It Doesn't Matter
It Doesn't Matter
By Jopru
This story is not intended to violate any copyrights held by MCA, Universal Studios, or Renaissance Pictures concerning Hercules: The Legendary Journeys. This story is for fun and no money was made from it.
‘Here we go again,' he thought as he ran head on into the battle.
Catching the first bandit he ran into with an uppercut, he finished him off with a roundhouse kick to the chin. Turning, he barely escaped the arrow that flew by his shoulder. Facing off with the next as he drew his sword and advanced. This man was a horrible swordsman for it only took him a few minutes to knock him unconscious. Quickly looking around, he saw three more knocking a man down and grabbing the woman and children that were with him. With anger surging through him as he rushed towards them he had the advantage of surprise on his side. Taking out the two who had the children he then went after the one holding the lady.
Let her go and I might consider not hurting you.
Putting his sword to the woman's throat, the bandit looked him square in the eyes. Come any closer and I might just kill her.
They were at a standoff. Not backing down, his thoughts ran rampant on how to remedy this. Smiling, looking over the bandits shoulder. Let her go and maybe he won't hurt you.
You really don't think I'm gonna fall for that, do you?
He just shrugged his shoulders. Don't say I didn't warn you.
It was the last thing the bandit remembered.
Are you alright? The man who had taken care of the bandit who held her asked as he helped her up.
Yes, thank you. The woman murmured as she looked around. Seeing what she was looking for she sighed and smiled. Children
Two young children ran into her arms, the third was being carried to her by the blonde man who had first helped them. Taking the babe from his arms, she quickly kissed his cheek. Thank you.
You're welcome. Blushing, the man turned away to check the injured man. Kneeling beside him, he checked for a pulse. When he'd found this, he began to examine his injuries. Doesn't seem to be any major injuries other than the blow that knocked him out. Is there a well for water close by?
Nodding, the woman quickly went to retrieve water and supplies to help clean the mans wounds, her children following closely.
I'm going to see if I can find out what happened here, Iolaus.
Ok Herc, I'll take care of them and we'll see if we can find anything here. Iolaus glanced up at his friend. Be careful.
Nodding, Hercules walked towards the middle of the village. All he could see was damage and destruction. Where are all the people?
As soon as the woman returned, Iolaus turned over the care of the injured man to her. What happened here? Where is everyone?
Shaking her head, the woman didn't look at him. I'm not sure. We were just passing through when those men attacked us and you appeared.
Hearing the man moan, Iolaus knelt beside him. Take it easy, you'll be alright. You were attacked and injured.
The mans eyes fluttered then opened. Who, who are you? What happened?
My name's Iolaus. We came upon you as you were being attacked. Relax.
I'm Tarif. This is my wife, Lara and our children. Thank you for your help.
Standing, Iolaus looked towards where he'd last seen Hercules. Unable to see anyone, he was getting a little worried. This was a fairly thriving village, more and more people were moving here. And yet now....
Turning back to the family, Iolaus made his decision. Let's get you to shelter. Not all the buildings were destroyed. Once you're safely inside, I need to find my friend.
While Iolaus helped the man, the woman gathered the children. The small group then headed towards the center of the village. As they passed charred and fallen homes, the woman shielded her children from the view. Iolaus' face was getting more grim each step, for he and Hercules had just been through here not more than two weeks ago. They had friends who resided here.
My Gods, there's nothing left. The man whispered.
Here. This building looks to be in safe conditions. Stay here while I check it out. Drawing his sword, Iolaus went into the home. After what seemed an eternity to the them, Iolaus returned.
Come on. It seems to be sound and there's plenty of room for everyone. He led the way into the home, helping the family get settled.
After starting a fire, he turned to the couple. I need to help my friend. When I leave, lock the door and don't open it for anyone but he or I.
Be safe, Iolaus.
Don't worry, we'll be back in time for dinner. The hunter smiled at them, then was gone.
Hercules continued through the village checking building after building. Not a person was in sight. He continued on his quest. Looking in the next house for any sign of life. Hello?
Looking in all the rooms to no avail, Hercules turned to head back out. Just as reached the door, he thought he saw something to his left. Before he could investigate, his head exploded into pain. As he fell to the floor towards unconsciousness, he thought he heard a familiar laughter.
Iolaus was getting more worried by the minute. Not only had he not found one single villager, he could not locate Hercules. Picking up the pace his sword drawn, Iolaus went in the next home. Anyone here? Hercules?
Stepping back outside, Iolaus looked at the sky. Not much daylight left. He turned in circles scanning all areas he could see. Nothing. Taking a deep breath, Iolaus tried to decide his best course of action here. He didn't want to leave that family alone too much longer, Tarif was still weak from the attack. On the other hand, Hercules should've returned by now. His decision made, he headed to the next building.
Just as Iolaus reached the door to the next building, Hercules came stumbling out. Iolaus reached out to grab his friend. Herc? What's wrong? What happened?
Let go of me! Hercules jerked away, causing Iolaus to lurch backwards from the sheer power of this one move.
Catching his balance, Iolaus looked at his friend. Noticing some blood at the base of Hercules neck, Iolaus moved forward to get a closer look. Herc, you've been hurt. Let me see how bad it is.
