Here's the fourth chapter. Sorry for the wait, Christmas and various other things got in the way of writing this.
Ah yes thanks to locolyan777 and ecwscorpion209 for the favorites and whitetigerwolf for the review.
I also caught up a bit on my Greek Mythology while listening to the Planets (great pieces of music) and learnt two interesting facts about Hercules which ruined my childhood. One: Hercules once impregnated fifty women in one night, impreesive stamia wise (although he is the son of Zeus, and we all know what Zeus got up to). Two: Hercules had between one to three children with Echidna...yep he had sex with the Mother of all Monsters...sorry for any childhoods that may have ruined.
On the birght side Hercules married Hebe (the goddess of youth) in the end, much better than Megara in my opinion...although he does kill Megara in one version fo the myth where Hera makes him go mad.
Oh yeah I changed the story image to a screenshot I got of Medusa the other day, she looks quite cute in it. Well that an more gorgony than the previous image I got off Google Images. Not that Medusa is an evil monster though, she is like the dragons of European stories. A creature which the 'hero' slays to prove their strength, a usually innocent creature at that. Medusa does nothing wrong, she's just minding her own buisness when Theseus (or whoever the douchebag was) goes off and kills her because some guy tells him to.
Anyway a minor warning: rape is mentioned in this chapter. It isn't mentioned in much detail but I thought I'd put a warning just in case anyone reading these fanfic has been raped or known someone who has been raped. I don't want to bring up traumatic memories for anyone.
The sun was just beginning to shine into Medusa's cave as she awoke, her snakes letting out tiny yawns as they to awoke with their mistress. The gorgon yawned as she sat up in her bed, one of the few pieces of furniture in the cave, with a tired smile on her face, rubbing her eyes as she did so. Her mind was full of images from the night before with Hercules in Athens. That had probably been the best day she'd had since she first met the hero in training, not that she had many days which could compare to those two.
She then heard her snakes hissing and moving in the direction of the stream which flowed through her dwelling.
"Guess it's time to get up." said Medusa, her snakes hissing in agreement as she got out of her bed and headed over to the stream. The gorgon sighed as she stepped into the stream, which went up to her waist. She was so thankfully that this stream had been put here, without it she would have to go outside to wash in the river near the waterfall in plain view of any creature or human who came along. Which would just be plain awkward.
"Today is the day I'll be telling Hercules about how I became a gorgon." said Medusa to her snakes as she ran her soap covered hands down her slender naked form in an attempt at washing herself. Her snakes then began to hiss at her, flailing around a bit and causing the gorgon to chuckle. "I haven't forgotten about you guys." said the gorgon as she ran her soap hands through her snakes coils, smiling as she heard them let out a pleasurable hiss as she washed them. She couldn't help but giggle slightly at their reaction.
At first it had been weird having snakes for hair, even scary at times. Going from non-living brown hair to living breathing green snakes for hair wasn't something you got used to in a day, but she had soon grown fond of her snakes. They had comforted her, at least as far as snakes could, when she had been turned into a gorgon. They gave her someone to talk to who wasn't a rock, although the conversations were still quite dull. They let her make her 'hair' look however she wanted it to, no more 'bad' hair days for her. She always referred to them as her snakes because they were a part of her…yet at the same time they weren't part of her. They thought and did whatever they wanted and always obeyed what she said, yet she had no real control over them. They lived in symbiosis with her, each of them helping the other.
Once Medusa had finished washing herself she stepped out of the stream and grabbed a towel which was lying on a nearby rock. As the gorgon dried herself she thought over what she was going to do today, she was going to tell Hercules that she hadn't always been a gorgon and how she came to be one. She was quite nervous, after all she'd gathered that Hercules was quite friendly with Athena from the stories he had told her. What if he didn't believe her?
The gorgon pushed her doubts aside as she looked over the dresses which were laid on another rock. Most of them were purple or dark black however one stood out from the rest, it was a blue version of her usual dress. It was what she had worn the day she was turned into a gorgon, back when she was still a priestess. That seemed like so long ago, centuries ago. Yet it had only been about four years since that horrible day. She was contemplating wearing that dress, it would be appropriate considering where she was going to bring Hercules to…
"Do you guys think I should wear my blue dress?" asked Medusa as she looked up at her snakes as they stared at the dresses. After a few seconds they looked down at her, nodding in a motion of yes. The gorgon then walked over to the dress and picked it up, holding it against her body.
