Summary:Everyone knows about the mighty Zeus and his son Hercules. Well here's the better story about Hades and precious baby girl; who is a full blooded goddess. Just another perk of team Hades. Join the adventure that shows the only reason family rivalry is no competition when its between the Gods of Olympus and the Underworld.
Characters:Zeus, Hercules, Hades, OC, Phil, Cassandra, Icarus
Rating: M just in case and for shits and giggles.
Author's note: I own Nothing. Following the myth telling of the top hit Disney movie/ TV show from the 90's. With a few more twists and turns. Just for fun I am using the Narrator and the muses like they do. Enjoy.
Daughter of Hades VS Son of Zeus
"Greece- once the most known pillar of culture and art. A time of Gods and Heroes. When all-"
"There he goes again. Making everything more complicated then he has to." One of the five muses interrupted the Narrator.
"It's all fun and games bobby baby. At least until you try to make it seem like its all tragedy." Chimed in another.
"Ladies please! You always do this. I am trying to tell a story here."
"Oh really darling? What story would that be?" asked the leading muse.
"A story about Hercules!"
"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa Bobby. Stop right there baby. We told that story already. We even gave him extra time with his teen years. Hehe that little hero in training."
"Not to mention there is someone who was never given the spotlight that helped him out from time to time." The five women all exchanged glances at each other.
"You don't mean-"
"The one and only baby!"
"The Beauty dealer of demise."
"The cutie pie that helps ya when ya die"
"The Sweet cheeked legend of sheek."
"The daughter of Hades!" All five exclaimed at once.
"I was afraid you'd say that."
"Hey now, honey what do you got against Alethea Catalina Underworld?" asked one muse.
"Nothing at all shes a doll."
"That's right she is. Hades designed her that way. Why else would he give her such a name. Alethea means truth and Catalina means pure." explained the fifth.
"What do you mean by that? Hades has many children."
"Hmhmm. But only she was ever claimed as his one, true child. Rumor is he created her. One spark of his flame, one fang, and a drop of blood all dropped into the river Styx during a full moon in the winter. That's the story everyone knows anyway."
"Hades put a curse on her so she could only ever speak the truth. Of course the upside is she can tell when others are speaking lies."
"What about her middle name Catalina?" Bobby asked.
"Oh that's easy sweetie. Hades may be the Lord and the dead but he is one over protective father. Emphasis on over" The shortest and sassiest of the muses spoke.
"That's- strangely believable."
"Not to mention a bit nuts." Another muses spoke as the others attempted to suppress their giggles.
"Now that we got that out of the way its time we get the her side of the story." The leader stated finally.
"B-but wait! What about what you said about what everyone knows about how Alethea came to be?"
"Easy Bobby baby. We're getting to that right now." She told him as the group walked under a Greek story vase. Unlike most of the vases in their museum spot this one was black with white paint.
On it was Hades and Artemis, the Goddess of the moon and hunt. The muses gathered around it as they were about to start a song. Just then the Narrator interrupted, "Just a minute ladies. This part can get a bit serious so if you don't mind, I would like to tell it." He stated.
"Are you trying to say something about how we do our thing baby?" asked the sassiest of the muses. To which the Narrator cleared his throat. The muses exchanged glances but eventually stepped aside in a gesture that showed they agreed to Bob's request.
As the vase was being zoomed in on to reveal our story, the images gave on appearance of life in motion as the 2-dimensional paintings of the two Gods showed the story.
It was said long ago that many Gods and Goddesses of Olympus became lovers with a variety of creatures. But as many that may have became known by all, such as Aries and Aphrodite...I mean Hephaestus and Aphrodite, did you ever stop to wonder if there was once a romance short lived in secret? Now you do. During the wedding of Zeus and Hera, the mighty Artemis became heavy with jealousy and regret. She had begun to question why she would never want a child of her own. Even more so born from a man she loved. She believed strongly in her independence but she hated it at the same time for what it would mean for her future.
