During my little bout of depression and personal crisis, I revisited the TV show Hercules and Beastmaster, and that led to this. I know many of you won't like this, but I thought of posting it anyway.

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DESCRIPTION: Stories reach a young Grecian maiden named Caroline of a family of Centaurs, and she ventures out to find them, not knowing she would find love in the process, and her destiny.

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~Centaur Love~

Do you wish to read about a tale not known for over a thousand years? Do you wish to know of a love that has surpassed many, but has remained hidden from the realm of humans because it was deemed unworthy?

If you wish, then, well, sit back, and continue reading…

There was a tale known to few humans in this land. A tale filled with so much love that the gods disallowed the telling of such, though since the destruction of the gods, I feel compelled to say it aloud now.

We begin in Ancient Greece when the war of Troy had been a recent memory, and the likes of certain mythical creatures were fading into the distance.

One certain creature was called the Centaur, with the upper body of man, and the lower part of a horse. Now, centaurs are not like they are told in Modern Greek myths. They were a noble race, experts on battles and guardians of scribes. They were the ones who protected the tales, but took no credit for themselves. In fact, instead of taking the credit, they painted the past with vile images of themselves, so no one would admire them. They never wanted the prestige, only their culture to survive, even though in the end, all that was left of their culture remained instilled in a small clan.

This clan lived in the mountains of Greece, away from humans, and others. Too long had they heard of the hardships centaurs had faced below among people because of the differences of their bodies.

The clan consisted of four brothers and their sister. Their parents had long since been killed by a demigod, for only a demigod could truly kill a Centaur, so all they had to rely on was themselves.

The stories of this small, but illusive clan, spread throughout Greece until it reached the ears of a Grecian beauty, named Caroline, who lived in a small village below the mountains. Curious from the stories, she set out one morning, despite her mother's warnings that the centaurs were dangerous and evil.

Caroline paid no heed to the warnings, and began to head towards the place she was drawn to. She knew not why she was drawn to this place only that it had called to her like a mother calling her child.

She arrived at a place where the water flowed, and light entered through the trees, illuminating the ground around her. She smiled as she stepped further into the magical place, and turned around with her eyes surveying the trees, and the light. It truly was magical, everything that the stories had described.

She spread her arms outward, and began to twirl around, causing her dress to twirl around her. Laughter escaped her lips as the freedom from the confines of the society below, filled her soul to the depths.

She stopped when she heard hoof steps coming behind her. For some reason, she wasn't afraid. Turning around, she caught sight of a large centaur with curly brown hair, and developed abs. At the waist, he sprouted into the body of a horse, a gray horse, specifically.

But it wasn't his body that she found enticing, not his body, it was his eyes. They were a deep cerulean blue. The deepest blue she had ever seen.

"How did you find this place?" He asked, shifting on his front hooves, his tail swatting behind him.

Caroline opened her mouth, stunned that such a deep alluring voice could come from him. "I, uh, I don…don't know." She stuttered, slowly snapping out of her stunned silence. "I felt called here." She added, catching his eyes.

His lips pulled up into a small smirk, but it fell, and his face became a façade of no emotions. "You felt called here?" He asked, lifting his brows.

Caroline smiled, and nodded her head. "I did." She replied, lifting her head a little higher than before.

He smiled, and shifted his upper body as he took some tentative steps forward. "You're not afraid of me." He replied, watching her remain still with each step he took.

"Should I be?" She asked, watching him smile.

"You should." He answered, stopping a few feet away from her. "My name is Niklaus or Klaus as some might call me." He replied, bowing his head in a dignified manner.

Caroline tilted her head to the side. "Should that name mean something to me?" She asked, although the name did ring a bell in her mind.

Klaus chuckled, and shrugged his shoulders. "If it doesn't then don't worry about it, love." He whispered, studying her closely. She had a beautiful complexion with an oval face. Her eyes were a captivating blue-green, and her hair was golden like the sun, which draped down her shoulders, over her chest. She was a goddess in mortal form.

