorry. I did not mean to frighten to you. Tell the King that I will not be down to eat.”

  “Your young lord, may I please ask a favor?”

  I turned to face her as she moved around uneasily. She never really said more than a few words to me during my encounter, and now she was asking me for a favor. I knew it had to be one of importance to her. I nodded giving her the go ahead.

  “Young lord, the favor that I ask is that you go down for breakfast. Queen Kiowa is at the table alone with the King. She barely slept last night due to the argument that happened between her and the King. She’s been building up with anger and I feel she may release it on the King if you are not there to calm her. I am afraid on how the King will retaliate if she shows rudeness to him.”

  I took in what she said and I could understand her concern. My father was not one to tolerate rudeness even if it came from the love of his life.

  “Fine, I will be down shortly.”

  Gilda nodded and then back stepped out of the room closing the door. I released a sigh as I turned back to stare out at a view that I wouldn’t be seeing for a while. I remained there for a couple of more minutes before finally getting dressed to head downstairs.

  I entered the dining hall and immediately noticed the tension. Kiowa sat at the left end of the table eating while throwing eye daggers down the table at my father who ignored them. I walked over to Kiowa’s side of the table and took a seat next to her. The sight of me had taken some of the anger out of her as she stared at me, her shadowed eyes the color of yellow today. Her hair was back in ringlets as the purple gleamed in the chandelier light. She reached out and grasped my hand giving it a squeeze to say “thank you.”

  The servants flocked to the table filling my cup full of berry juice and placing a hot bowl of gooey pink porridge in front of me. They cut two slices of meat from the lion on the table and placed it on a platter next to the stew. I grabbed a piece of the meat and rolled it before stuffing it into my mouth. Kiowa laughed as my father scoffed. I had succeed in bringing the light back into her eyes while disgusting my father.

  “You really shouldn’t eat like that Aristaeus. It will ruin your chances to marry.”

  “Come on now Kiowa, most of the ladies of Pearu eat like me. Well, all except you.”

  Kiowa swatted my arm as she sipped from her spoon.

  “Have you packed?’ My father spoke ruining the serene mood. “Once you leave, you will not be able to return back u
ntil I call for you.”

  “I will not be taking anything from here with me so there is no need to pack.”

  “Nonsense, you still have to represent the Kingdom even outside the Gates.”

  I chuckled leaning back in my seat. My father had never been outside the Gates without his entourage. If he were found outside the Gates alone sporting the Kingdom colors, the outcasts would have made a game out of him.

  “I take it Zeus agreed to my extended stay outside the Gates.”

  “Of course he did. Why wouldn’t he? You will be working for him by reaping souls.” My father reached for his glass sipping the cool liquid before placing the glass back down. “You shall not be in the mortal world other than that. I do not want to have any problems with those righteous brutes. I just need you to stay put until I can negotiate a new contract with them.”

  “And in this contract, are you negotiating our freedom to roam the mortal world.”

  “What I negotiate is none of your concern.”

  “I take that as a yes.” I said. “Do you really think that Zeus will allow those of the Damned to roam the mortal world especially when The Rogues have been spotted recently?”

  My father stared daggers at me.

  “Ah. You have not alerted him of her presence even though it’s your duty as King to do so.”

  “The Gods do not need to worry. Eris is of this world so I will handle her Rogues.”

  “Handle them? Is that what you’re calling hiding away in the palace while they causes havoc.”

  “Aristaeus!” Kiowa called. “Now, that is enough.”

  “No, Kiowa.” My father said raising a hand to silence her. “Aristaeus is right. I am hiding away while she creates havoc.” My father turned his eyes to me. “If Aristaeus was King he would have no doubt called the army and set out after The Rogues getting himself killed and this world destroyed. Eris not a typical creature of the Damned. She is the first and she is the most powerful. She has kept this world running for centuries and she has kept herself hidden even from the great Zeus. The Rogues are carbon copies of her. They is do not rush in without a reason. They are after something far greater than a few measly deaths of some servants. But obviously Aristaeus already knows this despite he has never met or seen Eris in his life while I on the other hand have worked, ate, and slept alongside her.”