Get away from me! I won't tell you again! Hercules glared at Iolaus, then walked away.
Iolaus released the breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding. Watching his friend walk, no stalk away in anger. He'd never seen Hercules act this way. Iolaus hesitated for only a second then silently followed his friend from a distance.
When they'd finally reached the far end of the village, six mercenaries attacked Hercules. Iolaus ran and joined in the fray.
About to reach his friends side, Iolaus spotted one about to hit Hercules. Herc, behind you!
Hercules swung his arm backwards and merely swatted the man away. He then turned and advanced angrily toward Iolaus.
Realizing that Hercules actually meant to harm him, Iolaus backed away. He didn't want to fight his friend. The only thought running through his mind was how could he help his friend if he couldn't get near him. He remembered the mercenaries too late, for it was on his way to unconsciousness that he realized he let his guard down.
Waking up, Hercules groaned as he realized two things. His head felt like it had been split in half and his hands were bound. Pulling to break the chains, he was surprised that they didn't immediately come apart. Were these forged by Hephaestus? Opening his eyes, squinting in the light, he looked around him, trying to remember exactly what happened.
He had been looking through the village for any survivors. The last building he'd entered was deserted like the rest, but then he'd seen something move to his left and then pain. Wait a minute, he also remembered laughter. It had seemed familiar. Closing his eyes against the pain, his last thought was where is Iolaus? before succumbing to unconsciousness again.
Holding his side, Iolaus stumbled to the door where he'd thought he'd left the family. Knocking, he slumped against the wall. When they'd knocked him out, they must of gave him a couple of kicks to the ribs for good measure, Iolaus thought.
Who's there? Tarif called from inside.
Relief flooded through him. Grimacing, he replied. Iolaus
The door swung open and Tarif looked out. Not immediately seeing Iolaus, the man almost slammed the door shut again.
Tarif?
Iolaus? What happened? Here let me help you inside. Moving to Iolaus side, Tarif helped the hunter stand. Once inside, he closed the door and latched it again. Helping Iolaus to a chair, he called for his wife.
I'm fine, just a little stiff. I don't recommend being a kicking bag to anyone. Iolaus tried to laugh, wincing in pain, the laughter died on his lips. Gratefully drinking the water offered him by Lara, he looked around the home. They'd cleaned it up some.
You didn't find Hercules?
Not ready to answer this question yet, Iolaus merely nodded. He had some thinking to do on this, for he was sure that the man he'd thought was his friend, was an imposter.
Groggily, he opened his eyes once again to a lesser pain than last time. Looking around, he noticed no guards. He attempted to move to no avail for he was still shackled by chains that were unbreakable. Taking a calming breath, he tried to relax against his bonds. He still didn't know what happened to the village, this wasn't good.
Iolaus was already up and moving before any of the family had arisen. He'd gathered wood for the fire and found food to feed the little ones. He was just getting his supplies together when Tarif came from the room his family shared.
Iolaus? What are you doing?
I have to find Hercules, Tarif. Iolaus finished with his pack, then turned to his new friend and offered his hand. I've gathered more supplies for you.
Tarif took the hunters hand, understanding his worry. Be safe, Iolaus
Latch the door behind me.
Tarif watched as Iolaus headed down the middle of the village, then closed and latched the door.
Deciding his best course of action was to head back to the where he'd first came across the imposter. Iolaus couldn't bring himself to call this man Hercules, for deep in his heart, he knew it wasn't his friend. When the building came into view, Iolaus drew his sword. Just as he was about to enter, a bright light appeared in front of him.
Squinting his eyes against the glare, Iolaus suspected this was the God responsible for the Hercules and the villagers disappearances. Alright, show yourself.
Y y you!! Swallowing, Iolaus stood still, afraid to do anything else.
Iolaus, you really didn't think I've forgotten about you did you? Laughter rang out into the silent village.
Where's Hercules? What have you done with him and the villagers? Iolaus finally gathered his voice.
Iolaus, Iolaus. Where are your manners? As they advanced toward the hunter.
Iolaus backed away as fear overtook him. Unfortunately, the well was at the back of his legs all to soon, offering him no room
to move. Reaching him, placing their hand at his shoulder, they ran it the length of his arm.
I'll make you a deal. You come to my side willingly, and I'll let Hercules and the villagers go. You were meant to be mine since you were a child.
Shaking his head, Iolaus didn't want to believe this. He knew he shouldn't believe this. His thoughts though ran back to his childhood. A thief, you'll never be more than a thief. Was this what was meant to be all along?
Hephaestus!! Aphrodite!! His voice was getting hoarse as he continued to roar for his relations.
Not sure what had happened to the villagers, Hercules was also worried about Iolaus. He knew his best friend wouldn't rest until he found him, but at what risks?
Frustrated, he tried again. Hephaestus!! Aphrodite!!
Iolaus couldn't believe that when he first saw the flash of light that he thought it was a God. This was no God.
How do I know you're telling the truth?
Waving her hand, the missing villagers appeared around them. Iolaus couldn't believe his eyes.
Where's Hercules?
