The Grand Feasting Hall of the Gods was alive with the sounds of laughter and merriment as Persephone, the goddess of spring and death, reclined on her ornate chair. She was engaged in light-hearted conversations with the other gods and goddesses, the atmosphere around them buzzing with energy.
But the revelry was abruptly cut short when a servant rushed in, her eyes wide with terror. She held a soul, its form resembling a young woman with a spine protruding from her back, deep cuts covering her body, and internal damage so severe that her uterus was invisible.
Persephone's heart clenched as she recognized the soul's face. It was Ella Jackson, an 18-year-old girl who had suffered a brutal rape and murder. The feast fell silent, the gravity of the situation settling over the divine company.
Hades, the god of the underworld, rose from his seat, his expression grave. He approached Persephone, his eyes filled with sympathy and determination. "This is unacceptable, Persephone," he said, his voice echoing through the hall. "We must find out who did this and make them pay."
Persephone studied Ella's soul, her eyes welling up with tears. She turned to Hades, her voice quivering with anger. "How could someone do this to an innocent girl?"
Hades shook his head, his expression solemn. "I don't know, Persephone. But we can't let this pass. We need to bring justice to Ella."
Persephone, her eyes blazing with determination, stood up, her chair scraping against the marble floor. She looked at the other gods and goddesses, her voice firm. "We can't let this pass. We need to bring justice to Ella."
The gods and goddesses murmured in agreement, their expressions filled with shock and outrage. Persephone turned to Hades, her voice filled with resolve. "We start investigating now."
Hades nodded, his expression serious. He turned to the servant. "Take Ella to the underworld. Make sure she's comfortable until she wakes up."
The servant bowed, her eyes filled with gratitude. She disappeared, taking Ella's soul with her.
Persephone turned to the gods and goddesses, her voice filled with authority. "Let's split up. We'll cover more ground that way."
The gods and goddesses nodded, dispersing to start their investigation. Persephone turned to Hades, her voice filled with determination. "We'll find who did this, Hades. We'll make them pay."
Hades nodded, his expression filled with resolve. He looked at Persephone, his eyes filled with admiration. "We make a good team, Persephone."
Persephone smiled, her eyes filled with warmth. She looked at Hades, her voice filled with playful insult. "Don't get too full of yourself, Hades. I'm the one leading this investigation."
Hades laughed, his eyes filled with amusement. He looked at Persephone, his voice filled with respect. "Yes, you are, Persephone. And I wouldn't have it any other way."
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