  The room grew quiet as I stared down into my now lukewarm stew. I hated to admit it, but my father was right. I had no clue how Eris looked or even the remote clue on how she and The Rogues operated. I would have ended up doing everything my father said and ended up getting killed.

  “This is why you’re not ready for the throne yet. You’re young and you still act without thinking everything through not realizing the trouble you leave in your midst. That is why I am sending you away.”

  My father pushed away his chair away from the table and stood up. “The chariot should arrive shortly. I have a meeting to attend to so I will not be able to see you off.”

  “I will go with him.”

  “You will do no such thing Kiowa.”

  “That is not your decision Kavos.” Kiowa spoke fiercely. “You are banishing my son out of Pearu and the least I could do for him is see him to the Gates since I could not sway the King on allowing him to remain home instead of a place of danger.”

  “He is in no danger Kiowa.”

  “He will always be in danger as long as he’s outside those Gates! The Gods do not show favors to us even if you’re the King’s son. They could strike him down at any minute out there and there would be nothing that we could do because we can’t exit the Gates without their permission. So do not tell me I can’t see my son off because you will lose that fight Kavos.”

  My father stared across the table at Kiowa as she held her ground. Finally he gave a wave of his hand.

  “Do what you want Kiowa. I will not stop you. But once you return to this palace you will not leave any more. Is that understood?”

  “Yes, your highness.”

  My father gave us another glance before leaving the room. I turned to face Kiowa who was shaking. I grasped her hand in mine as she gave me a weak smile.

  “You shouldn’t have upset him.”

  “You’re one to talk.”

  “I can do that Kiowa. I’m leaving here. You’re the one who have to remain behind with him.”

  “Do not worry about your father.” She said patting my hand. “I can handle him. Let’s just finish our breakfast and then we’ll take a walk in the garden before your departure.”

  We ate breakfast in silence both of us worried about the other.

  The carriage came to a stop outside the Gates of Pearu. I stepped out of the carriage ignoring the hand of the demon from yesterday. I reached out a hand to Kiowa as she stepped out of the carriage behind me holding the end of her yellow gown in her hand. The demon closed the carriage door and walked off giving us some time alone.

  “Are you sure you didn’t want me to ask the servants to pack you some meat? We’ve just got in the best prime meats from the souk and there are scraps from breakfast. You enjoyed the lion’s meat this morning didn’t you? Let’s go back and get you some.” Kiowa rambled while dragging me back towards the carriage.

  “Mother stop it. I do not need any scraps. Besides if I enter Belham with prime meats, I’ll be robbed.”

  “More the reason for you not to go. I have some friends in the City that will hide you until your father finally comes back to his senses.”

  “No need.” I said shaking my head. My father was not going to come to his senses anytime soon. “I’ll be okay in Belham. Everyone knows me, so there is no threat. I’ll just do the jobs assigned for me and keep my head down. You do the same as well. You’ve made it onto father’s bad side for a couple of days. It’s best you stay to your garden.”

  I placed a kiss on Kiowa’s forehead as she released tears. I wiped a few of them away before turning and heading towards the gate.

  “Aristaeus!”

  Stopping in my tracks, I turned to see Dyos running towards me. He ran past Kiowa giving her a half bow before coming to stop in front of me.

  “Sorry I’m late. The damn redhead siren I was with last night tried to take my soul while we were canoodling. I think she forgot that I’m not a mortal man and it took me forever to gain my strength back. You were right to skip out on the date with them.”

  “Do I need to leave you with a babysitter while I’m away?”

  “No I’ll be fine. It’s you I’m worried about. Has the King finally lost it? How can he banish his son? The least he could do is banish you off to another continent but an entire world.”

  “Look, do not worry about me. I will be back in no time.” I said. I glanced over at Kiowa who was dabbing away at her eyes with her handkerchief. “Just due me a favor.”

  “Anything.”

  “Keep an eye out for Kiowa. She made the mistake of getting on Kavos bad side this morning. He’s holding her hostage in the palace as soon as she returns, but I’m pretty sure he has more in store for her disobedience.”