Oh, come now Iolaus, you're smarter than that. Why do you think I took the villagers in the first place? To lure you here of course and Hercules showing up, well, I knew I had you then. Do you really think I'll release him before I have you?
Why me? I'm not important.
Oh, but to me you are. Hercules ruined my plans with Xerxos, but I still receive a prize.That laugh chilled him to the bone.
Hercules startled when Hephaestus appeared beside him. Seeing who it was, relief visibly settled through him.
It's about time.
Looking his cousin over, Hephaestus finally spoke. Nice to see you too. Hercules? Why are you in the chains I loaned to Athena?
Athena? Hercules croaked, he could barely speak from the shouting before. Why would Athena do this to me?
I don't know what you did, Hercules, but let's get you out of them. Hephaestus proceeded to undo the chains that held Hercules. Shaking his head, he wondered aloud. I should of knew she was up to something, I should of knew. Athena never comes to me for anything but weapons.
Hercules looked at Hephaestus. What did you say?
Just that....
Hephaestus, I heard what you said. I meant that you're right. Athena has no need for chains and she and I have always gotten along. I don't think it was Athena who came to you.
Finally, the chains came undone. Then who was it?
Standing, Hercules stretched to get the kinks out of his muscles. I'm not sure, but I'm going to find out.
Choose quickly and wisely Iolaus. Hercules doesn't have much time left. She looked at Iolaus, thinking how grand it will be to have the best friend of Hercules. He was hers to begin with. Still, she had no intentions of releasing the demi-god if she didn't have to. Her attentions were so focused on Iolaus, she hadn't realized that Hercules was already free and on his way here.
Iolaus knew there was no choice. Hercules was to important to the world, to him. He couldn't let anything happen to his friend because of what had started in his own childhood. Regretting that he wouldn't get the chance to explain to Hercules, Iolaus lowered his head not wanting to see the gleam of victory in this beast eyes.
Alright, you release Hercules and I'll pledge myself to you.
Smiling, Sin waved her hand yet again and just as they started to disappear, Iolaus looked up to see an image of Hercules running toward him. Thinking he was being tortured, sadness engulfed him, for he would never have the comfort this friendship brought him again. Closing his eyes, Iolaus whispered Be well my friend.
Hercules reached the well just as they disappeared from the center of the village into nothingness.
Turning in circles, Hercules looked for any sign of his friend. Iolaus!!!
Finally, sitting against the well, breathing deeply, Hercules couldn't believe what he'd seen. Leaning his head back, Hercules stared at the spot he'd last scene his friend.
Hercules? Tarif, upon having seen the villagers return, had ventured out looking for Iolaus.
Looking up at him, Hercules sighed. Yes?
I'm Tarif, you and Iolaus saved my family last night. Iolaus was out looking for you, we must find him and let him know you're
safe. He was pretty worried.
Iolaus is gone.
What? I just saw him only an hour ago. He'd looked for you last night. He said he thought he'd found you, but it was an imposter. When he came back he was pretty beaten up. Tarif sat beside Hercules. He said that's how he knew it was an imposter.
Iolaus slumped dizzily to the ground, when they'd appeared in the place that Sin had held Hercules.
Where is he? Sin yelled angrily. Looking at the chains that still lay there, unbroken. He couldn't of gotten out of them on his own. I tricked Hephaestus into giving them to me.
Looking up at this last remark, Iolaus tried to comprehend what he'd just heard. Did she say Hercules got free on his own? Relief flooded through him as the reality that Hercules was free sunk in.
Hercules? Hephaestus appeared beside his cousin.
Looking at Hephaestus, Hercules stood. Who would need your chains?
Who knows? Ares? Hmm... nah, he just wants weapons. A number of warlords?
Hephaestus concentrate.
Look Hercules, there's only one other I can think of. And I don't even want to imagine that.
Who?
Well, they can appear to a mortal as someone who's close to whom they're after. Hephaestus looked, well looked, frightened. Hercules, this person is even further in Tarterus than Hades.
Sin. Hercules remembered his encounter with her. The last time we met she said I'd taken a lot of people from her. Iolaus. When she'd said that, she looked right at him.
Sin doesn't follow the rules of the Gods, Hercules.
How do we get her attention?
Standing, Iolaus looked at Sin with contempt. It didn't work Sin. Hercules freed himself, all bets are off.
No Iolaus, you're still mine. Sin turned and looked at Iolaus with eyes turned red. Even Hercules can't free you. Hmmm, maybe I can make him an offer.
Before he could run, Sin shot fire around Iolaus forming a cage. Trying to find a way out, he felt heat radiating with every turn.
He had no where to go.
Oops, I think I hear your friend calling now. Laughing, Sin disappeared from Iolaus' sight.
Noooo!
Great! Just great!! Iolaus turned in a small circle, unable to do anything else. He couldn't see anyway to free himself. Hah, there's not even room to sit down.
Closing his eyes, Iolaus took deep, even breaths. Trying to remember what his teacher had taught him when he was in the east, he relaxed as much as he was able to why standing. Suddenly it came to him. Opening his eyes, he stared at the fire while putting all thoughts from his mind. A short time later the flames of his cage seemed to recede some. Smiling, the hunter knew Sins' secret now. Again he concentrated, staring at the flames as they slowly were reduced to embers. Before they could again grow to become his cage, Iolaus leaped over them and rolled to the wall. Turning back, Iolaus saw that the fiery prison was once again in place. Mentally thanking his teacher for his wisdom, Iolaus ran out of the cave that had once held him and Hercules prisoners. He needed to get to Hercules and warn him.