"Y..you guy s..sure." stuttered Medusa, unsure and nervous about wearing the dress after so long. Her snakes hissed encouragingly at her prompting her to put on the dress, feeling it hug her body closely due to her having grown since she last wore it. Not that it mattered much, the only noticeable difference was that it no long dragged around her legs, instead showing off the lower half of them. She then walked over to the cracked mirror which sat on another nearby rock and examined how she looked in the dress. It didn't look that bad but the colour clashed with her green skin, red eyes and purple eyelids.
"Not that it matters." muttered Medusa as she turned to head out of her cave to get some food, stopping as she noticed a grey glint in the corner of her eye. When she turned back to look at it she discovered it was the bracelet Hercules had bought her the night before and her eye-lookalike glasses Hephaestus had made for her. The gorgon couldn't help but smile once more at the memory. It was nice having a friend after so long…a boyfriend at that.
Medusa then quickly put on the bracelet and glasses before heading out of her cave and into the sunlight, intent on finding some berries or some other fruit to eat before Hercules came to visit.
Four hours later…
After finishing his training Hercules had quickly departed on Pegasus, only briefly mentioning to Phil that he was going to see a friend. He was getting sick of the satyr's comments about his 'lady friend'. Sure it was only friendly teasing but that didn't mean it wasn't going to get on his nerves.
The hero in training then look down at the ground far beneath him, scanning it for Medusa's grove. It took him a few seconds but then he located the grove, the dark colouring of it's trees stuck out like a sore thumb admits the lush landscape below.
"Land over there Pegasus." commanded Hercules as he pointed towards the ground. "At the edge of the dark forest." The flying horse neighed in confirmation before it dived towards the ground, arriving at the edge of the grove shortly after. After dismounting Pegasus the hero in training rubbed it's nose affectionately and thanked it before heading towards the forest, stopping when he heard the winged horse whine.
"What's wrong Pegasus?" asked Hercules as he turned to look at the horse who was motioning towards the forest. It took him a few seconds of thinking but eventually the son of Zeus figured out what Pegasus meant. "Oh you want to see her."
Pegasus neighed in reply.
"Well that's a little hard to do Pegasus." said Hercules as he rubbed the back of his neck, thinking up an answer. "You see she's quite shy, she's not quite ready to meet you." The horse neighed in understanding before flapping it's wings and heading back up into the sky. The hero in training then headed into the gorgon's grove, thankful that his horse had settled for an explanation as simple as that. It wasn't that he was worried about telling Pegasus or even Phil, sure they would be a bit unnerved by Medusa but they would get used to her. The winged horse and satyr trusted his judgement…most of the time. No he was worried about telling someone else, someone far more powerful and judgemental than them.
His farther, Zeus.
Hercules could envision the horror and anger on his father's face, lightning scorching the ground as he grew angrier. There's was no way in a million years his farther was going to be ok with him dating a gorgon. Hercules sighed as he brushed a plant aside as he headed through the grove. He was just going to have to keep Medusa's identity a secret, for both their sakes.
After about a minute of walking Hercules found Medusa sitting on a log in the middle of a clearing in the forest, sunlight shining down on her green body. He was about to approach her when he noticed that she was wearing a blue dress, momentarily startling him by the sudden change. The hero in training had only ever seen the gorgon in either dark purple or black clothing, a stark difference from the blue shade she was now wearing. When combined with the sunlight shining down on her it made her look other worldly, almost angelic if it wasn't for her snake hair.
"Hey Medusa." said Hercules as he stepped into the clearing causing the gorgon to jump briefly and her snakes to immediately turn to look at him.
"Hey Herc." said Medusa as she got up and walked over to meet him, her snakes losing interest in him as she did so. "Ready to go?" asked the gorgon as she cocked her head slightly to the side with a questioning expression while her snakes mimicked the gesture, causing Hercules to blush lightly at the site. She looked surprisingly cute like that.
"Yeah but where are we going?" asked Hercules in confusion. "I thought you were going to tell me what was troubling you yesterday."
"I am Hercules it's just…I want to tell you somewhere more appropriate." said Medusa as she clutched her left arm with her right hand and looked at the ground nervously.