"It's Caroline." She replied, catching his eyes with hers. "My name is Caroline." She corrected when he lifted a brow.

"Caroline, a pleasure." He replied, bowing his head.

She smiled, and stepped closer to him. "May I?" She whispered, reaching forward, towards his back.

Klaus, wondering what she was going to do, slowly nodded, but kept an eye on her.

Caroline tentatively touched the fur on his back, and found it as smooth as a horse. As her fingers grazed over the top, she felt him shiver, like the whither of a horse. Pulling back, she moved around to find his eyes glazed over. "I'm sorry." She whispered, stepping back, kicking herself for such a daring move.

Klaus closed his eyes, and shook his head. "Don't be." He managed to get out, trying to control the urge to take her as was his primal urge to do so.

"It's just; I've never seen a centaur up close before." She explained, taking step away from him.

He smiled, covering up his instinct. "For someone who has never seen one, you are oddly calm, Caroline." He replied, lifting a brow at her.

Her brow slightly furrowed, as his words hit her. "I guess I am." She replied, shrugging her shoulders. "I don't know why." She added, holding his eyes. "I've heard stories of the savageness of the Centaurs, but I never believed them." She concluded, softly.

Klaus stepped toward her, his body swaying with each step of his hooves. "And yet, here I am." He replied, staring down at her from the height of his body.

"But you're not a savage." She replied, searching his eyes. When his eyes widened, slightly as his brows lifted, she lifted her right hand in defense of her words. "I mean, you…" She paused, beginning to stutter. "Oh, by the gods, I should leave." She muttered, bowing her head, as she realized she was making a fool out of herself.

"No, stay," Klaus replied, holding out his right hand. "It's not often a human comes to this place." He added, as she lifted her head. "And converses with me." He added, lowly, his accent hitting a sultry note, sending shivers down her body.

She smiled, and bowed her head. "Well, then, if you insist." She replied, clasping her hands in front of her.

Klaus smiled, and Caroline watched as dimples appeared on his face, and at that moment, even though they had just met, she knew she never wanted to leave his side.

~XX~

The days flew by quickly as with each passing day, Caroline and Klaus grew closer and closer. Their relationship became deeper than either could ever have foreseen, and with each meeting, the love they were beginning to feel for the other, deepened, considerably.

Despite the warnings from the villagers below, Caroline continued to venture to the place where her daily meetings with her friend were kept. She never cared for the stories or the rumors of how evil the Centaurs were, and how they would take any opportunity to steal a virgin, and devour her.

There were moments with Klaus, where she saw the animal inside him straining to get out, and claim her, but as always, she saw Klaus control the animal side, a fact not within the knowledge of the villagers.

As she sat in the meadow, waiting for Klaus to arrive, she ran her fingers through the water, smiling as the small fish circled around her fingers. It was a simple move, but it brought so much joy within her.

As she listened for the familiar pounds of hoof beats, she closed her eyes, and listened to her heart pound in unison of the beats. It had been a month since her meeting with Klaus, and during that time, she had come to realize she was in love with him.

It was absurd, she knew, for society frowned upon such a union, but her heart could not be denied. She loved Klaus, not for the fact that he fascinated her, but for the fact that he listened to her, and treated her with respect.

He cared for her opinions, and smiled whenever she threw her temper at him for something he had done. Though, she had begun to realize, he liked seeing her temper flare.

"Caroline,"

His voice sent shivers down her spine, and warmed her heart to no end. Turning her upper body to face him, she tilted her head upwards, and smiled warmly at him. "Klaus," She whispered, as his left hand reached down to help her stand before him. "I missed you." She wanted to say, but as always she bit her tongue.

Klaus smiled down at the mortal he had grown to love over the past month, and lifted his right hand to brush a few blonde strands of her hair from her face. "You look ravishing, love." He whispered, searching her eyes.