  “No problem. The old man has a meeting with him today. I’ll just head over there and sneak off to your quarters. He won’t even know that I’m there.”

  “Thanks man.”

  I gave him a pat on the shoulder and turned back in the direction of the gate. I walked up to the gate that housed the round door that would take me to Belham. Two guards stood on the outside armed and in the middle was the King’s secretary. I came to a stop in front of them as the secretary stepped forward, a parchment in hand. Unrolling the parchment, he began to speak.

  “Prince Aristaeus Priam, son of King Kavos Priam. On this day of Febvos 11th, year of Priam—You have been sentenced to partial banishment from the world of Pearu by his highness King Kavos Priam. The rules to your banishment are as follows: You will take accommodation in Belham and complete all duties a
ssigned to you by his highness. You will not enter the world of mortals unless it pertains to your duties. His highness will decide when your banishment is up, and only his highness can allow you back into the world of Pearu. Prince Aristaeus Priam, this ends the reading of your banishment. You may now enter Belham.”

  The secretary stepped to the side as the guards rolled open the door. I walked towards the doors as the image of Belham slowly came together.

  “Be careful Aristaeus!” Dyos shouted at my back. “I’ll see you when you get home. I’ll throw you a celebration. I promise there won’t be any sirens!”

  The doors closed shutting off Dyos voice as I was now in Belham. The barn smell of the bar surrounded me as I was once back in a place I’ve grown to call home. The bar wasn’t as full today since it was morning. There was no band on stage playing and no succubus at the microphone. I was very glad for the last one. The last thing I need is a run in with Lilith today. Os’ mar appeared from the door behind the bar and paused. He stared at me with a look of pity as I made my way towards the bar. Without speaking, he went to fix me a drink as I plopped down on one of the barstools. He slid the cup of Kampe blood over to me as I threw it back and awaited another.

  “So you’ve been banned huh?” Os’ mar said in his gruff voice as I tossed back the second cup.

  “So it appears.”

  “What did you do to piss off the King?”

  “I was me.” I said smiling up at Os’ mar.

  Os’ mar let out a rough chuckle as he cleaned some imaginary dirt out of a glass. “Well hell that’ll piss anyone off.”

  We both laughed. I felt better already. Os’ mar had no clue that I was the King’s son and that’s the way I wanted to keep it. If he knew, he might want to take revenge for the hand he was dealt. So it was because of my request when I first entered this world, that my identity had remained hidden. Os’ mar thinks I’m nothing more than another demon servant to the King and I let him think no less.

  “You have any jobs for me.”

  “Yeah, I’ve got quite a few but none for today. You’ve been banished for Pearu. That’s a cause for celebration. Hey Zumgrel, strike up the band!”

  Zumgrel had been snoring noisily at the piano, but at the sound of Os’ mar’s voice he leaped up and started to wail on the piano. It wasn’t long for those whom had been sleeping had ventured down into the bar ordering drinks, dancing, and fighting. I spotted Lilith making her way downstairs so I tossed the last drink I had down my throat and dived into the sea of fighting Chimera.

  California was one place I’d hated more than any other in the mortal world. I hated New York as well, but it was something about California that drove me crazy. Maybe it was because of the muggy heat. Pearu, though it was hell, did not experience this type of heat. Our weather was always cool despite the stories about Hell being an inferno. It wasn’t just the heat that bothered me here though— it was also the fact that I couldn’t wear my normal clothes in this weather without alerting the mortals to the fact that I might be some sort of freak.

  So here I was dressed in a pair of beach shorts and a tank. My black hair was still pulled into a ponytail and I still kept my demos and jugest strapped on me. Though I was dressed in mortal clothing, I was still getting strange looks from traveling mortals. However, there was nothing that I could do about that. I’d changed into their clothing but there was no way I was getting rid of my weapons. They would just have to stare.

  “Excuse me sir, do you need a taxi?”

  I stared in front of me at the tan skinned man inside the yellow box shaped car. His eyes moved nervously from the weapons on me as he tried to decide whether or not if it was a good idea to speak to me.