I don't know Hercules. I've never had a reason to call Sin. Hephaestus looked solemnly at his cousin. Wait a minute, wait a minute.
What?
I'll be right back. Smiling, Hephaestus disappeared.
Now what? Pacing, Hercules threatened to make a new path around the well.
As quickly as he disappeared, Hephaestus reappeared with a vial of liquid. Still smiling, he handed it to Hercules. Here
Looking at the liquid and back at his cousin, Hercules couldn't resist. What is it?
Aphrodite sent it. It's a little something she made after your last encounter with Sin. Let's just say, your sister doesn't like you evil.
I don't understand. Hercules again looked at the vial of liquid. Aphrodite?
Drink it before Sin arrives Hercules.
When Hercules looked up again, he was alone.Deciding he didn't like himself evil either, Hercules sighed. An encounter with Sin was inevitable.
With that thought foremost in his mind, he put the vial to his lips and drank.
Hang on Iolaus.
It seemed to him that he'd been running forever.
Finally, almost to the village, Iolaus stopped to catch his breath. As far as he could tell, he hadn't been followed. But this was Sin they were talking about and he had seen what she had done to Hercules before.
With that thought foremost in his mind, he began to run.
Hang on Hercules.
How nice to see you again, Hercules.
Hercules swung around to face Sin as she appeared behind him in the disguise of Serena again. Sorry, I can't say the same for you, Sin.
Walking around Hercules, Sin couldn't help but smile. Come now Hercules, we've shared intimacies.
We've shared nothing but your lies and demons.
Laughing, Sin stepped in front of the son of Zeus. We share more than that Hercules. What about Iolaus?
If you've done anything to harm him Sin, I swear I'll.....
You'll do what Hercules? Kill me? Finding no immediate answer forthcoming from Hercules, Sin continued. My, my, all this anger over one little mortal. Sorry to tell you, but he's mine now.
I don't think so Sin.
Sin swung to face the newcomer. How did you?, never mind, it doesn't matter. You're still mine Iolaus
Before either man could react, Sins eyes turned red yet again and Iolaus disappeared. Turning her attentions back to Hercules, Now where were we? Oh yes, we were discussing your friend.
Bring him back.
Before the day is through, they'll both belong to me. Walking away, Sins' smile broadened at these thoughts.
Turning to face the demi-god, she finally replied. I'll make you a deal Hercules.
How did this happen? Finding himself hanging suspended by his arms over a rapidly flowing river, Iolaus tried to free himself. Great, just great. I get out of a fiery cage just to land into a raging river.
Twisting himself to look at what was holding him, Iolaus felt the bottom fall out of his stomach when he realized he'd never get out of this on his own. He didn't think even Hercules could help him now. He was sure the chains holding him were the same ones he'd seen in the cave that Sin first took him to. Trying not to panic, Iolaus realized that if he hung like this for very long, the weight of his body was going to take its toll on him and he wouldn't have to worry about anything else. Even if he could swing his legs up, there was nowhere to go.
At least I know Hercules is safe. Iolaus sighed.
No deals Sin.
Let me show you what will happen to Iolaus if you don't agree Hercules.
Sin opened a portal showing Iolaus hanging by his arms over a rampaging river. Hercules caught his breath. Not only could this be damaging to his friends arms, he knew Iolaus wasn't a strong swimmer. Even if he survived a fall, he'd never make it in the rapids.Looking back at Sin, he made his decision.
What kind of deal?
Well, you did pretty good going after Xerxos, I'm thinking I could use a demon you to help round up all my stray pets.
Alright, you take me to Iolaus and release him and... Before he could finish his sentence, Hercules found himself on a cliff. Turning slowly, he realized where he was. He carefully made his way to the edge. Iolaus?
Not hearing an immediate reply, Hercules shouted louder this time. Iolaus!
Herc?
Relaxing slightly upon hearing Iolaus' weak reply. Hang on Iolaus
Very funny Herc.
Sorry. You'll be free soon. Hercules reassured his friend.
NO! Iolaus knew what Hercules was going to do. He started to struggle with the chains binding his arms. Hercules, don't!!
Hercules turned to Sin, he knew what he had to do. Alright Sin, you release Iolaus from the chains and all deals. Then I'll be yours, but only if you turn me into that demon again. I don't want to know what I'm doing.
Sin knew she had him. She'd waited a long time for Iolaus, but that was a drop in the bucket when she could have the son of Zeus. Things couldn't have gone any better but it would serve her to be on the cautious side when dealing with Hercules.
No Hercules. You become my demon first, then Iolaus will be freed.
No deal then.
Sin eyed the demi-god. He'll be free no matter what, why does it matter when?
If this plan were going to work, Hercules had to get Iolaus free first. Because if I'm going to be your demon, I want good to be the last thing I see Sin.
Very well then.
