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 it's 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. Language, adult themes, and possible violence
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. Please feel free to check out my other stories and review. Nothing hateful will be tolerated.
Daughter of Hades vs Son of Zeus
Chapter 2: Gifts and Trials
Alethea was a healthy average 22 inches long and 13 pounds. She had a lighter shade of ash grey skin compared to Hades. Her hair was ebony black with a small blue hint to the tips raising up into a flame. A weak but very visible flame. Her body was draped in a black dress that tied with a leather strap at the abdomen, completed with a slit down the left side to give her legs room to kick out as babies often do. A hint of a cloth diaper could be seen through the bottom as she moved in Hades's lap. Pain and Panic were at the ready in case she needed attention while Hades would entertain the guests. Her eyes were white with a yellow iris that appeared to change color based on the lighting they absorbed. Her face was round and chubby. Her lips a perfect, light, innocent pink. She was beautiful in every sense of the word. Artemis could tell that much from the back of the line.
One by one each God and Goddess came up to the thrown of Hades where he sat with baby Alethea Catalina Underworld. She was currently entertained by a skull rattle her father had made for her using his magic. In her place he graciously accepted each gift offered with a humble thank you or nod of the head. Some of the gifts were interesting to say the least.
Apollo's gift was a tan, "To help the goddess to have the fairest skin and a sleeker color than that Grey completion of death."
Aphrodite gave the gift of one true love. "Only time will say who it is but she will be loved without question or compromise."
Hera walked up next in all her glowing glory as she told Hades, "I give the gift of healthy birthing hips and in her quest for love- one true marriage. Every woman should get a happy meaningful one after all." She smiled as she pat Alethea on the head. She giggled as she reached up to grab her aunt's hand.
Gift after gift was given, finally Artemis could not delay. She walked with all the dignity she could muster as she reached down to sweet Alethea and granted a kiss to her temple. She giggled profoundly as she started to bounce upon her father's lap out of glee. Artemis was amused at how much energy she had.
"My gift is the gift of loyalty. From these creatures." She raised her hand to the ceiling as thousands of bubbles fell each holding an image of a different newborn animal.
"One of every creature in the world is now yours. This collection will continue to grow out of evolution. Enjoy your companions. They will take care of you in times of need." Artemis promised with more hope than she intended to give. She watched as Alethea played with a bubble holding a snake from the forest. She gripped it tight in her hands as she flared it around in sheer delight. Artemis almost cried at the sight. Just then, the bubble burst. From it a snake had landed on Alethea's lap and wrapped its body around her to keep warm. Pain and Panic were called to have it put away until the party was over- or until she was older, whichever came first. The party went on without a problem. No one dared to eat the food so it was over quickly, which was fine to Hades. He would rather play with his child and plot to overthrow his brother in peace anyway. Artemis would have lagged behind the others if it hadn't been for Hera wanting to chat the whole way back to Olympus. She just smiled and nodded at everything the queen had said as she pictured Alethea. Innocent, little Alethea. She would become a fine woman; in time.
Once back on Olympus everyone was gossiping about the story Hades had told them. How he had created himself a daughter by using one of his fangs, a pinch of flame from his hair, and a single drop of blood. He had dropped them in a secluded part of the Styx river during the coldest night of winter while the light from the brightest full moon shined done upon his wish. His greatest wish- for a daughter to rule is kingdom someday. One who would make the underworld the greatest place worth ruling. He failed to mention his desire for Olympus. But who's really going to care when he was so happy to have the perfect little girl. When questioned Hera simply stated she had no doing in Hades receiving a child. She passed off each question with a mere "He is weird anyway" or a short "What a sweetheart, isn't she?"
No one pushed the issue. But Artemis had been secluded the whole day. They figured that Hades had become her enemy as she was always ready to fight anyone who threatened her backwoods. In reality she was tired. Tired of never seeing her daughter, tired of playing this game, and most of all- tired of fighting the reality that Hades was such a great guy- and no one could see it. Sure he could be a prick but he was much more tolerable than Aries or Zeus any day in her book. Then there was the fact that he was a fantastic lover. One without any weird kinks, unlike Zeus who would turn into a swan if it got him laid.
Hades was so strong in bed. The way he pushed and pulled Artemis to get the right angles. He gave her everything she wanted and then some. If she said harder, his thrusts would become rough. If she said slower, Hades would roll his hips to find a pace more to her liking. It didn't stop when she was pregnant. Hades would kiss her thighs and rack his long nails over her back as he teased her neck or her breasts. Time stood still when he touched her. When he spoke of her desires to come. She fell into him each time. He made her comfortable in every situation they created together. She trusted him to take the lead and he trusted her to follow her if she asked. If she told him to lay back and do nothing, he would bring himself to a still so Artemis could do as she pleased. He made her feel like a goddess- the fact that she was one wasn't the point. He would keep going as long as she was willing to continue. Most of their time together was in bed. Such tender moments, such sweet words, such a simple deal. Bare him a child and her secret would remain so. The deal never said she had to stay away but regardless she chose to. She would rather die than let it be known she broke her oath. And every day she was away from her daughter mixed with the dark whispers of Hades, she felt as though she had.
