Soooooo people! I was reading through some myths and saw some on Hera. Now originally I had hated Hera with a passion but after reading some of those stories I felt like crying! So this story Is in her honor! Enjoy!

I stared out at Olympus watching the Gods and Goddesses tend to their daily work. Or what was left of them. Most of them had gone out on their "Dates" my husband included. Husband. I cringed at the word that I applied to my brother. I hadn't really wanted to marry that man. I felt my mind drift back to that say.

The wind was gentle as it teased the hair from my face. I smiled and danced along the trees humming with the wind. It felt so nice, so lovely to be on this earth instead of my father's stomach. The frozen grass between my toes, the air in my lungs, the gorgeous sound silent life around me. Even in the winter, earth was glorious.

I sent a silent thank you to my brother, Zeus, for setting me free. I would forever be in his debt. I bit my lip at the thought. He had been trying to propose to me for awhile now but I wasn't ready to fall in love.

"You'd be forever my queen" he had said "my one and only" how nice that sounded. Though I kept in mind he probably said that to his first wife Métis. I wasn't sure but I heard he ate her! I wasn't so sure that I would like to follow her example. Though I would be the Goddess of marriage and motherhood, and also Queen of Gods. I almost laughed at the thought of me in a crown. Everyone bowing and calling my "Your Majesty."

My thoughts went askew when I saw a lovely little cuckoo bird on the ground. I noticed he was shivering and unable to fly of the ground. The poor thing! It must be frightfully cold! I quickly took the bird into my hands and soothed it. Holding it close to my chest, I ran to get home. I needed to wash and care for the thing in order for it to heal.

That's when I felt it getting heavier in my hands. I stopped and looked down at the tiny robin and noticed its feathers were now back and it was growing. Alarmed, I dropped the thing and tried to back away.

Unfortunately, I was too late. The man, or should I say god had reappeared in his true form. Now that Zeus was no longer a bird he grabbed me and pulled me down to the ground.

Hours later, when he was through with me, he had snapped his fingers and I appeared in his palace. Clothes and food were waiting for me along with a wedding band.

Why that bastard! After he raped me he expects me to marry him? The creep! That's when I realized the trick. I, the Goddess of marriage, had had sex before I was married. That was against my ways! I swore to myself that the only man I would touch was my husband! I stared at the ring. To cover up my shame I gingerly took it. If I married Zeus I would have still kept my promise to myself and all would be fine. I wouldn't necessarily be happy but I could make it work. Out of shame and humiliation did I put the ring on.

I shivered and pulled my robe tighter to me at the memories that haunted me. I'll admit for a couple of years we lived happy. I found my husband charming and enchanting. I soon fell in love with him. I never realized he was cheating on me. I remember when I saw him with another woman. I sobbed endlessly that day. How could he? Wasn't I good enough for him? When he came home I demanded an answer only to be yelled at for not have staying home that day. I soon saw all of his flaws. I remember looking at the earth below me. It was lovely but wrong. The humans were in chaos, the world out of control. I had looked over at my husband who was being fanned by some giggly servants. I scowled and realized what an awful leader he was. I sudden idea came to my mind that night.

Once I had gotten everyone at the council (aside from Zeus) we devised a plan. I could get rid of my husband and we would have a new leader! Pleased with myself I almost skipped home.

"Zeus!" I had sang as I reached our room "I'm home!" he grunted still absorbed in looking at one of the servant girls. I tried to mask my irritation with a smile. He wasn't looking either way so it didn't matter. I went over and rubbed his shoulders.

"Long day?" I remember asking "It must be awfully hard to run the whole world!" he finally tore his eyes away and looked at me.

"Hmm" he said gazing at me. I gave him a cup of hot tea and tried not to smile to wide as he put it to his lips. I had drugged the drink. I told the servants to leave and then turned to my sleeping husband. I took some chains and put them around him, binding him to the bed. All the other Gods entered the room eagerly ready.

"What should we do with him?" Demeter had asked.

