((Whoop, whoop! *dances* Sucky first chapter time! Okay, so...just a couple little things I wanted to say before-hand. I have decided whether or not to bring Persephone into this fan fiction, and the answer is...No. I'm just kidding, of course she's gonna be here! :D I'm going to be posting a character design of her, and a couple OCs that aren't from the original film on my backup DeviantART account (I'll leave a link in the next chapter hopefully.) Hope you guys have a blessed day!))
CyberFlaneuse: Thank you for the encouragement! And I'm glad you like fluffiness, because...that's ALL the first 5-10 chapters are going to be. XD
asuvsuofa: Haha, and I can't wait to write this story. Thank you for asking me to include Persephone, I'm really hoping she'll add a little something more to this. :D
Laughs4life: Aww, you're so sweet! *huggles* I might just take you up on that offer sometime in the future. You can never really tell what's the original version of the myths on the internet sometimes. Also, your suggestion got me thinking like crazy! I've twisted it a little bit, but the basic idea for Persephone's role in this story is based around that. So thank you so much!
Xitan22: Hehe, I hope you like this story too. Thank you all again! 3
Looking up at the new constellation in the sky, the one that was made in MY honor...I-I didn't think anything could be brighter. "Yeah, I had a dream once. I dreamed I was gonna train the greatest hero there eveh was. So great, the gods wuld hang a picture of 'im in the stars...all across the sky. And people would say "that's Phil's boy", that's right! "
Hercules smiled at the memory of his first meeting with the satyr who was still crying tears of pure joy at the moment. Who would've thought I would make it this far? Hercules was brought out of his day-dreaming when he felt something lean against him. He looked down at the person standing beside him, Meg. Her once sad and lonely eyes now filled with peace and happiness, and the crimson blush that suddenly painted her cheeks now matched the color of her lips. She pealed her eyes away from his, and let a nervous laugh escape, which Hercules returned. Yeah, I stand corrected...that just outshone the stars.
Draping his arm around her thin shoulders, Hercules pulled Meg closer, and leaned his head against her's. Even through the underworld and back, metaphorically and quite literally, he could still smell the sweet, lavender fragranced perfume she used to scent her hair. Without noticing, both sighed in unison; whether it be out of relief or bliss, neither knew...or cared. But based on how Meg practically leaned her whole weight on him, Hercules could tell she was exhausted. Though, who could blame her? "...Tired, my love?" He teased, redeeming himself by kissing her forehead.
Humming a chuckle, she turned and draped her arms around his neck. Which isn't an overly simple task because of how tall he is. "No-" she began in a sleepy, yet joking tone of voice. "-I've only battled monsters, defeated the lord of the underworld, rescued Mount Olympus, and saved a damsel in distress all in one night." She paused; "Oh wait...that was you, wasn't it?"
He smirked, and wrapped his arms around her waist, trapping her in his hold. "Now who said anything about you being a damsel in distress? Last time I checked...you're my big, tough girl. You're the one who saved me. I couldn't have done any of those things without you." He replied, lowering his head so his nose was barely touching her's.
Trying to keep a straight face, she closed her violet eyes. "I wasn't talking about me...I was talking about Phil."
Hercules couldn't suppress the laugh that escaped his lips. With every breath she took, he couldn't help but find something else to fall in love with. Lifting her off the ground to where her feet just dangled, he pulled her even closer to his chest, still being careful not to hurt her at the same time though. "You and that sarcasm."
"...It's been my greatest companion these past 17 years." She whispered in a mocking tone of voice, but a smile crept through it.
Hercules smiled back, but was too dazed to think of a reply. The way her curly, auburn hair fell across her face, and the way her breath tickled his skin was almost over-powering his senses. Her eyes were beaming, which was something he'd only seen as of recently. There first date just hours before; it was the best day he'd had in a really long time. No worries or responsibilities, just Meg and himself. There was only one thing he didn't like...that sadness that once filled her eyes. The way she had slumped over when telling him that sometimes it was better to be alone. Since nobody could hurt you. Lifting his hand, he moved his fingers gingerly along her cheek.
Once his fingers made contact with her skin; she couldn't help but tilt her head towards his hand, close her eyes, and sigh with satisfaction. The chill that ran up her spine did little to help keep herself under control.
If someone had told Meg a couple of days ago all that would happen up to this point, she would have just laughed in their faces and walked away. Never in her mind did she think she would be free of Hades, but even more than that...I didn't think I'd ever fall in love again. Through her thoughts, she heard Hercules whispering something to her. "...I love you."
Her voice got caught in her throat, and tears threatened to escape. How can three simple words have such an effect on a person? Opening her eyes, she looked into his. They were filled with so much care and tenderness, something you wouldn't expect from such a person at a passing glance. The first time she met Wonderboy, she really did think he was a self-absorbed jerk that just- came off as this innocent farm boy. But no, past his rippling pectorals was a clumsy little kid that didn't really fit into his own sandals. This caused a small chuckle to escape, which finally released the bubble that seemed to be wedged in her throat. "...I love you too."