She sat quietly as the Gods of Olympus all chattered away. Only Hera ever noticed the sad on ward gaze lost to beneath the skies. Deep, deep in her heart she wished that her beloved daughter would cry for her. Never ceasing until the one who could fuck her best would come to take her away again. If only for a moment.
It had been almost a year before the welcoming party for the son of Zeus and Hera had been thrown. His name was Hercules. Hades was less than thrilled by such a party as Hercules had gotten far more gifts and praise then Alethea had. All because of Zeus. It was madness how everyone would go to such great lengths to kiss his brother's ass. He hated him so much. The self-absorbed douchebag only brought misfortune and ruin to Hades's life. He vowed revenge in the form of him taking over Olympus and leaving Zeus in the underworld; rotting away in a prison cell. His precious Alethea in a thrown either in the Underworld or Olympus, whichever she chose, being the vision of an ultimate Goddess. The most important woman in his life. Hades smiled as he carried his daughter in his arms. Once there, he leaned against a support beam basked in shadows so no one could see him. Alethea looked around eagerly, taking in the sights of the party. She would bury her face into her father's robes after the harsh, bright lights of Olympus began to bother her eyes. As excited as she was to take in everything, she was in no hurry to leave her father's arms.
"In other words, she was a giant daddy's girl!" One muse interrupted.
"I was wondering when you were going to take over my job." Bob sarcastically threw at the muse.
"Sorry we were enjoying it up until that point. We just can't help poking fun about it." The five muses all agreed.
"You can't really blame her; he was the only family she knew well enough to except." Bob informed with a much lighter tone.
"True. But it gets better. Keep going baby." Demanded the thicker sassy one.
Bob gave a heavy sigh, "Fine."
As soon as Zeus began to play with Hercules in his basinet, Hades had decided he had had enough. Finally, he spoke, "Hoe sentimental. You know, I haven't been this choked up since I got a hunk of moussaka caught in my throat! Huh?" Hades waited for the other Gods to laugh. It came as no big surprise when they didn't.
Soon enough Hades started to greet the guests as he came up to his brother. Loathing building in his body making him more and more aggravated. Hades, by this time, had placed Alethea down at his feet. She held tightly to his robes as he glided up the few paces to get to Hercules. Good thing too. Since Zeus caught him off guard with a careless hard pull into a side hug. The force being enough to have made him almost drop her. Even so, she had fallen on her knees when her father had suddenly been jerked from her grasp, throwing her off balance.
Zeus wrapped an arm around his brother as he pulled him in with a booming, "So Hades, you finally made it. How are things in the Underworld?!"
"Weeell there just fine. You know, a little dark, a little gloomy and as always- full of dead people! What are ya' gonna do?" he answered in a displeased halfhearted manner. He glided again as soon as he laid eyes on Hercules. Reaching down to bring Alethea with him and place her on the chair beside the basinet as he spoke.
"Awe! There's the little sun-spot. Little schoochy," suddenly he made a spiked skull pin-head style lollipop appear as he continued, "And here- is a sucker for the little sucker. Here ya' go." Just as he went to place it in Hercules's mouth, Hercules grabbed his finger and squeezed with his super strength. Once Hades had pulled away, he mumbled about Hercules being a powerful tike. Alethea had seen it all and immediately started to get fussy.
Hades picked her back up, allowing her to see his finger as he bended it in front of her so she could see he was fine. Zeus encouraged Hades to join the celebration to which Hades declined. It went unmentioned that Hades had an appointment and only came for formalities. Instead Hades said he was busy, claiming the underworld was a full-time job. Zeus cracked a joke about Hades needing a break before he worked himself to death. As if Hades was pissed before, it got more agitating when the gods all laughed at Zeus's joke- laughed at him. Zeus stated that he 'kills himself' due to his humor but Hades couldn't stop himself from mumbling the phrase, 'If only', as he walked away.
The boat ride back was a long one since some of the souls tried to get on board. Hades blasted them in the face with a fire ball, which left Alethea clapping in glee at her father's display. Alethea was taken by Pain and Panic as Hades had to meeting to attend with the fate sisters. Long story short Hades discovered the best time to take Olympus, the down side was Hercules would stop him if he wasn't dealt with. Hades found the best formula. A way to turn him mortal and leave the rest to Pain and Panic. That night Hades rocked Alethea to sleep knowing that the plan was fool-proof. Despite a nagging feeling in his mind, the two minions returned showering Hades with multiple way to report the same news- Hercules was dead.