"Put him in Tartarous!" yelled Hades

"that's a bit harsh" I objected and soon we were all fighting on what we should do. I had not notice someone enter the room. I should have noticed him. I now know it was Briareous who had done it. He had unclasped Zeus's chains. Zeus, who had woken up when we were arguing, was….not happy. All the gods around me fell to their knees begging for forgiveness. Fools. I had thought at the time. I then turned to see Zeus looking at me. His eyes were blazed with fury. He chained me with the chains I had used on him that night. All through the night I sat there, chained to the wall. I sobbed all night. All the gods looked at me in pity but not one came to help or comfort me.

All night I sat there. I sobbed and cried. The traitors fell asleep and I cried. The pain was incredible. The chains cut my wrists and waist. I wanted to die right then and there.

I shuddered at the memory of the pain. The pain I had suffered through all night long. The next morning Zeus had released me after making me swear never to go against him again. I wanted to say no, but what choice did I have?

I walked away from the balcony. From those awful memories that haunted me. I had never forgiven the others for leaving me that one time. For abandoning me when I needed them most. Even now I hated them and their children.

Their children. I felt a pain of envy stab at me. Everyday I had to deal with the fact that I will never have another child. Zeus doesn't want another child. "We have enough gods" he says. Yet, I can't have a half-blood of my own. It wasn't fair. That everyday I looked down and saw the gods that I hated have their precious children while I have none. That they got to sit there and tell me how amazing their kids are, and get the burnt offerings while I had none. I had my godly children though. Ares whom I loved; yet always felt never returned my care, his twin Eris who just disappeared. For all I know she could have faded, Hebe I was fond of yet she was still mad at me for not letting her go to party when she was younger, Eileithyia whom I felt mocked my every move and Hephaestus. Ah, Hephaestus. I felt a pang of guilt. There had been many arguments on whether it was me or Zeus who had cast him down from Olympus. The truth was that when he was born I loved him. With all my heart I adored him. I knew Zeus wasn't happy when he found out it wasn't his but it was only me who had the child. When he saw my son's face he used it as an excuse to toss him off. Yes Zeus did it but I agreed to it. That thought always haunts me. I don't know why I allowed Zeus to throw my child off of Olympus but I did. I felt so awful; do horrible I couldn't even face myself in the mirror without seeing a monster. What mother lets that happen to her child? Yes he was hideous and would have ruined the image but we could have made it worked… I sighed. Even my own children never really liked me. All I was, was hated. By gods, by demigods, by heroes. I was always hated.

I had tried to not hurt them at first. But I would always feel so betrayed whenever I saw a child of my husband. Another result of him cheating on me. I would take out my anger on them and it felt good. Soon I did it to other children of gods. I felt it was justice for them betraying me those years ago.

I went into my room. I sat on the bed for awhile. What could I do with myself? I was bored and alone. Then I thought of something. Zeus would probably go out with that mortal again tomorrow. I could try to stop him! I quickly devised a plan.

The next morning I woke up and saw Zeus lying next to me, dead to the world. I went into my closet. I changed into my favorite dress. It rarely wore it aside from the occasions I wanted to look exceptionally beautiful. Today was one of those days. I curled my hair and put on some makeup. I studied myself in the mirror. Now why would Zeus cheat on someone who looked like this?

I skipped into the room and saw my husband still asleep. I went over and leaned across him. I looked into his sleeping face and leaned in closer my hair touching his face.

"Zeus!" I sang. "Time to wake up!" his eyes fluttered open and for a moment he looked alarmed at the sight of me sitting there.

"I have to go!" he nearly shouted.

"But, Honey" I began but he cut me off

"Hera, I really don't need your crap today!" he snapped.

"But I thought maybe we could-"

"Damn it Hera! Just shut up!" he yelled and ran from the room. I sat there for a long time with a heavy heart. It wasn't fair! It just wasn't! I slowly changed back into jeans and a t-shirt.

I sat on my throne for a long time. I snapped my fingers. Immediately a mirror appeared. I paused for a moment and said "Camp half-blood" I peered for a moment into the glass. I saw all the happy campers laughing and running. I felt another pang of jealously. The pain became so bad I threw the mirror across the room. I sat there and watched it break. The glass flew everywhere. It was painful and uncontrollable yet constant. Just like my life.

Yes? I just felt bad for her after reading those two myths :,( I have idea to make it into a longer story but I wont unless I get at least ten reviews telling me to. Sooo please review!