He started leaning towards her, and she did the same in return. And just as their lips were only about an inch apart- "Kiiiids?!" Phil warned in a scolding motherly tone with his bushy eyebrows raised, and his arms crossed over his round chest. "Can't seem to catch a break, can we?" Hercules whispered, before backing his head away, just out of kissing rage to calm his friend. And Meg, a bit more reluctantly, did the same. As much as that little goat-man got on her nerves sometimes, she did like him. They shared a more love/hate relationship, as most people would call it.
Phil groaned and slapped Hercules on the knee. "Yeah? Well, ya aint gonna be catchin' ANY break if those news reporters, OR fan girls, catch ya swapin' spit with miss goo goo eyes here." Phil's shoulders then popped and his eyes grew wide. Uh-oh, here it comes. Hercules thought. He knew that reaction all too well. Phil's thinking again. "'Ey, wait a minute! This might be a good thing...we can put 'er in the merchandise!" He finally said, gesturing towards Meg with a finger.
"What?!" They both cried at the same time, exchanging glances at one another before returning their attention back towards the satyr. "No, no, no, no, no...just hear me out! I know what you're thinkin', but-"
"Phil! ...Meg's NOT a novelty you can just add to your collection! You can't just-" but Phil interrupted him. "If the two of ya are together, then she's in this charade whether she likes it or not! These people find out that THEIR hero just got a girlfriend, and it'll be non-stop with th'questions. You'd have to lock 'er in a room for them NOT to find out!"
"Would you both just stop it?!" Meg finally yelled out over their bickering. "You're acting like a couple of 2 year olds! And you're talking about me as if I'm not even standing here...don't you think I should have a say in this?" Hercules silently nodded, but Phil shook his head. "...No."
"Phil?!" Hercules threatened, but stopped his tirade when he felt Meg's hand on his shoulder. "It's been a long night, or...day?...Well, whatever you want to call it! Can't we just talk about this later?" She practically begged, her own eyes feeling heavy from lack of sleep.
Hercules looked over at Phil quizzically as he pulled Meg close to his chest. She didn't care that Phil was watching; she put her head against Herc's shoulder and closed her eyes, nearly asleep within seconds of having someone carrying her weight. Phil breathed a long sigh, but nodded his head. "Okay, okay...but don't think I ain't bringin' this back up later."
Meg nodded her head back instinctively, whether he agreed to back off or not. Hercules smiled down at her, and as subtly as possible, picked her up bridal style. She barely stirred, and let her head fall back. Herc didn't seem to like the way she went limp like that though; for one thing, it looked pretty uncomfortable, but it mostly reminded him of when he came back to find her dead. He moved her head over so it laid against his chest, and the corner of her mouth lifted into a small smile as she nuzzled closer. She was too tired to protest, and was already asleep by the time he picked her up.
Pegasus trotted back over to Hercules and Phil after being given some warm praises and affection from Hercules' foster parents, Alcmene and Amphitryon. Once seeing the sleeping woman he snorted a small snicker, and nudged Herc's shoulder. "Heh...Yeah, I think we should probably take her home...too. Ugh-" Hercules then looked a bit confused, darting his head back and forth between his two friends, and Megara. "Uhm, did...Meg ever tell you where she lived?" He quietly asked the satyr and winged horse. Pegasus shrugged his shoulders, and let out inaudible tweets and snorts that only Hercules and Phil could understand.
Phil walked towards Hercules. "Kid, she DID work for-" he didn't even want to say his name, so he continued. "I mean, she probably lived...there, in the underworld." He finished, trying not to take the subject too lightly, but still saying it in a gentle tone of voice. Hercules looked appalled though. Hades wouldn't have forced her to live in the underworld...would he?
"No...Okay, I know Hades is as low as they come, but...he wouldn't have gone as low as forcing her to live there?" Phil let another drawn out sigh escape his lips, this wasn't going to be an easy thing to say. "This is Hades you're talking about. He probably went even lower than that, you gotta remember...he owned Meg. He could do whatever the heck he wanted to 'er, and she couldn't have done much to stop 'im." He choked through his whisper.
Herc's eyes went wide, and he glanced down at the sleeping form he held in his arms, sympathy shining in his eyes. He couldn't imagine all the things she must have been through. And in a way; he didn't want to know, but at the same time...he did. It was a strange feeling.
"Come on kid...let's get ya home. You need some rest too." Phil encouraged, guiding Hercules towards Pegasus. The horse lied down on his stomach so his friend could get on easier without disturbing Meg, and then they took off into the sky. Without their hero, the crowds of people finally decided to venture off to where-ever their destination was before Hades and the Titans had attacked. It was once again, a typical day for the people of Thebes. It wouldn't have been complete without the monsters, and world domination attempt...now would it?
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