Iolaus found himself flung at Hercules feet. Trying to get up, he found his arms were useless at the moment. Strong hands under his arms helped him to his feet.Looking into the eyes of his best friend, Iolaus' own eyes pleaded with Hercules. Don't do this Herc.
Putting his hand on the shoulder of his brother, his friend, Hercules finally spoke. I can handle this Iolaus.
No Herc, you can't. You barely made it the last time. Don't do this.
I'm not going to argue with you over this Iolaus.
Herc, I'm not worth this. Iolaus whispers.
Iolaus, get out of here. With one last look at his friend, Hercules turned back to Sin. Let's get this over with.
Shaking his head in denial, Iolaus backed away. He wasn't going anywhere. Hercules needed his support now.
Sin stepped up to Hercules and kissed him, releasing the demon fires into his being. Finally, she backed away laughing. Finally! The son of......
Before she say more, Hercules started coughing. Hard, choking coughs.
What? What are you doing?
Iolaus ran to Hercules side as he fell to his knees, coughing violently. Herc?
With his throat burning and his eyes watering, Hercules could barely nod. Coughing nearly to the point of gagging, he grabbed Iolaus' arm in a crushing grip. Suddenly the demon emerged from his mouth in a vapor to flow towards the skies into nothing. Iolaus caught him as he fell to the ground unconscious.
NO!! This can't be happening! Sin shouted in anger.
Oh, it's happening, Mz. Evil! Aphrodite appeared in between the two friends and Sin. Let me make a little suggestion here. Get a life!! Leave my bro' and sweet cheeks alone.
You have no right to interfere here. Sin eyed the Goddess of Love.
Duh, sure I do. That's my little brother you're messing with. I told you the last time you'd never succeed and I made sure of that with my little potion. Oh, and don't even think of trying this again, cause it's permanent.
Iolaus watched as Sin and Aphrodite stood eye to eye, neither backing down. He literally shook in his boots when Sin turned and looked at him, smiling.
I don't think so. Aphrodite waved her hand and Iolaus found a vial of liquid in his hand. Drink it now.
Iolaus didn't wait to be told twice, swallowing the entire contents in one motion.
Aphodite laughed as Sin disappeared in a whirlwind of anger as the dust swirled around them.
Herc? Hercules? Iolaus continued to hold the cool clothe to his friends head. Hercules hadn't stirred since the confrontation. It's been too long, he's got to wake up soon.
Unable to sit and do nothing any longer, Iolaus made his decision. Making sure Hercules was as comfortable as possible he began to search for the items he needed.
Returning to where his friend lay, Iolaus quickly checked him. Sitting across from Hercules he then began to fashion together the wood and vines he'd gathered into a litter. When he was finished he struggled to get Hercules onto it.
Gathering their belongings, Iolaus then set out for the village where all this began. Hoping to seek the healer out to cure Hercules.
What should have been a few hours travel, had now turned into four. Iolaus stopped to wipe the beads of sweat off his face. After taking a drink from his waterskin he then dampened the cloth again and replaced it on Hercules forehead. Readying himself for the final leg of the journey, Iolaus muttered under his breath. What have you been eating buddy? And you say I'm heavy.
Iolaus had tried repeatedly calling for Aphrodite for help, with no response. His throat was parched from the continuous journey underneath the flaming sun. After the already trying day, he dared not stop anymore in fear that he'd not be able to start again. Not even for water.
Letting his thoughts go back to when they'd first arrived at the village, Iolaus now wondered how he hadn't seen the trap. Hercules wasn't even suppose to be with him there. He had finished his business quicker than he'd thought and had rushed to meet Iolaus at the crossroads. Feeling the pang of guilt at his friend being hurt trying to save him, Iolaus wondered if this was how Hercules felt when he got hurt. If so, I'm sorry to put you through that my friend.
He thought of how Hercules' half sister had stood up to Sin. Who would of thought the Goddess of Love would stand up to pure evil. Aphrodite never ceased to amaze him. Frowning at how he'd cringed when Sin had looked at him with that smile, he again wondered what would have happened to him if he and Hercules hadn't become friends so long ago.
Worry and exhaustion began taking their toll on Iolaus. His thoughts tumbled forth, running through all the times he'd caused grief for loved ones in his life. How many chances does one get?
Finally the village came within sight. Iolaus sighed in relief. He was anxious to get Hercules to the healer. His arms so ached that he'd long ago wrapped the rope around his waist and shoulders. He'd truly began to think that he would fail his friend and not be able to go much further. His only thoughts now were of his friend and the village ahead of him.
Tarif and Lara decided to stay and help the villagers rebuild. Lara and the children were with the women cooking for the evening meal. Tarif in the meanwhile had been helping clear away all the debris. He'd just took a break to get a drink of water. Glancing up, Tarif spotted a lone traveler.
Recognizing the man, Tarif raised his hand to wave as he walked toward his new friend. Iolaus.
When Tarif neared him, he saw that Iolaus was straining to pull something behind him. Quickly, Tarif ran to his side. Iolaus, what happened?
Without breaking his stride, Iolaus merely asked. Please Tarif, run ahead and find the healer.