  “No, I do not need a ride anywhere.” The man jumped at the sound of my voice startled. He gave me another glance before speeding off into the flow of traffic almost causing a car accident.

  I made my way down the sidewalks of the rich society as mortals walked to and from carrying bags full of pricy clothing, briefcases, and food bags. I made no eye contact as I headed towards a jewelry building that was surrounded by the mortal police and terrified mortals. I pulled out my list and checked it. This was the right place.

  I tucked the list into my shirt and headed towards the doors.

  “Hey! You can’t go in there!”

  I ignored the police officer and stepped toward the doors of the jewelry store. I sighed. I hated things like this. I really didn’t want to alert the mortals to the fact that I wasn’t mortal, but yet I had a schedule to keep to. I would just pray the Gods will do what they do best and make the mortals think they were seeing things. It turns out they were watching me. I stepped through the glass with no problems from the mortals. In fact, they were looking around to see where I had disappeared to.

  Making my way through the jewelry store, I could hear the faint cries of the hostages. Coming to the room where they were being held, I peered around the corner and stared at the two gunmen who were pointing their shotguns at them. The hostages quivered in the corner trying to protect each other. This is where things being a Reaper get tricky. Being in the world of the mortals, you sometimes found yourself getting attached. And as a Reaper, you see the many deaths these mortals face and sometimes want to help them. But it is out of our hands. Gods and Demons are not made to interfere with the lives of mortals. Gods may offer advice and companionship, but they cannot woo mortals on a specific course. It goes against the rules of their God.

  So with that being said, I had no choice but to wait for the souls that will soon be exiting the realm of mortals and waiting in the balance. It didn’t take long. One of the male hostages made a foolish but courageous move to take the gun and ended up getting himself shot. The gunman was so thrown off that he didn’t see the other two male hostages rushing him knocking him to the ground. The gun went off again, this time killing the gunman as the police were making their way in.

  The hostages ran from the room as I quickly entered unnoticed and stood over the body of the male hostage. I could hear the boots of the mortal police as I called forward the soul of the hostage and then moved over to that of the gunman. I placed the souls in my box just in time as the mortal police rounded the corner. If they had been a second early they would have seen the ball of light exiting the dead bodies and I would have had some explaining to do to the Gods. As it were, I made my way pass them as I came in and back into the hot streets of California.

  I arrived back in Belham around nightfall. The Norjels went through their same routine before releasing me. I walked into Os’ mar’s bar and grabbed a seat at my usual stool. Os’ mar was in the corner talking on the telephone no doubt to the King. I glanced around the room to see everyone, everyone but Lilith. Looks like my night will be free of annoyance. Os’ mar hung up the receiver and made his way over to me. There was a slight frown on his face and I instantly tensed. Had my father gone against my wishes and spoken of my true identity? No, I immediately answered that question. My father would not want the creatures of Pearu to know that he had banished his son. His image would be ruined.

  “Rough night?”

  “Not rough, more like strange.” Os’ mar answered. “Come with me to the back.”

  I got off my stool and followed Os’ mar behind the bar through the door. The room was a small size of an office I have seen plenty of times in the mortal world. In fact this room was made just in case mortals ever discovered Belham. Os’ mar walked over to the desk and picked up the telephone. He punched in a couple of numbers before placing it back on the handle. The room made a groaning noise as the desk slowly moved over. The floor tiles gave away creating a circle opening in the floor. Inside the whole was a spiral staircase that led further down into the opening.

  Os’ mar stepped down the stairs as I followed behind him, the opening closing and the desk sliding back into place. Gold lamps were attached to the wall as blue
light illuminated from within them. We came to the end of the steps to see a gold barred door. Os’ mar pushed the stone on the side of the door to the side as a scanner popped out. The scanner was an exact copy to the one that got you into Pearu. The door opened and the scanner returned as we stepped through revealing Os’ mar’s secret treasure room.

  The room was of a shape of an octagon. Gold locked boxes covered two of the left walls and two of the right walls. In the middle was another desk accompanied by two chairs and behind it on the wall was the vault.