"Oh. Well lead the way then." said Hercules as he took her hand in his, smiling reassuringly at the gorgon. Medusa smiled back at him before she began leading him through her grove, moving between trees, bushes and statues as they did so.
After about forty minutes of walking in silence the hero in training and gorgon reached a small ruined village situated in a small canyon. The village had definitely seen better days, as evident by the vines and plants which had overtaken it. It appeared to Hercules that they were going to walk into the village when he felt Medusa come to a halt and let go of his hand, shivering as she did so.
"You ok Medusa?" asked Hercules with concern in his voice. Medusa had never stopped so suddenly like that before, even when they had bene in the crowds of Athens.
"Y..yeah." said Medusa as she quickly put her hand to her forehead. "J..just a sudden headache, t..that's all."
Hercules could tell she was lying but he decided to play along, he didn't want to stress Medusa out more. He then put his arm through hers in an attempt to reassure the gorgon, who smiled back at him meekly.
"You're not buying it are you." stated Medusa as her snakes twitched around.
"I'm definitely not buying it." said Hercules jokingly, before his expression turned back to one of concern. "What's wrong Medusa?"
"N..nothing." said Medusa as she slipped out of his arm and began heading towards the side of the village. Hercules hurried after her, still surprised by how the gorgon was acting. What had happened in that village which could cause her so much worry and anxiety?
After about ten minutes of skirting round the side of the village the hero in training and gorgon reached the side of fairly sizeable temple, stopping outside one of its side entrances. Neither of the teens had spoken throughout the walk so Hercules had taken it upon himself to look at the village. It appeared to have been quite prosperous before it was abandoned, the craftsmen ship of the buildings was very high and he had seen some very expensive pottery through the crumbling walls of several houses. The village also appeared to be from a pretty recent time despite how overgrown it was. Hercules was then snapped out of his thoughts by Medusa's snakes burying their heads in their coils, expressions of fear on their faces.
"So here we are." muttered Medusa as she turned to face him. "Where it all happened."
"What happened here Medusa?" asked Hercules, confused by both her words and the actions of her snakes.
"It's w..where." stuttered Medusa as she looked down awkwardly at the ground before looking back up at him again. "Herc I..I wasn't always like this." stuttered Medusa as she motioned to her hair and face. "I wasn't always a…a gorgon."
It took a few seconds for Medusa's words to sink in but when they did Hercules looked at the gorgon in a mixture of shock, surprise and confusion, during which she clutched her arm and looked at the ground again.
"You mean you were…human?" asked Hercules, still shocked by what he had heard from the gorgon's mouth. Medusa merely nodded her head slightly and she continued to stare at the ground, as a thought then struck the hero in training. "You lived in this village then? That's why you took me here." The gorgon merely nodded her head again before looking up at him, a saddened expression on her face.
"This place was my home Hercules when I was human. I used to look like I did when Hades turned me into a human by day. That's why I wore this blue dress, it's what I wore when I was a human, when I was a pr..priestess." said Medusa sadly as she looked away from him again, seemingly ashamed.
"You were a priestess." said Hercules in shock at what he had learned. He then thought through what Medusa said as the gorgon shuffled her feet awkwardly. There were only two gods who associated themselves with the same colour blue as Medusa's dress, Poseidon and Athena (I'm ditching Hermes because his blue is light than the other god's), and considering the gorgon's hatred for Athena that meant that it was mostly likely a temple of Athena. Something must have happened between Athena and Medusa to cause the gorgon to harbour such animosity towards the god of wisdom. "So this is a temple of Athena then." said Hercules in realization.
"Yes it is one of her temples. I was a priestess of Athena." said Medusa, practically spitting Athena's name as she said it. The gorgon the turned and hurried towards the side steps into the temple before freezing after she grabbed the handrail. Hercules then walked up and put his arm round Medusa's waist caringly.
"We don't have to go inside Medusa." said Hercules in concern. "I'm ok with not going in if it brings back a bad experience with Athena." The gorgon merely turned to look at his face, a solemn expression on her green face.
