Hercules meets the X-men

Summary: Hercules, instead of being an actual god, is a mutant that is living on a farm in Greece. After an incident causes Cerebro to get a lock on him, Charles Xavier gathers the X-men to find him.

NOTE: This is what I came up with after watching Hercules on Saturday. Don't laugh and if you have some criticism, write it in a review in a polite and mature manner please. Thank you and enjoy =)

Chapter 1

A carriage that was carrying hay came rushing down the hillside in a dangerously fast pace. The carriage rushed toward a town, located just down the hill and came to a screeching halt. An old man, wearing a big hat came off the carriage cautiously. The old man calmly walked over to the front of the carriage, where a teenaged boy held onto to the sides of it.

The old man patted the boy on the shoulders while the boy grinned. "Nice job with the carriage Hercules," the man said admiringly in Greek. The old man rubbed the boy's hair. "I wouldn't have had you doing that if Penelope hadn't sprained her ankle." The old man point his finger to towards the carriage, where an old donkey was sitting down, with a wrap tied around her ankle. The donkey gave a "neyh," as if to show that she agreed.

The boy known as Hercules laughed. "It's okay dad," the boy also said in Greek. He walked over to the back of the carriage, where there were five huge stacks of hay. People in the town watched with apprehension as the boy unloaded all the stacks with only one hand.

The man, who saw his son unloading the hay, put his hand up to stop him. "Leave it in the cart Hercules. I still have to talk to Mr. Agace about the price for all of that."

Hercules dropped the hay back on the carriage with such force, that Penelope ended being thrown into the sky. Hercules winced. "Sorry Penelope!" After a few moments, the donkey fell back down. Hercules managed to catch her before she got seriously injured. Hercules' father shook his head with a smile on his face. His son was definitely something special.

"Now Hercules," the old man started. "Remember to-"

"Stay with the cart," Hercules interrupted. "I know Pop."

The old man petted his son's red hair again. "Good." The old man went inside one of the nearest shops to sell his hay. Hercules stood around, watching the whole town. He was bored, until he noticed the owner of a pottery shop struggling with one of his vases. As soon as the man was about to drop the large vase, Hercules walked over and caught it.

The man let out a sigh of relief and smiled. "Thank you."

Hercules showed his face from the other side of the vase. "You're welcome."

The man's expression instantly changed from happy to fearful. "H- hercules."

"Do you need help putting this back on the shelf?" Hercules asked.

"No!" The shopkeeper exclaimed. "No, I can do it myself." The shopkeeper snatched the vase out of the young boy's grip and struggled to put it back on the shelf. Once he was done with that, the man quickly escorted Hercules out of his store and, when the boy was outside, locked his doors and pulled down the curtains.

Hercules stood there for a moment, speechless. "... okay then." Suddenly an object hit him in the head. He rubbed the spot where the object, which turned out to be a frisbee, made contact before going to the floor. Hercules picked it up from the floor.

"Hey! Sorry about that!" A blond boy, Hercules' age yelled. He ran over to the spot where Hercules stood. As soon as the boy was close enough to Hercules, his eyes widened in both recognition and fear.

Hercules, who was unaware of the fear in the boy's eyes, smiled, and held the frisbee in the boy's direction. "It's alright," he said. "Is it okay if I joined in?"

The boy hesitated. "Um... actually... we have... five players already," the boy said, holding up his fingers, "and we want to keep it an even number."

Hercules thought about that statement. "Hey wait minute," he said, finally catching on. "Five isn't an even number."

The blond boy grabbed the frisbee from Hercules' hand and ran towards his friends standing nearby. "What a loser," the blond mutter to his friends.

"Yeah," one boy said, laughing. "They need to start calling him Jerk-ules." All of the boys shared a laugh, while running away, leaving a very embarrassed Hercules standing alone.

Hercules looked down at the ground, gloomily, as he made his way back towards the carriage, standing next to Penelope with a sigh.

Suddenly, just as before, the frisbee came flying towards Hercules. The only difference was that this time, Hercules was determined to catch it. "I got it! I got it!" he called.

The blond boy from earlier saw what was going to happen. "No!" he called.

Hercules, after finally catching the elusive frisbee, slipped and bumped into one of the big, white pillars that surrounded the town. The strong boy bumped into that pillar so hard, it crumpled and fell on top of another pillar, which fell into another, causing a sort of domino effect. People screamed and ran in fright as the different pillars fell on their shops and houses

After realizing the chaos he causes, Hercules recovered and ran after the falling pillars in a useless attempt to stop more from falling.

The man from the pottery shop, after hearing the commotion, opened the door to see what was happening. The man noticed the pillars that were falling in his shop's direction. The man released a panicked scream before grabbing his vases, hoping to protect them from harm. The man closed his eyes and stiffened, waiting for the impact he was sure was coming. When he realized that nothing else happened, he opened his eyes. The last pillar had fallen on a wall that was next to the other side of his shop, which stopped the pillar from being able to fall further. He man sighed in relief when he realized that his vases would be safe.

Hercules still ran towards the shop where the pillars almost fell. Along the way, the teenager lost his balance and slid in the mud, towards the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper, who saw him, almost wept at his bad luck.

The sound of a collision could be heard, along with the sounds made by the breaking vases. The shopkeeper, enraged by what happened, found the energy to get back up and yell.


Professor Charles Xavier opened his eyes. Next to him, stood Logan, also known as Wolverine, and watched Professor Xavier take off the helmet that connected him to Cerebro. "Well Chuck?" Logan asked, waiting.

