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ceased, he has been working iniquity on this mortal world, iniquity outside of anything that I can control. Your mother and I, being trapped on Mount Olympus, have, for a long time, looked down on the mortals of this wretched world. And what do we behold but suffering innumerable! Souls cry up to us from the dust of the earth but we cannot heal them! Our fate and thus the fate of the universe is bound to you Hercules. Should you fail all will come to naught. Should you fail the stars will cease to shine! Should you fail Hades will take over and all will come to naught!”
    Hercules sighed and stared up into the eyes of the bright being. “What would have me do father?”
    “Hercules in order to vanquish all evil and stop Hades you must make yourself more than a man. You must make yourself a true hero!”
    Hercules stood there puzzled.   He hoped for some simple and clear task, but this he did not get. “But how am I to be a true hero?”
    “Only you can know!” exclaimed Zeus. “But to begin this process you must seek out Philoctetes, the trainer of heroes. Philotetes now dwells on the Island of Lemnos.  He will tell you more.”
    “ But how am I to get there?” asked Hercules.  “I cannot cross a sea!”
    “Pegasus will take you!” said Zeus.  Hercules wondered who Pegasus was until suddenly he knew. Around him the ice wall shattered and a noble, white, winged beast that looked much like a horse burst onto the mountain top. “Consider this our gift to you, a young stallion worthy for even the greatest of kings—Pegasus, the noblest steed ever created.  I made him long ago, before my God-power was taken from me, just after you were born.  He was to be our great gift for you.  He is made out of the only material here that I can make him out of here on Mount Olympus—cloud, snow, ice, and of course, a little magic. As such, he is pure white. He has the strength of an ox, the beauty of a bird, and the swiftness of a horse. Like you he can endure any nearly any element he is brought against. In addition, he can endure any kind of weather, from the coldest to the warmest. Indeed, you may say that he is a stallion worthy of a true hero—worthy of you.  And he is bound to you and will be near you at all times you need him.”
    Hercules fou nd Pegasus to be remarkable and they bonded almost instantly.  The great creature lifted himself up so he was on both hind legs and opened his wings.  They were at least twenty feet wide when spread out fully.  His feathers and skin were soft, like that of the softest pillow.
    The great steed finally descended, stared into Hercules’ eyes, and smiled. Hercules patted his head, which was very soft. “Pegasus will direct you to where you must go! So go now my son.  Go to Philoctetes. And look to your heart for guidance, for you will need it!”
    Hercules saw Zeus turn around and begin to walk away from him. However, suddenly he stopped and looked back at Hercules, this time with a much more tender look about him, much less like a strict God, and more like loving teddy bear. “Always remember Hercules that your real home, your true home, is not on this earth. Instead, your true home is up in heaven with your mother and I…but there are just some things you must do to get there.”
    Hercules then watched as Zeus suddenly disappeared in a pillar of light into the heavens above. He then looked at Pegasus, and spoke soft words, “Pegasus, will you ride with me to Philoctetes?”
    Pegasus smiled and leapt up into air gleefully like a happy child. Hercules smiled as well. He got up onto Pegasus, extended his massive white wings, and lifted them up off the mountain into the depths below. Meanwhile, one of Hades’ dark winged spies saw Hercules and Pegasus and flew out of his mountainous cave towards Hades’ dark abode, where he would quickly find Hades and alert him to this new development.

Chapter 3: Philoctetes
    Before returning to Hercules’ adventure, something must be