Post by chroniclesofsparta on Jul 11, 2009 4:45:00 GMT -5
hmmm.. me got bored so me think of stuff:P so here's another fanfic. the other one will be updated too, someone sent me a message about it XD... offering a job as a writer.. i put him down and...said no XD cause i don't know him:))
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chapter 1:
After my job with Hades as his assistant in doing a lot of dangerous mission. I settled in to my savior who I reserved my following years to him in this mansion. While the night was still young, I went to the kitchen to check if there were left overs that I can use for soup. Then I was disturbed by the hard knocking outside the door in the living room. I ignored it, Waiting for one of the maids to take the lead and open the door for me. But no one showed up. I called some but no one answered. Then the knocking stopped.
MEG!!! MEG!!!!whoever it was, He or she called rapidly for my name. I couldn't describe the voice if it was a girl or a boy. It was more of a groan. I tapped my sandals against the floor with a smirk on my face. And looked at the door, I leaned closer and listened.
Waiting for my head to reply back.
"wh-who's this?" I replied with a trembling sound.
"It--Its me Phil!!! open up!!! I'm getting a little cold out here!" Phil replied.
I unlocked the door and let him in. But when I opened It no one was there but the moon's light and a shadow.I quickly closed the door so no unexpected guest can get in. Then continued to look for some ingredients to use for the soup I was planning to cook.
"I feel so reclusive in my condition..."i walked a little and stopped like something was going to happen or something that will show itself to me.Meg you're not a wimp you're a big girl you can handle this!!! A few steps back i took. And fell over the couch, There I waited for Herc to come, As i watched the kitchen hall make sounds and dancing shadows I wince from the pain I felt from my stomach. Making growling sounds.
"What are you..." I asked firmly giving that question to the "thing" in the kitchen.
A few hours passed I fell asleep on the couch. Then the sound of a frying pan falling made me jump. I earned a lot of air and strength to check the thing out for myself.
But It ran away and went through the window. Then another knocking sound came hanging outside the door.
"Annoying twerps..."I exclaimed.
Then opened the door to check, I was going to shout on whoever it was knocking. Hercules showed up, All sweaty and covered in slime.
"Meg, you look pale..are you alright?" He asked in a worried kind of way.
"No... I--I mean yes"was I could say.
"Why dont you rest, I'll go and clean myself up then we can cook together in the kitchen." Herc grinned.
"O--okay" was trembling.
I went to the kitchen while Herc was upstairs changing. A cold air passed behind me, I looked undauntedly and looked at the windows.
"Their closed..." I proclaimed
Then continued what was I doing. Minutes passed, Herc went down. As promised, to help me with the cooking. He went at my back and gave me a warm embrace.
"I love you.." Leaning close and whispering.
I smiled while mixing the other ingredients, He took my hands and helped with the cutting, We poured the water on the bowl and started to cook it adding the ingredients.
Then I felt another tingling presence that passed behind me, Winced from the pain I felt on my back this time!
"MEG?!" Herc placed his hands on my shoulder trying to get my attention.
"MEG!!! MEG!!!" He shouted.
I went black and had a dream. It was dark and shadowy, I keep hearing voices, groaning and shaking in front of me. You're a little early, Meg.
Ive recognized that voice, But couldn't recall the name.
Then something hitted my stomach!
I urged to crotch but my mouth wont stop bleeding. Soon I woke up from the dream, And found myself lying on a pool of blood, Hercules was gone. I was alone again.
"Whats wrong, I keep seeing things.. stop it..." My mind played tricks while I was knocked out. Hercules, where are..you...Help.. I tried to stand but I couldn't. My stomach wont stop but punch the pain.
"Ah... too late..." I wiped off the blood from my mouth. When I saw a figure carrying me out from the door. There was a carriage waiting for me I looked at the figure.
"Who are you?..." then closed my eyes to rest.
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chapter 1:
After my job with Hades as his assistant in doing a lot of dangerous mission. I settled in to my savior who I reserved my following years to him in this mansion. While the night was still young, I went to the kitchen to check if there were left overs that I can use for soup. Then I was disturbed by the hard knocking outside the door in the living room. I ignored it, Waiting for one of the maids to take the lead and open the door for me. But no one showed up. I called some but no one answered. Then the knocking stopped.
MEG!!! MEG!!!!whoever it was, He or she called rapidly for my name. I couldn't describe the voice if it was a girl or a boy. It was more of a groan. I tapped my sandals against the floor with a smirk on my face. And looked at the door, I leaned closer and listened.
Waiting for my head to reply back.
"wh-who's this?" I replied with a trembling sound.
"It--Its me Phil!!! open up!!! I'm getting a little cold out here!" Phil replied.
I unlocked the door and let him in. But when I opened It no one was there but the moon's light and a shadow.I quickly closed the door so no unexpected guest can get in. Then continued to look for some ingredients to use for the soup I was planning to cook.
"I feel so reclusive in my condition..."i walked a little and stopped like something was going to happen or something that will show itself to me.Meg you're not a wimp you're a big girl you can handle this!!! A few steps back i took. And fell over the couch, There I waited for Herc to come, As i watched the kitchen hall make sounds and dancing shadows I wince from the pain I felt from my stomach. Making growling sounds.
"What are you..." I asked firmly giving that question to the "thing" in the kitchen.
A few hours passed I fell asleep on the couch. Then the sound of a frying pan falling made me jump. I earned a lot of air and strength to check the thing out for myself.
But It ran away and went through the window. Then another knocking sound came hanging outside the door.
"Annoying twerps..."I exclaimed.
Then opened the door to check, I was going to shout on whoever it was knocking. Hercules showed up, All sweaty and covered in slime.
"Meg, you look pale..are you alright?" He asked in a worried kind of way.
"No... I--I mean yes"was I could say.
"Why dont you rest, I'll go and clean myself up then we can cook together in the kitchen." Herc grinned.
"O--okay" was trembling.
I went to the kitchen while Herc was upstairs changing. A cold air passed behind me, I looked undauntedly and looked at the windows.
"Their closed..." I proclaimed
Then continued what was I doing. Minutes passed, Herc went down. As promised, to help me with the cooking. He went at my back and gave me a warm embrace.
"I love you.." Leaning close and whispering.
I smiled while mixing the other ingredients, He took my hands and helped with the cutting, We poured the water on the bowl and started to cook it adding the ingredients.
Then I felt another tingling presence that passed behind me, Winced from the pain I felt on my back this time!
"MEG?!" Herc placed his hands on my shoulder trying to get my attention.
"MEG!!! MEG!!!" He shouted.
I went black and had a dream. It was dark and shadowy, I keep hearing voices, groaning and shaking in front of me. You're a little early, Meg.
Ive recognized that voice, But couldn't recall the name.
Then something hitted my stomach!
I urged to crotch but my mouth wont stop bleeding. Soon I woke up from the dream, And found myself lying on a pool of blood, Hercules was gone. I was alone again.
"Whats wrong, I keep seeing things.. stop it..." My mind played tricks while I was knocked out. Hercules, where are..you...Help.. I tried to stand but I couldn't. My stomach wont stop but punch the pain.
"Ah... too late..." I wiped off the blood from my mouth. When I saw a figure carrying me out from the door. There was a carriage waiting for me I looked at the figure.
"Who are you?..." then closed my eyes to rest.
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