It was night when Hercule arrived back at his house. He was alone that night because Videl was staying at a friends house
He opened the door to the foyer and stepped into the house.
Catching his reflection in a small mirror he stopped and stared. He brings out a pick and runs it through his hair as he smiles.
"Yeah Hercule, You are the man" he assures himself.
Unknown to him an intruder walks up behind him with a baseball bat raised.
The bat falls on his head and breaks in half.Hercule flies to the ground with a fractured skull.
"Damn it Hercule....you ruined a perfectly good bat" the man screams furiously.
The man repeatedly kicks Hercule in the head untill he hears Hercules neck snap.
He laughs psychoticly as he takes out a pistol.
He unloads the entire clip into hercules head and hurls the empty gun at his skull.
"piece of shit" he mutters as he hocks a loogie on
the bodies head.
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EpilogueNobody on the face of the faace of the Easrth cared that Hercule was dead except his loyal dog,Bee.Videl had her fathers body dumped in them swamp but then had a change of heart.She then buried him in her backyard where she conviently placed an outhouse over the grave.Now when everybody walks by and smells the sour odor of shit,they are reminded of the life of Hercule.A shitty father and Hero.