~✶~CHILDREN OF THE UNDERWORLD~✶~'Annoyingly Careing'

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Mini Chapter 4 'Annoyingly Careing' Violetta Black Levi Ahtollan was annoying. That was a fact. He had an annoyingly cute face and an annoyingly cute laugh and whenever he used his powers, he looked annoyingly cool. Everything about him was annoying. The worst thing, though, was that he never thought I was annoying, or weird, or weak, because of my parentage. Even though Levi was only the son of Charon, a very minor Underworld god, he was never teased for being weak, because Charon was still powerful and dark. My Mother, however, was Makaria, the goddess of Blessed Death. She wasn't dangerous, but she was still powerful, yet she never did anything to help me! Not even when I was being beaten to the ground by Mark, son of Ares and his stupid 'sidekick', Sylar, son of Dionysus. I hated her so much for not being there. I wished I could somehow make her feel the pain she had put me through. A snap behind me shook me from my thoughts, and there he was: The god of annoyingness himself. "What do you want, Levi?" I muttered, polishing one of my Adamantine Sickles, and then the other. "Well, you seemed really sad and grumpy and lost, and I saw you stomp into your Cabin and slam the door, so I came to check on you." He grinned, sitting, or rather falling, onto the lilac couch I was sitting on. I glared at him, trying to murder him with my eyeballs, but he stayed, annoyingly, alive. "Nice Cabin. I've never been in here before." I looked at the white walls, lilac rugs and couches, the black bunkbeds with lilac sheets and the lilac curtains, which had black and orange threads running through. The ceiling was painted with black lines of Greek prayers to Makaria. There was a black table in the corner. Set around it were 5 orange chairs, one for each child of Makaria. Her sisters, Swayze Flagg and Lark Kansas, and her brothers, Dex Ferris and West Zayne, were out at archery practice right now, but I wished they were here, because if they found Levi in their Cabin, annoying me, they would blast him into next week. "I guess." Levi sighed. When I glanced at him, he looked surprisingly calm and concerned, unlike his usual look of hyper, excited, and and mischievous, all mixed in to one. "Look, Vi. Everyone's worried about you. I'm worried about you." I made a sound between a snort and a laugh. "Why would you be worried about me!?" He frowned. "Why wouldn't I be? Wait, you know what, don't answer that. You're going to come up with a perfectly reasonable explanation for that I won't have an amazing comeback." I raised by eyebrow. "Huh?" He sighed again, looking down at his hands. "You're not looking out for yourself. You keep getting into all these fights, and you don't sleep." before I could ask how he knew that, he continued. "And I just... like I said, I'm worried about you. You're gonna overextend yourself one day, and you'll just fade away..." Levi trailed off, thinking. Or perhaps he was just surprised that he had actually come up with a sentence that rhymed. "OK, look Levi. I appreciate all... whatever you just said, yada yada yada, lot's of polite stuff, but frankly, I don't really care about any of that, and you are annoying me, so please leave." "But-" "Now." I stood up and dragged the son of Charon by his wrist towards the door and shoved his down the steps outside. Before I closed the door, he turned to me. "I know all that tuff because I watch you. All the time." A flicker of mischievousness flashed across his face. I pointed at him. "Really creepy, Levi." He shrugged. "Like I said, I care about you."