Annie: I hope you like this, a good choice.
Artic(fuzzi)fox: Cliffies are fun, the scale is kind of balanced on this one.
Tessa: one or the other? I hope you like how it turned out
BIRDee: ranting is good, hope you like the turn out
Megara stared hopelessly at Hercules, his blue eyes eyeing her with no recognition, until she saw him give her a small wink. Megara was sure she had imagined it, but a strong will inside her told her that he had winked at her. Megara turned to stare at Aeneas. He smiled wickedly at her, and her expression turned cold and distant.
"Times a wasting, I'll pick for you if you can't decide." Aeneas said, laughing.
"That won't be necessary." Megara said holding her head up high. Megara walked up to the bucket filled with the Lethe water. Aeneas stepped in front of her.
"You will risk losing all your memories? Just so your boyfriend won't hurt you? Have you lost your mind?" Aeneas cried.
"Not yet." smiled Megara, as she picked up the bucket. Aeneas held on to the bucket as well.
"You'll be mine no matter what you choose." Whispered Aeneas, grabbing the bucket from her hands.
"Allow me," Hercules said coming forward, his face unreadable. Aeneas smiled as he handed the bucket to Hercules. Aeneas stepped behind Megara holding her arms behind her.
"Think I'm stupid? Your not getting me wet with that water unless you get her too." Said Aeneas holding her arms tighter.
"I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about, put her forward." Said Hercules. Aeneas pushed her forward, his hands on her back.
"If you will do the honors." Said Aeneas. Megara squirmed in his grasp, finally freeing one of her arms, punching Aeneas in the nose. The guards grabbed her before she could do anymore. Aeneas walked up to her and slapped her on across the face. Aeneas looked at Hercules for a reaction, seeing none, he pulled Megara forward as she dropped her head, as Hercules dipped the bucket slowly, allowing droplets of water to fall oh her head.
"Faster, please!" Aeneas said impatiently. Hercules looked at him and threw the water in his direction hitting him straight in the face, splashing him with water. Hercules quickly grabbed Meg out of harm's way.
"You all right?" he said hugging her.
"I know who you are, Hercules, I think that's good enough." Meg said hugging him back. Hercules quickly picked her up, and ran out of the palace.
Hercules placed a small bag of ice on Megara's cheek. She groaned slightly as he gently touched it.
"I thought that princes were spoiled, weak things, how come he can hit so hard?" said Megara as she removed the bag.
"It doesn't matter now, are you sure you didn't lose any previous memories?" Hercules asked.
"How am I supposed to know, I can't remember what I've forgotten, if I don't know. Aeneas mention a child though, a girl, although I can't remember anything about it, do you think he was telling the truth?" Megara asked.
"Your guess is as good as mine, I don't know." said Hercules sitting next to her. Meg leaned back on him.
"The thing is, if I had a child, what happened to her?" asked Meg. Hercules shrugged and turned to her kissing her on the lips.
"I really wish I could help." Hercules said, running his fingers through her hair.
"So do I." Whispered Meg "You know this is a stupid question to ask right now, but I think you need to take your mind off the bad things for a while, so..........................when would you like to get married?" asked Hercules kissing her cheek. Meg smiled.
"As soon as possible." She said kissing him back.
A year past between our loving couple as preparations for the wedding took longer than expected with monsters wanting to challenge our hero. Megara had already picked out her dress, and the town was getting anxious as the week before the wedding finally came. Reporters wouldn't leave her alone, so she stayed inside the villa most of the time, cleaning to occupy her time. Hercules would usually arrive late because the monsters never wanted to back down. Frustrated with staying inside, she took her long hair out of its usual ponytail, put a cloak with a hood on it and walked outside into the marketplace, hoping that no one would notice her. Being in the sun was like a taste of freedom , she hadn't been outside in about a month. She looked around the crowded market place, avoiding all the Hercules shops was impossible, the town seemed to depend on his profits along with him to defend their city-states as well. She stopped short in front of a shop and saw figurines of Hercules and her self, along with a collection of scrolls about the two of them. She shook her head out of annoyance, she loved Hercules with all her heart, but she tired of being part of the media's scam for a couple bucks. A six-year-old girl with lavender eyes, and shoulder length blonde hair brushed by her and picked up one of the figurines and looked at it with curiosity.
"Something wrong?" she asked the girl. The young girl shook her hair, and continued to look at the figurine.
"You sure?" Meg asked. The girl looked up at Megara.
"It's hard to explain." the girl whispered.
"Cleantha!" called a voice from the other side of the store. The girl smiled and walked away, giving Meg a short wave. Meg stared at her retreating figure.
"Cleantha.........Cleantha, I've heard that name before, and her eyes.....they were just like mine. Cleantha...........Cleantha......Cleantha?" Meg mused, and sighed with aggravation. She hated it when a nagging memory came into her head and she couldn't figure where it belonged. Irritated she walked out of the store.
"They say it will be a wedding like no other!" she heard a villager exclaim with excitement, talking to a large group of people.
"I think everyone in the city-state is invited, along with others, royals are coming as well!" A woman said sighing. Meg turned away from the group, but everywhere she turned she ran into people talking about the wedding. Too clouded with thoughts, she decided to go back to the villa for some rest.
