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Remember how Ouranos was overthrown by Kronos and how Kronos was overthrown by Zeus? Well, what happens if Zeus was offered a prophesy millennia ago that stated that he would be overthrown one day? What will happen?

1750 years ago: Hera's P.o.v

I am beyond furious. I am completely seething with my temper that is as fiery as the depths of Mount Etna. How dare he do this to me again? I absolutely hate Zeus! He is such a jerk to me, and I have to put up with it without escaping this torture, because my domain is "marriage." How stupid is that! I can't divorce him, because of my domain fighting against me. Also, there's fact that I love him hopelessly. I love him, but he will never love me back. I stare into the icy blue depths of his eyes, and I know that he holds no remorse about it.

"You always do this," I screeched.

I flash out of the throne room into my own temple. I sit down in front of a mirror and stare, stare at my reflection. Who am I? A hopeless soul? A miserable wretch? What am I? A misfortuned mother? I glance into my light brown eyes and glare. I hate this. Why, oh why can't I be mortal? I could just die and move on in life. But, no, I have to have a burden worse than Tartarus. My own marriage is a love hate, mis-shapen chaos, a feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health, loving hatred! It's miserable. My husband who I love, cheats on me with hundreds of women. I frown at my reflection, and my eyes are puffy and red with tears rolling down my cheeks. Now, my "husband" confronts me with news that his new child "Heracles." Just the name alone makes me think that he is going to be his pride and joy. I just wish that when Zeus proposed that I said no. I could have avoided this whole mess. I glower at beautiful wedding ring with a sapphire in the middle of the gold. Its blue color is the same color as his eyes, the warm color that reminds you that you will always be safe, the color that shows that he cares. I miss it when he used to actually care about me and never cheat. What did I do wrong? Am I not pretty enough? I gaze at my brown hair, maybe it isn't curly enough? What did I do to have him not love me anymore? Maybe, I can get revenge on his children, and he will realize his mistakes and come back to me.

Zeus' p.o.v

"Hera, honey, I have something to tell you," I calmly sat Hera down on her throne and took her hand into mine.

"What is it love," she asked, her brown eyes shining.

"I um, had another child named Hercules," I mumbled.

"You always do this!" she stared blankly at me and shouted after a minute of silence. She flashed out of the room, letting me know how much I broke her. Aphrodite seemed to overhear as she walked in the throne room and approached me, "You are a jerk, Zeus. You will rue the day that you did that to her." She left the room as I proceeded to chuckle. Whatever. Heracles is my pride and joy. He has great potential.

Summer Solstice: 1750 years ago: Hermes' p.o.v

My favorite aunt and uncle never came back. I miss them so much at the Olympian council meetings. They need to come back. Aunt Hestia still chats to me, but avoids the council meetings like the plague. Hades, my favorite uncle, kept his word and never stepped foot on Olympus. He added such brilliant ideas to our meetings, that I miss him. Hestia always kept the peace, now, without her, the meetings go way out of hand. Only if they could come back…

"Hermes, wake up!" Zeus commanded.

"Oh sorry, I um was drifting away in my thoughts," I smoothly replied.

"Well, we were just about to propose ideas," he stated. "So, yeah, any ideas?"

Hera stood up and said, "Well Olympian Council, I propose the idea that Leto should be imprisoned. After all, she is a Titaness. She is a threat to us all." She emphasized.

Artemis and Apollo stood up outraged and simultaneously shouted, "She's our mother. How dare you?"

"Silence," Zeus bellowed. "Let us take a vote. All hands up who support; those who oppose. It's is settled. Leto shall be imprisoned."

1749 years ago: Hera's p.o.v

I quietly waltzed up to the window. I am in a little green clearing right outside of the city. Where specifically? Just right outside of the window to Heracles' crib. I will admit, he is cute with his father's black hair and olive colored skin, but he deserves to die. I look inside and summon two snakes in the crib that hiss loudly. Yes, my work is done. I walk away, when I hear the baby cry, the snakes' hiss fades away. What's going on? I run back to look inside, when I see two dead snakes crushed to death by Heracles' meaty little toddler hands. Dang it. "I curse thee Heracles. One day you will have 10 labors from the king, but two of them you shall fail, and will then have two more to do instead. By the end, you will die." I whispered, and a golden glow surrounded Heracles. My work is complete.

1719 years ago: Zeus' p.o.v

NO! He did not just do that, he did. He went into the underworld. My Heracles…. Why did he have to die? The Fates must have cursed him to this miserable life for some reason.

"Fellow Olympian gods, " I quietly started speaking during our meeting where we were observing Heracles. "I believe that he should be made a god for his heroic deeds. " I slowly lifted my thunderbolt to the sky and put a constellation in the sky to remember this hero. I glance at the other gods to see their reactions. My eyes scanned over mostly blank expression until I got to Hera. She was seething mad again. Oh no, not another one of her headaches.

"Those who support him being a god?" Most of the gods agreed. "The decision is final. Hercules will be a god."

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