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In a random turn of events, a new Hero was born. He was 7 feet tall and can wrestle a lion even as a babe. His mother suffered greatly during the delivery, as she was a mere 5 feet, 110 pound wisp of a woman. Needless to say, she decide to become a hermit and lived in the middle of a deep jungle surrounded by a moat with vicious steve-irwin-killing sting rays as companions. Fortunately, her story ends there, as she attempted to make friends with the sting rays, and was herself stung to death in much the same way.

The Hero, in the meantime, was out hunting mand-eating monkeys on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. When he heard of his dear mother's death, he was completely devastated. Fortunately for him, the monkeys all died from starvation, since edible mand is hard to come by, even for mand-eating monkeys. After making sure the monkeys were dead(*ehem* via his handy-dandy portable brass knuckles), he stuffed them in his handy-dandy alligater carrying bag(NOT hand-bag stressed ) and embarked to save his mother dearie from the clutches of Hades.

Hades, being a God, heard of the Hero's quest. He decided to throw a few obstacles in the Hero's path, to test his resolve.

So anyways, the Hero was walking down a road one day when he happens to come across a pair of brand new running shoes. Him, being a mortal and all, couldn't resist free stuff(who wouldn't?) and decided to toss his ratty old shoes and put on the newer shoes. Little did he know that those shoes were left there by Hades and there was a curse on it. Whoever puts those shoes on would have a sudden urge to dance.

In a random turn of events, a new Hero was born. He was 7 feet tall and can wrestle a lion even as a babe. His mother suffered greatly during the delivery, as she was a mere 5 feet, 110 pound wisp of a woman. Needless to say, she decide to become a hermit and lived in the middle of a deep jungle surrounded by a moat with vicious steve-irwin-killing sting rays as companions. Fortunately, her story ends there, as she attempted to make friends with the sting rays, and was herself stung to death in much the same way.

The Hero, in the meantime, was out hunting mand-eating monkeys on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. When he heard of his dear mother's death, he was completely devastated. Fortunately for him, the monkeys all died from starvation, since edible mand is hard to come by, even for mand-eating monkeys. After making sure the monkeys were dead(*ehem* via his handy-dandy portable brass knuckles), he stuffed them in his handy-dandy alligater carrying bag(NOT hand-bag stressed ) and embarked to save his mother dearie from the clutches of Hades.

Hades, being a God, heard of the Hero's quest. He decided to throw a few obstacles in the Hero's path, to test his resolve.

So anyways, the Hero was walking down a road one day when he happens to come across a pair of brand new running shoes. Him, being a mortal and all, couldn't resist free stuff(who wouldn't?) and decided to toss his ratty old shoes and put on the newer shoes. Little did he know that those shoes were left there by Hades and there was a curse on it. Whoever puts those shoes on would have a sudden urge to dance.

The shoes, being magical fit perfectly. Standing up, the Hero was impressed at how well they felt snuggled gently against his feet. A strange urge to caper wildly about began to overwhelm him. Visions of Patrick Swayze, John Travolta, and Elvis Presley began to dance in his head. And from his head, the dance began to direct the Hero's feet.

Just that that moment, the nine muses were walking by and happen to see the Hero dancing. Terpsichore, muse of the dance was so impressed by the Hero's moves that she stayed to watch.

In a random turn of events, a new Hero was born. He was 7 feet tall and can wrestle a lion even as a babe. His mother suffered greatly during the delivery, as she was a mere 5 feet, 110 pound wisp of a woman. Needless to say, she decide to become a hermit and lived in the middle of a deep jungle surrounded by a moat with vicious steve-irwin-killing sting rays as companions. Fortunately, her story ends there, as she attempted to make friends with the sting rays, and was herself stung to death in much the same way.

The Hero, in the meantime, was out hunting mand-eating monkeys on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. When he heard of his dear mother's death, he was completely devastated. Fortunately for him, the monkeys all died from starvation, since edible mand is hard to come by, even for mand-eating monkeys. After making sure the monkeys were dead(*ehem* via his handy-dandy portable brass knuckles), he stuffed them in his handy-dandy alligater carrying bag(NOT hand-bag stressed ) and embarked to save his mother dearie from the clutches of Hades.

Hades, being a God, heard of the Hero's quest. He decided to throw a few obstacles in the Hero's path, to test his resolve.