  “You’ve got the souls?”

  “Yeah.” I said.

  I reached into my jacket and removed the box handing it over to Os’ mar. Os’ mar waved to a seat as I plopped down. I watch him walk over to one of the locked boxes, opening it and placing the box inside. The gold box snapped shut and locked on its own. Os’ mar made his back across the room over to the vault. The vault opened with a whoosh as the smell of dragon scales took over the room. Os’ mar removed a bag and filled it full of the teardrop shaped currency. Once it was full, he closed the vault back and headed over to the desk.

  “What do you plan to do with dragon scales in Belham?” He asked tossing the bag over to me and plopping down in a chair. “It can’t be for the booze and lodging. The King covers that for you.”

  “This money goes to the King, only a small percent comes to me.”

  Os’ mar scoffed. “You would think the King would give you more seeing you have to enter that filth of a mortal world. You should ask for half.”

  “I do not negotiate with the King over money. Money I have.”

  “Well will you please loan me some. I could never have more than enough money.”

  “And what would you spend it on? This is Belham remember.”

  “I would save it for when I returned to Pearu. False dreams I know, but one can hope.” Os’ mar said. “Maybe if I continue to do what the Zeus orders, he will convince the King to let me return.”

  “Do you know what awaits you when you return? You would want to return to a world where you’re labored as a traitor?”

  “It will be hard. I know that. But the money I have made over here could guarantee me security and as long as I have you as a friend while over there, I could handle anything.”

  I nodded agreeing with his words. He was right. While the move would be a tough one at first, his money would guarantee him a spot at the elite which came with guards and an invitation into the King’s circle. The thought of the King made me think about Os’ mar’s phone call.

  “Did you get a call from the King today? You looked a bit dismayed when I returned.”

  “No not the King. It was from an informant in Pearu. I haven’t talked to him a while so the fact that he was calling proved that his information was worth knowing.”

  Os’ mar paused as I waited for him to continue.

  “There is something big going down in Pearu. My informant tells me there has been quite a few strange deaths recently and that the King has left the court many times this week.”

  At that I sat up. My father never left the court unless it was to the arena or a public event. Other than that, meetings were held at the palace.

  “What do you mean he left? What about the Queen?”

  “The Queen wasn’t with him. The informant says she hasn’t left the palace at all. She usually visits the town to convert with the citizens, but not as this week. Only the King and his army have left the palace. There are rumors that he visited Mayur and Arwid.”

  “How much do you trust this informant?” I asked.

  “While I wouldn’t trust him with my life—I trust him when it comes to his information. His information has saved my neck back in the day despite the betrayal he later dealt me.”

  I stared across at Os’ mar. I could tell we were thinking the same thing. Something was developing in the world of Pearu.

  I entered my room that I’d taken claim to the first time I arrived in Belham. I walked over to the phone that was in my room and picked up the receiver.

  “Pearu to Belham, where may I direct your call?”

  “Get me the King’s palace.” I said.

  “I’m sorry sir. Calls from Belham cannot be connected to the King’s palace. Would you like me to direct your call to the King’s secretary?”

  “This is Prince Aristaeus Priam, β3721£49. Get me the King’s palace now!”

  “Yes your highness, I apologize. Routing you to the palace.”

  The line held for a moment before a familiar voice picked up the line.

  “Aristaeus! Is that you?”

  “Yes mother it is me. What are you doing picking up the line? Where are the servants?”

  “I had them direct any calls from Belham concerning you to my private line. How are you? Are you being treated well there?”

  “I’m fine.” I said gripping the phone. I could feel the waves of her worry coming through the line. I missed her. “Mother I must ask you something and you must be truthful with me.”

  Kiowa got quiet on the line and I’d thought she’d disconnected.

  “Kiowa?”

  “I’m here. Go ahead Aristaeus. Ask your question?”

  “What is going on over there, and don’t tell me nothing. I know that father has left the palace and is traveling with an army to Mayur and Arwid.”

