Silenia's POV
I was lying in bed to stay away from my father when I felt the urge. The urge to get up and kill something. Someone. Hercules! He must have come down to the Underworld! I had get away! I couldn't kill him! I ran from my room to my connected washroom, then down the hall, carrying my long skirt. I could hear him softly calling my name in the silent hallway. The Underworld was a quiet place, except for the occasional screaming of a despaired soul and the angry yell of father when he realized he needs a hobby. Which he does. But he can't find any sort of club because every time he went somewhere and spoke to someone, they would scream in fright of thinking it was their time to die. But, enough about that. I could hear his voice getting louder and closer as I ran. He must be catching up. That's when I realized I was heading in the complete wrong direction! I was heading towards Hercules! I stopped short, but tripped over a rock in the soil ground-we don't have any tile or woods- or any sort of flooring. Father's too worried about taking over the cosmos- and landed in strong arms. Godlike strong arms. I looked up and saw a familiar set of blue eyes and an apologetic smile. Hercules! He pulled me up and pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back, resisting the urge to grab the rock and start hitting him to death with it. Father had taken away any goddess like magic that I had so that I couldn't escape, so Hercules was safe as long as I didn't pick up the rock. Then I pulled away from him and pushed him towards the exit.
"You have to go Hercules! If my father were to find you, he would-"
"Kill You." I heard the dreaded voice say. We both turned and saw my father. He readied a ball of fire and aimed it at Hercules. Then he shot it, and everything went black.
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The Daughter of the Dead (A Disney Hercules Fanfiction) (ON HOLD)
FanfictionSilenia was special. You could tell from the day she was born. Her mother had died while pregnant with her and yet she had lived. When Hades, Lord of the Dead finds her, he takes her in as his own. He raised her to be a pale, dark, obedient girl who...
