16 Years Later…

"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" Galatea called, her brown hair going down to the center of her back. She looked exactly like the other Galatea- the one that Hercules created from clay- with help from Aphrodite. Well, almost exactly, the difference were her eyes and curves…She was very curvy.

Her white and purple tunic hugged her hips.

"First day fun?" Meg called from the kitchen.

"High school? It's alright." Galatea shrugged. She shrugged and her visible, creamy shoulders glistened.

That night there was a breeze and Galatea sat up in bed. Hades sat in front of her. Galatea screamed.

Hercules and Meg came running.

"Let her go Hades!" Hercules yelled, pulling out his sword. Meg stood there, staring.

"In exchange for Nutmeg? I have missed her…16 years…"

"For nothing." Galatea looked back and forth between Hades and her dad. How did they know eachother? Why…it was so confusing…maybe it had to do with all those plays about Hercules…she'd never seen it though…she thought it looked cheesy. She never knew Herc was her dad. God, she felt dumb.

Then, feeling how evil Hades was, she grabbed him and threw him out the window.

"Got Zeus's and Hercules' strength do ya? You're just a girl." He laughed. And snapped. "I have a proposition for you." Hercules and Megara were trapped in Hades' clutches. "You…give me your soul…to set them free…or…they die, and you live forever with the guilt on your shoulders."

Galatea looked at her parents, she shook her head. "No." She said sadly. Hercules used the distraction to set him and Meg free.

"NOOOOO!" Hades yelled.

"No. You won't win. Not ever," Galatea finished, now grinning.

And then Hades was gone.

Galatea turned around to face her parents.

"I think it's time…I learned the truth."

…...

"So my grandpa…mine," Galatea pointed to herself. "Is Zeus and you're Hercules, the one that saved the cosmos and Megara…his girl…" Galatea felt incredibly stupid now. She laid back into the seat. "Why?"

"That's how it works hon." Her parents started before Gal interrupted.

"No…that's awesome…but lying?" She got to her feet. "I need some time to think about this." A demi-god! Her! She left, and went to school that morning.

Then, out of a chariot stepped Athes- prince of Thrace. He was tan, tall, muscular, blond…The guy every girl wanted to be with, the one every guy envied.

She found herself staring.

"Galatea?" A voice called. She turned to see Cassandra. "I saw you get hurt…but…you're here?" Cassandra stated, but it blurred into a question.

"I'm going to earn my right on Mount Olympus." Galatea stated, fierce.

Then she ditched school and ran off.

…...

"Pain! Panic!" Hades yelled. And the imps came running. "We need a new minion. Go to the Academy and take someone little Gal would try to save…that little heroine. She escaped me twice already!"

"Y..Ye…Yes…s…sir…sir…" Panic stuttered.

Then the little minions of Hades transformed into Athes' guards.

"Help!" Athes screamed. "Guards I demand you put me down!"

Pain and Panic just grinned.

There pain went off without a hitch- well maybe getting rid of the real guards and getting Athes alone…that kid sure was popular. He seemed to surrounded by fan girls all the time!

"Here you go boss!" the imps told Hades, tossing Athes over to him. And they transformed back to regular forms.

"What?" The heir to throne of Thrace questioned.

"I've got a proposition for you." Hades said…he said that a lot didn't he? "I need you to stay here. The only way to do that…you sell your soul to me."

"Why?"

"BECAUSE!" Hades roared, his hair bursting into a flame in the one second. Then he calmed himself. "I'm Hades. God. Lord of Underworld. I can give you back something you have lost…" He motioned to River Styx.

Athes walked over and casually glanced at the sea of green water full of souls.

"There must be somebody you miss."

"I guess…not really."

"What? No girlfriend, no tragic death in the family?"

"No…I don't have a girlfriend." Athes told him.

"Oh…maybe I could make a little arrangement then…" This was going to be way easier than Hades had anticipated.

…...

Galatea couldn't exactly go to Phil. Everyone would be expecting that. So, she made the journey up the mountain to Zeus' temple and sat on the steps outside.

Tears fell to the ground as she wept.

"Now granddaughter, you're in my presence. Don't cry." A stone hand surrounded her and a voice boomed.

She was frightened and tried to get away then stopped.

"Grandpa?" She asked, looking at the statue of Zeus.

He roared with laughter and said, "It's been so long. At last you finally know. We were all starting to wonder if you'd ever find out!"

"We?" Galatea asked skeptically.

"The Gods and myself of course!"

"Oh." Duh.

"You already have the brains, strength and courage. But do you have the heart?"

And he turned back to stone.

"No! Wait! For what? To join you?" She yelled up to the sky, the statue, the ceiling…in that general direction.

She got no reply- she she'd go with what her impression was.

She did want to join the gods. She felt like…she didn't fit in sometimes…and maybe it was because she's supposed to be an immortal on Mt. Olympus!

Now all she had to do was prove her heart worthy…and just what exactly did that mean?