"Prepare the X-Jet," Xavier said. "We'll take the rest of the X-men with us."

Logan raised an eyebrow. "Where are we going Chuck?"

Professor Xavier turned to study one of his closest friends. "Greece."


The shopkeeper quickly rounded on Hercules. "You ruined my vases!" He yelled in Greek. "Téras!" (1).

Hercules' father came out of the crowd an stood in front of the shopkeeper, shielding his son from the angry man. "Please calmed down," the old man asked. "He's only a boy."

The shopkeeper rounded onto Hercules' old father. "Your son is a menace Amphitryon!" the shopkeeper yelled, jabbing a finger in the older man's chest. "He's a menace!"

A woman came from the crowd and pointed an accusatory finger at Hercules. "Daímonas!" (2). A group of people all yelled in agreement.

Hercules cowered behind his father. Amphitryon stood up to the angry crowd, protecting the boy from them. "Everyone, please calm down," the old said. "Hercules didn't mean any harm; he just doesn't know his own strength sometimes.

The blond boy came out of the crowd and snatched the forgotten frisbee out of Hercules. "Look what you did to our town!" the nameless boy yelled. " Téras! Just stay away from us." Everyone nodded in agreement and started throwing anything that they could find such as rotten fruits, vegetables, rocks and sticks. Hercules gently pushed his father towards exit of the town. After that, Hercules ran quickly go get Penelope and the carriage before he dragged it all back towards his father. Both father and son quickly ran out of the town and towards their home.


"So, like, where are we going again?" Kitty asked for the third time.

Logan shook his head in frustration. "Okay, this is going to be the LAST time I say this so you better be listen good."

"We're going to Greece," Logan explained. "Cerebro picked up a mutant, who apparently lives on a farm there. We're going there to see if he would come to the Institute."

"Oh," Kitty said.

"So do we know that this one can do Professor?" Kurt asked, looking at the man sitting in his wheelchair.

"Well Kurt," Professor Xavier answered, "he is extremely strong for his age."

"So this kid has super strength?" Scott asked.

The Professor nodded. "Yes and he's having a hard time control that strength."

Logan nodded his head.

Storm continued to drive the jet. "We will reach our location in a few hours."


The townspeople looked at the mess that was caused by Hercules and they were still angry about what happened.

"Something needs to be done about that téras," one man yelled. "He can't be allowed to roam free."

"After all of the chaos he caused here? No way is he going to get away with this! He could have hurt someone!"

"That daímonas needs to be vanquished." The shopkeeper from the pottery shop called. "We should do it tonight! While we still have a chance!"

Everyone nodded their heads. This was the last straw. Hercules can't be allowed to live around normal people like them. He needed to be taken care of before he became a problem.

And so, the townspeople hatched a plan.


Hercules and his father came home hours earlier. Hercules' mother, Alcmene was cooking dinner. She let out a sad sigh. She had just heard about what had happened in town. It made the woman almost want to cry. Those people just didn't understand how special her son was.

Once she was done preparing lunch, she looked out the kitchen window. Hercules had gone outside to sit on a nearby ledge that looked towards the sea. Her husband went outside to comfort him.

Amphitryon walked over to where his son was sitting. He could see the boy throwing rocks into the sea. The sad sight broke his heart. Amphitryon took his hat off his head to rub his head before putting it back on. He sat down next to Hercules and put an arm around him. "Hercules," he said. "About earlier… don't listen to what they say. It isn't true."

"Yes it is," Hercules answered gloomily. His hair covered his bangs, making his eyes impossible to see. "It is true. I am a téras."

"No you're not," Amphitryon answered determinedly. He took his son's chin in his hand and made his son turn to face him. "You are not a téras. You will never be one. You're just very special and there's nothing wrong with that."

Hercules shook his head. "I don't get it," he said. He looked as if he was on the brink of tears. "I've tried to fit in; I really do, but it's like… every time I try to fit in, I just end up making everything worse. I really try…"

"I know," Amphitryon said, nodding his head. "I know you try and it's okay. The townspeople will forget if we give them a few days and they'll get over it. In the meantime, why don't you go visit your Uncle Phil? It had been a while since you've seen him."

Hercules nodded his head. "I should probably go now if I want to be there before nightfall."

"You don't have to leave now," Amphitryon said. "Your mother is making lunch. Eat with us and leave after that."

Hercules nodded his head. Lunch and Uncle Phil sounded like a very good idea. They quickly went back home and, along with Alcmene, ate lunch silently. After that, Hercules packed his things so that he could leave. Once he was done, he hugged both his parents goodbye and they watched as he left home.


The X-men managed to find a place to land the X-Jet without it being noticed. Once they finally landed, they exited the jet, wearing their normal clothing; they didn't want to attract too much attention when they were in town.

Logan turned on the cloaking device on the jet, before he turned to the rest of the team. "Now listen. We don't know where this kid lives. We only know that it's near this town, so we'll have to ask the people some questions to find him."

"This is the town where Cerebro picked up his location right?" Scott asked.

Logan nodded. "So let's go X-men." The team all walked over to the town and what they saw left them speechless for several moments.

Finally, Kurt broke the silence. "Um… guys? Where did all of the town's people go?"


NOTE: The meaning of the words that were mentioned in this chapter

1:Téras means freak or monster in Greek

2: Daímonas means demon in Greek