Hetalia Fairy Tales

Disney's Hercules Part 23

"Hercales!" Antonio yelled happily.
"This oughta even the odds!" Hercales yelled as he cut through the chains by which the gods were chained.
Now free, Feliks began beating up Lovino and Feliciano. "Yeah, Hercales! Thank you, man!"

Italy: Germany! Help! *Hiding behind Germany*

Romano: Spain! You tomato bastard protect me!

Poland: *flips hair* I'm amazing

Germany: *face palm*

Spain: *sigh*

"Get them!" Gilbert ordered the Titans. Matthias went to blow molten lava all over Hercales, but missed and covered Gilbert in it instead. He growled and pointed at Hercales. "Whoa! Hey! No! Get him, not me! Him! Follow the fingers! Him!"
An ice storm from the Tino, which was aimed at Hercales again, freezed Gilbert instead. "The yutz with the horse." Gilbert hissed.
Kiku dropped Hercales off in front of the mound. Hercales opened up the mound and freed Romulus. "Thank you, my boy." The king of the gods told him with a smile.
Meanwhile, Kiku had chased down Lovino and Feliciano and pined them down by the
tails with his hooves.
"Nice horsey! My intentions were pure! I really was attracted to you!" Lovino defended quickly.

Romano: yuck.

Kiku started using them both as boxing bags. Meanwhile, Romulus turned to Neeraja. "Throw!" He called over to him. Romulus was thrown lightning bolts. He then turned to Hercales.
"Hah! Now, watch your old man work!" Romulus said with a huge smile.
"Uh-oh." Berwald said a bit afraid.

Everyone:... Sweden can be afraid?

Sweden: *Shrug* once or twice

Denmark: of me.

Sweden: *glare*

Norway: *pulls his tie*

Berwald was hit in the head by a lightning bolt. The other Titans started to leave, fearing the same thing might happen to them.
"Guys, get your titanic rears in gear and kick some Olympian butt!" Gilbert ordered down at them angrily. Kiku flew up to him and blew on Gilbert's head and the white flames that served as his hair go out.
"Whoa, is my hair out?" He asked feeling the top of his head.
Hercales caught Lukas and sucks all the other Titans in with his wind powers. He threw them into the sky where they explode harmlessly.

Denmark, Norway, Berwald, and Finland: well that sucks.

Iceland: now you know how I feel.

Romulus then high-fived Hercales. "Hah!"
"Whoo-hoo!" Hercales cheered.
Gilbert turned to leave on his chariot with Lovino and Feliciano. "Thanks a ton, Wonderboy! But at least I've got one swell consolation prize -- a friend of yours who's DYING to see me." He yelled down at him as he fled.
"Del!" Hercales yelled in panic.
Meanwhile, the FATES were watching Delara through their crystal. She looked to be in
great pain. Bella cut the thread and Delara's hand went limp. She was dead.

Nyo Turkey: great! I'm dead! Greece! This is all your fault!

Greece: Great! I'm happy! You deserve it for I don't know... killing my mother!

Hercales shortly after arrived back where he left Delara. Folkert shook his head sadly,
indicating that Delara is gone. "Del. Del, no." Hercales said sadly as he fell to his knees and held her close.

Greece and Nyo Turkey: yuck.

"Oh, I'm sorry, kid. There's some things you just can't change." Folkert told him sadly.
"Yes, I can." Hercales said determined as he looked forward with angry eyes.
Later in Gilbert's chamber in the Underworld. He was furious. "We were so close! So close! We tripped at the finish line -- why? Because our little nutmeg has to go all noble." He yelled to a terrified Lovino and Feliciano.
Ludwig, the three-headed guardian dog, came charging through the wall, with Hercales riding on his middle head.

Germany: you used me twice also.

Me: I did?

Germany: Ja. I was both Achilles and Cerberus.

Me: oh. Oh well.

"Where's Del?" Hercales hissed.
"Oh, look who's here. Wonderboy. You are too much." Gilbert said annoyed.
Hercales jumped down and grabbed Gilbert by the front of his robe. "Let her go." He hissed again.
Gilbert removed Hercales' hands. "Get a grip. Come here, come here. Let me show you around." Gilbert said with a mix of annoyed and tired. He took Hercales to the River of Death. "Hmph. Well, well. It's a small underworld after all, huh?"
Hercales soon saw Delara floating in the river. "Del!" He yelled as he stuck his hands down into the green water.
"Aaah!" He yelled in panic. His hands turned old as he touched the water. When he drew them out, they turned back to normal.
"No, no, no. Mustn't touch. You see, Del's running with a new crowd these days, and not a very lively one at that." Gilbert explain with a chuckle.
"You like making deals. Take me in Del's place." Hercales offered, turning to look at him.
"Oh, well. The son of my hated rival trapped forever in the River of Death." Gilbert thought aloud, setting a finger on his cheek.
"Going once!" Hercales said loudly, holding out his hand.
"Hmm ... is there a downside to this?" Gilbert muttered to himself.
"Going twice!" Hercales said.
"Okay, okay, okay, okay. You get her out. She goes. You stay." Gilbert said shaking his hand. Hercales jumped into the river. "Oh, you know what slipped my mind? You'll be dead before you can get to her. That's not a problem, is it?" Gilbert said with an evil smile as he watched him swim down.
Hercales kept swimming in the river, growing older and older. The Fates hold up his thread of life, and Bella went to cut it, but the thread suddenly started to shine, and the scissors wouldn't cut it.
"Oh?" Bella asked surprised.
"What's the matter with these scissors?" Natalia hissed as she tried to cut, but it still wouldn't.
"The thread won't cut!" Elizabeta yelled in shock.
Hercales grabbed Del and began swimming back up. He reached the bank of the river again and turned young. He was glowing just like his thread and has the soul of Delara held tightly in his arms.