-Before we continue, no one told you about Medusa yet-
“My name is Medusa, little one.” She told you, giving you an evil grin.
(What the? Thats a weird name... Why do I feel like I should be running away from her?)
“So, hows about we take you home?” She asked you.
Flashes of memories of your family and friends you left behind started drifting through your head.
(I can, go home?)
Tears surfaced in your eyes at the thought. You had missed your family so much, but never got the chance to go home. Then, the faces of your friends flooded your mind.
(I can’ just leave them! They're probably worried sick about me! What kind of friend would just leave them? And in this situation, no less!)
“I’m sorry, but I think I’m going to stay here, with my friends.” You told her, hoping nothing bad would happen.
“Oh, what a pitty. I had hoped you wouldn’t say that.” She told you, disappointed at your decision.
“Nake Snake, Cobra Cobbra.” She chanted, moving her arms up and down in synchronism.
You stood there, confused.
“Vector Arrow!!” She yelled, arrows now coming towards you.
You dodged and faced her. She gave you a deformed smile, a black snake shaped bit of electricity came zapping out of her crooked smile.
“What, just because I don’t want to go home, you're going to kill me!?” You shouted at her, kinda pissed at her actions.
“Precisely.” She looked at you with pure hatred.
Another attack of arrows were coming your way. You dodge them and run towards her, aiming to strike her, but missing.
“They don’t look like friends to me, anyway.” She told you. Her words caught you off guard.
(What does she mean? Of course they're my friends!)
“They way Soul and Black*Star treat you, the way you reacted to them, and what about that dream catcher you just let burn in that hotel you were staying at? If you ask me, you don’t act like friends at all.” She told you, trying to manipulate you.
“Those two may be idiots, and constantly get on my nerves, but they have good intentions! And we had no time to even get the dream catcher! If we had five more seconds, I would have grabbed it, and they know it!” You yelled at her, clenching your fist.
You ran at her with inhuman speed, punching her in the gut, and releasing a massive amount of energy into her body. She spat out blood.
“You could never understand how these things work, could you? I bet you’ve never had a real friend in your life! Nothing you say will make me leave them, especially not now!” You yelled at her, striking her again.
“You don’t get how they think, like I do!” You shouted, striking again. Each strike, she spat out more and more blood.
“I can’t believe you would say something like this to someone you barely even know!” You kicked her, throwing her at the nearest brick wall. She flew with so much force, a huge dent was created when she hit it. She coughed out a huge puddle of blood.
“How could you say something like that to me? If you keep acting like this, I just might not let you hang around my son anymore.” She warned you.
“Oh, and who would that be?” You asked her.
“Crona, of course. Didn’t they tell you? I’m his dear old mother.” She informed you, venom dripping in her words.
