The ferryman glided across the surface of the water, the chains that bound him to the ship pulling it along behind him. He regretted that the worst part about his job was listening to people talk. The pointless questions... 'Why am I here?'... 'What's going to happen to me now?'... After spending countless ages guiding souls across the river, he'd grown tired of them and had taken to ignoring his cargo in all but the most necessary situations.

He made a mental note to ask the Fury to possibly assist in the ferrying duties more often. At least this boy had no need to address him with all of his curiosities, even if he had to overhear it.

The cloaked man craning over the mage made a lazy growling noise of disapproval and gestured for him to hurry up and give him the coins.

Zagreus came crawling upon the scene and froze in place. Positioned far behind the embodiment of death itself, he could observe what Thanatos himself observed. The young God had a small appreciation for this. After all, he was quite used to sacrifices being made in his name, often times human sacrifices and occasionally tortured beforehand. Not exactly proud, but used to it.

He scuffled a bit closer high upon the wall and wondered to himself if Thanatos had his way of things, would this be the norm for every soul down here?

Zagreus's eyes shifted from his usual somber gray to onyx black and he turned on his heel to face Hades.

"The Orphic Hymns still invoke my name, father. Don't forget that you were feared in ancient Greece as ruler of the Underworld but I was worshiped by mortals for being the very reason they're alive today. You're just the boogyman compared to me. Do you remember the Alcmeonis? You know, one of my earlier appearances in mortal literature. How did that line go again? Oh, yes, I remember now. 'Mistress Earth and Zagreus who art above all other Gods.' No wonder that book was practically destroyed. No doubt either you or Zeus were responsible. But the fact remains that the mortals seem to think I'm good enough. You're lucky I'm even offering to help you!"

His fists were clenched tightly and his skin felt feverish even without touching him. Small tufts of smoke escaped his mouth as he released yet another enraged rant, signaling the growing fire in his belly. He calmed himself enough to give an apologetic glance to his mother without that fury in his eyes before shifting into a horrible creature like a sharp-fanged lizard with feathered wings and taking off, leaving the throne room behind.

((The tale of Zagreus goes that Zeus took the form of a serpent and laid down with Persephone and she bore Zagreus. A jealous Hera cast him down to Tartarus for the Titans to destroy. They distracted him with toys and attempted to devour him, but he changed between forms of many animals to escape. His last form was that of a bull as he attempted to fight back and run free, but the Titans grabbed hold of him and tore him to pieces and devoured him. All that was left was his heart. Zeus discovered this crime and hurled a thunderbolt, killing the Titans and turning them to ash. From the ashes of the Titans, mixed with the divine flesh they had eaten, man was made. This has always been used to explain the balance of good and evil in humankind, due to the divinity of Zagreus and the maliciousness of the Titans. Persephone saved the still-beating heart of the immortal Zagreus and Zeus implanted it within a mortal woman through which he was reborn again. Some accounts say he was reassembled by Demeter. Further accounts claim Hades as Zagreus' father, since Hades is sometimes referred to as Zeus Katchthonios or "Underground Zeus". As I have my character's backstory now, Persephone used her healing abilities to revive Zagreus rather than a mortal woman being involved or using a different vegetation Goddess when Persephone works just fine and makes sense seeing as she's his mother.))

Zagreus smirked and gave Hades a triumphant look very quickly before returning his attention to Persephone.

"I think it would be easiest to begin with a little bit of spying. There are hundreds of creatures that prowl the caverns of the Underworld. Thanatos won't pay any attention to a scorpion nesting in the rocks. I can find out what he wants, who his allies are, and what he's planning to do next."

The God-child glanced at Hades for a brief moment in recognition of his question. He turned his eyes back to his mother and gave her the answer.

"You know very well of my shape changing abilities. I've tricked people before, countless times over the many centuries past. I don't doubt I could fool Thanatos just as easily."

Well I mean that was really fast so I guess it didn't matter XD

Name: Zagreus aka Timaeus Zag
Age: Appears to be in his mid teens, real age is undeterminable
Gender: Male
Look:
Bio: Zagreus is the son of Hades and Persephone, current rulers of the Underworld. Yes, that Hades and Persephone. He takes more after his mother in personality but has his father's looks and hot temper. Growing up under his father's rule was challenging. The more expectations placed upon Zagreus, the more the boy wanted to act out against his father's wishes. In response, Hades banned him from leaving the Underworld. Well ****...
Ability: Shape Changing & Fire/Heat Manipulation
Likes: Music, mortal society, clothes, travel, pranks
Dislikes: The outdoors, sweets, frozen foods, strict situations
Classes: N/A
Clubs/activities: N/A
Class Rep: N/A
Year: 3rd
Equipment: A black handled knife with a long blade that has dozens of odd symbols etched into it, a pocket mirror, one zippo lighter, and a pewter ring set with an obsidian stone that bears the insignia of Hades, a black leather satchel with silver skull buckles, three journals bound in some unfamiliar flesh, keys to his motorcycle "Lil' Cerberus", an ebony bow with a matching quiver of arrows, and a pet scorpion named Scorpius.

Stats: total 600
strength- 35
speed- 120
intelligence- 85
energy to use ability- 200
stamina- 100
martial arts skills- 40
equipment skills- 20