In the short time of Iolaus and Tarif's conversation, the villagers were in a panic. The son of Zeus, Hercules, had begun to wreak havoc among the survivors. He was accompanied by a half dozen thugs with weapons. The villagers were scattering to get out of the way of this latest attack. The leader of the village made a quick decision, and shouted to the rest. Quick, to the town hall, it's the largest and safest. Quickly, get your families there!!
Tarif arrived at the center of the village, out of breath, he watched in horror at the destruction this village was yet again seeing. Lara, children, where are they? Looking around, he couldn't see his family anywhere. His eyes widened in horror at what he did see. Hercules. No that couldn't be, he'd just seen Iolaus pulling an injured Hercules at the edge of the village. This must be the imposter that Iolaus had encountered the night before.
Not immediately knowing where his family, the healer, or the rest of the villagers' were, Tarif turned quickly and headed back to meet Iolaus. He needed to warn the hunter of what had happened.
Iolaus! Iolaus!!
Iolaus' head jerked up at Tarif's frightened voice. Oh no, this doesn't look good. He continued to move at a slow, steady pace. Only a few more steps and he'd be at the edge of the village.
Iolaus! The village, it's under attack, by, by Hercules. Well, by the imposter Hercules you were talking about.
Iolaus finally stopped. His whole being was shaking from the stress. It didn't matter now if he could begin pulling again. He couldn't take Hercules into the village while under attack. I don't understand. I thought for sure that was Sin's doing.
Please, Iolaus. You have to do something. Lara and the children are missing. Tarif was clearly distressed. He'd seen more destruction and evil in the last two days than in his whole life.
Looking at Hercules, then glancing at the village, Iolaus sighed. Shaking his head in denial, Iolaus at Tarif and said the words he'd never thought he'd ever say. I'm sorry, I, I can't.
What? Tarif stared at him in disbelief. From what little time he'd been around this man, Tarif had seen him go against odds greater than this. Now, Iolaus stood before him and refused to even try to help.
Without looking at Tarif, Iolaus started fussing with the cloak covering Hercules. He then readied himself to begin his journey again. I can't leave Hercules, Tarif. He needs me now. I need to get him to a healer. I'm sorry.
Tarif had seen the look on Iolaus' face. The display of emotions. The outrage of hearing the village was being attacked, the fear and guilt he felt at his friends' injuries. It was then he realized there was a special bond between these two friends and that no matter what the hunter did, he would feel guilty over the other the rest of his life.
Tarif stood there watching the hunter gather his strength and then begin to pull his friend yet once more. Dismay, surprise, and outrage all waged a war in his mind. He knew there was nothing he could do to fight an army. And an army it was, led by someone, something, pretending to be the half God son of Zeus. After hearing from his wife what this one man had done to help them before, he was sure that Iolaus would be able to help the villagers and his family.
Fear and anger merged, and before even thinking Tarif found words tumbling from his mouth. Words that were harsh and cruel, he acknowledged, but nevertheless, desperately needed. Iolaus! You and I both know this is happening because of you. I talked to Hercules before, he knew someone had lured you here. Don''t you think this village has already seen enough damage and pain?
Iolaus stopped as these words flew at him. Closing his eyes, he stood there a moment, not moving a muscle. He knew Tarif was right, knew it all along. He couldn't let these people suffer anymore because of him. Slowly, he turned and looked at Hercules. He'd also suffered because of Iolaus' own mistakes. Looking at Tarif, Iolaus finally spoke. Help me get Hercules to some shade. You stay with him and I''ll go see what I can do at the village.
Tarif released the breath he'd been holding. Thank you.
Iolaus and Tarif were silent as they each took an end of the litter and carried Hercules into a copse of trees to settle him.
Once that was taken care of, Iolaus questioned Tarif on what he'd seen. Learning what area had first been attacked and where the villagers had went to for safety. He wasn't sure who this Hercules was, he just hoped that he could defeat him.
Iolaus moved back to his friend, knelt beside him and whispered. Herc, I have to go help these people now. I''ll be back with the healer as soon as I can.
Standing, he quickly moved toward the opposite side of the village that had been attacked.
Working his way past destroyed buildings and homes, Iolaus wanted to get a look at what he was up against. He had a suspicion that these were the same attackers he'd met last when following the man he'd first thought was Hercules.
Looking around the corner of the next building, Iolaus saw eight of the meanest, ugliest men he'd seen in awhile. Where do they get these guys.
From what Iolaus could see, they had the building that Tarif said the villagers ran to surrounded on at least three sides. Sighing, he knew he'd have to go around to see how many were on the other side.
Before, he could act on this, he was tapped on his shoulder. Warily, he turned and was promptly punched in the nose. Reacting, Iolaus blocked the next blow, kicking the feet out from his attacker. Backing away, Iolaus got his first good look at the man lying on the ground.
He didn''t have a chance for any other reaction as he found himself being grabbed from behind by both arms. Flipping himself over, he rammed the two thugs into each other, extracting himself from their hold in the process. Without drawing his sword, he butted the head of the one on his left with the hilt, knocking him back down. Turning, he reached for the other when he found himself in a gripping bear hug from behind. Stars began to flash behind his eyes as the air left his lungs.
