-'ME... EAT... HEAD'

These are the last words Hercules is ever gonna hear. The voice of the cyclops, that gargantuan sized

creature with a pea sized brain, echoes everywhere. As he grabs Hercules and raises his hand towards

his mouth, the hero feels that everything is happening in slow motion. Phil's words gave him new power.

He is determined to fight.

He desperately looks around, trying to find something, anything, to use as a weapon. In the universe

where the story ended with Hercules freeing Olympus and becoming a true hero, at this point, he would

find a torch that he would use to temporarily blind the cyclops and then defeat him by tangling a rope

around his legs. However, in the universe this fanfiction takes place, he wasn't so lucky. That lit torch

wasn't there.

Alas, as the valuable fractions of a second were sadistically passing in slow motion, Hercules realized

that there was nothing around to grab. When the hand of the cyclops has almost reached his mouth,

Hercules clenches his teeth, pulls back his arm and, in a desperate final attempt, delivers a punch to

the giant's nose. Of course, he does not expect to defeat him with that (he no longer has his super

power, he only has the strength of an ordinary human), but he hopes that it will at least faze the

cyclops, thus making him let Hercules go; then, he might find something useful around to continue

his counter attack.

No, he hoped too much! The next moment, the cyclops produces a roaring laugh, as if that punch

was only a tickle! Herculeses eyes bulge in terror as he realizes there is absolutely nothing he can

do. True to his previous declaration, the pseudo titan bites off the head of the hero, then lets the

headless body fall.

-'HERCULES, NOOO' Meg screams.

She runs to the beheaded corpse of the only man that ever deserved to be her lover and is now

dead because of her, because of her selfish act of valuing her freedom over his life. She cries as

many tears as her eyes can produce.

Phil goes next to her. Being more collected than her in dire situations, he has the mental clarity to

realize that grieving for their dead loved one right now is a luxury they can't afford. They have to

get the hell out of here as soon as possible!

-'Come on, woman, we have to go' he tries to pull Meg away from the corpse of her love interest.

However, the woman has lost contact with reality. She has tightly hugged the corpse and she won't

budge. Phil's eyes bulge in terror when he sees the sole of the cyclopses foot coming towards them.

He has no time to think of anything else. The next moment, both himself and Meg have turned into

piles of intestines.


It's a beautiful afternoon at Olympus. Hades is sitting on his throne and enjoying some beverage

while the gods around him are unsuccessfully trying to occupy themselves with their old hobbies to

forget their misery. Hephaestus is hitting metals with his hammer, but in an idle manner. Narcissus

is staring at himself in the mirror, but his eyes are sad. Athena is playing a makeshift game; she is

throwing her spear in the air, then catching it as it falls down. Hera is just sitting somewhere alone

and trying to hold back her tears.

At least they're free again. Kinda. Hades decided to get them out of their prisons if they swore

loyalty to him. With the exception of Zeus. There is no way he will risk ever releasing that

bastard. Zeus shall remain imprisoned forever, just like it had been originally supposed to be the

case for the titans.

Speaking of the titans, they're now roaming the earth, killing and destroying. Not that Hades cares.

Why should he care about the problems of humans? He is a god, he was born with all his practical

problems solved. How could he ever show compassion to human suffering? Truth be told, Zeus, who

was also born a god, never really cared about the pain of humans either, though their lives were

definitely better when he was the ruler of the universe.

-'Knock knock' Hades suddenly cries, in a good mood.

-'Who's there?' Appollo sighs, not because he is really interested to hear the joke, but because, if

nobody answers, Hades might get upset, which would be to no one's best interest.

-'Isn't' Hades continues.

-'Isn't who?' Ares sighs.

-'Isn't life amazing?' Hades replies and bursts into laughter.

He abruptly stops when he realizes that nobody else laughed.

-'Come on, guys, it was good. Laugh' he complains.

-'I COMMAND YOU TO LAUGH' he screams, with green fire momentarily surrounding him.

