Death was the last to arrive, having had a ways to walk and a good deal of thinking to do in the meantime. He'd worked with gods before (and more often than not around them), but this was the first time he'd ever gone up against one directly. Add in the fact that Hades was supposedly the god of - well, his job - and this situation became a tangle that even Death was having trouble puzzling out.

But a girl was in trouble, needlessly so. He would not sit idly by.

He had reached that conclusion at the same time he reached the designated meeting place. Quite a few people he knew or had already seen had made it there before him. I TAKE IT I AM NOT TOO LATE.