After so long off to the side unseen by anyone she noticed Hades heading towards the exit of his older brothers kingdom. In spite of her better judgment she followed. Finally, once out of reach from the light of Zeus's domain, she felt an ominous feeling all around her when suddenly...A burst of flame expanded in front of her. It suffocated as quickly as it lit and once the fire died the Lord of the Dead stood with a board/irritated expression on his face.
"I take it you were sent to deliver some punch line to a pathetic attempt of a joke my brother made about me? Or maybe you wanted to make your own? Oh, oh, I know! You came after me to make a deal? What is it? Territory trade? A big scandal? Oh I get it now. One hot, passionate, irreplaceable, unforgettable, one night stand. The ultimate taboo. With me."
That was the one mysterious thing. The one final straw that made her snap as she dove at Hades. She grabbed him by his robes as she forced her lips to his. It took no time for him to give in and just take what she gave him as she poofed them into a small lush grass place in the woods- her back woods. They lay there near a rushing stream that over powered the rocks it rushed over. The roar of it all blocked out the noises she made as she rode her new found stallion. Of course even the God of the Underworld doesn't mind letting a woman get herself off, but letting her get her kicks by doing all the work on her first time was not his style.
The time spent on the chance of pure pleasure seemed endless. But alas, eventually all of it had to come to an end. A glorious, screamed, climactic end of ecstasy. Once she awoke after sleeping off the lack of energy, Artemis noticed she was somehow in a bed in the Underworld. She tied the flat sheet from the bed into a raggedy looking dress. As she left the bedroom she had been placed in and walked down the hall of the home. She looked around but saw no sign of being held a prisoner. In a matter of minutes she came to a double door with a unique but typical skull pattern. Artemis giggle while she rolled her eyes at how predictable the interior design for the God of the Underworld was. Finally she gathered herself as she pushed the doors open and slipped through. It was Hades's thrown room. His chair sat on the farthest side of the room with its stone steps holding it higher than the ground. Black silk fabrics were draped in a misshapen mess along the wall and partly along the back rest of the chair.
In the center of the room was a giant pool looking circle stone formation that came 4 feet above the ground made of bricks. It currently had an additional 7 inches on it due to the sold rock lid over it. The lid displayed a map on the surface of all the God' s domains, Greece and even some surrounding monster homes. Complete with little statue figurines carved out of different minerals; mostly stone. Just as Artemis was about to pick up one of the pieces she heard a knock on the door she came through. She looked up to see Hades entering the room. She couldn't read the look on his face as he came over to the table, standing opposite of her.
He stared at the table as he spoke. "How are you feeling? I take it you slept well." The second part wasn't a question. But even Artemis understood that something was off. In the way he spoke, in the way he carried himself. It was different. He seemed-tired. Where had he slept? Not with her she knew that for certain. So-where?
All she could do was continue to look at him as she answered, "Yes. Thank you."
"All in a days' work. Its the least I could do after the shivers you gave me." He retorted.
"Sorry about that. I shouldn't have forced myself on you." Finally she shifted her gazed away.
"I assure you there was no force. Although I am curious as to what possessed you to do-that." With that the God's panache seemed to be back. As he stood tall, he walked around the table.
"It was just a one-night stand." Artemis stated bluntly.
"There's got to be more than that. Especially given the wedding. It can't be coincidence."
The two Gods stood in silence for a moment until Artemis finally spoke again. Her gaze hadn't shifted back to him even once.
"Fine. I-I wanted...I don't know. I guess a different future. But I refuse to give it all up. I am a warrior first damn it."
"I'm listening." Was his only response. With that Artemis finally looked at the Lord of the Dead. His face was serious and, dare she say- kind. Her eyes were wide as she thought. Once certain of the words she spoke again.
"I was envious. Even though I chose to never be married or bare a child. The weight of my decision finally dawned on me. The result being that I took it out on you. For that I do apologize."
