Disclaimer: Refer to chapter 1

Disclaimer: Refer to chapter 1

Sorry for the slow update, just, a lot of stuff ahs gone down (and up!) in between and writing was just, not a priority. Still I'm back, please take it easy on me, it has been AWHILE since I wrote, let alone updated! Thanks!

A/N: I have kinda tweaked a bit of Greek mythology about Medusa, so that it could work for my story. Also, the character that Medusa describes is actually a full fledged character from one of my Aladdin stories. Followers of "Love Will Find a Way" will be able to identify her :)

Recap:

Hades and Medusa

An amused smile twitched upon Medusa's lips "Hades, darling, I'm a busy girl, I'm sure you know that, and I haven't even had a chance to crash Zeus' party yet…so don't mistake my visit here for anything less than important,"

Hades shuddered at the sound of his brother's name. He stared at his surroundings, a grim daze entering his eyes. There was no getting over his idiotic brother's fame and glory, and his lack of aforementioned traits.

"Alright, Medusa," he began, gazing directly into her icy eyes "You have the floor,"

Hercules and the Gang

"Hey Meg," Hercules said, finally acknowledging his wife's presence, and the conclusion of his 'discussion' with Pegasus. "Pegasus says he has news for you?"

"Oh yeah?" Meg murmured, although she liked Hercules' steed now, she was always a little wary of the Equine's abilities to pull pranks.

"He says, and I don't know how, he got this, but he says he has a letter from your family…they want to see us," Hercules' finished, her voice sounding confused as to what expression he should wear when gifting such news. Meg never spoke about her family.

Meg bit her lip, and stared at the ground, before muttering inaudibly,

"Oh crap,"

Chapter 3:

Hercules grinned at Meg with unsure enthusiasm. Unable to determine whether excitement was good, considering Meg's lack of discussion on her family, he attempted to restrain what he thought was a great thing.

"Meg, isn't this great? I know you said they couldn't make it to the wedding, but see now they must want to make it up to us, and then," he glanced at Meg, who eyes were still glued to the ground "aaaand…you're not listening…"

Pegasus flicked his head in an equine manner towards Hercules, then Meg, whose face had seemed to have clouded over and was downright sombre. Just then a cold wind breezed ominously through the marble verandah.

Taking his wife's hand in one of his, he used his other to gently tilt her chin upwards, until her eyes, although unwillingly, met his. Even Phil, whose concentrations had been upon the flirtations of a wood nymph, sensed the seriousness of Meg's sudden silence.

"Meg," Hercules whispered softly, causing Meg to wince, not at him, but at herself. Pegasus nickered softly, as he switched from hoof to hoof. Confrontation was not one of his favourite things.

"I'm sorry," Meg said, finally filling in the void of silence "I just…don't want to talk about them, or see them…"

Hercules, Phil and Pegasus exchanged subtle glances. All Meg could do was purse her lips and sigh, oblivious to the puzzlement in their eyes.

"You how I said that they couldn't make it to the wedding…" she began, watching the three of them bob their heads in unison. Then she gazed directly at Hercules, whose child-like eyes currently showed nothing but a mixture of confusion and curiosity. He nodded his head, subtly indicative of his patience with when it came to Meg.

"Well," she said, sighing deeply "That's because I didn't invite them,"


Hi y'all! You're now officially chillin' with the Mee-yuses! It's Calliope, baby, in case you'd forgotten (Not that you would have…). So, by now you've checked in with Herc, Meg and that adorable flyin' foal, Pegasus…oh, and Philoctetes, whose presence is not to be forgotten.

Things are looking pretty good for them, yeah? Well, they're married, settled…they adore Athens, it's all going well…or so it seems.

Now I don't wanna worry you, child, but my sisters and I are still a bit worried, ever since the return of that gorgonian wench (pardon my language!), Medusa. Yeah, I know, I know, the writers all claimed she was mortal…so y'all might be wondering "What the hell (pardon the pun) is she doing in the Underworld, where only dead or immortal can go?" Or you might not be wondering...but anyway. Well…that was a mistake on my part, ya see.

Hoo boy…I kinda inspired this writer who was a terrible speller, but with great ideas…and when we got to talking about Medusa, he accidentally wrote of her being mortal, instead of immortal and before I could correct him, his play (About Perseus chopping off her head) was a best-seller in Athens. Then, well, before I knew it we had people boating over from Syracuse just to see it!

My mistake, basically, I should have inspired the guy's spelling…before his play-writing. Hehe… Just thought I'd clear that up.

In any, I can't say too much…Clio and I heading back over to Mount Olympus, we're thinkin' we probably ought to tell Zeus, that she's here…course, I'd hate to ruin the celebrations, I mean, their still partying it up on that fabulous cloud of theirs…Dammit, sometimes I hate being the leader….I tried to convince Thalia to go with Clio instead (I wanted to stay with Terpsichore, she is on the verge of tears…and no one can calm her down except me, aww that poor honey).