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Artic(fuzzi)fox: Cliffies are fun, the scale is kind of balanced on this one.
Tessa: one or the other? I hope you like how it turned out
BIRDee: ranting is good, hope you like the turn out
Megara stared hopelessly at Hercules, his blue eyes eyeing her with no recognition, until she saw him give her a small wink. Megara was sure she had imagined it, but a strong will inside her told her that he had winked at her. Megara turned to stare at Aeneas. He smiled wickedly at her, and her expression turned cold and distant.
"Times a wasting, I'll pick for you if you can't decide." Aeneas said, laughing.
"That won't be necessary." Megara said holding her head up high. Megara walked up to the bucket filled with the Lethe water. Aeneas stepped in front of her.
"You will risk losing all your memories? Just so your boyfriend won't hurt you? Have you lost your mind?" Aeneas cried.
"Not yet." smiled Megara, as she picked up the bucket. Aeneas held on to the bucket as well.
"You'll be mine no matter what you choose." Whispered Aeneas, grabbing the bucket from her hands.
"Allow me," Hercules said coming forward, his face unreadable. Aeneas smiled as he handed the bucket to Hercules. Aeneas stepped behind Megara holding her arms behind her.
"Think I'm stupid? Your not getting me wet with that water unless you get her too." Said Aeneas holding her arms tighter.
"I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about, put her forward." Said Hercules. Aeneas pushed her forward, his hands on her back.
"If you will do the honors." Said Aeneas. Megara squirmed in his grasp, finally freeing one of her arms, punching Aeneas in the nose. The guards grabbed her before she could do anymore. Aeneas walked up to her and slapped her on across the face. Aeneas looked at Hercules for a reaction, seeing none, he pulled Megara forward as she dropped her head, as Hercules dipped the bucket slowly, allowing droplets of water to fall oh her head.
"Faster, please!" Aeneas said impatiently. Hercules looked at him and threw the water in his direction hitting him straight in the face, splashing him with water. Hercules quickly grabbed Meg out of harm's way.
"You all right?" he said hugging her.
"I know who you are, Hercules, I think that's good enough." Meg said hugging him back. Hercules quickly picked her up, and ran out of the palace.
Hercules placed a small bag of ice on Megara's cheek. She groaned slightly as he gently touched it.
"I thought that princes were spoiled, weak things, how come he can hit so hard?" said Megara as she removed the bag.
"It doesn't matter now, are you sure you didn't lose any previous memories?" Hercules asked.
"How am I supposed to know, I can't remember what I've forgotten, if I don't know. Aeneas mention a child though, a girl, although I can't remember anything about it, do you think he was telling the truth?" Megara asked.
"Your guess is as good as mine, I don't know." said Hercules sitting next to her. Meg leaned back on him.
"The thing is, if I had a child, what happened to her?" asked Meg. Hercules shrugged and turned to her kissing her on the lips.
"I really wish I could help." Hercules said, running his fingers through her hair.
"So do I." Whispered Meg "You know this is a stupid question to ask right now, but I think you need to take your mind off the bad things for a while, so..........................when would you like to get married?" asked Hercules kissing her cheek. Meg smiled.
"As soon as possible." She said kissing him back.
A year past between our loving couple as preparations for the wedding took longer than expected with monsters wanting to challenge our hero. Megara had already picked out her dress, and the town was getting anxious as the week before the wedding finally came. Reporters wouldn't leave her alone, so she stayed inside the villa most of the time, cleaning to occupy her time. Hercules would usually arrive late because the monsters never wanted to back down. Frustrated with staying inside, she took her long hair out of its usual ponytail, put a cloak with a hood on it and walked outside into the marketplace, hoping that no one would notice her. Being in the sun was like a taste of freedom , she hadn't been outside in about a month. She looked around the crowded market place, avoiding all the Hercules shops was impossible, the town seemed to depend on his profits along with him to defend their city-states as well. She stopped short in front of a shop and saw figurines of Hercules and her self, along with a collection of scrolls about the two of them. She shook her head out of annoyance, she loved Hercules with all her heart, but she tired of being part of the media's scam for a couple bucks. A six-year-old girl with lavender eyes, and shoulder length blonde hair brushed by her and picked up one of the figurines and looked at it with curiosity.
"Something wrong?" she asked the girl. The young girl shook her hair, and continued to look at the figurine.
"You sure?" Meg asked. The girl looked up at Megara.
"It's hard to explain." the girl whispered.
"Cleantha!" called a voice from the other side of the store. The girl smiled and walked away, giving Meg a short wave. Meg stared at her retreating figure.
"Cleantha.........Cleantha, I've heard that name before, and her eyes.....they were just like mine. Cleantha...........Cleantha......Cleantha?" Meg mused, and sighed with aggravation. She hated it when a nagging memory came into her head and she couldn't figure where it belonged. Irritated she walked out of the store.
"They say it will be a wedding like no other!" she heard a villager exclaim with excitement, talking to a large group of people.
"I think everyone in the city-state is invited, along with others, royals are coming as well!" A woman said sighing. Meg turned away from the group, but everywhere she turned she ran into people talking about the wedding. Too clouded with thoughts, she decided to go back to the villa for some rest.
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