Second chance

Hades looked down before stating, “I’m sorry that you believe this is the only option!” he handed the tube back over when the door slammed open and Charon rushed over with another Isu which caused his family to growl but this male ignored them to stop in front of the hybrid, “Charon I told you before... No other Isu allowed; especially not them! We don’t need an pandemic!” “I am not going to allow my only friend to butcher himself for all of you! Loki has an solution!” Loki examined the young man as he saw the sorrow in his eyes and felt the sadness he carried with him, “Do you Loki?” Hades snapped and nodding Loki simply said, “Yes, we a had problem not long back when a human broke into Helheim and killed Sutr and Valravn; Hela is lonely there and I need more Isu to live there to ensure my threat still remains and so does the infrastructure... I can free him from this burden by making him Norse Isu who is in charge of: Sorrow, depression and loneliness. He will be accustomed to it and furthermore won’t feel the effects of it... it just means he will always be like this and live in Helheim unless on business!” “So we can’t see him ever again?” “Yes you can visit and write; the same as him but in exchange I want him to be able to control your side of the Isu bloodline emotions, he can control your emotions and eventually your death; maybe then you will understand what he went through!” Hades turned back to the others who discussing it returned with a nod and a shake of the hands which caused Loki to simply state, “You don’t realise what you have just agreed to!”

The thing is they didn’t realise what they had just done; Loki now had a way to infiltrate the Greek Underworld Isu if he could plan it right he could rule in complete or partial control; it just needed to work. “Hela, I need your help!” Loki barked walking in preparing the ceremony, “What for?” the giantess’ voice boomed before walking out stopped to smile as she saw the “boy” looking over to her unafraid just weary at her half rotting face, “Who’s he?” “Your company and aid. This hybrid is going to become a new god of Helheim!” “What’s your name?” “James!” James glumly replied causing Hela to nod before stating, “I sense you are suffering from depression, is that your role?” “He will be the god of depression, loneliness and heartbreak including suicidal deaths!” Loki clarified which made Hela nod as they pushed him over to the device, “You are going to need this!” Hela stated handing James a liquid solution, she encouraged him to drink from it before the pain began only to be eased by the cold liquid from the flask easing most of it until looking up at Hela watched her sink her knife through his chest the blood poured over the floor until he body was lifeless and looking over to his daughter Loki spoke, “Finish it!”

His eyes opened to see Hela look down at him in shock but she didn’t get time to speak he jumped up clutching his head in distress crying out in a panic hearing the voices endlessly shout at him, “Pain. Bleeding. Punctured. No not there. She didn’t love you. He needs you. Dead!” he cried out before looking over to another direction snapped, “Blood. Lung collapsing, need oxygen, eyes heavy, dead!” he looked over to Hela before pointing, “Lonely, cold, desperate, anger burning more than fire!” he looked down to see the darkened fingers that looked more like claws and felt his hair burn off to reveal long strands of burning lava like hair he rushed to the water they had provided to see the permanent ashen like lines and the red eyes staring back at him and his face no matter how much he tried to change it was permanently frowning, “I‘m a monster!” he growled feeling his hands glow red before crying out rushed to the nearest of Hela’s guards, “Wheezing, struggling to stand, never ending pain, end it please!” the guard nodded causing James to draw the knife and impaling him spoke emotionlessly, “Dead!” “What in Helheim have we made here!” Hela grumbled drawing her sword to attack the man but seeing the weapon had no effect felt his cold stone like hand grab her head and forced images of her past through her head watching her abandonment and loneliness that made her life unbearable, “Please stop!” she cried out falling to her knees until suddenly; there was nothing. She looked up to see James clutch his head and cry out, “Head burning. Too loud here, I need out. Must find quiet!” Hela nodded before stating offering her dead arm, “Come to the roof!” he took it and venturing to the bridge looked over to the sea, “Better?” “Voices still calling. Begging for help. Abandoned son, hurt lover, grieving father. It seems so far away but still near enough to hear their thoughts and memories!” It’s okay James we understand. You are one of us and we look after our own people; that does mean we need a new name for you!” “What would call me then?” “Tristhet!” he nodded feeling her arm take his as she continued, “I’ll look after you!” he nodded smelling the rotten flesh before looking back at her saw her immediately look down embarrassed, “I’m sorry about my smell!” “By looking at my changes you can’t help how you look! Could be worse I suppose...” “Oh yeah prove it?” “Pasiphaë son is practically all bull and one of Medusa’s sons is a horse with wings... I think you will stand up fine to most of the other Isu; if they accept me then they won’t have a problem with you...” “You don’t look that bad” “I was thinking more about the voices in my head!” “We’ll work on it, together!”