The Sister of Hercules

Telling Hercules

Fifteen years later...

"Hercules! Slow down!" Pop yelled as Hercules ran down the path, pulling the cart along. Our donkey Penelope had twisted her ankle and Hercule was pulling the cart as fast as he could. I held onto my walking stick as tight as I could. Ever since I had broken my ankle diving after Hercules from the sky, I had to use a walking stick because I had no way to fix my ankle and it was always wrapped up. Usually, Hercules tried to be extra careful around it. But now it seems that e Has forgotten, as he bust through a gateway that's being built. Then he runs the cart into the ground, literally. Pop got out of the seat and looks over Penelope's foot again.

"Thank you son." He says. "When ole Penelope twisted her ankle back there, I was sure we were through."

"No problem Pop!" Hercules said as he unloaded the stacks upon stacks of hay bales from the cart.

"Don't unload yet. I've to go speak with Phineas." Pop said. Then Hercules set the bales back down, sending Penelope and I flying. I used the smallest bit of godly magic and zoomed through the clouds up to Olympus, where I saw my mom and dad.

"Hey mom! Hey dad!" I greeted as I fell back through the clouds. I often went to visit them. Being a daughter of the sky, I could zoom around on clouds and visit Olympus whenever I wanted. It was the only way to keep in touch with my parents. We didn't even go inside the palace. Just stood outside the gates and talked about life on the two different worlds. But enough about that. I fell through the clouds and gently floated back down, until I came into viewing sights and just fell. I didn't want anyone to know I was a goddess. A rather pathetic one really. I didn't even have a temple. As I fell, I landed in Hercules' arms and knocked him down.

"Thanks Herc." I said, getting up. 

"No problem." He told me, helping me over back the wagon. Then he saw someone who needed some help carrying his pot. Hercules ran over ad helped him lift it up. I couldn't hear what they said, but I could it was something that Hercules didn't want to here as he came moping. Then a disc fell at his feet. He spoke to the kid who owned it and I could hear them saying, "let's call him Jerkules." As they ran past, I stuck my walking stick and tripped them. Then Hercules came over and plopped down next to me. I put my arm around him and hugged him. 

"Don't worry little brother." I said comfortingly. "You'll find your groove." Then the frisbee went flying by and he jumped up as if I had said nothing.

"Hercules no!" I yelled.

"I got it!" He yelled back. Then ran right into a column and the whole agourem fell in. Everyone looked at him, as he handed the disc back the the owner. Pop and I walked over to him. Pop was upset and I felt awful. Then the man with the pots came over.

"This is the last STRAW Amphitryon!" He shouted at Pop. I held my walking stick, ready to hit someone if needed.

"That boy is a menace!" 

"He's too dangerous to be around normal peopl!"

"He didn't mean any harm. He's just a kid, he just, can't control his strength." Pop explained.

"Yeah!" I said, stepping up. "Leave my brother alone!" The man with the pots advanced on me.

"Oh you're not any better little miss! Don't think I haven't see all that weirdness around you! Sparks from your fingertips, if you go flying you glide, you never age, and your leg! Not only are you nothing but a lightning bolt ready to blow everything up, you're also as useless as dirt!" He shouted. I felt my blood boiling. It was all true, I did have sparks in my fingertips and I did glide rather than fall. But I did age, slower than humans, I was about 1797 years old and I was pretty useless on my leg. But that didn't mean that this mortal could insult a goddess like me and get away with it! I knock him off his feet and onto the ground and began to beat him with my walking stick. 

"Millenia stop!" Hercules shouted as he pulled me off the man. The man stood up and wiped at the blood on his face. Then pointed at us.

"I'm warning you Amphitryon! You keep those things, away from here!" He yelled at Pop. When we got back home, Pop told Mom (Alcmene) what had happened. She scolded me while Pop went to talk to Hercules. She told me that I needed to control my temper. I yelled at her, then locked myself in my room. I saw Pop come home and we all decided to tell Hercules the truth. Well, not the whole truth. Mom and Pop didn't even know about our godly sides. When Hercules got back, we all told him about Mom and Pop finding us. Well, they did. I just kinda stood there, leaning against a wall, not listening.

"Then, where are our parents? Why couldn't i be with them?" Hercules asked. They all looked at me. I turned away.

"It's just, problems that hard to explain." I told them. Mom gave Hercules his medallion. The same one that Dad had given him when he was taken. Soon, plans were made for us to go to the temple of Zeus. I decided to go with him. I wanted to see the Hercules and big Daddy Zeus as some people referred him to as reunion. Then we all went to bed