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So without further ado, Let the chaos ensue

Regrets

'Fine than,' she thinks as the orange snake comes loose from her scalp to roam freely 'if he wants to play this game than I'll just have to do everything I can to win.' and with that the laurel crown is given to the snake and it goes off in search of the boy.

It's only thanks to that that when Hades comes and confronts her about her loyalty and steals her own memories of her son, that she will have even the slightest recollection the next time she sees he and hesitates.

Medusa waits in her realm, and just as she suspects Hades is all too aware of her meeting up with the Goddess of Light, and perhaps he even knows of the deal the two made.

"Oh Medusa, you couldn't have just left well enough alone and let me go about my business." The god laments as he slowly walks the length of the door, going back and forth, ensure she can't slip past.

"Any business you have with my son is none I want any part of. Now you will tell me where you placed him or so help me I'll-" Medusa begins, snakes writhing around her head in preparation to strike when he cuts her off.

"You'll what my dear? In case you have forgotten, I hold all of the cards, and even if your precious little reptile were to find the brat, there'd be no way you'd even know it." He taunts, letting her know exactly what was on her mind.

Still she has to ask, "What do you mean by 'I won't even know it'?"

After the words leave her mouth, she's barely able to flinch when Hades appears inches away and wraps a hand around her neck. Gripping tight enough to cut off the air but not enough to knock her out. "Cause you won't even remember him."

She gets a moment to ponder what he means before it feels like her very being is being torn about and put back together. Through it all she can just FEEL memory after memory of her son leave like flowers being plucked from a garden, and before she knows it, the very last thing to leave her memory is a small hand of a cherub like child gripping her nose.

With that last memory gone, she loses consciousness.

She comes to in what would count as the infirmary with one of the snakes disconnected from her head, hissing something about a pit. When it reconnects with her scalp, flashes of something tries to come to the surface, but all she can make out is a small face clouded eyes, framed by a mess of wild brown locks.

It doesn't make any sense until an angel that escaped my notice in the first capture of their goddess comes to save her. With him he brings the three sacred treasures, and something else. It's just a flash, something that more a spur of the moment thought, but it's of the same small child.

It's during a day where the weather is warm and the sun is out. Medusa is out scavenging food, and she finds it strange that it's twice the amount she would normally get this time of year, and not only does she get food, but also a stray shield. Normally she would've left it lying on the ground next to the corpse of it's owner, but seeing how this is a weird memory, she pick it up as well.

With food and shield in hand she makes her ways back towards home at a leisurely pace. As she get's closer to home, she spots a helmeted figure moving about just at the steps. Normally she would've been ready to attack, but she just shakes her head and calls out. "What did I tell you about playing outside when I'm not home."

The figure turns around and flashes her a smile. "Sorry ****, Hiss, Flicker and Fangs wanted me to come outside."

"Is that so, and I suppose thy wanted you to try on that helmet? Even though it could block your hearing." The hint of humor in her voice is noticeable and the boy takes the helmet of and rubs at the back of his neck and one of three snakes slithers up to rest on his head.

Medusa focuses on the figure in front of her and and finds that the wild hair under the helmet is the same. But what's concerning is that they're attacking each other. She screams at herself to stop, stop and think, the angel in front of her is is familiar. Her screams just echo back as though her head is like a closed off cavern, where sounds can be heard from those within, but nothing can get out. Luckily or not, when the angel finally defeats her, the facade on the outside crumbles away, leaving her to crumple to the ground.

She has just enough time to look up through the coil of snakes on her head, but before she can muster the strength to call out to him, Hades opens a gateway to to her chambers and calls her back.

The moment she is within view of the god he addresses her.

"Well that was a close one, you could've ruined the surprise I had planned." He says jokingly as he steps closer. "Truly Medusa, for such a feared monster among the mortals, you're surprisingly to defeat, you didn't even turn that little brat to stone."

Medusa has just enough strength to glare. "Just spite it out already."

Hades returns the glare, and the hand that finds it's way around her neck somehow seems familiar. "I'd much rather take it out."

And once again something feels like it's being ripped away and the fleeting memory of a small child in too big of a helmet leaves her feeling cold.

A/N Hope you guys enjoyed Medusa's side of the story. If you'd like to read something specific in the chapters to come, leave a comment below.