Caroline felt her cheeks warm at the compliment, but her eyes never left his. "Thank you." She whispered, trying to keep her voice strong and unwavering.

He smiled, and continued to search her eyes. For a moment, time seemed to halt for both of them, and they knew that this was the moment in which their hearts needed to lead.

Glancing at his lips, Caroline wanted nothing more than to plant hers on his, and give into the love she felt for the man in front of her. She wanted to show him her love, and shower him with so much. She wanted him, plain and simple, and not just for a one night. She wanted him for all eternity.

"Love," Klaus whispered, softly, his accent deep and husky. He didn't know the words to say to make her stay. Gazing at her eyes, and then lowering his eyes to her lips, he took a chance.

Leaning down, he watched as she lifted her face to his, like a flower reaching for the sun, and slowly, but gently, placed his lips on hers for the first time.

Caroline felt the shock of a lifetime run through her body as his lips caressed hers, and she couldn't help the sigh that escaped from her mouth as her hands made it to his chest. His scruffy beard tickled her face, but his lips, oh by the gods, his lips, were soft, yet firm.

Klaus felt his body begin to shake from the pleasure he was receiving from her gentle kiss, and some part of him, kept telling him to pull back, and leave before it went too far, but he couldn't. He just couldn't. Opening his mouth, slightly, he brought her closer to his body, and her moan filled his ears, as the length of her body molded into the front portion of his.

"Klaus," She moaned against his lips.

Klaus' horse body shivered, and his tail swished behind him in excitement. "Caroline," He whispered, picking her up so he wouldn't have to bend down as far.

She let out a giggle, and wrapped her arms around his neck, lifting her legs behind her. She tilted her head to the side, allowing him access to her neck. Her giggle turned into a moan, and she began to run her fingers through his hair.

He shivered, and felt something happen within him he had never felt before. Shaking his head, he lowered her on the ground, and backed away, putting distance between them.

"What's wrong?" She asked, taking deep breathes.

Klaus growled, and turned away, moving his hooves away from her. "You should leave." He growled out.

She shook her head, and stepped closer. "Why?" She asked, trying to make sense of what was happening.

He shook his head, his urges trying to escape from within. "Caroline," He began, but stilled when her hand touched his back.

"Talk to me, please, tell me what I did." She whispered, not wanting to leave, especially leave him.

He opened his mouth, wanting to tell her the truth, but the words stuck in his throat. Instead, he shook his head, and ran out of the meadow, away from her and his primal urges, trying to ignore the cries from her soft lips.

~XX~

Broken hearted Caroline slowly made her way down the mountain, tears staining her face and landing on the ground. "Oh, what have I done?" She whispered, not being able to take another step, instead fell to her knees in a small clearing, and continued to cry for her broken heart.

"You did nothing wrong, young one."

Caroline stilled her cries, and lifted her face to find a scantily clad woman in a pink outfit with a sheer covering, and blonde curly hair standing in front of her. "Aphrodite," She whispered, with recognition.

Aphrodite smiled, and knelt down to Caroline's level. "Hi." She replied, gently.

Caroline sniffed, and bowed her head. 'You're a little late." She whispered, sadly.

"Oh, young one," Aphrodite whispered, procuring a handkerchief in her hands, and handed it to the young girl. "Don't cry." She added, as Caroline wiped her tears with the hanky.

"Feel better?" Aphrodite asked, after a moment.

Caroline shook her head, and sighed. "My heart's broken." She whispered, sadly.

Aphrodite smiled, sadly. "I know." She whispered, sympathetically.

"I don't know what I did wrong." Caroline whispered, shaking her head.

"You didn't, little one." Aphrodite replied, softly. "Klaus has always been stubborn when it comes to love, even when I helped his siblings find love." She paused, with a sigh. "Klaus still remains doubtful." She stated, shaking her head.

