Something doesn't fit in.
["Hercules : The Animated Series." "Hercules and the Tapestry of Fate."] : AU. "Something was wrong, felt wrong, but Queen Hera couldn't succeed to tell the reason why." Or : Hades uses the Tapestry to take Zeus' place and change reality. He is not stupid enough to let Hercules exist in this new world. Hades/Hera. Dark!fic.
Author's note :Dark!fic, major character death, mention of dub!con because of amnesia and identity issues. Bad ending.
The goddess Hera was quite content with her life.
She was the queen of the Olympus and she was ruling over the mortals with her husband Hades and with smartness, kindness and justice, she had a great family around her, brothers, sisters, and children too.
She couldn't have been happier than she was right now, having a loving and caring husband on her side, the Greece was in peace, she had to worry about nothing, since she was a goddess and since the Titans were all locked up in their jails.
If someone had asked her what she wanted to change about her life, she would have answered that there was nothing to change.
Everything was just perfect, and how it should have always been.
And yet…
Yet, it wasn't.
Something was wrong, felt wrong, but Queen Hera couldn't succeed to tell the reason why.
Sometimes, her world didn't seem to be the right one, it seemed like everything was just upside down, and she couldn't figure out the reason why, and when she thought about it (which didn't happen quite often, fortunately) it always made her feel strange and unhappy.
At some moments, she remembered a man looking like Zeus, except that he had Hades' hairs, and she had difficulties to acknowledge what it could mean, and by the way, the man's face was so blurred in her mind that she was sure that it was just a product of her imagination.
It couldn't be something more, right ?
But, at some other moments, for a reason she couldn't understand, she wanted to look at Hades with anger and hatred, and ask him : what did you do to my son ?
Except that it was just non-sense, since she had no son. Well, the one she had didn't look like the young man she sometimes saw in her dreams, with red hair and blue eyes, and every time she saw him, a part of her wanted to cry for a reason she couldn't understand as well.
She wanted to take care of him, to love him, to protect him, to save him, except that he didn't exist at all, or so she was telling herself, believing in this half-truth even more as she kept saying it to herself.
Well, it was nothing but lies, no ?
Because, if this man was (or had been) real, then, it meant that her dear husband, the man she loved the most in the world, was just a monster who was manipulating her.
No, he wasn't, she knew him, she trusted him, more than anyone else.
He would never hurt her, would never betray her, this young man named Hercules didn't exist at all, except in her mind, and as soon as she would have forgotten him, he would have disappeared completely, to her own satisfaction and relief.
It was just silly nightmares.
The goddess shook her head, almost laughing of herself and her attitude which happened just because of the absurdity of her own mind.
Everything is fine.
She had never been so wrong.