"Thanks Hero boy, but my bad experience wasn't just with Athena." hissed Medusa with slight hostility. Her voice then softened as she continued "And it wasn't b..bad exper..ience….i…it wa..was a..a n..nightmarish o..one." Medusa then clinged to his arm as she bursted into tears, fear and terror on her face as she sobbed, her snakes uncoiling and trying to comfort her as best as a snake stuck to someone's head could. Hercules then pulled the gorgon into a hug as she cried, surprised and concerned by the sudden change of emotion.
Hercules continued to hug Medusa in an attempt at comforting her as she cried for what seemed to him like hours, but was really only a couple minutes. When the gorgon had finished sobbing she looked up at Hercules, her snakes hissing reassuringly as he saw the tear marks on her cheeks.
"T..thanks Hercules." said Medusa quietly before pulling away from him and heading up one step.
"Medusa we don't have to go in there." said Hercules calmly, but with some concern still in his voice. "I don't want to hurt you by learning what happened in there."
"I know you don't want to hurt me Herc." said Medusa calmly as she stepped up another two steps. "I want to tell you what happened to me. How I became a gorgon." Her snakes then looked back at him and motioned for him to follow her. "I need…I need to confront my past Hercules."
The hero in training then hurried up the stairs and put his arm through the gorgon's, momentarily surprising her at the sudden unexpected contact.
"Then I'll confront it with you."
The first thing Hercules noticed upon entering the temple was the statues, lit up by the sunlight pouring through a hole in the ceiling. There were five of them crowded around the sides of a derelict statue of Athena. They were all statues of girls who looked to be between twelve and fifteen, each of them bent over as if they were looking at something on the ground behind the statue.
He then felt Medusa clutch his hand tightly, her nails digging in to his skin.
"You ok?" asked Hercules, feeling stupid after he said it. Of course Medusa wasn't ok! Why else would she burst into tears before entering this temple?
"No I'm not ok." said Medusa as she gazed over at the statues. "You see those statues Herc."
"Yeah I see them." replied Hercules, realizing where the conversation was going.
"They were fellow priestesses, my fr..friends. They were comforting me when I w..was t..urned into a gorgon." said Medusa as she began to shiver and cry once more. "I..I did that to them. I t..turned them t..to stone."
"It's not your fault Medusa." said Hercules as he turned the gorgon to face him and attempt to wipe away her tears. "You weren't the one to make you a gorgon. You didn't intentionally turn them to stone."
"But I.I did turn them to s..stone. Even it wasn't intentional i..it's still my ." stuttered Medusa as her snakes looked over at the statues, hissing and wriggling as they did so. "If I hadn't…"
"It's not your fault Medusa. It's the fault of whoever turned you into a gorgon!" said Hercules, growing angry at whoever made Medusa a gorgon. Who could do such a thing to someone so kind, generous and beautiful?
It was then that he noticed that Medusa had ceased crying and turned away from him, staring at the statue of Athena glumly. A few minutes passed in silence, even the gorgon's snakes stayed silent. "Who transformed you into a gorgon Medusa?" asked Hercules, his voice breaking the ominous silence within the temple. The gorgon then turned to face him as she clutched her left arm with her right nervously.
"Athena." answered Medusa, looking away from him quickly after she spoke.
Hercules was shocked by the gorgon's answer. How could Athena do such a cruel and horrible thing to Medusa? How could she be so unjust to one of her own priestesses? She was the goddess of wisdom, a just sophisticated goddess who had treated him fairly throughout his life. If it was Ares or his farther it would have been more believable but not Athena. Athena would never do something like that…...or would she? Athena was also impulsive, easily angered and irritable. Turning a human, even one of your own priestesses into a gorgon sounded like something the goddess of wisdom would do in a moment of anger. Plus Medusa would never lie about something like that.
But what could have angered Athena enough that it caused her to transform Medusa into a gorgon?
"Athena." answered Medusa before she quickly looked away from Hercules, expecting anger and disbelief. However after a few seconds she looked back up at the hero in training to see a puzzled expression on his face, no disbelief in sight.
"She..she really did that?" asked Hercules with a hint surprise in his voice. Medusa merely nodded her head in reply, not expecting him to believe her. Who would believe her? Athena was loved by most mortals, especially the ones who lived in Athens and the surrounding area. No one would believe that Athena had done this to her, it was a beloved goddess's word against a monster's. As such the gorgon was shocked by the next few words which came out of the hero in training's mouth.
