Post by megarafan on May 26, 2011 2:33:52 GMT -5
I was in the midst of my depression the other day, certain dramas came up so I've decided to make a fan fiction of Disney's Hercules. While doing a music video of it. It's still unfinished though.
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Prologue
“Papa, what’s happening?”
“Don’t look sweetie, it’ll be over soon, I promise”
The ground trembled as wooden chariots raced down the street, blood spilled everywhere, Creon hid his daughter away from the disastrous sight of cadavers lying freshly wounded on the dusty floor begging for mercy, Megara wept as she saw her friends slowly being slaughtered, being taken away from their parents, She hid away from the horrible view of blood soaked citizens of Crete under the bright red sun. Creon hid her daughter in a close indent silently waiting for the mongolians to retreat from where they are at. He went out from the indent and carried Meg, He ran over the shaded apple stand and hid her under the carriage full of blood soaked apple, Creon rushed off away from her as he tried to reach back to their home and take whatever there was left to take. Meg hugged her knees as she waited under the apple cart. She trembled from the horrible sight of the dead man who once sold her fresh apples, who was a father of the now dead bestfriend of Meg.
Everything fell silent after the great ambush of the mongolians in Crete. A storm of foggy dust started to clear out and Meg could able to make a clear vision of her father retrieving from where he came from. She crawled out of the apple cart and smiled as she ran towards her father from a foggy distance, as she drew in nearer, Creon fell on his knees and collapsed suddenly, A mongolian arrow stood straight thru his back, He creeped near as his life slowly being taken away by the poison arrow, he took the pendant off from his neck and grabbed Meg’s fumbling hands, He closed them tight with the pendant inside, She kneeled infront of her dying father and craddled him in her arms as he watched her daughter break in tears.
“My princess..”
“Papa, no...”
Meg hugged her father close and continued to cry silently she wiped her eyes with her wrist and opened her hand to see the pendant that’s been locked for nearly a while, Suddenly the ground began to tremble again, A horde of mongolians raised their flag as they yelled and wailed from a distance, Meg quickly pulled her father from the road but they were getting closer, Creon shoved his last strength and quickly pushed Megara away from the road as the mongolians crept near
“Megara, Go! Just go!”
“Papa, I can’t leave you, I’ll find someone who can cure you, I’ll seek out help”
She yanked her father’s arms trying to save him away from the incoming horde, But her father stood up and quickly pushed her away from the road, The Mongolians circled Creon as he fell onto the ground on his knees, Meg watched her father from the other side, from the indent where she secretly cried as they dangled up the body of her father, they laughed and threw him on the apple cart, Meg gasped aloud as they watched her father being torn apart to pieces, She slowly stepped back and fell onto an empty tower of cans, A thin Mongolian riding a flimsy horse caught her attention, They spoke words in their own language
“There! A child!”
“GET HER! I WANT HER DEAD!”
Meg knew she was in for a trouble, she ran to the other side of the narrowed walls as the mongolians followed her, The others went off to look for another passage to get to the other side they dragged their horses around the block to corner the girl, as the way began to narrow more, the mongolians could no longer continue walking thru, Meg finally got the chance to escape, The wailing mongolians couldn’t see her anymore as she secretly hid behind the trees, they stopped at the mouth of the forest
“Give it up Chu, She’s just a child anyway, who needs her?”
“You’re right, why are we chasing some brat when we could continue hunting for more of her here”
The Mongolians rushed off, But Megara ran as fast as she could trying to make way far from the village, Her dress was half ripped, her violet eyes twinkled little droplets of tears that made a blurry block of where she was headed to, or what was infront of her. She tripped on a rock and rolled down on the floor, crying. She never bothered to quickly stand up and keep running, or feel the bleeding wound she has on her legs.
The sky was finally covered with the dim twinkling blanket of night, The forest seemed dark and gloomy, She curled up on a nearby tree and lied under the roofing leaves by its branches. The moon was the only light there is to see what was surrounding her, She grabbed a blanket of leaves and wrapped it around her cold wet body, Her tired eyes began to hack in. And fell asleep while holding the pendant Creon gave her, still unopened.
“My little princess”
A woman, beautiful with eyes that are brown and hair that hanged freely in the air, she was everything that can completely sample the word beauty. Megara smiled and babbled baby words, her violet eyes shone brightly as she focused her sight on a little yellow doll the woman held waving it in the air. She tried to stand up reaching for the doll, Suddenly the background began to diminish and everything went utterly black, the woman disappeared, Meg fell in another dimension, she looked on her arms they seemed longer than she could remember, Her dress fell up to her feet, A light beamed towards where she was. With eyes squinted as the light swallowed her sight, The light shone brightly over her face she forwarded near the portal, and entered in, everything smelled sulfuric and blindingly dark, the water was quite green, a boatsman watched her as she reached for her Father’s soul, Creon smiled and pulled her close, she fell into the pool, souls swam over trying to take over her body, Meg tried to scream underwater, she kicked and tried to swim her way out, while seven souls held her arm. As her vision began to clear out, a blurry blue figure appeared to reach out for Meg’s body.
