Into the darkness [Adrian]

Adrian didn't remember his mother. The "mothers" at the orphanage just told him that she died a week after his birth. Though that didn't matter. He felt nothing for his mother, he lacked that mother figure. Those at the orphanage were just stupid little old women who thought they knew best. They thought they knew morality well and enforced it strictly, meaning Adrian was always punished for his actions. Not that this in any way prevented him from doing what he wanted. Even at a young age Adrian was a strong believer in a divine right of sorts. He thought himself special and important. More so than any other child at the orphanage. It meant that he took what he believed to be his and he didn't care whose feelings he hurt. He would even get into physical fights with some of the other kids, though eventually they learned not to argue against him. He was the bully. He hurt people's feelings and he didn't care. Even at a young age he seemed to lack a heart. He lacked a parent's love and effectively grew up alone. Solitude was what he was used to and it was the way he liked it. Of course, when he found out his father not only was still alive, but the god of the underworld Adrian felt annoyed. Why did he have to wait nine years to learn who his father was? For it was only at the age of nine that Adrian had been claimed. That was when he arrived at camp. Admittedly, however, after that age he had learned that Hades was perhaps the better of the divine parents who had fathered or mothered children staying at the camp. Hades allowed his children access to the underworld, to an extent perhaps, but it was nevertheless more than what some of the other demigods received from their parents. Though Adrian was indifferent about his father at the time, he disliked the other gods more. What use were they to him? At least his father had given him interesting powers. Including necromancy. Now that compared to the control of strawberry plants was effectively like comparing fire-breathing dragons to mice. There was no competition. 

Nevertheless, Adrian had took the liberty to explore a little while he had the chance. Things were quiet and, frankly, boring at camp. So when Adrian had been summoned to the underworld, he was willing to oblige and potentially explore a little until he ended up in the same room as the man who was his "father", providing he his "step mother" alone during this little exploration. He didn't care about her anyway, and so decided to ignore her anyway. Adrian hadn't before spent so much time in the underworld. He usually didn't give a damn. Though this time he was curious. It had only recently occurred to him that sometimes one had to consider their lineage when desiring power. Adrian liked power. The more he could get of it, the better. Of course, if it meant getting his father to a higher position of power, then it would be done. Adrian didn't like being a soldier, but sometimes it was necessary in order to eventually take place as a leader of a sort. Even if he was positioned as one by his father for whatever reason. So if his father was ever to side against the gods, Adrian would take the Hades cabin with him. To his fathers side.

Though standing here, Adrian simply stayed quiet, especially when he felt another presence in the room. He knew it was his father, Hades. His power didn't feel hindered in any way, though he knew weak minded demigods would have felt incredibly uneasy in the presence of a god. Adrian watched Hades quietly until the god turned so that the demigod could see his face and spoke the words, 'good morning, Adrian.' In response, Adrian's expression remained dry. His tone remained as cold and low as it always did, it was natural to him, even if he was speaking to a god. "Good morning..." he paused before adding, "father." Admittedly, Adrian didn't like referring to any man as his father. Surely a father must be truly present in the first few years of a childs life. Not just watching as his son grew up alone in an orphanage getting practically beaten every time he broke a rule. After all, the "mothers" of the orphanage were keen on the old ways. True, physical punishment they argued was always due after a child's misbehavior. The demigod kept his gaze fixed on the god and remained somewhat quiet. 
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OOC: I hope this is okay, I can't remember why he was brought he but I feel like we said he was summoned? xD If you want me to take it out, I will, but there you go. (: 
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Tagged:  Hades