As any student of Greek mythology could tell you, Hercules and Megara did NOT end up living happily-ever-after. Once Hercules ascended to the eternal splendor of Mount Olympus, he forgot about his earthly ties and was married to Hera's daughter -- Hebe, the Goddess of Youth.
Megara was betrayed... again.
Megara was lost in the underworld... again.
"My, my, my," Hades jeered at her inevitable return, "once bitten, twice bitten... at some point, aren't you supposed to get shy?" he cackled, referencing a mediocre rock'n'roll song that was still many centuries away from being written.
Megara shrieked with rage, and even the god Hades was taken aback at the supernatural fury that was pouring from her naked soul. He stood agape as she fled down into the depths of Tartarus, down into the blackest depths where even he would rarely tread...
There, in the darkness, Megara's tortured soul wept and raged in torment. She had been stupid, so stupid to expect HIM to be different.
In time, other souls were drawn to her, the souls of other women who had died in similar straits. One by one, they were absorbed into her darkness, becoming one with her...
...stronger, and stronger, fed on the energy of a thousand bitter souls, Megara grew ever stronger. At last she felt the approach of something different, something primitive and animalistic. It was the soul of the Hydra, the monstrous many-headed serpent that had been slain by her former beloved.
It, too, was drawn into her soul.
....
The gates of Mount Olympus shook with rage, and the gods assembled to face this newest threat. Hercules held his new wife close, and stared in surprise as the endless nest of immortal reptilian dread intruded into their heavenly realm.
"Hello, loverboy!" the infinite Hydra-Megara laughed, "remember ME?"
Tanya Seward
2018-02-07 03:54:43 +0000 UTCChronorin
2018-02-07 02:49:27 +0000 UTCTanya Seward
2018-02-06 18:55:54 +0000 UTC