1I hope that everyone enjoyed the cute and hyper younger Storm. I know she seems like she's high on sugar all the time, but she's very full of life and emotion. Wait until later in this story. I'm warning everyone now, this story will go from humorous to very dark very quickly. Also, please try to remember that some of the characters (Yuan, Mithos, and Kratos) will act differently in the game, probably because Storm wasn't in the game, wow! Anyway, I hope that you like this next chapter, it may not be quite as funny. Enjoy.

Chapter 2: Mommy

"I thought that you said this story wasn't very happy. That seemed pretty happy and carefree to me," Zelos pointed out to Storm.

"Too bad I wasn't done yet," she replied.

"Sorry, do you actually remember all that? I can't remember anything from when I was three," Zelos asked.

"Not really, I only know that because Dad always told me about that. He said it was one of the funniest things he ever saw. The Great Hero Mithos, leader of Cruxis, and powerful seraph being ordered around by a three year old human girl," Storm laughed.

"Yeah, I really can't see him playing house. Anyway, keep going on," begged Zelos.

"Okay...one of the first things I can remember was when I was four," she began.

Storm couldn't stand it anymore, no one was around and she wanted someone to read her a story. She decided to take matters into her own hands and left her room, carrying a large picture book with her. She walked to where her Daddy usually was, but he was no where to be found. Next, she walked over to where her Uncle Yuan normally was working, but he was missing as well. She became frustrated that everyone had left her alone. She walked to Mithos' room. The door was closed and it sounded like he was talking to someone. She remembered her Daddy telling her not to go in his room if the door was closed. She thought awhile and finally said to herself.

"Sorry Daddy, but this is an emergency," as she opened the door and walked inside.

She walked in and interrupted a conversation that Mithos was having with Pronyma. Pronyma glared at the young child. Storm looked at the half-elf and felt a chill run up her spine. She didn't know why, but she didn't like the lady that Mithos was with. Storm had never really disliked anyone, but Pronyma's gaze made her move closer to her Uncle Mithos.

"What is that?" Pronyma asked, raising an eyebrow at the child.

"This is Storm, she's Kratos' daughter," Mithos said as he attempted to introduce Storm to Pronyma. Storm grabbed a hold of his leg and buried her face in it, attempting to avoid Pronyma's gaze.

"You brought a human in here?" she asked, disgusted at the thought.

"Be nice Pronyma, she'll be one of us someday," he replied.

"Well, anyway, what was it you wanted to ask me?" Pronyma tried to change the subject.

"I'll call you back later," Mithos replied as he shooed Pronyma away.

"Fine," Pronyma replied. She kneeled down to Storm who clutched tighter to Mithos.

"I suppose I'll be seeing you soon runt," she added as she grinned evilly at her before she got up and left the room.

Once Pronyma had completely left the room, Mithos was able to pry Storm off of his leg. He sat her on a large chair and knelt down next to her.

"What's the matter Storm? Why did you come in here? You know you're not supposed to if the door is closed," Mithos asked.

"I know, but Daddy and Uncle Yuan were gone and no one would read the story," she replied.

"What story?" he asked.

She ran over to where she had left her book by the door and brought it over to him.

"Hmm...you know what would be better?" he asked.

"What?" she asked excitedly.

"What if I had your Daddy teach you how to read on your own?" he asked.

Storm's eyes got huge and she began to bounce up and down in the chair. "That would be fun! I would be a big girl then!" she exclaimed happily.

"I'll have him start tonight then, why don't you go back to your room, okay?" he asked.

"Okay, thank you Uncle Mithos," she said as she ran out of the room.

After two years, Mithos couldn't help but care for the young child as if she was truly his niece, or even his sister. Martel had always been a good sister for him, so he figured that he should act like a good brother to Storm. He was confused, though, why she had been so shy around Pronyma, but decided it was just because she was new to her and let it go. He went back to his work and decided later that night that he would have Kratos begin her lessons.

Later that night, Kratos was getting Storm ready for bed. She was looking through the pictures in her storybook. She was so excited, Kratos had begun to teach her a few of the words. She knew the alphabet already, but was unsure how the letters became words. She looked through the book and pointed out the first word her Daddy had taught her throughout the entire book.

"The...the...the...the...," Storm kept mumbling as she pointed to the word in the book. Kratos couldn't help but smile at her.

"You know there are more words than just, 'the,'" Kratos said.

"I know, but I want to pwactice (still can't get that word, it's hard)," she replied with a grin as she continued to look for the word. Kratos loved her determination and sat down on the bed.

"Would you like me to read the rest of the book to you?" he asked.

"Yeah," she replied as she offered him the book. He took it and she scooted next to him so she could see the pictures.

Once he was done with the story, he looked over at Storm who seemed to be deep in thought. Kratos couldn't help but be amazed at how intelligent she was for her age, and he often found her deep in thought while trying to understand the world around her.

Finally she looked up at him. "Daddy, do I have a mommy?" she asked.

Kratos was taken aback by her question. He didn't really ever think about telling her about what had happened. "Why do you want to know?" he asked.

"Well, in all my stories, everyone has a mommy and a daddy. I have you, but do I have a mommy?" she asked.

"You had a mommy and a brother," Kratos began. "But, something happened to them and they are gone now. It's just the two of us," Kratos replied, struggling to tell her.

"Are they coming back?" she asked.

"No Storm, they aren't coming back," he replied.

"What happened?" she asked.

"I'll tell you when you're older," he replied. All of the horrible memories came flooding back to him and a few tears escaped from his eyes. He tried to face away from Storm, but she had noticed him.

"Daddy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry," Storm said sadly as she hugged him.

"It's not your fault Storm," he replied as he hugged her back. He didn't know how he would have ever continued to live without her in his life. He had lost too much as it was, but to be left completely alone, to have lost everything that he loved would have killed him. He held on tightly to Storm, never wanting to let her go.

Well, that's it for now. I know you're all probably crying because I am. Anyway, tell me what you thought. Thanks for the reviews.