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The House Upon The Hill - Chapter 2: The House

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Pit crept into bed looking at the mirror curiously.

'Old woman?' Pit thought to himself. 'What is he talking about? This is a joke, right? He's playing a prank on me. M-Maybe this is a trap!!'

He shivered and covered himself with the blankets.

'Th-There's no such things as ghosts...right....?'

Someone must have heard him because the soft eerie "Ooo's" had started up again.

He shivered a little more as he wrapped himself tightly with the blankets. He popped his head out and looked around but could see nothing.

The voices softly sing a lullaby, and Pit finds himself wanting to fall asleep, instead of feeling frightened.

The Soprano's hit higher scales as the Angel starts to accept the world of dreams.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep smiling as he hummed the tune in his sleep.

~~~

"Pit, wake up."

"Mmm..." The Angel rolled over and fluffed up his wings. "Nuuuuuu... Let me sleeeeeeep..."

Hades sighed, "Fine. I'll just throw out those pancakes and syrup that was for breakfast."

Pit shot up without hesitation and shouted, "WHERE?!!!"

"In the kitchen. Now get up."

Pit hopped up and almost ran to the kitchen happily ready to stuff his face but Hades grabbed him by the back of his nightshirt.

"Get changed first."

He huffed, "Fiiiiiiine..."

The young angel went to change into something more appropriate.

~~~

Pit fiddled with the shirt he had found in the closet. His tunic was still wet so he had grabbed stuff from the closet. He walked into the dinning room and looked up in awe. The dinning room has bright red walls covered with paintings with golden frames. A giant golden chandelier was lit by candles, having the chandelier glint in the flame light. A long wooden table lay in the middle of the room, covered in a white table cloth and silverware.

"Oh my gods..." His eyes caught the golden brown fluffy pancakes, dipped in the delicate syrup.

He was afraid to breath or move, not wanting to ruin the perfect imagery of the room. Soon, he couldn't handle it anymore he slowly moved over on old wood floors to the food his mouth was watering as he crept up on the food.

He sniffed the air, the heavily smell filling his nostrils. Who could have made it?

"So are you going to sit down or what?"

Pit shouted in suprise and spun around to see The Lord Of The Underworld leaning against the doorway, smirking.

"Uh I thought I wasn't allowed or something like that. So can I?"

Hades motioned his head towards the table. "Help yourself."

The angel ran toward the table a huge smile on his face he took a plate and started to "help himself".

Hades rolled his eyes as he walked to his seat at the table.

"When I said 'help yourself' I didn't mean 'eat literally everything'."

"But it's so good!" Pit said his mouth full of delicious breakfast.

Hades rolled his eyes again and filled his own plate, eating at a much slower pace.

The storm from last night had not calm down. The two of them ate in silence as the rain hit the old house like bullets. Lightning thundered in the distance as Pit looked out the window worried.

"....something wrong, Pit?"

"It's just..." Pit looked back at the god. "Lady Palutena said she would get me this morning, and the storm hasn't died down...I'm kind of worried. What if something happened to her?!"

"She's a goddess, Pit. I'm sure she'll be fine." Hades didn't glance up from his food.

"I know. I'm just...." He sighed and looked back at his food.

The two sat in silence once more.

Hades glanced up at Pit, "They sang last night."

Pit looked up at Hades, confused.

"They sang for you, didn't they? They do that sometimes, if I can't get to sleep."

"Who?" Pit tilted his head. "The ghosts?"

Hades waved his hand.

"Ghosts. Spirits. Whatever you want to call them."

"Well...their voices are pretty. How long have they been here?"

"From years to centuries, Pit."

"Woah. That's really cool."

Pit smiled and continued to eat.

~~~

"Wait, aren't ghosts souls? Shouldn't they be in the Underworld?"

"No."

"'No'?" Pit tilted his head, clearly confused. "But... How?... They're..."

"Souls that have a strong desire to stay on earth...change. Their souls aren't able to forget their past lives and they are stuck on Earth for eternity. Regular souls join the Underworld."

"Oh...so why do they sing?"

"It's sort of like payment. I let them stay here, and they sing for me."

Well," Pit smiled. "They're really good singers."

"Yeah..."

Hades sat down in a chair and picked up his book.

Pit looked around and found the same portrait he saw last night.

"Who is this? The lady with the light red hair? She's really pretty."

Hades bit his tounge before answering, surprised by the question. "...I don't know."

"Oh okay. Y'think she's a ghost?" Pit smiled, oblivious to the situation.

"I....I doubt it...."

Hades leaned back into the chair, burying his face into his book.

"Are you okay?'

Pit started to approach him but Hades looked up and snapped at Pit. "I'm fine."

He realized what he did and took a deep breath. "I just want quiet."

"Oh sorry."

Pit sat down on another chair bored he didn't know what to do. He picked up a book and opened. He then realized he couldn't read.

"...." The Angel looked around. What else was there to do around here?

He sat down and stared at the window it was still raining he pressed his hand up to the cold surface and try to draw on it. All he could really do was make little swirls and stick figures. He sighed.

He was incredibly bored.

"You can go exploring if you want."

Pit looked up at Hades, surprised.

"R-Really?! A-Are you sure?" He stuttered.

"Yeah, sure," Hades shrugged. "Knock yourself out. But don't go wild."

"I won't. Thank you!"

Pit shot up in excitement and started to go down the halls.

Hades sighed and rolled his eyes, looked up at the painting of the young woman.

'He has your eyes...'

~~~

Pit curiously looked around most of the rooms were dark or they had a sign that said do not come in so he went upstairs into the attic.

He coughed, it was super dusty up there.

"I bet Pittoo would like this."

He coughed in between his words as he looked around.

He looked over and found a black chest with gold hinges it was incredibly dusty. He blew off some dust and sneezed a little, but that didn't stop him to try and open it. It had a golden lock on it. Surprisingly, it wasn't rusted.

He looked around to see if you can find the key of some sort. He looked through a couple more dusty boxes and spiderwebs.

"Eck."

He stuck out his tongue as he touched the webs.

His hand brushed against something cool and he picked it up. A golden key. He smiled as held it in his hand. Thunder sounded in the rain it was a lot closer now that he was in the attic it was kind of scary.

He shivered a little before he walked over to the chest. He knelt beside it.He brushed off some of the dust and put the key in the lock it fit thank Gods. He opened it to find T-shirts of tv shows in it and pictures of that same woman.

Pit tilted his head to the side, confused. He dug through the chest, his eyes catching a certain photo.

He picked it up.

The woman was playing with a certain two-headed hellhound, but it looked much younger, like a puppy.

"Is that Twinbellows? But Hades would never let anyone near him," Pit was very confused. "Who is she?"

Pit got up and headed down from the attic, walking down the halls to where Hades was sitting.

"Hades?"

Pit walked up to him a stern tone in his voice and a serious look on his face.

Hades looked up. "What is it, Pitty?"

"Who is she?"

He pointed at the portrait.

Hades growled, "I said I don't know, Pit."

"Then what's this?!"

He held out the picture he got from the chest.

Pit finds himself stranded on Earth for the night after a big storm. He enters an abandoned home to shelter from the rain. But what are the voices in the house? What are they trying to tell him? Does it have to do with The Lord of The Underworld? What about that woman in the painting? Things aren't adding up. Ghosts aren't real.... Right...?

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A beautiful roleplay ScartheLavacat and I are working on.
CoverArt done by LadyJuxtaposition

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Kisamelover12's avatar
I would critize Pit for being nosey, but I would probably do the same thing😛