Nichole looked at the stranger with a puzzled look, "Summoned... You?" it was then he mentioned his name and the book. She turned her head slightly to look at the strange old book and then back at the supposed god of death. The girls eyes widened slowly as she dropped to the floor, crawling backwards until her back was firmly placed against a wall. She shook her head ever so slightly, "This... This can't be happening." First she finds the book at the store, the owner vanishes out of thin air without a trace, and now it seems she had summoned death itself, who was now sitting in her room. Nichole placed both of her hands on her forehead, was this really going on? Or is this a nightmare, cruelly acquired from that old decrepit bookstore?

The young girl tried to calm down, but in sight of the recent events it became increasingly difficult to keep her emotions in check. She looked around her destroyed room, every so often, glancing at the god. It all started to be too much for her to handle as she began to slightly hyperventilate. [i]This can't be happening... This is not real, I have to be dreaming.[/i] These thoughts cycled through her mind like a chant, like if she thought about it hard enough she would be able to wake up in her bed, there would be no book, no destruction, no gods, no bookstore. As if everything would at once be back to normal.

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Hades nodded in agreement with his Queen, Cerberus was a loyal, and vicious pet, it would take a while for the soul to escape from his wrath. But it seemed there was a large amount of negativity welling up inside the gods mind, so many things have happened all at once and he had no real control over the matter. Persephone went to a nearby bookshelf in search of the Book of the Dead, as a way to summon Thanatos back to the Underworld, but she cried out when it appeared that the book had been stolen. The Death Kings head shot towards his wife, "What?!" Just when Hades had finally calmed down from the last problem a new one arose. He quickly rose from his throne, hands balled up into fists, "There is only one god who would dare enter the Underworld without my permission." The furious god stormed out of the room, vanishing in a cloud of black smoke. In just a short moment, Hades now stood upon mount Olympus calling out as loud as he could, "Zeus!"