  “Honestly Aristaeus, I do not know much. Only what the servants tell me. They say more killings have been happening. This time it is Prince Famar’s daughter.”

  “Ilia.” I said remembering her name from the conversation I had with the Prince. “She is dead.”

  “Yes, as well as her court ladies. They say Eris is behind it and she’s been gathering her followers. They say she wants a war Aristaeus.”

  The thought of Eris running loose through Pearu killing royalty worried me. Mayur was the second biggest palace in Pearu. It was guarded heavily just like our palace. If Eris could get passed the guards into the palace to kill the Crown Princess, she could do the same to Kiowa.

  “Mother, listen to me. I want you to find Dyos and remain in my quarters. I will find a way home. Do you understand me?”

  There was no reply on the line.

  “Mother? Kiowa!”

  “The phones are out.” said a voice behind me.

  I turned around to see Lilith standing in my room. I slowly placed the receiver back on its hook as I stared at her. “How did you get into this room? The door was locked.”

  “I have the key.”

  The gold set of keys that belonged to Os’ mar jingled in her hand as she smiled brightly at me.

  “Who were you on the phone with?”

  “My business does not concern you.”

  “Ah, Aristaeus. Don’t be like that.” She said walking up to me. “I was just worried since I’ve heard the news about you no longer being welcomed in Pearu. Must bite the big one.”

  “Doesn’t bother me much. I’ll be heading back no time soon.”

  “Of course you will seeing how you’re the King’s son.”

  I tensed and stared at Lilith. How did she know that? She had to have been digging. Or could it be she’d seen me once in Pearu before she was banned.

  “By your quietness, I can tell that I am right which means I must be right about you calling home. Who was on the other line? The Queen, Kiowa.”

  “What do you want from me?” I asked.

  Lilith smiled. “What I’ve always wanted, you. For the two of us to marry and become rulers of our world. The King and Queen of Pearu.”

  “I hate to break the news to you sweetheart, but there is already a King and Queen of Pearu.”

  “Not for long.”

  The smile on her face was one of secrecy and I felt a sense of dread.

  “What do you mean?” I asked grabbing her shoulders.

  Screams sounded downstairs taking my attention off of Lilith. I pushed her to t
he side as I ran out my room and stood on the balcony of my floor. I stared down below in horror as the residents of the Belham were being attacked by creatures of the Damned that I’ve never seen here before. I withdrew my demos and was about to head down when Lilith gripped my shoulders.

  “Do not get involved Aristaeus. In time, this will all be over.”

  I shoved her hands off of me and turned to face her. “What have you done?”

  “I’ve done what I had to do for us. The time has come for a new era and she has promised to grant us any land that we want. The two of can rule as King and Queen.”

  I stared at Lilith as it all came together. “You’re one of her supporters. You’re working for Eris. How can you betray your King?”

  “He is not my King. Kavos has grown weak while Eris has seen the future. She doesn’t bow down to these Gods like Kavos does. She is powerful. More powerful than any of us could have imagined.”

  I was tired of hearing her nonsense. I turned away from her to make my way down the stairs.

  “I have broken the Gates Aristaeus!”

  I paused on the step and turned to face her.

  “What? What did you say?”

  Lilith smiled. “The Gates to Pearu have been broken. The Creatures of the Damned are free to roam into the mortal world.”

  I stared at Lilith as she stared back her features changing into something far more evil that I’ve ever seen.

  “You have no idea, what you’ve done.”

  Her smile dropped as I headed down the stairs. As my foot hit the bottom step, loud thunder sounded. Flashes of light came from the sky as everyone started to scatter. Some ran back towards the Gates of Pearu while others escaped through the veil to the mortal world. Lightning struck again as four figures entered through the doors that led to Pearu. Years of childhood fear went through me as I stared at the figures dressed in gold armor.

  One of them stepped forward conveying a symbol I knew in my sleep. It was the symbol that identified the Gods. As the God’s eyes scanned the room, he clutched a sword the shape of a lightning bolt in his hand.

  It was then I felt my breath catch.

  It wasn’t just any God.

  It was Zeus.