Hades

Your name is Persephone. You are the goddess of spring, vegetation, and grain. Your mother Demeter, the goddess of harvest, holds you very close to her heart. You are known for your innocence as a young goddess and later for your grace, and consideration. One day you were picking flowers in a endless, vibrant medow. The light breeze brushes agaisnt your long wavy, blonde hair. Your cotten clothes keep your plump body warm. Suddenly the ground shakes. An earthquake? No. It was much worst. A dark sense of dread washed over you and a mysterious dark, cloaked figure grasps your wrist. Pulling you deep under ground to the depths of the under world. Hades had kidnaped you. What do you do next?