Then I remembered how Thalia behaved when we were up there earlier (She loaded up on the ambrosia and wine, all the while whispering in the ear of Hercules…the statue. Yeah. She's prone to distraction)

Well, I'm on my way…I don't know what Medusa's arrival means, but all I know is that her presence cannot be good….speaking of that snake haired siren, it's time y'all checked in with the going-ons of the Underworld…


Medusa's full lips curved upwards in one smooth, slithery motion "Thank you, Hades,"

The Lord of the Underworld barely managed a twitch in his stoic countenance. Pain and Panic, stood behind their master, clinging to his ebony robes. It wasn't really that they were afraid of Medusa…just one of her snakes seemed to be giving them the evil eye.

"Now, I would want to keep you from your X'o'clock appointment with those darling fates," she chimed, with a hint of a bite on the word 'fates' "so I'll be brief about this,"

Hades groaned inwardly, just then the familiar bell sound of his death-o-meter (the machine that measured the number of souls entering the Underworld). Peering out towards Charon, he saw the ferryman continuing with his relentless rowing.

"Well, Medusa, that would be advisable, because you know, death… it doesn't wait, and I'm kind of responsible—"

"Oh please, Hades, spare me the spiel of responsibility, we both you know can't stand it here. Oh and….how long has it been since Persephone visited?" Medusa's interruption sparked more than flame on Hades' head, it sparked a raging inferno.

Persephone was a touchy subject more him. She was meant to spend six months with him, and the rest…wherever she chose. Well, lately, her choice of surroundings hadn't been the bleak interiors of the land of the Dead. In fact, she was about three months, fifteen days, and two hours and 41 minutes late. Not that Hades was counting.

Truth was, Persephone, who had, despite much of the information floating around on Olympus, truly loved Hades…was really irritated with him after the whole Hercules debacle. Hades hated to admit it, but Persephone liked Hercules and hated seeing Hades' desire to eliminate him. So she eliminated herself from the Underworld…and no one had seen her since. He didn't even remember the last she said to him.

Hades returned to the situation at present, unaware of his flaming head. He'd become so used to it, he hardly noticed it lately, a mark of his increasing anger. Hades paused, no he remembered, Persephone had screeched something about him needing an 'anger management' counsellor, before she disappeared into thin air, right in front of him. Then Hades remembered thinking "I didn't know she could do that,"

"Oh Hades!" Medusa crooned unctuously, removing Hades from his spinning mind. He turned to her, his teeth bared. Medusa's glamour barely faded, she flashed an ivory smile at the flaming God "Listen darling, it's like this, exile as no picnic for me, and yes I got my highlights done and I managed to grow my gold wings back, after those pathetic fools controlled by Zeus had cut them off, for my banishment,"

A wave of interest washed over Hades, his hair finally settling to a cool blue blaze. A quick glance at her back confirmed the presence of two gold wings. He gestured for Medusa to continue, or rather, he gestured for Pain and Panic race to find a throne and push it under her, so she could talk in comfort.

"Very nice Hades, I like your style. I'm going to need a set of minions myself, soon…" she decided, her voice slick as oil. Pain and Panic backed away, from her inspecting gaze, or rather, the numerous eyes of her snakes. "Anyway to return from my point, I was in exile…Hecate too, was rumoured to be somewhere about, she too had been banished,"

Hades cocked his head in reminiscence "Ah yes, Hecate, she was a good friend…"

Medusa waited, her eyes tracing his expression. "Yes well, she was rumoured to be somewhere about. Anyway, I met this gypsy come peddler woman, with a lovely snake around her arm, and of course, you know me…I just had to see the reptile. So then, this woman, I forget her name, Najina…Nalija, oh I don't know, she shows me the snake…Tells me that it's powerful, has some weird powers. Naturally I was sceptical, but alas it was true, she let the slithering creature bite me, and my gold wings grew back!"

"Medusa, you know, I'm loving this story, but I thought it was going somewhere…" Hades condescended. Medusa's smile returned as she reclined in the throne, crossing her legs and using Panic as a footstool.

"Don't doubt me darling, of course, this story is going somewhere," she replied, relaxing further "So, I left this peddler woman, not without taking her card, of course. Anyway, it got me thinking, now that I had my wings back…. I should check in with my dear Hades, after all, before I left, we'd been in planning for about two years for, oh, I don't know…" she paused, her snakes standing on end as she shrieked "…WORLD DOMINATION!"

Hades had nothing on Medusa's rage, why she made it seem almost glamorous! She whirled around, her dress twirling with her as she paced, continually shouting at Hades. Her eyes glimmered with an icy rage and her snakes hissed at the end of every sentence to accentuate her anger.

She turned to face Hades, her alabaster skin glowing with a ghoulish luminosity. "Then, I come back, and everyone is celebrating the newest hero…" she spat "HERCULES!? Hades, I cannot believe that you were fooled by an eighteen year old boy, his horse and a goat-man! I leave you for a couple of decades and THIS is what I come back to…"

All of a sudden, her height was twice that of Hades. Staring up at her in what he refused to believe was fear, Hades froze. Immediately, she shrunk back down to her initial size "Sorry…that's a side effect of the snake bite," she answered, without a note of apology in her voice.

"Did you really come back here to yell at me?" Hades said, disguising the quiver in his voice through the volume of his words.

"No," Medusa chimed, unusually calm after such an outburst "I have come for much, much more…"


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