Gasping for breath, Iolaus struggled to break free, yet he knew this man was a match for his friend and escape was virtually impossible. Feeling his ribs crack, he knew it'd only be a matter of time before he''d be crushed. With a last reserve of energy, Iolaus kicked both legs back feeling the impact against hard muscle. Both men fell to the ground, Iolaus rolling as he hit. Fortunately, he'd made contact with the thigh muscle, for the imposter lay there holding his right leg.
Struggling to catch his breath again, his side aching with each inhale, Iolaus slowly rose to his feet. Wiping the blood from his face, he headed away from the sieged building. It didn't matter now, trying to help the villagers, for if his calculations were right, these guys were going to follow him. Managing to stumble through the center of the village, Iolaus headed out the opposite side of which he'd arrived, away from the villagers, away from Hercules.
Tarif sat silently beside Hercules, all the while he watched the village. It was quiet now, too quiet. He worried if Iolaus had been able to free his family and the villagers. If not, what had become of Iolaus? Either way, he'd made a promise to Iolaus to stay with Hercules. The thought of the Demi-God caused Tarif to again look at him. Hercules had no fever nor visible injuries. He looked as if he were asleep. Tarif studied him, wondering at the deep friendship Hercules and Iolaus shared. He had only been close to one person other than his wife, and that was his twin brother.
Tarif was so deep in thoughts that he actually jumped when Hercules eyes jerked open. Iolaus?
Struggling to sit up, Hercules looked around him, finally focusing on Tarif. Where's Iolaus?
So shocked was Tarif, that he was speechless to answer any questions immediately. Gathering his wits, he wasn't sure he wanted to tell Hercules any ways.
Hercules coughed, his voice rasp, his throat dry. Tarif? What's wrong?
Here, drink slowly. Tarif brought Iolaus' water skin to Hercules mouth, delaying the inevitable.
Hercules looked into Tarif's eyes as he drank. His heart started pounding, his breathing quickened as he saw the worry and pain etched there. Reaching up, he took the water skin from Tarif. With every ounce of his being, Hercules sat up and looked around, catching sight of the again burning Village.
Before Hercules had a chance to ask again, Tarif blurted out. The village was under attack again, my family is there. Iolaus went to help them.
Tarif finished and lowered his head, he was ashamed of the tactics he'd used earlier to get the warrior to help.
And? Hercules voice was calm. His strength was already returning, Hercules felt a little stiff otherwise his normal self.
And Iolaus wasn't going to help, he wanted to take you to a healer. I, I accused him of being the cause of all this in the first place. I was desperate, I'm not a warrior.
Sometimes, Iolaus is a little over protective.
Tarif looked up at the Demi-God, You're not angry with me?
Smiling, Hercules replied, Tarif, if Iolaus isn't angry at you, how could I be? And before you ask, how can I know Iolaus isn't angry at you. You're here aren't you?
Thank you.
Although Hercules wasn't angry with Tarif, he was worried about this new turn of events. Do you know how many were there?
Shaking his head, Tarif answered his question. I only saw a few. Your imposter was leading them. His strength is the same as yours. I saw him, he knocked down a door with one hand. My family and the villagers are in the main building.
Well we best get into the village and help Iolaus then.
Reaching a clearing, Iolaus halted to catch his breath. His chest burned and his ribs forced pain throughout him every time he inhaled. Hearing voices, he looked back from the way he came. The village was no longer within sight, but what he did see was a dozen men entering the clearing behind him, lead by the limping version of Hercules.
Drawing his sword, Iolaus stood battle ready. He couldn't let him see his fear. He knew he was a good warrior, but what kept him alive was knowing when to go with the odds. These odds were not in his favor. His only hope was he'd led them far enough from the villagers and Hercules.
Circling him, the men taunted him.When we're done with you little man, you'll wish you'd never been born.
He should be so lucky, another irritating voice laughed, when we get done showing him what a real fight is. He'll beg for mercy.
Iolaus held his tongue long enough. Swinging to face the imposter, he asked innocent. Why are you with these swine? Not able to take someone on yourself?
The imposter looked at him with steel blue eyes. Silently assessing his advisory, the big man finally stepped forward.
You irritate me, little man. You and I both know that I'm not that do good fool. Swinging, he caught Iolaus off guard in the side of the face, throwing him a good three feet away.
Getting to his feet, Iolaus knew the fight was on for his life. He turned back to his foe asking, Is that all you have?
Two stepped forward to grab him, but the imposter held his hand up. He's mine, stay out of it.
He circled Iolaus slowly, an evil smile on his face. You remind me of that pathetic little jester of mine. Since he's not here, I'm gonna enjoy hurting you.
Iolaus' heart stopped beating for what seemed an eternity, as he tried to process this information. But you, you're dead. Ares killed you.
You seem surprised. Laughing, he reached forward and grabbed Iolaus by his vest. Well, funny how if I'm dead, that frumpy twin of mine is alive. Which means, if you're alive again that jester's running around here somewhere.
Iolaus didn't have a chance to answer as he found himself flying through the air to impact with a tree. The sovereign strolled purposely toward the hunter, pulling him to his feet. Iolaus felt himself lifted into the air again.