The miserable gods push themselves to giggle.

Pain and Panic, the two henchmen of Hades, show up.

-'Sir, the fates are here' Panic reports.

-'Perfect' Hades regains his good mood and gets up, heading to the dining room.

He invited the three fates for a meal as a way to thank them for helping him take over

Olympus.

-'My ladies, you are as beautiful as one can get' he politely lies to the three hideous pseudo

goddesses as he enters the dining room and sits at the table, thus eliciting giggles from the

aged deities.

Pain places plates with delectable viands on the table.

Hades and his guests start eating, drinking and chatting. At some point, Panic interrupts them:

-'Sir, I have to inform you that it is the time for your daily scheduled workout'.

'Daily workout' is the sickeningly sophisticated way in which Hades calls his daily activity of raping

some goddess.

-'Well, I have guests right now' an annoyed Hades starts saying, but one of the three fates

interrupts him:

-'Oh, never mind us. We'll be happy to watch that'.

The kinda drunken Hades laughs and shrugs. Why not? He turns to Panic:

-'So, whose turn is it today?'

Panic unfolds a papyrus and, after mumbling a few names, he says out loud:

-'Aphrodite'.

-'Great, call her' Hades commands.

The two minions exit the room and soon return with the unwilling, pink skinned goddess.

The ruler of Olympus commands her to lie on the table. Trying to hold back her tears, the

goddess does so. Hades shoves the dishes off the table and goes on top of her.

He starts by kissing her amazing bare foot (I remind you that she was drawn shoeless in

the movie) and gradually moves up to her lovely leg. Meanwhile, the three fates have

stared cheering. They are rapidly tossing their single eye to each other so that all three of

them get glimpses of the action. The tallest one whistles in delight.

-'Yeah, baby' the shortest one cries.

-'Give it your all' the middle one cries.

Aphrodite feels so ashamed. She hates her body for being violated by this scum and used

as a sex show object.

Pain and Panic, who are also watching, start jacking off (yeah, they do have genitalia, they

were just visually filtered in the movie), panting like 13 year olds watching porn.

Hades raises Aphrodite's dress, throws her underwear away and shoves his dick in her pussy.

The once jolly goddess bursts into tears, thinking that, soon, the sperm of that disgusting excuse

for a man will be in her.


Hades, who has finished his deed, has passed out of the alchohol's effects. Pain and Panic have

gone to have some fun blowing their trumpet in the ears of Hermes. Aphrodite is still lying on the

table and crying. The fates are still there.

-'You know what the funny thing is?' the short one asks Aphrodite.

The crying goddess does not answer.

-'That, even if Hades had lost somehow, nothing would have changed for humans in the end' the

middle one continues.

-'Precisely' the tall one agrees. 'All humans would have eventually died and gone to the kingdom

of Hades anyway, where they would have been robbed of their consciousness'.

The fates laugh simultaneously, thinking of how funny it is. Every human being that has ever

existed or shall ever exist is doomed to end up the same way, to spend eternity in a mourning,

immaterial hell. Literally everybody! Kings, peasants, artists, murderers, priests, child molestors,

child molestors' victims...

-'But why?' Aphrodite sobs. 'Why is reality so unfair?'

-'Madam, our job is to know the past, present and future, not why the past, present and future

are the way they are' the middle fate answers.

-'But who made reality be this way?' Aphrodite keeps questioning. 'Is there some being, some

force above Zeus or Hades? Some deity that is beyond anything even us god can comprehend?

And does that deity intend to ever change this world? Is there some greater picture that we

cannot see?'

The short one looks hesitant. She's about to answer something, but the tall one interrupts her

with a slap on the neck:

-'Don't even think about it. We are not supposed to reveal the great plan'.

With these words, the fates vanish. Aphrodite smiles a little. They did not confirm her hopes, but

at least they did not deny them either. Is it possible that there is a glimmer of hope in this

darkness? Well, she wants to believe it! Otherwise, she'll go nuts.