So anyways, the Hero was walking down a road one day when he happens to come across a pair of brand new running shoes. Him, being a mortal and all, couldn't resist free stuff(who wouldn't?) and decided to toss his ratty old shoes and put on the newer shoes. Little did he know that those shoes were left there by Hades and there was a curse on it. Whoever puts those shoes on would have a sudden urge to dance.

The shoes, being magical fit perfectly. Standing up, the Hero was impressed at how well they felt snuggled gently against his feet. A strange urge to caper wildly about began to overwhelm him. Visions of Patrick Swayze, John Travolta, and Elvis Presley began to dance in his head. And from his head, the dance began to direct the Hero's feet.

Just that that moment, the nine muses were walking by and happen to see the Hero dancing. Terpsichore, muse of the dance was so impressed by the Hero's moves that she stayed to watch.

The Hero continued to dance flawlessly, long into the night. Although no music was playing, the song of his movement was obvious for Terpsichore to see. Delighted at his ability and enthusiasm, she swiftly stepped from the shadows, joining the dance.

Incidentally, the shoe soon worn out and lost it's magic. The Hero suddenly felt very tired and extremely thirsty. He stopped and saw the beautiful muse gracefully dancing beside him and was awed at her lithe. Terpsichore, feeling eyes on her, too stopped.

"Hello, stranger," she said in her husky voice.

In a random turn of events, a new Hero was born. He was 7 feet tall and can wrestle a lion even as a babe. His mother suffered greatly during the delivery, as she was a mere 5 feet, 110 pound wisp of a woman. Needless to say, she decide to become a hermit and lived in the middle of a deep jungle surrounded by a moat with vicious steve-irwin-killing sting rays as companions. Fortunately, her story ends there, as she attempted to make friends with the sting rays, and was herself stung to death in much the same way.

The Hero, in the meantime, was out hunting mand-eating monkeys on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. When he heard of his dear mother's death, he was completely devastated. Fortunately for him, the monkeys all died from starvation, since edible mand is hard to come by, even for mand-eating monkeys. After making sure the monkeys were dead(*ehem* via his handy-dandy portable brass knuckles), he stuffed them in his handy-dandy alligater carrying bag(NOT hand-bag stressed ) and embarked to save his mother dearie from the clutches of Hades.

Hades, being a God, heard of the Hero's quest. He decided to throw a few obstacles in the Hero's path, to test his resolve.

So anyways, the Hero was walking down a road one day when he happens to come across a pair of brand new running shoes. Him, being a mortal and all, couldn't resist free stuff(who wouldn't?) and decided to toss his ratty old shoes and put on the newer shoes. Little did he know that those shoes were left there by Hades and there was a curse on it. Whoever puts those shoes on would have a sudden urge to dance.

The shoes, being magical fit perfectly. Standing up, the Hero was impressed at how well they felt snuggled gently against his feet. A strange urge to caper wildly about began to overwhelm him. Visions of Patrick Swayze, John Travolta, and Elvis Presley began to dance in his head. And from his head, the dance began to direct the Hero's feet.

Just that that moment, the nine muses were walking by and happen to see the Hero dancing. Terpsichore, muse of the dance was so impressed by the Hero's moves that she stayed to watch.

The Hero continued to dance flawlessly, long into the night. Although no music was playing, the song of his movement was obvious for Terpsichore to see. Delighted at his ability and enthusiasm, she swiftly stepped from the shadows, joining the dance.

Incidentally, the shoe soon worn out and lost it's magic. The Hero suddenly felt very tired and extremely thirsty. He stopped and saw the beautiful muse gracefully dancing beside him and was awed at her lithe. Terpsichore, feeling eyes on her, too stopped.

"Hello, stranger," she said in her husky voice.

"Uh, hello...", the Hero exclaimed, suddenly realizing that the only woman he had ever before known was his mother. Working up his courage, the Hero decided to attempt to further impress this beautiful woman, even though he was completely tuckered out. Perhaps an attempt at charm would suffice. Hoping to impress, the Hero spoke in his manliest tone,"What's a cute girl like you doing in a rustic, backwoods kinda place like this?"

Terpsichore giggled and blushed.

"Oh me? My sisters and I were just going to join Artemis in her hunt. We do this every years...."suddenly becoming very shy, Terpischore asked bashfully. "What about you? May I know your name?"

In a random turn of events, a new Hero was born. He was 7 feet tall and can wrestle a lion even as a babe. His mother suffered greatly during the delivery, as she was a mere 5 feet, 110 pound wisp of a woman. Needless to say, she decide to become a hermit and lived in the middle of a deep jungle surrounded by a moat with vicious steve-irwin-killing sting rays as companions. Fortunately, her story ends there, as she attempted to make friends with the sting rays, and was herself stung to death in much the same way.