Caroline sniffed. "You helped his brothers and sister find love?" She asked, lightly.

Aphrodite nodded, with a smile. "They are all settled down, except for Klaus." She replied, sadly. "What happened?" She asked, gently, gazing at Caroline.

Caroline bit back a sob, and bowed her head. "We kissed, and he left me." She whispered, sadly.

The Goddess smiled, and bowed her head. "You love him." She stated, reading the love in Caroline's soul.

Caroline nodded, and closed her eyes. "I do." She whispered, tears falling even more.

"Then, little one, go tell him." Aphrodite urged.

"I can't." Caroline returned, shaking her head. "He hates me." She added, brokenly.

"No, he doesn't, Caroline." The Goddess remarked, knowingly. "I know hate, and Klaus does not hate you. He's just afraid." She added, gently.

"But why?" Caroline asked, sobbing.

"Because you are a mortal, sweetie." The Goddess answered, with a sigh.

"And I'll die." Caroline whispered, finally realizing Klaus' heartache.

Aphrodite nodded. "Yeah," She answered, softly. "Not to mention, he's scared to hurt you because of his animalistic urges." She added, rolling her eyes, as if it was a trivial thing.

"I'm not afraid of his animal side." Caroline stated, strongly.

Aphrodite smiled, and nodded. "Then you'll need this." She replied, lowly, holding her hand out, and a small medallion with a horse head in the center appeared.

"What…" Caroline began, shaking her head in mild disbelief.

"This will help you when the time comes, and your love proves true." The Goddess explained, smiling when Caroline looked at the medallion curiously. "Trust me." She added, placing the medallion around Caroline's neck, before disappearing.

Caroline sat on the ground for another moment, still stunned at what had just happened. Shaking her head, her face turned into a look of determination and mild anger as she stood up, and headed back towards the meadow. She would show him what she thought of his protection, and may the gods help him.

~XX~

Klaus sighed as he carefully entered the meadow, and even though a part of him hoped that she would still be there, he knew she wouldn't be there.

He had hurt her too much. He remembered the broken hurt look on her face when he rejected the love he had thought he saw in her eyes. He couldn't allow her love to continue. He couldn't. It was too dangerous. Not just for her, but for them both.

Society always frowned upon mixed races, and even though there had been many times when Centaurs and humans had mated and lived full lives, there had been few that never worked because of the prejudice. He couldn't do that to Caroline.

"You idiot!"

He stilled his movements, and shifted his body to turn to face the blonde mortal goddess. He read the anger on her face, and he prepared himself for the onslaught.

"How dare you push me away, just because you want to protect me!" She shouted, approaching him. "I don't need protection, Klaus, and I damned sure don't need you to make decisions for me." She stated, standing a few feet away from him. "I love you, Klaus." She stated, huffing. "Damned if I know why, but I do." She stated, shaking her head.

"I love you, not because of what you are, but who you are. I don't give a flying fig about whether or not your animalistic urges are going to take me, because that is who you are." She continued, with her face growing red from anger and the rush of words. "You think that just because I'm mortal that I will leave you alone one day, let me make this as clear as I possibly can," She began, stepping closer, pausing to search his widened eyes. "No matter what happens to me, I will always be with you, and nothing is going to take that away. Do you hear me?" She stated, glaring at him, though her eyes had softened on the last part.

Klaus swallowed hard, absorbing the words she had just told him, and knew that this was his move, and if he didn't, he would lose her, and risk being alone for longer than he had thought if he did give in to her.

Closing his eyes, he bowed his head, and his front legs shifted against the ground. "I can't make love to you, Caroline." He whispered, opening his eyes to catch her.

She smiled, and caressed his face with her right hand. "Yes, you can." She whispered, softly.

He shook his head, and shifted on his hooves. "I've never tried to with a mortal, because I could kill them." He whispered, holding her eyes.

