Hercules Third Labor Novels & Stories

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They often would try to pair her with Vulcan despite knowing that he was in love with Roula. The last one in their group was hardly ever with them. When he could, he would be off pranking anyone that he could. He was a leaner version of Apollo and seemingly in his shadow as well. Merc Moon was pretty fast. Only the other gods would be able to see him when he was running about. It was as if he was the wind. Hermes would often get a glaring look from Jupiter. He wanted to make sure they didn’t call unnecessary attention to themselves.

, Hercules roared, Mike, Josh, and Macro were sacred, their expression can speak the truth. " Please, Hercules! spare our life !! ", they begged. " Spare you !! ", Hercules motioned his men to free them. " Run as far as you can ", Hercules roared. "Hercules stop your madness ! ", Avni begged, it was so nausea. " No, it will not !! ", Hercules roared and chopped their limbs of Macro in a swift motion, Macro fell to the floor but he was still dragging himself on the ground, " Hercules please ! spare my life ! please don't ", he joined her hand and before he could beg for mercy Hercules raised his sword and chopped his body into two pieces.

So, Olympus had wondered for the longest time – before these events and even more so now that these things had happened – who the strongest among the new age gods was. Was it Heracles, the son of Olympus who had made barged into the holy land with his talent alone? He who had a mortal mother and nothing exceptional to himself, but his face had braved every obstacle to appear before Zeus, claiming that he was the God King’s son. In a bid to ascertain his credentials and blood, Zeus had given him 12 Labours and sent him on his way, believing that the young boy who understood not the immensities of Olympus nor the politics that governed the sacred land, would die before reaching his 3rd Labour.

Because I don’t care how many times you go through labor—there’s always fear. And on top of everything, there’s still the prophecy. Lucifer is back, and I still haven’t told my mom. “Where are they?” I pant as the contraction eases. Hermes is quiet for a second. “On the road. About two turns from the hospital.” I nod, lean back against the pillows, and breathe. A cool cloth wipes sweat from my skin, and I smile with my eyes closed. “Thanks, love.” “You don’t have to thank me, asteráki mu,” he says gently. “You’ve got hard work ahead. I’ll do anything I can to ease it.”

He tiptoed and made sure the door to the chamber was not fully closed, so he could monitor what was going on. Hercules was resting on the throne, when the door opened. He looked up to see a maid step inside the chamber. "How dare you step into the chambers. Haven't you heard that it is forbidden for commoners like you?" Hercules however observed something was off about the maid as her eyes seemed to have gone pitch black, something that made him realized she was possessed.

“Not bad. You’re already a Master Saint at such a young age. You’re quite talented.” The Turtle Sage did not hold back his compliments. Andrius did not respond. He had just injured the Turtle Sage’s pet, so there was no way the latter would praise him genuinely. “However...” Sure enough, the Turtle Sage said the next moment, “The mechanical trial, beast trial, and human trial... “Each trial is harder than the last. So far, no one has truly passed the third trial! “Young man, it’s better for you to go back now. It’d be a shame if you die young here.”

Her presence loomed over me, casting a shadow that only deepened my anguish. Without uttering a single word, Hera eventually turned on her heels, her departure accompanied by a series of stern orders to the guards. Their duty was clear - to watch over me until the night, ensuring that I completed my crawl on the unforgiving gravel. As Hera vanished from sight, the guards stationed themselves around me, their watchful eyes a constant reminder of their authority. They stood like stoic sentinels, unwavering in their commitment to their task. Their presence served as a stark reminder that even in the face of empathy from my fellow slaves, I was still at the mercy of those in power.

"Well, we had to gather ourselves and reach out to all the gods. The moon and ocean goddess, the goddess of death, the rain God, and all other gods and we combined our strengths together to war against the witches. When the witches found out about us, they cast a very deadly spell on us but it was too late for them too. We had already drained over eighty percent of their spiritual energy." Lucien explained. "And, guess where the war took place?" Heracles asked us. "The forest of Koda?" Saul asked. "You are right. The forest of Koda. So, as their strength were draining, the witches cursed us all to remain in this place and never to be able to reach out to any living one again." 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.