The Hero, in the meantime, was out hunting mand-eating monkeys on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. When he heard of his dear mother's death, he was completely devastated. Fortunately for him, the monkeys all died from starvation, since edible mand is hard to come by, even for mand-eating monkeys. After making sure the monkeys were dead(*ehem* via his handy-dandy portable brass knuckles), he stuffed them in his handy-dandy alligater carrying bag(NOT hand-bag stressed ) and embarked to save his mother dearie from the clutches of Hades.

Hades, being a God, heard of the Hero's quest. He decided to throw a few obstacles in the Hero's path, to test his resolve.

So anyways, the Hero was walking down a road one day when he happens to come across a pair of brand new running shoes. Him, being a mortal and all, couldn't resist free stuff(who wouldn't?) and decided to toss his ratty old shoes and put on the newer shoes. Little did he know that those shoes were left there by Hades and there was a curse on it. Whoever puts those shoes on would have a sudden urge to dance.

The shoes, being magical fit perfectly. Standing up, the Hero was impressed at how well they felt snuggled gently against his feet. A strange urge to caper wildly about began to overwhelm him. Visions of Patrick Swayze, John Travolta, and Elvis Presley began to dance in his head. And from his head, the dance began to direct the Hero's feet.

Just that that moment, the nine muses were walking by and happen to see the Hero dancing. Terpsichore, muse of the dance was so impressed by the Hero's moves that she stayed to watch.

The Hero continued to dance flawlessly, long into the night. Although no music was playing, the song of his movement was obvious for Terpsichore to see. Delighted at his ability and enthusiasm, she swiftly stepped from the shadows, joining the dance.

Incidentally, the shoe soon worn out and lost it's magic. The Hero suddenly felt very tired and extremely thirsty. He stopped and saw the beautiful muse gracefully dancing beside him and was awed at her lithe. Terpsichore, feeling eyes on her, too stopped.

"Hello, stranger," she said in her husky voice.

"Uh, hello...", the Hero exclaimed, suddenly realizing that the only woman he had ever before known was his mother. Working up his courage, the Hero decided to attempt to further impress this beautiful woman, even though he was completely tuckered out. Perhaps an attempt at charm would suffice. Hoping to impress, the Hero spoke in his manliest tone,"What's a cute girl like you doing in a rustic, backwoods kinda place like this?"

Terpsichore giggled and blushed.

"Oh me? My sisters and I were just going to join Artemis in her hunt. We do this every years...."suddenly becoming very shy, Terpischore asked bashfully. "What about you? May I know your name?"

At this, the Hero became wary. His mother had explained to him when he was a young child, that his name was sacred. As long as he kept the secret of his name, he would never know defeat. If ever he revealed it, his doom would surely follow. As the Hero began to shift nervously about he blurted out,"My name? Umm, well you know, what's in a name?"

Terpsichore stopped giggling.

"um...(you gotta be kidding me!)" she thought. "Well..you can ponder on that while I rejoin my sisters. Later" and with that she vanished into thin air. "Darn..and he was really cute too."

In a random turn of events, a new Hero was born. He was 7 feet tall and can wrestle a lion even as a babe. His mother suffered greatly during the delivery, as she was a mere 5 feet, 110 pound wisp of a woman. Needless to say, she decide to become a hermit and lived in the middle of a deep jungle surrounded by a moat with vicious steve-irwin-killing sting rays as companions. Fortunately, her story ends there, as she attempted to make friends with the sting rays, and was herself stung to death in much the same way.

The Hero, in the meantime, was out hunting mand-eating monkeys on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. When he heard of his dear mother's death, he was completely devastated. Fortunately for him, the monkeys all died from starvation, since edible mand is hard to come by, even for mand-eating monkeys. After making sure the monkeys were dead(*ehem* via his handy-dandy portable brass knuckles), he stuffed them in his handy-dandy alligater carrying bag(NOT hand-bag stressed ) and embarked to save his mother dearie from the clutches of Hades.

Hades, being a God, heard of the Hero's quest. He decided to throw a few obstacles in the Hero's path, to test his resolve.

So anyways, the Hero was walking down a road one day when he happens to come across a pair of brand new running shoes. Him, being a mortal and all, couldn't resist free stuff(who wouldn't?) and decided to toss his ratty old shoes and put on the newer shoes. Little did he know that those shoes were left there by Hades and there was a curse on it. Whoever puts those shoes on would have a sudden urge to dance.

