The Circle

I turned around, ans was met with shaggy black hair and green eyes. He was wearing all black, and metal chains hanging from his pants. He looked like an emo teenager.
"Sit." He motioned to the grass beside him as he plopped down. I lowered myself onto the ground, scraping off some dirt on my legs.
"Why didn't you tell me? Why wasn't I claimed?" I asked, tears filling my eyes. He looked at the ground, then at the sky.
"Trust me, no one can compensate with a child of Hades. They are... different. No one likes different, no matter what they say." He sighed. It started to lightly rain, covering my tears.
"But I do! I can work with others just fine!" I waled, kicking dust.
"You do. But once people figure this out, they'll never look at you the same way... Equal. The same thing happens with the God's. They treat me like i'm nothing. But, if you prove yourself, you can rise above their suspicions... become equal." I sat up, stomping the ground.
"Prove myself? Why do I need to prove myself to you?!" I screamed. "I don't care what you think!"
"Emma, Dear," Hades said, putting a hand on my shoulder. "You don't need to prove yourself to me. But to the God's. To other people. To Everyone." A small sink hole appeared next to Hades as he stood up.
"Emma," His voice echoed throughout the cemetery. "You can do this." He winked, and dropped into the hole, which resealed itself in seconds.

And I was alone once again.

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