"Medusa why did Athena transform you into a gorgon?" asked Hercules calmly, shocking the gorgon. Did he really believe her?
"Y..you mean you believe me?" asked Medusa, unable to hide the surprise in her voice.
"Of course I do." answered Hercules in confusion. "Why wouldn't I?"
"Because I'm a monster maybe." replied Medusa as she put her hands on her hips. "Just in case you forgot."
"Of course I believe you Medusa. You're my friend, g..girlfriend actually." said Hercules as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Besides I've met Athena more times than most mortals have, and it sounds like something she would do." Medusa, without really thinking it through, rushed forward and hugged Hercules, who returned her hug after a second of surprise. She was overjoyed, he actually believed her! He took her words over his friendship with a goddess! The goddess who's city he lived in no less!
"T..thank you for believing me Herc." said Medusa as she pulled out of the hug after what must have been a minute or two.
"Y..you're welcome Medusa." replied Hercules somewhat nervously, a small smile on his face. "S..so umm why'd Athena…you know turn you into a gorgon?"
Medusa took a breath in and out before she began her traumatic story, bracing herself for reliving the memories of that day four years ago.
"Four years ago I was working her as a priestess. You know maintaining the temple and its shrine, helping with festivals and pilgrims. That sort of stuff." said Medusa as Hercules nodded his head in confirmation. "Then one day this guy comes in, wanting to see the shrine. Since I'm the only one here at the time I take him to it and he..he…he pulled b..behind t..the shrine and…" stuttered out Medusa before she burst into tears and fell towards the floor, feeling Hercules strong arms catch her as she fell. The memories flooded back to her as she remembered what had happened once more. Pain, screaming, crying for him to stop, theft of her innocence…..rape.
But this remembrance was different, usually she would be sitting on the floor as she cried her eyes out in fear. This time though she felt safe, scared yet safe in Hercules's arms. She felt like she wasn't being judged for what happened, that someone thought that it wasn't her fault that she'd been raped.
After what must been several minutes Medusa looked up at Hercules, being met with a caring face with an expression of concern and pity.
"It's ok now Medusa." said Hercules, his voice full of reassurance. "He isn't here now. You're safe."
"H….he r..raped me Hercules." stuttered Medusa as she lent her head against the hero in training's chest.
"I know Medusa." said Hercules quietly as he embraced her. "I also know that it wasn't your fault. The only beings at blame here is him and Athena."
"Y..you're the first person to ever say that Herc." said Medusa quietly, happy that someone had finally thought it wasn't her fault. "Athena s..said it was my f..fault, t..that's why she made me a gorgon. She w..was angered by, in her words, the most pr..primitive of acts taking place in her temple. I..I d..don't k..know if she knew he r..raped me."
"She obviously didn't care that he did rape you. Athena was being impulsive and evil." said Hercules angrily, causing Medusa to look up at him in surprise. Hercules, the son of Zeus turned mortal, had just accused Athena of doing something evil.
"Th..thank you Hercules." said Medusa quietly as she smiled timidly at the hero in training. "Thanks for not blaming me for turning my friends to stone, for believing me and for..for not blaming me for b..being r..r..raped."
"You're welcome Medusa." replied Hercules as he smiled back at her. She then leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek very briefly, stifling a giggle at the startled expression on his face. A moment of silence then passed between the two of them, each mortal staring at the other's eyes (figuratively though for Hercules).
"You know you're the first mortal to be on my side when it comes to this." said Medusa as she felt her snakes twists and turn, happy at the turn of events. "Other than Hypnos you're the only one to be on my side."
"Hypnos?" asked Hercules in confusion, before an expression of realization appeared on his face. "That's why you seemed at ease when he appeared before us the other day!"
"A pretty sharp deduction for a hero in training." said Medusa with a light giggle. "He saved me from the townspeople as they tried to kill me. You see they weren't that happy when Athena turned me into a gorgon, you know the whole turning people to stone thing and all. They chased me out of town with fire and pitchforks…which is why I didn't take you directly through the village on the way in."
"I'm guessing there are stone statues in the streets." said Hercules knowingly.
"Yeah there are. I di..didn't m..mean to turn them to stone t..though. Most of them just looked at me as I was running away from the other townspeople." said Medusa guiltily.