“Creon..”
Suddenly everything went black.
Flaming hair? Blue skin? What kind of creature is that? That saved me from drowning?.. Saved me from being overtaken by my Father’s soul?..
Next morning, the sun shone thru the leaves, everything looked greener, She rubbed her tiring eyes trying to edge the blurry figures around her, the bushes suddenly rustled, Meg quickly grabbed for a stone and threw it on the bushes, a loud thud with a sudden cry for pain reacted from the throw.
“WHY DID YOU DO THAT? OW..”
A young man that looked as if he was the same age as her stood up from the bushes and threw his weapon down on the ground, rubbing his head with a furrowed face looking at Meg.
“I’m so sorry, I thought you were.. Someone..”
“Yeah well next time you gotta give the guy some time to reveal himself first before aiming”
The boy ruffled his hair and shook his head, trying to fix himself, he quickly grabbed his arrow and bow again, and turned to her.
“Who are you?”
“The question here is, who are you?”
“Hey! I asked first!”
“But you started it first.”
“Fine, girls always win.” Said the boy with a sigh.
“I’m..” The young man climbed onto a huge boulder, with his chin up and his arms on both sides of waist he announced his name with a great pride.
“ACHILLES!” He jumped off quickly and turned back to her.
“Someday am gonna be a hero! I’m gonna fight off-“
“I didn’t ask” Meg raised one eyebrow and stared at him.
“Geez, you act so mature, Am just saying I mean-“
“I haven’t introduced myself yet.” Cut off by Meg.
“I’m Megara, call me Meg for short.”
Achilles narrowed his eyes on hers, and crept loser, Meg moved back slowly as he forwarded his face on hers.
“You have violet eyes, are you a creature?”
“NO, AND YOU ARE WEIRD.”
She pushed him away and shoved into the bushes turning her back, she walked away from him.
“So where are you headed at?”
“Somewhere away from you.”
“Don’t you like need anyhelp? You know..”
Achilles jumped infront of Meg, and swayed his blonde long hair.
“I can assist a damsel in distress”
“Charming, but no.”
Achilles grabbed his arrow and bow, he ran to Meg’s and grabbed her by the arm, Tugging her towards a nearby tree and stopped infront of it.
“Pretend this is a monster.”
“Okay-“
“Close your eyes!!” Achilles aimed the arrow at the tree and stepped back a few distance away from it, He hid inside the bushes nearby as Meg waited for him to end the game.
“Pretend you’re in danger”
“Ahhh I’m in danger, If only anyone was around to save me from this huge ferocious, man eating.. apple tree... Ah”
Meg danced around and held two branches on her waist pretending the tree was alive and held her in captive.
“NOT TO WORRY MY LADY! ACHILLES IS HERE TO SAVE YOU FROM THAT CREATURE WHO’S NOW ABOUT TO EAT YOUR HEAD OFF AND USE YOUR BODY FOR-“
“HELLO?! CAN WE GET TO THE POINT HERE!? BLABLABLA YOU SAVED ME, BLABLA THE FE-RO-CIOUS MONSTER IS DEAD BLABLA YOU’RE MY HERO, NOW CAN I GO?!”
“NO! WAIT”
Achilles held her arm as she threw the branches on the ground, She looked at him with an edge in her attitude.
“I can help you, look, I can shoot the arrow right at the tree”
He aimed the arrow, as he proudly stood on a stone, creeping near trying to pretend it was some gorgon that held Meg captive, she watched him with a straight glare waiting for this to end.
Recklessly Achilles crept closer and slipped down, the arrow was released and went off in a different direction, bouncing from tree to tree,And suddenly bounced towards Meg, She froze as the arrow flew towards her, she tried to dodge it,But the arrow was fast and quickly peeled off a thin skin from her arm as it passed beside her.
“HEY! YOU COULD’VE KILLED ME YOU KNOW!”
Achilles stood up whilst his grip punching onto his back, trying to crack it.
“I’m sorry! Here, Let me have a look on tha-“
“NO! I CAN HANDLE THIS! STOP HELPING”
“You’re so grumpy, I just wanna have a look on that, maybe I cou-“ “NO”
“Bu-“ “Leave me alone!!”
