"How pitiful" she'd cackle at his expense, "The son of a near god, yet so weak and frail. Taunted by those who see you as the pitiful weak little child you are."

"and yet, you amuse me.. More than any other demigod child like yourself, weak little thing. Why is that, i wonder?" she tapped her chin, a sick grin adorning her face.

"Witch. Every part of my life is your fault. I despise you, cynical hag."

"You blame me, child?" she chortled, "I have no part in your sorry existence, for im not even able to!" she snickered, wiping a tear from her eye.

"Do not lie! You snake! You are the goddess of fate! Are you not?!" he cried, thrashing in the grasp of her many clawing hands.

"Foolish runt, it is no fault of mine. A child with the blood of The God of Death is not under my control!" she grinned impishly at his glowering face.

"Everything that has ever happened to you has been to the fault of your own, i find that to be the most amusing part!" She guffawed, cackling evilly as his expression sunk in horror.

"Silly thing, how tragic your fate is, you should consider yourself lucky i am not the one who rules it, most amusing it is." she scathed.

"Worry not, boy, so gracious as i am, i have an offer for you. Do not take my words lightly, for I am not one to be so kind."

"Forget about your horrid fool of a father, forsake his lackluster power." she grinned ever so cheekily.