Heracles not Hercules Chapter 2 Reboot

All the names used are the official names given to the characters, or at least the popular fan names for the characters. I realize some people use Sadik instead of Sadiq but I just decided to go with the alternate spelling. TRNC is actually a legitimate character. He's a small country only recognized by Turkey. Because of this he is loyal to Turkey and hates anyone who is mean to him, meaning Greece. His character is described as being stern and quiet, with a monotone speaking voice.

Sadiq: Hades, the god of the underworld

Gupta (Egypt): Hades minion

Emir (Turkish Republic or Northern Cyprus or TRNC): Hades minion (TRNC has no official name that I could find so I used one of the most popular Turkish boy names. If TRNC gains an official name then I will change it)

Matthias (Denmark), Emil (Iceland), Lukas (Norway): The three Fates

                                                                             ~HETALIA~

Mount Olympus is known for being incredibly beautiful, with white marble Grecian buildings glowing in the light of the sun. Clouds would drift across the numerous gardens lazily while the gods and the nymphs took care of the flowers that bloomed within them. Fountains with water clear as glass gurgled at all hours, and it rarely ever stormed there unless the gods wanted it to. Anyone who was fortunate to visit there agreed that it was truly the most beautiful place that they had ever seen.

What was little talked about though, was how beautiful the Underworld could be. Certainly it hadn't been breath taking at the start, but then again, neither had Mount Olympus. The homes of the gods had to be built after the war of the Titans. The Underworld had only been a housing place for the souls of the dead, an ugly jumbled mess of good souls and bad souls before Sadiq had been assigned to take over.

Now the Underworld's beauty wasn't the light, airy kind that Mount Olympus had. It was dark, and sharp, the kind of beauty that fascinated and scared a person. Glittering gems were encrusted into the walls, and they shone with what little light they had. The buildings were twisted, made from the rivers of magma that ran deep in the earth's core that had been forced into shapes and then cooled. The only places where plants grew were in the Asphodel fields and in Sadiq's garden which he kept under rigorous watch in case anyone attempted to steal from it. Small candles lit the paths that curved throughout Sadiq's kingdom, and if one listened very carefully, they could almost hear the soft sounds of the waters in the rivers of the Underworld moving slowly in their riverbeds.

It was this place that Sadiq had built, desperate to make some sort of home among the dead.

"Gupta!" Sadiq shouted as he marched down the richly decorated halls in his palace, "Emir!" He stopped and looked around, snarling furiously.

"Gupta! Emir! Come here this instant!"

The sound of rapid footsteps echoed throughout the chamber. A little boy with tanned skin followed by a man with equally dark skin ran into the chamber, halting suddenly when they spied Sadiq.

"You do realize you need only bellow once, my lord," the man, Gupta, bowed low.

"Your voice rings loudly throughout the palace," Emir also gave a quick, little bow. Sadiq scowled at both of them, deeply displeased by their sass. Why Sadiq bothered to keep them around, nobody understood. He showed a weird fondness for the two of them that seemed unlike the god of the dead most people had come to know and fear.

When neither Gupta nor Emir bothered apologizing for their sass, Sadiq rolled his eyes and turned away, "I merely wish to know when the Fates arrive. I'll be in my room waiting for their arrival."

The painful silence that followed his words made Sadiq pause, he turned back around to see Gupta and Emir looking at each other and wincing uncomfortably. "What?" Sadiq asked.

"Well, you see, actually while you were away," Gupta began nervously, "the Fates, they've-"

"Arrived," a bored voice sounded behind Gupta, "We've actually been waiting for you for quite a while."

Three figures descended down the stairs. Each one wore a long black and red robe that draped to the floor with a long hood to cover their faces. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, they stopped, and together threw back their hoods. Two pairs of empty eye sockets stared back at Sadiq, while the third pair held a single bright blue eye.

"Lukas, Emil, Matthias, why in my realm didn't you fuckers tell me you were arriving early!" Sadiq laughed uncomfortably.

The Fates were three of the oldest known entities, they even predated the gods. They normally kept to themselves unless called upon. The only time they had bothered coming uncalled had been when the gods were planning their war upon the Titans. That had been the last time Sadiq had seen the Fates, and even then they had talked only with Alfred and Arthur for a few hours before disappearing again.

"Well we wanted a little bit of a surprise, since, you know, it's so hard to get any surprises in our life." Matthias, the tallest one reached down and tapped the eye inside of Lukas's head. The shorter Fate slapped Matthias's hand away.