Meg ripped out a part of her hem and wrapped it around the wounded arm, she dashed off trying to keep her distance from Achilles, As he watched silently for her figure to fade. Meg looked back from him, and felt bad for taking off leaving a horrid attitude.
“Why do I have to feel so guilty..” She whispered.
She turned back and sighed, Achilles smiled at her and kept his weapon still in his pouch.
“I’m-“
“Sorry, yeah I know.”
“So.. you wanna start over?”
“Sure.” Meg warmed things up with a smile and turned to his sight.
“We should keep walking if you don’t wanna be eaten here alive”
Meg suddenly stopped and gave him a cold stare.
“I should stop talking, eh?”She nodded.
“So, Achilles,huh? Where did you come from? I mean I don’t see you in where I live.”
“I live at the eastern part of this forest, I took off when .. uh the horsemen ambushed our village... they were after me.. for some reason, talking in different voices..”
“Ah, same. What happened to your folks?”
“My parents?...” Suddenly the bright smile Meg knew, disappeared, he seemed quiet suddenly, He sighed and gripped his hands on the pouch he was holding. He was speechless and started to shrug..
“I’m..uh sorry-“
“No, Well.. What happened to them, they got killed while I was out watching the herd.
“You’re a shepherd?”
“Goat-“
“Goat, sheep cow whatever, they belong to the same line”
“No they don’t”
“ANYWAY”
After the conversation silence fell between them, they looked in different distances, Trying to search for a topic to start on a conversation.
“Uh, Meg, what happened to yours?”
“Mine? They killed uh.. My father. He stupidly took off and ran back to our house then they killed him while he was making a run for it”
“You’re so cold, why?”
“I’m always like this, what’s wrong with that?”
“Well it’s like you’re always not in the mood for talking”
“And?”
“And..” Meg glared at Achilles waiting for him to stop, She wasn’t honestly up for any conversations right now, and deep down she was too tired to think about what happened on that horrible day. That dream she had, Trying to seek out the hero who saved her from being possessed.
That blue boy, with flaming hair, who was he?
She tried to recall the features, tried to remember the face,but all she could remember was a blurry figure form of this secret hero in her dreams, she knew it wasn’t just a dream, it was somehow a sign, that this figure existed in reality and that she must’ve been brought in that dream so she could find the man who saved her.
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I'm still not done with Part 1. But I'm getting on to it.
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Prologue
“Papa, what’s happening?”
“Don’t look sweetie, it’ll be over soon, I promise”
The ground trembled as wooden chariots raced down the street, blood spilled everywhere, Creon hid his daughter away from the disastrous sight of cadavers lying freshly wounded on the dusty floor begging for mercy, Megara wept as she saw her friends slowly being slaughtered, being taken away from their parents, She hid away from the horrible view of blood soaked citizens of Crete under the bright red sun. Creon hid her daughter in a close indent silently waiting for the mongolians to retreat from where they are at. He went out from the indent and carried Meg, He ran over the shaded apple stand and hid her under the carriage full of blood soaked apple, Creon rushed off away from her as he tried to reach back to their home and take whatever there was left to take. Meg hugged her knees as she waited under the apple cart. She trembled from the horrible sight of the dead man who once sold her fresh apples, who was a father of the now dead bestfriend of Meg.
Everything fell silent after the great ambush of the mongolians in Crete. A storm of foggy dust started to clear out and Meg could able to make a clear vision of her father retrieving from where he came from. She crawled out of the apple cart and smiled as she ran towards her father from a foggy distance, as she drew in nearer, Creon fell on his knees and collapsed suddenly, A mongolian arrow stood straight thru his back, He creeped near as his life slowly being taken away by the poison arrow, he took the pendant off from his neck and grabbed Meg’s fumbling hands, He closed them tight with the pendant inside, She kneeled infront of her dying father and craddled him in her arms as he watched her daughter break in tears.
“My princess..”
“Papa, no...”
Meg hugged her father close and continued to cry silently she wiped her eyes with her wrist and opened her hand to see the pendant that’s been locked for nearly a while, Suddenly the ground began to tremble again, A horde of mongolians raised their flag as they yelled and wailed from a distance, Meg quickly pulled her father from the road but they were getting closer, Creon shoved his last strength and quickly pushed Megara away from the road as the mongolians crept near
“Megara, Go! Just go!”
