Read Kinard Mythology Anthology Volume III Page 16

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  Hades was just have lunch when his daughter called. That’s her “sweet” voice; something is definitely wrong. He was still in his pajamas and didn’t want to change. He then finally combed his hair, put on his clothes made out of the finest cloth in the world (his gift from Persephone) and with a “poof” a black powder, he made it to his daughter after about ten minutes.  

  Andy was tapping her foot like a rabbit until she saw her dad. “Dad, you know how to get revenge on people right?”

  “Yes, I’m an expert. There is no bette… Wait. Why?” Hades gave her the look of “tell the truth, or you're grounded.”

  “Oh, there are just these two boys who are now traitors to me,” she said politely.

  “Hmmm… very well. You may have this basilisk spirit in you and get revenge,” he lifted his hand and a snake spirit came out and went into Andy.

  “Cool! How do you activate the eyes?” she said looking eager to use her power after reading Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling.

  “Just close your eyes and say “summon.”

  “Okay,” Andy hugged her father, “thanks for everything.”