The Dark Side
"I can't believe I was beaten by that boy," Medusa said, pondering her defeat. "That boy, that angel…I have to beat him, but how…he was able to defeat my most powerful subjects. Maybe…," Medusa said, her hand on her chin, and her wicked mind at work, as a grin came upon her face. "Maybe I don't need to beat him…maybe…maybe I just need to use him," she finally said, breaking out into wicked laughter.
Pit was out visiting the humans. "It's a great day, and no signs of evil or darkness to speak of," Pit thought to himself, as he flew about, landing near a small lake in a forested area. "Think I'll just relax here for a bit," Pit said, laying down on the cool ground to take a nap.
"Ahhh…help, some one," Pit heard a voice cry out. "Ahhh," he heard the scream again, and raced toward it's origin. Pit soon found two demons attacking a young girl. She had blue hair, and a purple shirt and dark blue skirt on. The girl quickly spotted him. "Help me," she cried. Pit nodded, and quickly dispatched, then with his light arrows, before going over to the girl.
"Are you alright," he asked the girl. The girl smiled as Pit walked closer to her. "I'm fine, she asked," holding her hand out, which Pit took to help her up, and when she was finally on both feet she grinned evilly, and before Pit could do anything, she breathed out a toxic miasma, knocking Pit unconscious. "All to easy," the girl said, as she made a small twirl, revealing herself to be Medusa.
Pit later awoke in a dark room, similar to the dungeon he'd been in when Medusa took over last time. "Ugh…what happened," he thought, as he tried to peace together the events that lead to him being trapped here. "That girl," he said, his voice hoarse. "I saved her…and then…she…," he put his hand on his head in pain. "Ugh, I gotta get out of here," Pit said, before realizing his weapons had been taken from him. "What the…who would…," Pit said, before realizing it. "Medusa," he whispered.
Soon two guards came down to the room, both hollow suits of armor. In his weakened state, Pit was unable to fight back, as they dragged him to along, and it was then Pit realized he was again in the underworld, and he was in a castle. "Where…where are you taking me," Pit asked, though received no answer.
Soon they reached a large room, with a two dark purple crystals in the middle. One was solid, but the other looked hollow, and had an opening. "What's that thing," Pit asked, not expecting an answer, as he was tossed into the hollow crystal. As soon as he was in the crystal closed and Pit was trapped. As Pit banged on the crystal to escape, to no avail, he felt something himself getting weaker. "What the…," he looked up to see Medusa on the other side of the crystal.
"Oh…, It would appear you've got a little fight left in you," Medusa smiled through the glass. "Well, don't worry. Soon, you'll be done fighting," she said, before laughing evilly.
"What…what are you talking about," Pit asked.
Medusa laughed and smiled. "Oh you'll see," she said, as a pink fog began to envelope the inside of the crystal.
Pit began to cough and choke, and finally collapsed inside the crystal, as a shape began to take form in the other crystal, and Medusa looked on in evil glee.
After about an hour of merely watching the smoke dismissed. Pit was unconscious in his crystal chamber, but there was a shape in the second.
Medusa smiled. "Now, rise my warrior, so that you may receive your gifts," she said.
At the behest of Medusa the form inside nodded and with a swing of his arm shattered the crystal into tiny pieces.
Medusa couldn't help but grin at her greatest creation. The form inside was just as she imagined. Almost a mirror image of Pit. His only differences being a small scar where the crystal had shattered across his red eyes, and his skin, was almost grey in appearance.
He went over and kneeled before Medusa. "What is your bidding, my Mistress," he asked.
"Rise," Medusa commanded him, as 4 tubes rose up from the ground, each containing a shape. "I have gifts for you," she said, walking him over to the first of the three tubes. It opened to reveal a black triangular shield, which Medusa gave to the Dark Pit, and he strapped to his arm. "That is the Shield of Darkness," Medusa said. "Within it, no light will shine, and all attacks will be rendered useless, she said, before walking him over to the second tube. She opened it to reveal the a black armor. A helmet with a visor, two gauntlets, and a chest plate, which she gave to him, and he immediately donned. "This is the Armor of Fenrir," Medusa said. "Simply unstoppable," she smiled, as did the Dark Pit, as they walked to the third tube. In it, was a black trident, which Medusa handed to her new servent. "This is an artifact, crafted just for you," she said. The Dark Pit, slowly, but steadily taught himself to wield it, spinning it, and giving it a few test thrusts before bowing to his "mother."
"Thank you," he said, in a snake-like voice.
Medusa smiled, "And last but not least, I give you these. Hermes' sandals," she said, giving him a pair of sandals with bat like wings on them.
Dark Pit put them on, and tested them out, realizing he could glide along the ground with these.
"How may I serve you," Dark Pit asked after a few minutes practicing with his new equipment.
Medusa gently patted her creation on the head. "You're going to help me take over," she said coldly.
"Yes, my mistress," Dark Pit said. "What shall I do first," he asked.
Medusa raised a hand. "Not quite yet. You're still new. You have to become acclimated to your environment," she said, as two armors came up. "Take him to the training area," she said. "Show him no mercy," she said, and the two escorted, Dark Pit away, though not before he turned and uttered a sentence.
"I will not fail you, my mistress," he said, before turning and disappearing with the armors.
Medusa smiled and went back over the crystal pit was in. "Now? What to do with you," She asked herself, and laughed evilly.