“Papa, I can’t leave you, I’ll find someone who can cure you, I’ll seek out help”
She yanked her father’s arms trying to save him away from the incoming horde, But her father stood up and quickly pushed her away from the road, The Mongolians circled Creon as he fell onto the ground on his knees, Meg watched her father from the other side, from the indent where she secretly cried as they dangled up the body of her father, they laughed and threw him on the apple cart, Meg gasped aloud as they watched her father being torn apart to pieces, She slowly stepped back and fell onto an empty tower of cans, A thin Mongolian riding a flimsy horse caught her attention, They spoke words in their own language
“There! A child!”
“GET HER! I WANT HER DEAD!”
Meg knew she was in for a trouble, she ran to the other side of the narrowed walls as the mongolians followed her, The others went off to look for another passage to get to the other side they dragged their horses around the block to corner the girl, as the way began to narrow more, the mongolians could no longer continue walking thru, Meg finally got the chance to escape, The wailing mongolians couldn’t see her anymore as she secretly hid behind the trees, they stopped at the mouth of the forest
“Give it up Chu, She’s just a child anyway, who needs her?”
“You’re right, why are we chasing some brat when we could continue hunting for more of her here”
The Mongolians rushed off, But Megara ran as fast as she could trying to make way far from the village, Her dress was half ripped, her violet eyes twinkled little droplets of tears that made a blurry block of where she was headed to, or what was infront of her. She tripped on a rock and rolled down on the floor, crying. She never bothered to quickly stand up and keep running, or feel the bleeding wound she has on her legs.
The sky was finally covered with the dim twinkling blanket of night, The forest seemed dark and gloomy, She curled up on a nearby tree and lied under the roofing leaves by its branches. The moon was the only light there is to see what was surrounding her, She grabbed a blanket of leaves and wrapped it around her cold wet body, Her tired eyes began to hack in. And fell asleep while holding the pendant Creon gave her, still unopened.
“My little princess”
A woman, beautiful with eyes that are brown and hair that hanged freely in the air, she was everything that can completely sample the word beauty. Megara smiled and babbled baby words, her violet eyes shone brightly as she focused her sight on a little yellow doll the woman held waving it in the air. She tried to stand up reaching for the doll, Suddenly the background began to diminish and everything went utterly black, the woman disappeared, Meg fell in another dimension, she looked on her arms they seemed longer than she could remember, Her dress fell up to her feet, A light beamed towards where she was. With eyes squinted as the light swallowed her sight, The light shone brightly over her face she forwarded near the portal, and entered in, everything smelled sulfuric and blindingly dark, the water was quite green, a boatsman watched her as she reached for her Father’s soul, Creon smiled and pulled her close, she fell into the pool, souls swam over trying to take over her body, Meg tried to scream underwater, she kicked and tried to swim her way out, while seven souls held her arm. As her vision began to clear out, a blurry blue figure appeared to reach out for Meg’s body.
“Creon..”
Suddenly everything went black.
Flaming hair? Blue skin? What kind of creature is that? That saved me from drowning?.. Saved me from being overtaken by my Father’s soul?..
Next morning, the sun shone thru the leaves, everything looked greener, She rubbed her tiring eyes trying to edge the blurry figures around her, the bushes suddenly rustled, Meg quickly grabbed for a stone and threw it on the bushes, a loud thud with a sudden cry for pain reacted from the throw.
“WHY DID YOU DO THAT? OW..”
A young man that looked as if he was the same age as her stood up from the bushes and threw his weapon down on the ground, rubbing his head with a furrowed face looking at Meg.
“I’m so sorry, I thought you were.. Someone..”
“Yeah well next time you gotta give the guy some time to reveal himself first before aiming”
The boy ruffled his hair and shook his head, trying to fix himself, he quickly grabbed his arrow and bow again, and turned to her.
“Who are you?”
“The question here is, who are you?”
“Hey! I asked first!”
“But you started it first.”
“Fine, girls always win.” Said the boy with a sigh.
“I’m..” The young man climbed onto a huge boulder, with his chin up and his arms on both sides of waist he announced his name with a great pride.
“ACHILLES!” He jumped off quickly and turned back to her.
“Someday am gonna be a hero! I’m gonna fight off-“
“I didn’t ask” Meg raised one eyebrow and stared at him.
“Geez, you act so mature, Am just saying I mean-“
“I haven’t introduced myself yet.” Cut off by Meg.
“I’m Megara, call me Meg for short.”
Achilles narrowed his eyes on hers, and crept loser, Meg moved back slowly as he forwarded his face on hers.
“You have violet eyes, are you a creature?”
“NO, AND YOU ARE WEIRD.”
She pushed him away and shoved into the bushes turning her back, she walked away from him.
“So where are you headed at?”
“Somewhere away from you.”
“Don’t you like need anyhelp? You know..”
