A/N Chapter 3 y'all,and Pit is starting to understand the darker side of things from grief and regret.

SmashBrosFan96 Jr: I love the idea you had, but for this story I'm looking more towards the mythological story of Medusa, hint hint to what happens in the future.

So without further ado, Let the chaos ensue.

Stories and Nicknames

His mom always worries that he may be lonely, but with Flicker and Hiss on either shoulder to direct him around pillars Pit finds that hard to agree with. Currently the 5 year old walks among the pillars, and observes the statues that decorate their home. Pit barely remembers the time when he was younger and growing up, just that certain areas in the dark comfort him, the cold stone of the pillars is rough and the cold stone of the statues is smooth.

As he walks among them he'll stop at a few and feel out their details. The half closed eyes of a smaller figure holding onto someone else. The way the "fabric" falls over his frame.

After a moment he comes up to the entrance of their home and finds the two most recent additions from 2 years ago. He never knew where they all came from, and he still doesn't understand what happened to them, but as Pit runs his soft fingers over firm, cold skin tears gather in his unseeing eyes. He takes in the similarities between their bodies and his. Five stiff fingers and toes, hair set in one permanent style, and expressions stationary.

His mom finds him sitting at the base of a soldier with their sword raised to attack. He can hear the shuffle of her long robes, and the hissing of the friends the stay with her. As she picks him up the tears fall harder at the feel of the scaly skin that matches the rest of the family. As she runs her fingers through his hair in a comforting manner, it does anything but as her fingers glide through easily.

"Honey, are you alright?" she asks as he feels her stepping away and going down some steps. Pit holds off answering until they are seated in the nest of blankets and pillows. "Can you tell me whats bothering you?"

It takes a moment, but when he answers Medusa's heart hurts.

"Mom, Why am I so different?"

"Oh baby, your not different." The gorgon says pulling the child into her lap once more.

Pit leans into the comfort, giving his reasoning. "But I'm not stiff and cold like the others, or have friends coming out of my head, or skin that feels like them."

Medusa stops to think for a moment, trying to think of what she could say to make her child feel better. In the end she decides on the truth. "They weren't always like that, and I wasn't always like this, every single person here was once like you."

Pit nudges her in the familiar 'go on' gesture he does when she tells him stories and she stalls.

"There was a time when I was like you, with raven dark hair, as cold as the night." she begins the story, and she stalls for a bit, wondering if she should go on. The slight nudge is all the prompting she needs to continue. "I had devoted myself to the goddess of knowledge-"

"Athena." Pit chimes in and Medusa nods.

"Yes, the goddess Athena. Now to be a priestess or priest in any temple, one must avoid most forms of familiar contact with the opposite gender."

"So this wouldn't be ok?" Pit interrupts and Medusa envies the innocence of the 5 year old.

"No this would be fine, and I'll save what wasn't for when your older."

"Ok."

"After a few years of devotion, I was tending to the main part of the temple myself when I was attacked, and the certain kind of contact that I was ment to avoid was forced upon me. I felt violated and unsafe, and that was when I met her. The goddess I devoted my life to came to me and gave to me a form of protection no one could take away from me."

"Is that where your friends came from?" Pit asks

"Yes, that is where my friends came from, as well as a gaze that could turn any one who meets it to stone. After the incident I closed off my heart, and I just refused to see the good in anyone again. but all of that changed when I met a little boy who didn't cower away from the hissing or the glare, and instead grabbed at my nose."

"Was that little boy me?" Pit asks and Medusa takes a deep breath in preparation for the reaction she may receive.

"Yes, and at first I was fully prepared to do to you what I did to the rest of the village you were born in." In the time it takes for a reply Medusa fears that Pit may hate her for what she just revealed. "I'm sorry you had to find out this way, and I completely understand if you think of me as a mons-" she gets cut off by two small callused hands on her cheeks, fingers spread and thumbs underneath her eyes wiping away tears she didn't even realize were there.

"I don't think a monster would cry over what they did in the past, and I can't miss someone who I can't even remember... But wait, you called yourself a monster, and those men that hurt me in the past called you a demon. Would that make you my de-mom, or my mom-ster?"

The question catches her off guard, but when the words finally register, she laughs, whole heartedly and right from the gut. Pit jolts a bit at the laugh seeing how she hardly does it, but after a moment he sits up and places his hands on her shoulders. "Mooooom, which one is it?"

Medusa pauses to calm down before answering, "I suppose that's up to you."

"Nah ah, I want to know what you like."

"I'm perfectly fine with what ever you want to call me my little cherub." she says, calling Pit by the nickname she used simply to embarrass him, and from the groan she receives, she knows she succeeded. Pit spends the next few seconds trying to get out of her grasp only for Medusa to pull him back in. "You're not getting away that easily."

"That's not fair, you're bigger than me." Pit whines from his mother's grasp as she loosens her hold to plant a kiss on his forehead when the snakes in her hair peck elsewhere on his head.

"It's fine that you're small, cause even the smallest of warriors can leave a mark that can effect anyone." Is the final thing she says before gathering the blankets so they can turn in for the night.

A/N There's chapter 3 want to add one more that will hopefully include, the gods and goddesses finding out about pit, Pit learning more about his mom's abuser, and perhaps a cliffhanger.