Her slumber was interrupted by the flame in the fireplace turning blue.

"Okay, now I really am going insane."

A ball of blue flame floated out, and appeared beside Medusa. It then suddenly took the form of a short, robed, hooded young man. The cloak covered almost his entire body, except his boots, which were covered in white bandages. Medusa couldn't see his face, it was just a dark void with two, glowing red eyes.

"Hello Ms. Gorgon."

"Who are you supposed to be?"

The man lifted his hood, revealing he looked like a young man of seventeen years of age. He was clean shaven, had short hair, and wore glasses.

"Well, you see, I'm the Ghost of Christmas Past. I'm here to take you to places from way back when, and to remind you how you used to spend your holidays."

"Okay, and how are you supposed to accomplish that?" asked Medusa crossing her arms.

The ghost offered his hand.

"You must be joking if you think I'm going to-"

"Too late!" the spirit said grabbing her hand. They were soon surrounded in blue flame, and ended up teleporting to a different town, way back when. It was Death city from the past.

"No way..."

"That's right Medusa, we are in the time of your childhood."

It was snowing and all the children were playing in the snow, making snowmen, having snowball fights, and making snow angels.

"Wow, those kids sure look like they're having fun. What are you doing at this time?"

"Well uh..."

"Let's go see."

They suddenly teleported to a small home, where a young girl was sadly looking through the window, wishing she could join in the fun.

"Wha? No...is that...me?"

"Yes Medusa. You always wanted to join the young children in their fun, but why didn't you?"

"Child!"

They all turned to an older woman, with long purple hair, and a dark dress.

"Mommy, I wanna go outside and play!"

"Excuse me young lady? You want to go outside and play!?"

"But it's christmas...that's what they say at school."

"Child, you only go to school to perform the tasks that I tell you. You don't listen to any of the nonsense they teach you, got it?"

"Yes ma'am..."

"And if I hear one more word out of you wanting to go outside, you'll spend the rest of the day in your room, got it?"

"Yes ma'am..."

"Hmph." Medusa's mom said leaving the room. "I wish you were more like your sister."

"Dang, your mom wasn't the nicest person in the world." said the spirit.

"I know, I hated her and my sister."

"Do you ever call your sister?"

"No, I said I hate her."

"Maybe you should. You'd be surprised what happens."

"Hmph."

"Now, let's head to another time..."

He took her by the hand and they teleported to a different time. Medusa was a teenager and walking with a teenage Eruka.

"Hmmm you were spending your christmas working?"

"I'm a witch, it was my job."

"Let's see where you two were headed..."

They followed them all the way to a small house.

"This is it, this is the house of that witch." said Eruka.

"Yes, she will learn what happens when you betray the council."

Medusa and the spirit watched as the two young witches waited by the door. Eruka set some bombs down, and they hid by the sides of the door.

BOOM!

The bombs went off and the two went inside to find a young wife and husband sitting by a christmas tree next to a warm fire. She had a purple dress and boots on and had long pink hair.

"Hilda the witch, you have been charged with betrayal, and by order of the council you must be punsished."

"P-Please, Medusa, it's not what you think! I never wanted to betray them, but ever since I got-"

"Silence!" shouted the young Medusa. "Regardless of the reason, the punishment is still the same. Death."

"No! Please!"

"And who was watching all of this at the time?" asked the spirit pointing to a small girl peeking out from the hall.

"She...had a child? I...I didn't know that..."

"Yes Medusa, you tore apart a family, and scarred a little girl for life."

"But...I didn't know I...I mean..."

"Come. We must see another vision of the past." the ghost said taking Medusa by the hand. They jumped ahead several more years. The now older past Medusa was talking with a man wearing a dark black hooded cloak and he had long pink hair.

"Uh uh...spirit can we not look at this one?"

"No, you must take a look and revisit."

"Medusa...I'm afraid I'm...leaving town."

"Where will you be going?"

"Far, far away. And I'm not coming back."

"Why the sudden move? Don't you want to stay with me?"

"Medusa...I know what you've been up to, I know what you've become."

"What do you mean?"

"You're a cold hearted, despicable killer...I've read the papers, I knew it was you. I fell in love with you Medusa, even though I knew you were a witch. But once I heard it was you...I just...lost all hope."

"Babe...it's not what you think..."

"There's no excuse for what you did...I'm sorry Medusa. This is goodbye." the man said walking away, leaving Medusa alone.

"And you never saw him again. The father of your child."

"I...I never wanted to upset him..." Medusa told the spirit, shedding a tear.

"But it's too late, and you lost him forever." The spirit said taking her by the hand. Suddenly they were back at the house in the present.

"Well, my time with you has ended, so now, I must bid you farewell. Next you will be visited by the ghost of Christmas Present. Goodbye..." The spirit said fading away.

"Ohhh...why did he have to show me that..."