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Strange descriptors but those were the only ones to come into my head. Something about this guy said shadows, darkness, and the chill that goes up your spine when you’re alone in the woods and you hear a twig snap behind you.
And yes, he was also gorgeous as hell.
“We’re sons of hades, but not the god,” Sebastian said, breaking whispers out all around me. “We’re reincarnations of the physical place. As in reincarnations of hell.”
That made Vasili stop his bellowing. He and the two other teachers rose to their feet. “Explain.”
Sebastian shrugged. “Don’t ask me how it works. But hades must exist just as the gods must exist, so they’ve put the connections to hell in humans like the gods did with their essence. Jason is the reincarnation of Elysium.”
I knew enough from the short lesson we did on Greek mythology in eighth grade to know Elysium was the fields of paradise.
“At your service,” Jason said, bowing exaggeratedly. “I can summon paradise flowers. When brewed, they make a tea that heightens everything to maximum pleasure. Everything you eat becomes the best thing you’ve ever tasted. Everything you smell, the best perfumes. And orgasms”—he whistled—“you might literally die because paradise flower orgasms are ten thousand times more powerful.”
Nitsa sat up straight. “Um, can I get one of those?”
“Enough,” Vasili commanded, ending the very loud and eager questions of the same type.
“Tartarus for Castor,” Sebastian continued.
A terrible, horrible black pit for bad people.
“I summon rocks from the pit,” Castor drawled, rolling his eyes at the sky. “When touched, they punish you for your sins.”
“Asphodel Meadows for Dimitri.”
That’s where they dumped everyone else.
“I summon water from the River Lethe,” Dimitri said. “If you drink it, you’ll be able to forget any memory you’d rather do without.”
Sebastian stepped out in front of them. “I’m the reincarnation of the gates of hell. The dead pass through me to get to paradise... or not. They appear before me as real and whole as I see all of you.
“Like your grandmother, Kosma Ariti.” He spun on a wide-eyed Kosma. “She says you forgot your monster plant textbook at home.”
“I did?! Shit.”
“And your mother, Commander Vasili.” He twisted on the man with a beaming grin. “She doesn’t like the beard.”
The commander’s mother was in luck. His darkening face was so red it was about to catch fire and burn the beard off. “Careful, Mr. Barba. You’re dangerously close to insubordination.”
“I mean no disrespect, sir,” he said, putting his hands up. “I’m merely explaining to everyone... why we run this school now.”
The vibe in the stadium changed immediately. As quickly as the bored expressions left Dimitri’s and Castor’s faces, and were replaced with smirks.
Alexander and his friends rose from their seats. They did not look happy.
“But don’t worry,” Sebastian said. “Our services won’t be too expensive, and our punishments only the right amount of harsh.”
“What is happening?” I whispered.
The gaping shock on my new friends’ faces said they didn’t know either.
“Thank you for that display, Mr. Barba, but you’ll shortly find that you run nothing.” Vasili’s voice was flat. “Sit down. All of you.”
They turned to file off. Jason stopped at the last second and spun around.
“Oh, ladies and gentlemen, Sebastian wasn’t kidding. It’sallavailable for your service.” He ran his hands down his chest and thrust his hips. “All of it.”
Nitsa straight swooned.