She smiled, and stepped even closer. "You won't hurt me, Klaus. I trust you." She whispered, shaking her head.

He groaned, and bowed his head. "I don't trust myself." He returned, finally admitting the truth.

Caroline sighed, and placed her left hand on his chest, over his heart. "Do you love me?" She asked, tears filling her eyes.

Klaus lifted his eyes to hers, and smiled, faintly. "With all my heart." He whispered, softly, his voice sending shivers through her body.

Caroline smiled, and pulled his head down to hers. "That's all that matters." She whispered, crushing her lips to his, as the medallion glowed around them, and Klaus groaned as he felt something happening to him.

Caroline pulled back, and gasped as she saw a two legged Klaus standing in front of her, instead a four-legged one. "Klaus?" She whispered, covering her mouth with her left hand.

Klaus glanced down at his legs, and a curious expression appeared on his face. "What…" He began, as Caroline reached for the medallion around her neck. "The Centaur medallion." He whispered, fingering it. "How?" He began, as she smiled.

"Aphrodite." She answered, simply. "She said, it would help us if our love proved true. I guess it did." She replied, with a small laugh.

Klaus smiled, and gathered her into his arms, his legs a bit shaky because he was not used to the two legs. "I just had to admit that I could love you without hurting you." He whispered, understanding what happened.

"Does this mean you're mortal? Or what?" She asked, pulling back to look at him.

"That depends on you."

They turned and smiled when Aphrodite appeared a few feet away. "Look over there." She directed them, smiling as she pointed.

They turned their heads, and gasped in awe as two horses stood next to the water, one grey and one cream colored.

"They are yours, if you chose to accept." The Goddess began, smiling, gleefully.

"What do you mean if we accept?" Caroline asked, glancing from the horses to Aphrodite.

Aphrodite clapped her hands together, and approached them. "If you wish to join Klaus for an eternity then you chose the horses and immortality." She replied, lightly. "It's up to you, Caroline." She added, gently.

Caroline opened her mouth, a stunned expression formed on her face. She lowered her eyes, and slowly turned her head to look at the man she loved with all her heart. "Klaus?" She whispered, watching his expression become stoic, but she saw the hope in his eyes.

"You should know that you both can become human anytime you wish, Caroline, but you can't be separated from the horses for any length of time, and by separate, I mean, you can't leave them alone for no longer than a day." Aphrodite stated, firmly, though a smile graced her face.

Caroline searched Klaus' eyes, and smiled as her decision came swiftly and certain. "I chose him, forever." She stated, watching Klaus smile with love and adoration coming from his eyes.

Aphrodite nodded, and waved her right hand. "So be it." She replied, happily. "You must join with the horses by sundown or both of you will become weak, and gravelly ill." She warned, watching them nod in understanding thought they didn't look her way. She smiled, and clasped her hands together. "I did good." She stated, before disappearing, leaving them alone once again.

"Forever?" Klaus whispered, making sure, searching her eyes.

Caroline nodded, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Forever." She whispered, firmly, kissing his lips, firmly.

Klaus moaned against her lips, and pulled her closer to his body, which Caroline became vitally aware he was naked.

She moaned as her head tilted to the side, and allowed his mouth to run down her throat in sweet butterfly kisses. She shivered against him, and clung to him. Feeling the strands of her dress loosen, she lowered her arms, and allowed her dress to fall to her waist, caught only by the small rope tied securely around her waist.

She smiled as he began to openly adore her breasts with his eyes, and then with his mouth, for which her head arched backwards, threading her fingers through his hair. She moaned as he took care with each touch and kiss on her breasts, and felt her body shiver with pleasure and excitement.

The rope around her waist untied, leaving her dress to fall delicately around her feet, and soon she felt her body being lowered to the ground with Klaus resting on top of her.

She opened her eyes to find him staring down at her, with a look of pure love on his face.

"I love you, Caroline." He whispered with quiet emotion.

