The Demon of Medusa
My name is Slith. I am the Demon of Medusa. I use to be a mysterious 70 foot long snake. I had green and yellow scales and fangs that were 2 feet long. Village people use to scream and run when they saw me coming. I was Medusa's way to get her food. My job was to capture young men and women for her. I was rewarded by getting one person for my choosing for a snack.
Medusa found me when I was just an egg. She turned my parents to stone and stole me from my nest. When I hatched she made me swear to serve her for as long as I lived. My species is an immortal race and we never die so I am in her service for eternity. When I was only a few feet long I would hide among reeds and watch the other snake children slither around with their friends and parents. I would get extremely jealous of the other snakes. I would slowly slither away down towards a little creek that I knew about. I would swim around by myself until Medusa calls for me.
I was constantly getting in trouble when I was about 10 feet long. I had just grown my adult fangs and I was able to produce poison for the first time in my life. I would crawl around in the night striking cats, dogs, and small goats. Medusa would hear the rumors about the killings and get extremely angry at me. She didn't know about my camouflage mechanism though. I could change my scale colors to match any background, so I would climb up a tree and hide until she was no longer angry.
When I grew 30 feet in length is when she started me on bringing her village people. Until the day that I met another snake of my same size. Her name was Sicily. She was a beautiful snake and was 3 feet shorter than me. I wanted to impress her so I told her about my job for Medusa. She was repulsed by it. She is friends with the towns people. She begged me for hours to stop serving her. I finally caved. I approached Medusa that night with Sicily and told her that I was no longer her serpent slave. She was angry with me beyond belief. She turned Sicily into stone before I could stop her. She then turned to me and told me that I had two options. Either continue serving her or end the same way as my parents and Sicily. That is when I struck. I sunk my fangs deep into her chest. I back up ready to strike again. With her dying energy she looked me dead in the eyes. Before I could look away she turned me to stone. The towns people found my statue and cemented it into the ground. I have been here for over 3,000 years and for the whole time duration I have never stopped thinking of Sicily.