"So how'd Hypnos save you?" asked Hercules curiously.
"Just as I was leaving the village the townspeople were catching up to me. It was so scary, I knew most of them. There were shop keepers whom I purchased things from, cleaners, musicians, family members….e..everyone w..was after me." stuttered Medusa, remembering the traumatic experience. "I tripped just as I was about to reach the forest. When I fell I expected to be impaled by a spear or set alight by a torch. But nothing happened other than the sound of metal, people and torches falling the ground. When I looked up they were…"
"All asleep." interupted Hercules, before he rubbed his head in embarrassment. "Sorry."
"It doesn't matter." replied Medusa, finding the hero in training's embarrassment amusing. "So yeah when I got up they were all asleep. Then I remember suddenly feeling drained of all my energy before I passed out. When I awoke I was on a bed in a cave within my grove." The gorgon then smiled slightly at the memory. "Laid out nearby were several purple and black dresses on a rock and a towel and soap near the stream which ran through the cave."
"Hypnos did all that?" asked Hercules in surprise.
"I guess so. What other god is known to make people fall asleep instantly." replied Medusa as her snakes hissed in agreement. "Besides I heard that this village was abandoned due to the townspeople having many sleepless nights after what happened to me."
"Well I'll thank him for that next time I see him." said Hercules before he walked up and put his arm round the gorgon's waist, surprising her as he pulled her in towards him. "Now how about we go somewhere less depressing."
"Like where?" asked Medusa curiously, her surprise at Hercules sudden movements taking her mind off over what had occurred in the temple.
"Well we could go back to Phil's Island, he's currently out at a meet-up with some satyr friends of his." said Hercules. "I could show you my flying horse and…"
"Flying horse? Is that a sexual innuendo hero boy?" interupted Medusa jokingly, causing the son of Zeus's face to turn as red as Ares.
"Wha what! i..it's not a innuendo" stuttered out Hercules in embarrassment as the gorgon giggled at him, her snakes joining in as they hissed at the hero in amusement.
"I know Herc." said Medusa in-between giggles. "I just want to see your response."
"W..well do you want to go there?" asked Hercules, still embarrassment by the gorgon's comment. In response Medusa merely leaned forward and closed the distance between them, her dark purple lips in stark contrast to the hero in training's more natural ones. As she felt Hercules lean into the kiss after a few seconds she quickly pushed her tongue into his mouth before pulling it back out again, enjoying the surprised expression on the demi-god's face before she pulled away from him.
"There's your answer hero boy." said Medusa as she turned to head out of the temple, motioning the Hercules to follow her as she did so.
Meanwhile up on top of Mount Olympus two gods were looking down through a portal in the clouds at Hercules and the gorgon, each having watched the past hours events with interest. One of the godly beings was Aphrodite, overjoyed at what had just taken place in the abandoned temple. The other was Hypnos, pleased but rather bored with what had taken place on the Earth below them.
"Well that little piece of drama is over then." said Hypnos bluntly as he turned away from the portal and looked at the clouds surrounding the home of the Olympians, a hint of envy in his eyes as he looked at the home of the Olympians.
"It was so perfect." said Aphrodite dreamily. "The hero and the monster falling for each other fully, accepting one another for who they are."
"I get it Aphrodite. No need to make an epic poem out of it." muttered Hypnos in boredom.
"Hey when love triumphs it makes me happy, all right?" said Aphrodite in annoyance as she turned to look over at the God of Sleep.
"You don't see me getting ecstatic when sleep overcomes someone." retorted Hypnos.
"Mmphh that's because you're always so monotone." said Aphrodite as she closed the viewing portal with a click of her fingers. The Goddess of Love's expression then changed to one of deep thought, during which Hypnos turned around to face her.
"What's on your mind?" asked Hypnos dryly.
"They're a perfect pair. The romance has let Medusa deal with her past and Hercules fall head over heels in love…" muttered Aphrodite as she thought.
"But?" asked Hypnos bluntly.
"Zeus would never allow it." said Aphrodite as she looked back up at her fellow god. "Hera probably wouldn't mind since Hercules is happy but Zeus would never accept it, he's too stubborn."
"Let that be Hercules problem. I'm sure daddy's boy would be able to convince his farther somehow." replied Hypnos with disinterest. "Besides the boy has many Olympians who would be on his side in such a disagreement." The God of Sleep then frowned as he noticed that the Goddess of Love was ignoring him.