Caroline smiled, and touched his face with her hand. "And I love you, Niklaus." She whispered, using his full name with love and passion.

"I can't believe you chose eternity with me." He whispered, brushing his lips over hers.

She smiled, against his lips, and rubbed her left hand down the front of his chest. "I couldn't bear the thought of losing you, Klaus. I love you, and if that meant giving up my mortality to be with you, then, that's what I'd do." She replied, firmly.

He smiled, and moved his right hand down her body, and felt her tremble underneath his fingers. Moving his fingers to her thighs, he could tell she was ready for him, and the urges he had fought against for so long came forth, and this time he didn't stop them.

Moving over her body, he kissed her lips, as he aligned their bodies, and slowly pushed forward, not wanting to hurt her.

Caroline bit her bottom lip, and stifled a pain filled scream, at the penetration. Klaus stilled his movements, and softly kissed her lips once more, waiting for her body to relax.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, but she quieted him with her lips, and began to lift her hips up to his.

Soon, he was pushing inside her, filling them both up with ecstasy and love. Sweat covered their bodies, as their souls began to merge as one, and as they felt their passion lift them higher and higher, the horses in the meadow neighed in unison with their cries of love.

Caroline had never felt such pleasure in her life, and she never wanted to let go of it. As she slowly came down, she felt Klaus' minor thrusts within her, and she couldn't help the smile forming on lips at such a pleasurable movement.

"Oh, my love." She whispered, kissing his face with as much strength as she could muster at the moment.

Klaus smiled, and returned her kisses, lightly. "Yes, love?" He whispered, finally capturing her lips with his.

"That was amazing, a gift from the gods." She whispered, catching his eyes.

He smiled and brushed her sweat drenched hair from her face. "No, my love, you are a gift from the gods." He whispered, as her face glowed with renewed love.

They made love several times after that, and when it was time to join with their horses, they knew they would always be together.

As they climbed on the backs of their designated horses, Caroline followed Klaus' lead, and bowed over her horse's neck, draping her arms down the sides. She gasped as she felt a warm glow encompass her, and as she straightened, she gazed down at her new body.

Wearing a leather strapless covering over her breasts, markings on her upper arms, and the medallion around her neck, she didn't look much different. Until she gazed lower, instead of two legs, at the waist, became a cream colored horse's body.

She lifted her gaze to Klaus, and he smiled with mild pride at the transformation. Taking steps towards her, Klaus lifted his hand to her face, and smiled.

"You look ravishing, my love." He whispered, stroking her face, tenderly, before capturing her lips with his. "Come let me show you our home." He added, as he pulled back with a smile.

Caroline nodded, and walked slowly beside him, her left hand in his right, and she knew this was where she was destined to be for all eternity.

By the side of her Centaur love.

Now you may be sitting there wondering why the gods disallowed the telling of this tale, well, the reason behind the forbidding of such a tale is that a mortal girl defied the odds, and sacrificed for her love with the help of a goddess.

Of course you may think that it was just another love story, and that it may be, but the gods, or most of them, disapproved of love, and called it weakness, but in this case it turned out to be strength. It gives hope to mortals that with love you can overcome everything.


Please be kind in your reviews. If you don't like it, that's fine, but don't be cruel.

These series of one-shots will be mythology based with a Klaroline twist, and if you have suggestions you may send them! I love mythology, so it would be no problem!

Thank you for reading this first chapter! I will try to get the next addition by next weekend or sooner, depending on my schedule, but I'm shooting for next weekend!

Oh, if you have any ideas for a cover for this story, or if you would like to make a cover for this story, I would really appreciate it! You can send it to my tumblr account: scifichristian. Or just let me know if you can by PM. Thanks!

Oh, one more thing: Kudos and a sneak peak from the next installment if you know who Aphrodite is (besides the Goddess of Love)! I gave a hint at the top, and no, you don't have to name the actress!

Until Next Time...