A long time ago, the Greek Gods reigned over mankind, demanding tribute lest they face their wrath in the form of a thunderbolt or an ocean storm. While his brothers were like this, especially on a good day, Hades, contrary to popular belief wasn't like that, preferring to remain in the shadowy corners of the Underworld, along with his wife to whom he retains his loyalty, Persephone.

However, it wasn't always like this. Persephone wasn't aware of the Underworld's existance until the fated day its ruler abducted her. She was frigtened over what Hades might do to her, but over time, she began to calm down, and even enjoy his presence. The only person to blame would be Demeter, Persephone's mother who threw quite a fit, starving the world and threatening to kill it off lest her daughter returned. When Persephone was to be returned, she worried that she and Hades might not see each other again. So, she secretly betrayed the agreement that she wasn't to eat anything from the Underworld by eating a certain pomegranate...

And the rest was history.

So the two continued to love each other until over time, mankind began to shrug off their loyalty to the gods, beginning with the collapse of the Roman period. Knowing that the gods' time was nigh, they solemnly agreed that they should renew their lives, secretly living amongst the mortals they so demanded loyalty from, in the hopes that one day their time might come again...

Name: Claire Valentine
Age: 17, bordering on 18
Reincarnation of: Persephone
Likes: Flowers, snow, small creatures. Is also a bit intruiged in blood sometimes, but not while its coming from an obvious source.
Dislikes: Death in general, her frail state.
Misc: She has a fairly poor immune system, and is thus prone to sickness. She also claims that she just can't remember something, though she doesn't see what it could be from her life so far...

Name: Eric Blake
Age: 22
Description: Short dark brown hair, almost black in color; hazel eyes; semi-muscular, slender build, 6ft 3in in height.
History: Born in present day England, Eric Blake has always known he is the reincarnation of Hades, the legendary Greek God. Although he knows this about himself, he will never mention a word about it to anyone but Persephone; his beautiful wife who had been reincarnated with him. At the age of 19, Eric began his search for Persephone. He knew he would know her once he saw her reincarnated form; their heavenly spirits calling out to be together once more despite their human forms.

Claire was at an outdoor cafe along with a couple of her friends. While normally, she would be chatting along with them, but these days, she was simply listening to the others talk about gossip, what's been going on at school, or the most recent cute boy that caught their interest. 'I feel so behind...'

And this was because of the flu that kept her in bed for days.

Finally, one of her friends noticed that she was unusually silent this day. "Hey, Clara.." She began, speaking her given nickname of the group. "What's going on? You have been all gloomy-like.."

For some reason, Claire winced with her body upon hearing the mention of 'gloom'. But then she shook out of it, not wanting her friends to notice. But what she said next did otherwise.

"...Have you got this feeling.." She began, pausing as if she lost her breath already. "...That someone out there was waiting for you...? Lifting a dark cloud over you that was waiting to snatch you away to him...?"

A pause over fell the group. But then another of her friends broke the silence.

"That must be that flu you've just had talking... But c'mon! You should chillax a bit."

She sighed a bit, as if relief, though she doubted that she truly felt relieved. "Yes, maybe I should..." She replied.

Sitting down beside the river bank, Eric Blake sighed as he looked into the pool. "Why can't I find her?" he whispered to himself, annoyance coating his voice. Cupping some water into his hands, Eric took a long drink from the pool before standing.

It had been many years since Hades had seen his beloved wife Persephone. In the human world, he was forced to live without her for nineteen years without a choice. Now that he could travel on his own, he was still barred from her. Why was her spirit not calling out to his? Did she not remember him? Did she only agree to this to get away from him? Did she not love him like he believed? Was she even alive?

There were so many possibilities as to why she could not feel him searching. Hades had nearly given up hope when as he was walking back from the fields of Sicily, a voice permeated his mind:

"...Have you got this feeling.. That someone out there was waiting for you...? Lifting a dark cloud over you that was waiting to snatch you away to him...?"

"Persephone?" Eric whispered as he strained to track the voice. Locating it in his home-country Britain, Eric couldn't keep the school-boy grin from his lips as he started running, his God-like powers transporting him to Britain in a matter of moments.

Searching the streets, Eric looked for his beloved bride. Surely he was not mistaken. Surely she was here. Surely he would find the one woman he had ever loved, the one woman he had ever wanted; his beloved wife Persephone.

Would she know him? Would he be able to recognize her in her human form? Would she recognize him? Now his thoughts worried to the 'what if's as he traveled through the streets, straining to track the human who spoke.