"I've got it!" said Aphrodite happily, going back to her lovey-dovey state….much to Hypnos's dismay. She then pointed at her fellow god as she continued speaking. "You are going to stop Zeus and anyone else from finding out about their romance until they decided to tell him!"
"I'm not going to do that." said Hypnos in disagreement.
"Oh yes you are." said Aphrodite as she poked the God of Sleep in the chest once per word.
"Why will I then?" asked Hypnos in annoyance at the goddess's pestering.
"Because one, you seem to have a soft spot for that gorgon." said Aphrodite as she held up one finger.
"I was merely doing what was right on that day." countered Hypnos.
"Two, you don't get on well with Athena and this would be a perfect way to attack her, considering how Hercules seems to be feeling no love towards Athena at the moment." said Aphrodite as she held up a second finger.
"I attack Athena by causing her soldiers to fall asleep and allow Spartan spies to enter Athens and it's military." countered Hypnos once more.
"Three you owe me a favour." said Aphrodite as she held up a third finger. "You begged me to help you when you fell in love with Pasithea and I agreed on the condition that if I ever needed help with something love related you would aid me."
"T..that was a thousand years ago." stuttered out Hypnos in a failed attempt at countering the claim. "And I did not beg you for help. I merely asked for it."
"Mmphh, sure you didn't. Must be my imagination that you were down on your knees begging me for my help in wooing Pasithea." said the Aphrodite with amusement as a blush appeared on the normally neutral god's face. "And besides it would be so embarrassing if word got out about how you, the ancient powerful God of Sleep, begged the Goddess of Love for help."
"Fine I'll help you." grumbled Hypnos in defeat and embarrassment.
"I somehow knew you would." said Aphrodite with a smirk.
"I better get back to my temple, no doubt Pasithea will need help with the child." said Hypnos as the blush faded away.
"You two had another child?" asked Aphrodite in disbelief, Hypnos merely nodding in reply. "How do you two have so many?"
"I can't help myself. Pasithea is just so irresistible." said Hypnos a blush returned to his face. "With her slender body, her long black hair, her pale skin, her welcoming lips…"
"Enough information, I get the picture Hypnos." said Aphrodite quickly. "Just remember to keep watch over Hercules and Medusa."
"Don't worry I will. They'll write stories about those two mortals someday….and we both know that I need to get more mentions in stories." said Hypnos before he began to disappearing into a black and white spiral. "Hercules and the Gorgon, has a nice ring to it."
An unknown man rapes Medusa instead of Poseidon because I cannot imagined Disney's Poseidon doing such a thing, he's loveable dim-witted Popo in this version of the myths.
Hypnos comment about his lack of appearances in stories if a reference to how I've barely found any infomation on him in my research. I only found two myths he appears in, each appearance a very brief one.
So I hope you've all enjoyed this fanfic, I know I've enjoyed writing it. I'll have to see if there's any other Hercules and Medusa pairing fanfics on this site sometime, I quite like this pairing. And if there aren't any it would be nice if someone wrote some more (hint hint wink wink).
Regardless thank you to everyone who has either read, favorited, followed or reviwed this fanfic. I'm still suprised by the response this has gotten, I was expect four maybe five views when I published the first chapter, not one hundred. Now it's gotten to around five hundred views and I'm still suprsied by the response.
September was the first time I watched the Hercules movie since 2001 or 2002 and I watched a couple episodes of the show after it...I barely remembered anything other than that Hades was awesome with his James Woods voice and that there was an episode of the TV show where he tricked the other gods into swimming in the pool of forgetfullness, well that and Aphrodite song and her appearance in a shell during the Pygmalion episode. I'll never forget that damn song of hers, nor will my mother who sings it whenever someone mentions Aphrodite. Yet I forgot everyone one else, I had zero recollection of Icarus or Cassandra for instance. Which is strange since I was obsessed with that show as a child, which shows considering my obsession with Greek Mythology (it's up their with my Paleontology obsession). Yet if proves that we do forget things, even the things we love. Thus I will now be watching the show at least once every two years from now on.
Anyway I thank you all once more for reading (and hopefully enjoying) Hercules and the Gorgon.