Dating the Son of Zeus *18*

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"What?" she asked bewildered.

"My name isn't Hayden. It's Hercules," I said again, trying to inch closer to her.

"I don't understand! How could you not be Hayden?!" she yelled.

"Sophia please. It was just a fake name. It was so I could fit in. Hayden and Hercules are the same. It's always been me. Herclues is just my real name."

"What are you talking about? Hercules, like the god?" she asked.

"Yes," I said quietly. I only wish she would accept this. I wanted her to understand, no I needed her to. I didn't know what I was going to do if she couldn't accept this.

"So you're a god?" I could plainly hear the disbelief in her voice. I could only nod in reply. "I can't believe this."

"Fine, I'll show you," I said. Without taking my eyes off of her, without making a single move, I manipulated the scene around us. The dark night of centeral park slowly melted away, and in its place I put my favorite place in the entire world. The scene of so many nights me and her had spent together, the garden. The fountain sat just like it always did, spewing the crystal clear water up into the air. The sun shone brightly in the clear blue sky. The intoxicating aroma of the flowers in the garden filled my nose. But my eyes stayed locked on Sophia. She gasped, looking around quickly, taking in what had happened. Looking down at her clothes she saw she was in her familiar robes that I put her in every time we were here.

"How did we get here?" she asked, looking back up at me.

"Sophia," I said taking a small step closer to her, "I know that this is a lot to take in, but it's real."

"No! It can't be! None of this can! Not this place, not that horse," she said pointing at Pegasus. "And not you! This has to be a dream." she said on the edge of tears. It stung, to hear her say that I wasn't real hurt. But I couldn't stop now, I was far past the point of no return. I had to make her see and to hope that she could accept all of this, accept me. Not caring whether she wanted me to or not, I rushed forward, holding her in my arms. She flinched back and I ignored the jab it caused to my heart. Taking her face in my hands I gently stroked her cheek with my thumb. She clenched her eyes shut, not daring to meet my eyes.

"How would I know about how you're afraid of the dark? Or about Mr. Jingles?" I asked quickly. "That was all real Sophia. The dreams you're talking about I created them," I said. She kept her eyes closed, whimpering slightly and the sound tore at my heart. I hated to be the cause of this pain for her, but she had to know.

"Sophia," I said softly. "Look at me." Her eyes remained closed. "Sophia, please, look at me." I begged, letting some of my nervousness enter my voice. Slowly she opened her eyes. They were glistening with unshed tears. "This is real. All of it. I'm real," I said, taking one of her hands and placing it on my chest, right over my heart. It was pounding like crazy in my chest. I knew she would feel it. "Please, understand," I said quietly. "Let me explain." She shook her head fiercely. "Please, just let me explain it and then you can go if you want." Slowly, and reluctantly, I removed my hands. I was almost positive she would run in the opposite direction. And if she did I would let her go. I hated to, but I had given her so much to think about, so much to absorb that I couldn't just force her to listen. I was surprised, however, when I moved my hands and she stayed still. Her hand still placed on my chest. She was looking at it, almost as if she could see my heart pumping through my chest. Finally she looked up at me.

"How?" she asked timidly. "How is any of this possible?"

"It's just part of my powers. It's just something I can do," I stated.

"How are you real though?"

"I've always been real. The ancient myths and legends? They were telling the truth," I said with a sad smile.

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