"Yeah, I know, the Fates, the ones who hold the knowledge of all that was and is to come and all that shit," Sadiq said.

"Things do get a little dull after a while, although I see you're planning on shaking things up a bit!" Matthias grinned toothily.

"I don't think that's something you should be happy about you idiot." Lukas snapped.

Emil reached over and grabbed the eye, taking it out of Lukas's eye socket. He popped it in his own head and the eye swiveled to look at Sadiq. "I agree with Matthias, Lukas. Things have become too comfortable since the war with the Titans finished."

"Call me big brother, Emil."

"No."

"Come on, just this once."

"I said no, Lukas."

Lukas frowned and opened his mouth to retort but Sadiq had lost his patience. "Stop! Just stop! I didn't call you three here just to listen to you talk!"

"Oh we know." Matthias smirked.

"I know you know!" Sadiq slapped his hand to his face. "Ok, alright. Look, Alfred, Mr. High and mighty has-"

"A sleepy, little baby," the Fates said in unison, "We know."

"I KNOW!" Sadiq shouted, "I just need to know whether or not this brat is going to mess up my plans!"

Matthias, Emil, and Lukas all seemed to shift uncomfortably. Their bodies swiveled around and they began to whisper to each other in hushed tones. Sadiq stood behind them, feeling more and more pissed off as the seconds passed. He couldn't make out much of what they said except for 'Shouldn't talk' and 'Future isn't' and 'Shut up Matthias'.

Eventually they all fell quiet, and turned back to face Sadiq. Matthias was the only one grinning, while Lukas and Emil held much more serious expressions on their faces. Matthias took the eyeball from Emil and tossed it up into the air once, twice, and finally a third time. It began to glow brightly, and slowly images became visible in the white light.

"In eighteen years, the planets will align. The time to unleash the Titans will be at hand, and by your power alone can they be released." Matthias said.

"Alfred will be unable to defeat them again, and Mount Olympus will fall." Lukas spoke up.

"Yes!" Sadiq crowed.

However Emil held up his hand, "A word of caution, Sadiq. If Heracles fights in this war, you will fail in your conquest."

"What? That brat? Then what must I do to ensure my victory?" Sadiq furiously questioned them. The three Fates merely shrugged, ignoring his question. Sadiq opened his mouth, intending to argue with them, but within the next moment they had disappeared, leaving behind an angry Sadiq and a nervous Gupta and Emir.

"Damn them!" Sadiq shouted. He furiously began to pace back and forth. An idea had formed quickly in his mind when Emil had mentioned Heracles. Sadiq already knew that brat had to be taken care of, the sooner the better. Heracles posed a threat to his plans, he had since the moment he was born.

Sadiq stopped his pacing and looked toward Gupta and Emir. Both of his servants stood at attention and waited for their orders.

"Gupta, go fetch the potion. You know the one." Gupta looked slightly upset at the order, but went to do as Sadiq asked. Emir watched him go curiously, not understanding what Sadiq had asked for.

"Sir, what was it you asked Gupta to go get?" Emir asked. Sadiq looked down at the short, olive skinned boy. His tense posture relaxed.

"I told him to go get that potion. It doesn't have a name, probably because there are so few that almost no one knows of them," Sadiq moved his gaze to stare out of a window that revealed a nice view of the small garden with the few plants that would grow in the Underworld. "It's a potion that makes mortals who drink it so weak that they can no longer move."

"But how are you going to use it to defeat Heracles?"

Sadiq was silent, but a dark grin slowly crept over his face. Emir wanted to question him again, but stopped as he heard Gupta's footsteps coming back towards them. Gupta entered the room and presented a small, dark pink potion to Sadiq. Sadiq glanced at it, but didn't take it.

"I want you two to take Heracles and give it to him. You know what to do after he drinks the last drop."

Gupta nodded, and waited until Sadiq had walked out to frown unhappily. Emir was still confused and he went over to Gupta and tugged on his robe to get his attention. "Gupta, why does Sadiq want us to give Heracles that potion?"

"Didn't he explain to you what it does?" Gupta asked.

"He only said that it made mortals weak. But Heracles is a god, right?"

Gupta sighed, "It makes the strongest mortals weak to the point of death. But for a god," Gupta paused, "for a god it makes them mortal."

Emir thought over this and then said, "So we're making Heracles a mortal? Why?"

"Because you can't kill a god, but you can easily kill a mortal."

                                                                  ~HETALIA~