A/N: This is the first real mythology story I'm trying, so be nice to me. I don't like flamers unless you tell me what to do better. Rating may change as the story progresses.

He was beautiful, dark and brooding. I could tell that much from the glance I got of him at the party. Technically, it was my party, to “introduce me to all the other gods and goddesses”. I don’t give a crap. I just wanted to get back to my friends and doing nothing. Now, a profile of me. Randomly.

Name: Persephone

Age: Immortal, but I look about 23

Personality: Extroverted, happy, sometimes a little morbid

Hair: Short, almost pixie cut dark blonde

Height: 5’6”

Eyes: Bright green

So, that’s a great profile of me. Now, the beautiful man I was just staring shamelessly at is, well, I’m not actually sure. There are so many people here, and I’m not allowed to talk to him. Or the women he’s with. They’re obviously not goddesses, they don’t have that glow, but they are inhumanly beautiful, making them immortals. There were three, the first with shoulder length black hair streaked lime green, four piercings in her ear and a lip piercing, the second with a black pixie cut and a gage in one ear and a huge black button in the other, and the third with ass-length black hair streaked red and just double piercings and a really intricate bleeding red rose on her arm.

“Who ya starin’ at?” asked Eros in his weird slang.

“Uh, no one. Really!”

“Yeah, and I’m king o’ the gods! Really, who ya starin’ at?”

“That really hot god over there that I’m not allowed to talk to. The one with the three punk girl-friends,” I admitted.

“Ha! Ya have the hots for Hades! An’ those aren’t his girlfriends! Those are the furies.” He whistled. “Ya sure know how ta pick ‘em! Hades is gorgeous!”

I was one of the few people that knew that the god of love was gay. It was really kind of funny. He went through this one phase when he went around making gay couples. Zeus got so mad, but didn’t figure that Eros himself was gay. Eros was my best friend. He had curly brown hair and was really handsome, in an athletic way.

Suddenly the god Eros and I were talking about, Hades turned and locked eyes with me. I stared back defiantly, trying to prove that I had a backbone, that I wasn’t a bimbo cough Nymphs cough.

A look passed between Hades and Persephone. I could tell that no one else saw, but I did. This would be a good match, and fun to get them together. Especially since Demeter had banned Persephone from talking to him or the furies. Maybe Eros would help me.

She stared fiercely at me. Almost daring me to go talk to her. I, Hades, am not afraid of anyone. Not even Demeter, that bitch mother of hers. I walked over to where she was standing, talking to Eros. She glanced at me from the corner of her eye, but continued talking to her friend. Eros finally noticed I was there and stopped talking.

“Yeah?” he asked, a little rudely.

“Hey. Just wanted to introduce myself. I’m Hades, and this is Tisi, Meg and Alec,” he said, pointing to each of the furies in turn. They each nodded their heads and left to the snack/drink table.

“Hi, I’m Persephone, and that’s Eros,” she introduced, cutting off Eros before he could say something inappropriate.

“I know. You are the reason we’re all here, after all.” I smiled as a slight pink color came to her cheeks and nose.

“PERSEPHONE! I TOLD YOU NOT TO TALK TO HIM!!” Demeter screeched as she ran over to our conversation.

“That’s okay, I was just…leaving.” As I said “leaving” I snapped his fingers and vanished.

“ZEUS! Control your brother! He was trying to take my Persephone’s virtue!”

“MOM! Are you crazy?! We were talking! That’s all!”

“Dear, that’s how relationships start. By just talking. And you know, not all relationships are good!”

“MOM! Just piss off, okay?”

I was listening from a safe distance and I have to admit, that girl’s got guts. Not everyone can stand up to Demeter like that. I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“You lost concentration. Do you really think she’s that pretty?” Aphrodite asked. I rolled my eyes at her.

“What do you want, oh most beautiful goddess of slut-ness?”

“Now, is that any way to talk to the goddess who is going to hook you up with Persephone?”

“You can hook me up with Persephone? Won’t there be mom trouble?”

“No more than if you tried kidnapping her.”

“You want me to kidnap her?”

“Ha! Don’t be silly! I’ll help you!”

“Fuck off. I’m not kidnapping a goddess I barley know and who probably would hate it in the Underworld.”

“Well, I do know that she thinks you are the most interesting god she’s ever met. She would really like to get to know you. Maybe you should tell her to sneak out and then meet her and have a secret relationship. Then if she likes you, invite her down to the Underworld! It’s perfect!”