Hercules Disney Apollo Novels & Stories

However, before Goddess Apollo could finish her words, Darryl shook his head secretly, indicating her not to panic. This time, Goddess Apollo learned her lesson and quickly shut her mouth. Although after what had happened just now, Goddess Apollo knew that Darryl was resourceful and would not help Tarrasque leave. He must have his reasons to do so.

When Jolene gets to her tent, she closes her eyes and she sends out sweet whispers to Apollo. Apollo answers her and brings her to the sun. He pulls her in for a hug, “I’ve been waiting for you to ask me!” She hugs him tight and kisses his cheek. He lays her on his bed and kisses her stomach, “How are my two warriors?” She giggles, “Your three Warriors are doing just fine!” Apollo is confused, “three?” She clarifies, “The moon goddess has gotten me away from Luna and Diablo and now I am traveling with your son.”

He questions, sliding a meaningful look towards Owen, who scowls in response. “Hey!” Owen snaps. “I haven’t exactly gotten around to explaining things.” And I’m not really sure how, I add quietly to myself. “Alright, well, allow me to explain, then.” Apollo shrugs, like it’s not a big deal he’s about to send Owen’s world skyrocketing off its axis. “Your friend here is a Goddess, the Goddess of Magic, to elaborate. Hecate. And I’m afraid she’s got herself twisted up into quite a mess.”

He added quietly. “I know we are thinking the same thing.” Hermes stood and looked at Apollo. “I want you to be happy, Apollo but now is not the right time. Your actions are letting the destroyer win.” Hermes shook his head disapprovingly before he left the island. Apollo did not leave his spot even when the sun had begun setting. He thought of what Hermes had said. His groans as his head hangs low with its sudden aching. Thinking hard and deep for so long had made him dizzy up to the point he just wanted to faint to escape from the endless loop of thoughts.

"You can both come with us here. The helicopter is large enough for all of us." Zamantha and Mrs. Zenaida Lavigne nodded without hesitation even though both of them weren't actually sure who the bloody hell was Apollo. No one was still introducing him to them. Apollo even offered his hands to Zamantha and Mrs. Zenaida Lavigne to help them climb the stairs of the military helicopter. Afterwards, Apollo turned to Dionysus and smirked at him. "You owe me for this one, little brother." "Then, Zoey has to live first." Dionysus clenched his jaw and climbed the helicopter next. While Apollo hopped inside the seat beside the pilot.

I asked, He took a deep breath before telling me, “Apollo is suffering from Dissociative Identity Disorder, which is Spilt or Multiple Personality disorder, from the age of 7…” he glanced at Romulus and continued, ”...he had been through physical and emotional abuse and also depression at the early age....which caused his first alternate to appear, which is Cyrus… Cyrus helped Apollo from escaping reality… even though he had done horrible things but he helped Apollo and was always aware of his thoughts, Cyrus let Apollo know what he does and thinks…” he said,

He had no idea, but he found himself saying, "I can fight." She nodded, finally looking away from him. "Good." They all began talking as soon as she turned away from him, Leonidas learning their names in quick succession. Hercules, he was a Zeus Familia and from the way he spoke, a High Family. The girl on him, Aellai, Artemis, he was not sure what she was or not. Then on another log entirely, two other people, Odysseus, a Poseidon Familia and Dido, an Athena Familia.

(VERA’s POV) As for Apollo, he was also making new friends at school. He had met a boy named Lucas, who shared his love of adventure and exploration. The two of them would spend hours talking about their favorite books and movies, and they would often go on adventures together. Lucas was a bit of a wild child, always looking for the next big thrill. But he was also kind and loyal, and Apollo adored him. I was happy to see Apollo thriving, but I was also a little wary of Lucas's influence. He seemed like a good kid, but I knew that he could also be a bit of a troublemaker.

His black leather bodysuit made him look like the sexiest blacksmith ever and his fire hued hair was bedazzling. Across from there sat the other four; Aphrodite goddess of love, she looked like the ideal woman, perfect in every way. She had on a light pink robe and adorned herself with the whitest of pearls. She was breathtaking. Apollo god of the sun, well, he couldn't be seen as he was blazing too bright as all the other gods had to shield their eyes. Hermes messenger of the gods and god of mischief, he was in his usual servant robes but in a more godly form, with his winged sandals and staff.

King Midas had his ears transformed into donkey ears for not choosing Apollo as the winner of a contest against Pan and Apollo also cheated in a contest with the satyr Marsyas – then, for being his equal in talent, flayed the unfortunate soul alive. Appollo liked cows…but he liked music more. Although his sacred animals were the wolf, the raven, and the dolphin, Appollo was also known as the god of cowherds and kept (bright red) sacred cows, the finest cattle in the world. Hermes, however, once stole fifty of these cows as a joke; when Appollo found out, the only thing keeping him from killing the god of thieves on the spot was Hermes’ invention – a lyre. Appollo was so entranced that he exc