The shoes, being magical fit perfectly. Standing up, the Hero was impressed at how well they felt snuggled gently against his feet. A strange urge to caper wildly about began to overwhelm him. Visions of Patrick Swayze, John Travolta, and Elvis Presley began to dance in his head. And from his head, the dance began to direct the Hero's feet.

Just that that moment, the nine muses were walking by and happen to see the Hero dancing. Terpsichore, muse of the dance was so impressed by the Hero's moves that she stayed to watch.

The Hero continued to dance flawlessly, long into the night. Although no music was playing, the song of his movement was obvious for Terpsichore to see. Delighted at his ability and enthusiasm, she swiftly stepped from the shadows, joining the dance.

Incidentally, the shoe soon worn out and lost it's magic. The Hero suddenly felt very tired and extremely thirsty. He stopped and saw the beautiful muse gracefully dancing beside him and was awed at her lithe. Terpsichore, feeling eyes on her, too stopped.

"Hello, stranger," she said in her husky voice.

"Uh, hello...", the Hero exclaimed, suddenly realizing that the only woman he had ever before known was his mother. Working up his courage, the Hero decided to attempt to further impress this beautiful woman, even though he was completely tuckered out. Perhaps an attempt at charm would suffice. Hoping to impress, the Hero spoke in his manliest tone,"What's a cute girl like you doing in a rustic, backwoods kinda place like this?"

Terpsichore giggled and blushed.

"Oh me? My sisters and I were just going to join Artemis in her hunt. We do this every years...."suddenly becoming very shy, Terpischore asked bashfully. "What about you? May I know your name?"

At this, the Hero became wary. His mother had explained to him when he was a young child, that his name was sacred. As long as he kept the secret of his name, he would never know defeat. If ever he revealed it, his doom would surely follow. As the Hero began to shift nervously about he blurted out,"My name? Umm, well you know, what's in a name?"

Terpsichore stopped giggling.

"um...(you gotta be kidding me!)" she thought. "Well..you can ponder on that while I rejoin my sisters. Later" and with that she vanished into thin air. "Darn..and he was really cute too."

The Hero sighed, he had lost many a girl friend that way... first they ask him his name... then it was all,"you can't tell me your name, your afraid of comitment.... blah... blah... blah..." But anyway, the hero walked arround, this new passion for groove burning in his chest, he would be the number one backstreet boy back dancer, come what may. but there was a catch to get the job he needed to fill out paperwork, which required his name.

The Hero sighed again and continued on his journey to save his mother dearest. After walking for 10 days and 10 nights, he finally reached the River Styx.

"Who goes there, " a haunting voice called out. The surly boatsman Charon rowed his ferry across the river.

"Um..I..am..." the Hero started.

"A mortal..and a living one too. You are not supposed to be here! This is the realm of the dead!"

The Hero sighed, he had lost many a girl friend that way... first they ask him his name... then it was all,"you can't tell me your name, your afraid of comitment.... blah... blah... blah..." But anyway, the hero walked arround, this new passion for groove burning in his chest, he would be the number one backstreet boy back dancer, come what may. but there was a catch to get the job he needed to fill out paperwork, which required his name.

The Hero sighed again and continued on his journey to save his mother dearest. After walking for 10 days and 10 nights, he finally reached the River Styx.

"Who goes there, " a haunting voice called out. The surly boatsman Charon rowed his ferry across the river.

"Um..I..am..." the Hero started.

"A mortal..and a living one too. You are not supposed to be here! This is the realm of the dead!"

"I'm here to liberate my mother from here and take her back to the ground above." The Hero did a heroic pose.

The boats man took a long look at the hero, still holding is heroic stance and said " you must do these 3 things before you can enter, and only then will I give you a map to where your mother is" The hero wanted to agree right away but before the words came out he thought " but what are these 3 thing i must do?"

In a random turn of events, a new Hero was born. He was 7 feet tall and can wrestle a lion even as a babe. His mother suffered greatly during the delivery, as she was a mere 5 feet, 110 pound wisp of a woman. Needless to say, she decide to become a hermit and lived in the middle of a deep jungle surrounded by a moat with vicious steve-irwin-killing sting rays as companions. Fortunately, her story ends there, as she attempted to make friends with the sting rays, and was herself stung to death in much the same way.