Oh, I'm gonna really like this. Pulling his arm back, he punched Iolaus in the jaw.Seeing stars, Iolaus' felt as if his face shattered into a thousand pieces. Momentarily, darkness threatened to engulf him. As he regain his senses, Iolaus knew he had no choice but to get out of reach. He brought both arms down to hit the side of the sovereign's head with both elbows, gaining his release. Scrambling to his feet, he backed away from the sovereign, only to find himself in the middle of the closing circle of sovereign's followers.
I SAID HE WAS MINE! Cringing at the bellow, the men stood their ground.
Running, Hercules and Tarif reached the center of the village. They were surprised to see the villagers slowly coming out of the building.
Spying his family, Tarif hurried to engulf them in his arms. Thank the Gods you are safe.
Hercules, not immediately seeing Iolaus, began to mill through the crowd looking for him. He reached Tarif and his family to hear the last part of what his wife was saying.And then, Grayon said he saw a small blonde man lead them all out of the village.
Which way?
I'm not sure, Hercules. I'm sorry. Lara sadly replied.
Hercules looked around, Then, where's this Grayon? Maybe he can tell me.
There he is. Grayon? Grayon. Tarif called to the burly leader of the village. This is Hercules. He's looking for his friend, Iolaus. The blonde man?
Yes, yes, I saw him. He led the attackers out of the village. Grayon was excited, the great Hercules.
Do you know which way they went? Hercules was getting impatient.
Oh my, yes, they went east.
Thank you. Hercules was already to the edge of the village.
Hercules arrived at the clearing in time to hear, ‘I SAID HE'S MINE!'
Seeing Iolaus in the middle of at least a dozen men, with his look-a-like stalking toward him, Hercules immediately went into action.
Within a couple of steps, he reached the group. Grabbing the arm that swung back to throw another blow at Iolaus, Hercules swung the Sovereign around. Why not try someone your own strength?
And with a quick jab to the chest he threw the Sovereign across the clearing.
Herc! You're ok? Iolaus queried.
Looking at Iolaus, he quickly assessed that his friend was bruised, but none worse the wear. In the customary silent communication, Hercules raised his eyebrows as he then glanced at the men. Seeing Iolaus' quick nod, he turned to face himself from the alternate world. Iolaus, in the meantime, had already put three of the attackers out of commission and was working on the next two.
I thought Ares put you out of commission? Hercules and the Sovereign stood toe to toe, exchanging blows. It seemed their equality was not only looks, but fighting maneuvers also.
So I heard. The Sovereign kicked Hercules' feet out from under him.
Hercules rolled to avoid him, lashing out with his fist, he caught the Sovereign's foot as it neared his head. Heaving up and out, he threw the Sovereign off balance. Getting up he went over and lifted his evil twin into the air spinning he threw him into four of the men attacking Iolaus, who moved out of the way at the last minute.
Thanks Herc, Iolaus yelled as he jumped onto the shoulders of the man he was fighting, quickly pummeling him about the head til he fell unconscious. Flipping off as the man hit the ground, Iolaus swung and caught the next with a roundhouse kick. Hercules knocked the last man standing out with a quick jab to the nose.
The Sovereign pushed the men out of his way as he lunged toward Hercules. Circling each other, they readied themselves for another round.
Iolaus stood back watching, there was nothing he could do now, but watch Hercules back. He was tired, bone weary tired.
How did you get here? His right fist connecting.
Answering back with his own solid punch, the Sovereign laughed. A very lovely evil lady asked for my services. How could I refuse? Especially, since I owe you one.
Sin.
I don't know what you call her, but in my world she's the keeper of peace. It was a nice change to find her not so, well, nice.
The two kept exchanging blows. Iolaus wasn't sure, but it looked like Hercules was getting tired. I knew he wasn't well yet. I knew it when I saw him when he first got here.
Just then, Aphrodite and Hephaestus appeared. Together, they began to send their godly energies into one spot. Iolaus squinted in the brightness it produced. A thundering sound began, and a portal opened.
Herc! Iolaus shouted.
Seeing his sister and cousin, he quickly threw a sequence of punches at the Sovereign, backing him towards the portal.
The Sovereign, realizing what was going on, fought back harder. Catching Hercules in the stomach with a quick kick, he started to push away. Hercules ducked the next punch, grabbing the Sovereign by the legs lifted him off the ground. Taking a few heaves, Hercules left go of his evil twin to throw him into the opening.
Very disappointed! Was the only thing they could hear over the thundering sound of the closing portal.
Hercules and Iolaus slowly walked back to the village. Hercules looked at his friend. What were you doing? You tried to take on twelve mercenaries and the Sovereign.
I just knew I had to get them away from the village Herc. They'd seen enough destruction from me.
Iolaus, listen to me. You are not the reason this happened. Sin is. She's evil, that's the only reason she brought the Sovereign here. Her own purposes. And if anyone is to blame, well, it should be me.
Iolaus looked at his friend. You? No way Herc. How do you figure that?
If I hadn't given into her the first time....
Herc. I don't believe I'm hearing this. We've been over this. You were just trying to stop Xerses from harming innocent people.
Maybe. But that doesn't mean I had to agree to her demons.
Iolaus chuckled, Yeah, but you should of seen her face when she realized it didn't work this time.
Really?
Oh yeah.
THE END
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