"Well it's not as though you were wrong. I understand. At some point we always want more. We simply think that we can achieve better or deserve more. Why shouldn't we? There's no harm. Besides, you already broke your vow. So what now?"
"I may have lost my virginity but that doesn't mean I need tell the world." Artemis stated firmly. As if threateningly.
"Your secret is safe with me." Hades assured her. The only thing Artemis could think was; Too easy, he wants something.
"But as a dealer of wishes I do have a request." He informed her at last.
"What prey tell is your price?" She sighed as she asked. He had her backed into a corner. It was not as though she was ashamed. She just- felt empty somehow. She didn't regret it being him. But why did it have to be him?
"I want a child. You never have to say it is yours, but please give me one." He wasted no time in the request. Straight to the point. She appreciated that about him.
"Why?" She found her chest tightening at the request. Her breathing seemed forced by this time.
"If she is a full goddess she will be closer to me. I can teach her more than is she is a demi or less." he continued. " Now before you ask. I say 'she' because I want a girl mostly. Though I am not picky if we get a boy that's fine. But you see I asked the sister fates about it. They say its fate that my next child be a girl. In exchange we will never see each other or be in the others life again." He then placed his hand out in a shake gesture. Probably out of habit Artemis assumed.
Regardless she couldn't keep from looking into his eyes. The look on his face was confident as he had his coy smirk and half lidded eyes. But in those eyes, was a desperation. Somehow her hand moved on its own. They shook on it. The deal was made.
With their bargain made, Hades picked up the huntress bridal style and proceeded to carry her back to his bedroom chambers. The walk back felt like forever had she rested her head against his chest. Just there, excepting everything. No small voice in her head telling her to run or the fight it. No twisting intuition saying this was wrong. Just silence. Once back into the room, he placed her gently on the mat. They shared yet another embrace of great intercourse. No passion, no cares, pleasure of the physicality yes but from what they both knew- it was just business.
Just as the Lord of the Underworld promised. They had not seen each other since the birth of their daughter. It was one week that Artemis was pregnant due to a powerful potion Hades gave her. It sped up the process a bit so no one would become suspicious with her disappearance. Hades had his minions tend to her needs only when he himself could not be there. When he was there it was unusually comforting. He always carried her bridal style; that was her favorite part. He gave her fresh foods and warm, cozy blankets to sleep on. He would rub her back or her feet when she was stressed. They would rarely chat but when they did, Hades always made her laugh.
On the last day she went into labor. It was painful, unbearable, and every part of felt it was being torn apart. It was incredible; never had she felt more alive. Hades had even held her hand the whole time. She fell asleep immediately after. In the morning when she had awoke, Hades gave her another great meal and a healing potion to help her regain her strength. It was astonishing how she had become so weak. While she had been asleep Hades had named their- well, his daughter. Through the night he stayed with his precious Alethea Catalina Underworld. Despite of herself, Artemis had to hold her. Once again the weight of her decisions had consumed her as she realized what she had given up- all in a point of her pride. She refused to let herself regret it but her heart felt otherwise.
Hades walked her out of the underworld once her stomach settled. He was even willing to let Artemis carry Alethea as they went. Just before she stepped out of the gate Hades took her back. In the slow moment Artemis was pulling her left hand away she felt the small had wrap around her index finger and squeeze with all the might the newborn carried. Artemis fought back her tears bravely. Once returned to her back woods, she gathered her animal friends and called on one new born from every species in the world. Preparations were to be made after all.
It was a month later that all the Gods and Goddesses gathered to wish their sweet new arrival to the family. Everyone had gathered into the Underworld with congrats and gifts for the baby girl. 'Despite being a child of Hades, she was Beautiful', that's what they all had to say. The strange thing was how Athena had gotten closer to Artemis recently. They always talked and hung out. It was kinda weird to the huntress but it was not suspicious. After all she was pregnant herself. Maybe it was a clingy thing?
The gifts were simple. Each God and Goddess gave something of their specialty.