Achilles jumped infront of Meg, and swayed his blonde long hair.
“I can assist a damsel in distress”
“Charming, but no.”
Achilles grabbed his arrow and bow, he ran to Meg’s and grabbed her by the arm, Tugging her towards a nearby tree and stopped infront of it.
“Pretend this is a monster.”
“Okay-“
“Close your eyes!!” Achilles aimed the arrow at the tree and stepped back a few distance away from it, He hid inside the bushes nearby as Meg waited for him to end the game.
“Pretend you’re in danger”
“Ahhh I’m in danger, If only anyone was around to save me from this huge ferocious, man eating.. apple tree... Ah”
Meg danced around and held two branches on her waist pretending the tree was alive and held her in captive.
“NOT TO WORRY MY LADY! ACHILLES IS HERE TO SAVE YOU FROM THAT CREATURE WHO’S NOW ABOUT TO EAT YOUR HEAD OFF AND USE YOUR BODY FOR-“
“HELLO?! CAN WE GET TO THE POINT HERE!? BLABLABLA YOU SAVED ME, BLABLA THE FE-RO-CIOUS MONSTER IS DEAD BLABLA YOU’RE MY HERO, NOW CAN I GO?!”
“NO! WAIT”
Achilles held her arm as she threw the branches on the ground, She looked at him with an edge in her attitude.
“I can help you, look, I can shoot the arrow right at the tree”
He aimed the arrow, as he proudly stood on a stone, creeping near trying to pretend it was some gorgon that held Meg captive, she watched him with a straight glare waiting for this to end.
Recklessly Achilles crept closer and slipped down, the arrow was released and went off in a different direction, bouncing from tree to tree,And suddenly bounced towards Meg, She froze as the arrow flew towards her, she tried to dodge it,But the arrow was fast and quickly peeled off a thin skin from her arm as it passed beside her.
“HEY! YOU COULD’VE KILLED ME YOU KNOW!”
Achilles stood up whilst his grip punching onto his back, trying to crack it.
“I’m sorry! Here, Let me have a look on tha-“
“NO! I CAN HANDLE THIS! STOP HELPING”
“You’re so grumpy, I just wanna have a look on that, maybe I cou-“ “NO”
“Bu-“ “Leave me alone!!”
Meg ripped out a part of her hem and wrapped it around the wounded arm, she dashed off trying to keep her distance from Achilles, As he watched silently for her figure to fade. Meg looked back from him, and felt bad for taking off leaving a horrid attitude.
“Why do I have to feel so guilty..” She whispered.
She turned back and sighed, Achilles smiled at her and kept his weapon still in his pouch.
“I’m-“
“Sorry, yeah I know.”
“So.. you wanna start over?”
“Sure.” Meg warmed things up with a smile and turned to his sight.
“We should keep walking if you don’t wanna be eaten here alive”
Meg suddenly stopped and gave him a cold stare.
“I should stop talking, eh?”She nodded.
“So, Achilles,huh? Where did you come from? I mean I don’t see you in where I live.”
“I live at the eastern part of this forest, I took off when .. uh the horsemen ambushed our village... they were after me.. for some reason, talking in different voices..”
“Ah, same. What happened to your folks?”
“My parents?...” Suddenly the bright smile Meg knew, disappeared, he seemed quiet suddenly, He sighed and gripped his hands on the pouch he was holding. He was speechless and started to shrug..
“I’m..uh sorry-“
“No, Well.. What happened to them, they got killed while I was out watching the herd.
“You’re a shepherd?”
“Goat-“
“Goat, sheep cow whatever, they belong to the same line”
“No they don’t”
“ANYWAY”
After the conversation silence fell between them, they looked in different distances, Trying to search for a topic to start on a conversation.
“Uh, Meg, what happened to yours?”
“Mine? They killed uh.. My father. He stupidly took off and ran back to our house then they killed him while he was making a run for it”
“You’re so cold, why?”
“I’m always like this, what’s wrong with that?”
“Well it’s like you’re always not in the mood for talking”
“And?”
“And..” Meg glared at Achilles waiting for him to stop, She wasn’t honestly up for any conversations right now, and deep down she was too tired to think about what happened on that horrible day. That dream she had, Trying to seek out the hero who saved her from being possessed.
That blue boy, with flaming hair, who was he?
She tried to recall the features, tried to remember the face,but all she could remember was a blurry figure form of this secret hero in her dreams, she knew it wasn’t just a dream, it was somehow a sign, that this figure existed in reality and that she must’ve been brought in that dream so she could find the man who saved her.
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I'm still not done with Part 1. But I'm getting on to it.
