Hercules only wanted to be a hero. The good guy to every ending fairy tale. The only thing on his mind was to rejoin with his father, Zeus. Part of the heroes. Until he meets you. You made him love, you made him hate, you made him human.
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Your POV or (Y/N)'s POV -------------------------------------- It was early in the morning, almost too early. You were out with one of your best friends Jacob and a few others, looking around the market in town, buying a few little things to make your mother a gift, a farewell gift to remind her of you. You will be going on a trip soon to Zeus's temple to pray for answers. Answers about the unusual birthmark of a simple yet strange "H" on your right hip. You've always wondered about the symbol like-thing since you were little. Were you destined for greatness?
A future hero of Olympus? Or was is just some mark worth no value of importance what so ever. Though as you always think about these things and dream big, you weren't the only dreamer in the town, though dreamers were very rare. Hercules, was the towns biggest dreamer and clumsiest one too. But, that didn't stop destiny from having you too meet. At the specific time Hercules was there with his father you were there playing frisbee and buying a few things for your mom.
You've never really took notice to Hercules till that very day and even the same for him except for a few secret glanced at you with your beautiful (H/L) (H/C) hair and (S/C) skin. Your friends were passing around the frisbee when one of them threw it to far and high for the others to catch, and it landed right in front of Hercules.
You looked at him curiously, with his dreamy blue eyes and cute smile. He was skinny for the most part , but seemed almost to sweet for any flaws to cut in. "Yo, give it here" one of Jacob's friends called to Hercules who picked up the frisbee. "Hey, you need an extra guy?" Hercules asked with hope. You and Jacob looked at Hercules with the frisbee and walked to them to see what this was about. "Uh... Sorry Herc. We already have five and we want to keep it an even number." "Hey, wait a second. Five isn't an even--" Before he could finish Jacob's *cough* JERK *cough* friend snatched the frisbee from his hands and ran off saying "see ya Herc" and the others joined in, EVEN JACOB saying "What a geek." and other saying, "Destructo boy." As Jacob ran off dragging me along with them, he said (loud enough for Hercules to hear) "Maybe we should call him "Jerkcules"" and laughed. When you guys were further away, you yanked your wrist from his grip and looked at him with disbelief you couldn't believe your friend right now.
Ever since you guys were little he was the nice one, you guess that wasn't the real him. Jacob than looked at you innocently, "What is it (Y/N)? He is the town's clumsiest geek. I mean come on; he has no friends for a good reason. He is a...." And before Jacob could fished his sentence you picked up your hand and slapped hard in the face. Where a red mark was clearly becoming visible. All his friends stared at you surprised they have never seen you do something like that before. You were doing this for someone you barely knew, but something deep, deep inside you was saying "You do know him. You want to know him. You will know him soon. " Jacob looked at you with his cheek still a bright red with an imprint of your hand and said nothing. Jacob looked back at his friend who were still stunned.
Than Jacob mustered up enough dignity to say something, "Never again." He paused for a bit, "You...You would stand up for that little skýla." You gasped a bit, Wow that was a language he never used. "We are never going to be friends ever again. You are a good for nothing pórni." Then he came over to you and shoved you down and you fell hard your only dress tore a bit at the bottom.
A friend you knew for years would turn on you that quickly, but you didn't care. You lost the Jacob you had, he was gone and to replace him was just a big headed ego. (F/C) pieces of your dress were lying on the ground. Jacob, just laughed and got his friends to join in, as well. They just walked away laughing, to join up with some of these other girls that wears things that just doesn't leave anything to the imagination. You didn't care though, you got up of the ground and wiped the dirt off your dress. You looked over to see Hercules leaning against his dad's cart. He looked so sad, than all of a sudden a recognizable frisbee came into view, and that's when the worst of it started.
The left side of the market walls or podiums started falling down and you saw Hercules try to hold it up, but ending up hitting the other podium. Oh no! As everything started crashing down Hercules started running to try and help, but ended up slipping and crashing into the pottery store. You just stood there surprised, and thought "Poor Herc."