The Hero, in the meantime, was out hunting mand-eating monkeys on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. When he heard of his dear mother's death, he was completely devastated. Fortunately for him, the monkeys all died from starvation, since edible mand is hard to come by, even for mand-eating monkeys. After making sure the monkeys were dead(*ehem* via his handy-dandy portable brass knuckles), he stuffed them in his handy-dandy alligater carrying bag(NOT hand-bag ) and embarked to save his mother dearie from the clutches of Hades.

Hades, being a God, heard of the Hero's quest. He decided to throw a few obstacles in the Hero's path, to test his resolve.

So anyways, the Hero was walking down a road one day when he happens to come across a pair of brand new running shoes. Him, being a mortal and all, couldn't resist free stuff(who wouldn't?) and decided to toss his ratty old shoes and put on the newer shoes. Little did he know that those shoes were left there by Hades and there was a curse on it. Whoever puts those shoes on would have a sudden urge to dance.

The shoes, being magical fit perfectly. Standing up, the Hero was impressed at how well they felt snuggled gently against his feet. A strange urge to caper wildly about began to overwhelm him. Visions of Patrick Swayze, John Travolta, and Elvis Presley began to dance in his head. And from his head, the dance began to direct the Hero's feet.

Just that that moment, the nine muses were walking by and happen to see the Hero dancing. Terpsichore, muse of the dance was so impressed by the Hero's moves that she stayed to watch.

The Hero continued to dance flawlessly, long into the night. Although no music was playing, the song of his movement was obvious for Terpsichore to see. Delighted at his ability and enthusiasm, she swiftly stepped from the shadows, joining the dance.

Incidentally, the shoe soon worn out and lost it's magic. The Hero suddenly felt very tired and extremely thirsty. He stopped and saw the beautiful muse gracefully dancing beside him and was awed at her lithe. Terpsichore, feeling eyes on her, too stopped.

"Hello, stranger," she said in her husky voice.

"Uh, hello...", the Hero exclaimed, suddenly realizing that the only woman he had ever before known was his mother. Working up his courage, the Hero decided to attempt to further impress this beautiful woman, even though he was completely tuckered out. Perhaps an attempt at charm would suffice. Hoping to impress, the Hero spoke in his manliest tone,"What's a cute girl like you doing in a rustic, backwoods kinda place like this?"

Terpsichore giggled and blushed.

"Oh me? My sisters and I were just going to join Artemis in her hunt. We do this every years...."suddenly becoming very shy, Terpischore asked bashfully. "What about you? May I know your name?"

At this, the Hero became wary. His mother had explained to him when he was a young child, that his name was sacred. As long as he kept the secret of his name, he would never know defeat. If ever he revealed it, his doom would surely follow. As the Hero began to shift nervously about he blurted out,"My name? Umm, well you know, what's in a name?"

Terpsichore stopped giggling.

"um...(you gotta be kidding me!)" she thought. "Well..you can ponder on that while I rejoin my sisters. Later" and with that she vanished into thin air. "Darn..and he was really cute too."

The Hero sighed, he had lost many a girl friend that way... first they ask him his name... then it was all,"you can't tell me your name, your afraid of comitment.... blah... blah... blah..." But anyway, the hero walked arround, this new passion for groove burning in his chest, he would be the number one backstreet boy back dancer, come what may. but there was a catch to get the job he needed to fill out paperwork, which required his name.

The Hero sighed again and continued on his journey to save his mother dearest. After walking for 10 days and 10 nights, he finally reached the River Styx.

"Who goes there, " a haunting voice called out. The surly boatsman Charon rowed his ferry across the river.

"Um..I..am..." the Hero started.

"A mortal..and a living one too. You are not supposed to be here! This is the realm of the dead!"

"I'm here to liberate my mother from here and take her back to the ground above." The Hero did a heroic pose.

The boats man took a long look at the hero, still holding is heroic stance and said " you must do these 3 things before you can enter, and only then will I give you a map to where your mother is" The hero wanted to agree right away but before the words came out he thought " but what are these 3 thing i must do?"

"It seems to me that right about now your wondering what these tasks might be", said the boatman. "Well let me just say that only a Hero could possibly succeed where so many others have failed. Are you sure you want to do this?"

The hero Said "I am that hero" SO the boatman told him of the three tasks, First he had to find the mounatin eating lion and get it's heart, without killing it, Second, he had to find some way to Get Mudesa's sister's to obay all his comands, and Finally he had to get winged anklets from the bottom of the ocean.