The next fourteen years went without a hitch in his plans. Alethea had grown into a marvelous teen. One who had become curios about human life- to Hades's dismay. She would sneak up to the world of the living to watch the humans. Pain and Panic always being dragged at her heels in an attempt to stop her. Once she was up in the human world she learned about how to get along in society quickly. She also learned how to deal with the less likable ones. Since it was pretty obvious she was a goddess she used her magic to maintain a sweet human form. One that didn't restrain her powers. Turns out her skin and hair was the only thing that made her stand out.
She now stood at a height of five feet, eight inches. Her bust was measured at forty inches while her waist was thirty and her hips came into a perfect thirty-five inches. She was about 157 pounds. Her usual day wear consisted of a black silk dress that fell to her mid-thigh and dropped off her shoulders. She would keep them in place with a skull pendent similar to the one her father wore. She had a fashion cloth on her arms known as arm warmers. They strapped at her mid-bicep and flared out gently to about the mid-palm of her hands. Leather straps kept them tied and were worn in the style of bows. She had special ordered high-heel sandals. The heel was about two and a half inches high. The straps of the sandal wrapped up her calves and stopped below her knees. Again she tied the straps to look like bows. Each was held in place with a smaller but effective skull pin to add more style and keep the bow. In her hair was a special type of flower Hades had taken to growing in the underworld.
A pruple Carnation- it stood for unpredictability. Hades also grew other colors suck as pink for gratitude, red for love, or white for purity and luck. Green was used to represent homosexuality, and stripped was for regret. The only color he didn't grow was yellow; he never grew yellow because it stood for rejection. It was also a birth flower for anyone born in the first month of the year. As you can guess I learned a lot about it because of Hades. However, Alethea never knew the reason he grew these flowers. He was the only one besides Alethea to ever be allowed to go near them.
On one of her trips to Athens, she found a school called Prometheus academy. A high school for humans who for some reason associated themselves with an eagle. Alethea started to go to the school regularly and soon found herself acquainted with a red-haired boy named Hercules. Hercules was the son of Zeus and possessed incredible strength. He had been stolen from Olympus when he was very young. A couple from a farm nearby had found him. They took him in and raised him with great care. He was nice but a bit of a goody goody, this made Alethea the bad one of the two- at least compared to him. She never knew she had a cousin who looked so human. Or who she could like despite being a son of Zeus. She didn't want to ruin Hercules's illusion that his dad was the perfect depiction of godlihood. Still she hated him; she had been to too many family-get-togethers not to.
Just when she believed the day couldn't get any harder, Hades had found out about her trips and he nearly grounded her for eternity. When she told him about the boy she had met, Hades had burst into flames as crimson as the red carnations he had grown. Hades could not lose to Zeus in the event of having a kid who could interact well in the human world. Starting immediately, Alethea would attend Prometheus. She would go and defeat her cousin in every event she could. Despite not having anything against Hercules personally, she was eager to beat him just as much. Her father would be the talk of the Gods if she had to die trying. No longer the bottom, Zeus and Hercules would once and for all be put in their place. After all, she was a full goddess and Hercules was a demi. It was a no brainer who was best.
Enrollment was so much easier than Alethea had ever expected. It made her wonder why she never just enrolled herself and went to class instead of sneaking in like she had done the last few months. A few arrangements had to be made clear before she could go to class. The first was that she could not harm humans – Hades and Alethea had exchanged glances at this remark. A silent agreement was made between the two; Do whatever you want, just don't get caught. The next was that Alethea would not be given special treatment. This seemed weird since Hades had figured Hercules had been given certain privileges. The headmaster had assured otherwise and even mumbled how he was a menace. It seemed harsh to Alethea, Hercules just had no control, how could he; he was a guy. The third was that for the sake of the other students Alethea would have to be in her human form for most of the time. The exception was if her life was in danger or if she herself could not control the change. She had mentioned only having a burst of flame for hair when she sneezed or got extremely enraged.
Hades left in a wave of fire after the meeting was over and Alethea was left to go to class. In her school bad was a very cramped Pain and Panic. In case she needed them one or the other was to remain with her throughout the day. The headmaster had never said otherwise- plus he didn't ask.
Alethea felt a twinge of joy gloss through her as she took a deep breath. She would prevail and her father would be the most adored god of Olympus. She was his only chance to be the true king. Sure it was a lot of pressure but she was his favorite child. She could do it because she was the one he chose above all others.
"Beware cousin, starting today you will know no peace. Your place as a hero will never come and your dream of Olympus will never be reached." She claimed as she gathered her things from her new locker.
