Third Person P.O.V.

A tall man with spiky, light blue hair and rock and roll style clothing yelled as he tossed a random object across the room.

"I used to be a God! I don't deserve this! I should be ruling the world!" he yelled as a little girl with curly, maroon hair and wearing green/red clothing flinched a bit.

"Have you found a way out of the barrier, Celia?!" he asked as the little girl rolled her eyes.

"If I did, I wouldn't be standing here, now would I?" she remarked.

"I also deserve to be there for Malia and Mal! That corrupted king and his weasel parents can't even let me see them! Everybody believes I hate my daughter but I don't! And the one who is like a second daughter is just as important, but it's only that waste of time I called a wife I hate! I'm gonna find a way out of here sooner or later!" Hades yelled as he tossed an empty can of corn.

He grabbed his ember and looked at it as he smirked.

"Time for me to be a god once again and do what I do best." he said as he stared at the television that showed Malia and Mal with their guys.

"Okay, chill your flames for a bit." Celia said as she tossed him a fresh can of corn and he immediately calmed down a bit.

"I wonder how they're both doing. I hope to see them again soon." he told her as he sat down on his couch and grabbed his sunglasses.

He put them on and dozed off for his nap. Celia sighed as she walked off into the cave.

If only he knew the truth about Malia.