JOCELYN

I was torn from my sleep the following morning by a loud shriek which echoed through the hallways of the hospital.

I popped up in my bed,sitting up in an instant,my heart racing in my chest. This was an unpleasant awakening. My eye's fell over the clock,which ticked ominously on the wall. After the shriek,there was nothing but silence. The tick-tock of the clock was the only thing that could be heard throughout my room.

I heard footsteps not long after. Heavy, large boots, getting closer,louder with each step making the earth shake beneath me,the thunderous clamour of their soles slapping against the lime green hospital tiles made me freeze with terror.

A feeling in my gut told me that it was bad news. Surely,it was. Four men entered my room. A rather old master,wearing red robes,a sigil of a royal family stitched into the fabric. The other three were all hulking,standing tall, their arms bulking with pure muscle. Fear clutched my body,making my limbs go numb and freeze as my eye's fell on the wooden clubs each of them held in their hands.

"Good morning Miss Vi Britannia." The old man spoke.

"Good morning sir. I know you?"

"You're addressing a nobleman,I advise you speak with a bit more formality and respect."

"You obviously don't have good intentions,looking to beat a woman with clubs. A sick woman at that...do you know who my son is?"

"I know all too well who your son is Miss. Matter of fact,he's the reason why we're here."

"Why are you here? To intimidate me? Beat me and get a reaction out of my son? Go ahead,try it, you'll be signing your own death certificate whoreson."

The old man chuckled,tapping his hand against his walking cane. "You are very unlike your son. That boy,always level headed and calm. You...you're an aggressive woman. Feisty. I find that rather attractive in a lady."

"Sorry old timer, I'm not in my eighties yet,still thirty years to go. And yeah I know I look good. Where do you think my son gets it from?"

His jaw locked tightly, his eye's glowing with anger. 

"Deal with this fucking cunt." He said as he slammed his cane against the floor, trying his best to make it toward the chair. He plonked himself down as the other three came toward me.

They grabbed me,their grips were sturdy and rough as they threw me from my bed. I fell to the cold floor beneath me, my body aching as it smashed against the tiles. My drips and other medical items that had to be inserted into my body had been torn out,leaving several parts of my arms bleeding as needles were forcefully torn from my flesh.  I felt one of their boots connect with my lower back, which sent immense pain throughout my body. My spine ached and I felt an uncomfortable shift in my lower back.

I looked up at the men, yet instead of seeing their faces,I was met by the sight of a club descending toward my face. It bludgeoned into my nose, and I felt it shatter beneath the force of the blow. Tears stung my eye's and a steady stream of blood began to fall from my nostrils.

I held my arms up to try and shield myself from their beatings. Time after time their blunt weapons came down,whacking against my bones and smacking against my flesh. Pain pulsed through my entire body with each time a blow landed, and I screamed in pain.

Suddenly,it all stopped. I heard a heavy grunt and the sound of furniture breaking, glass shattering and sounds of a struggle. As I opened my eye's,which were still watering, I saw the boy again. The one who looked just like Nova,wearing white, and fighting off the men.

My thoughts were blurred for a second, watching the boy fight with the men. The old man who sat in the chair was now hiding behind one of the counters.

The boy was definitely much smaller in muscle size than the other men. Yet he fought them off with a certain skill and strength that was almost inhuman. When my mind had fallen back into place, and I had taken time to gather my thoughts,my eye's immediately raced to the mark around his neck. Yet,when I searched for it...it wasn't there.

So it really isn't Nova...

He dodged the bigger men with ease. Despite being outnumbered,he ducked and swerved away, using his slim body to slip out of their tight grips and away from their blows. He parried one of their attacks,grabbing their arm and twisting it as he slammed his palm against their twisted elbow. Blood sprayed as the brutes elbow popped right out of his socket,bloody bone protruding from his arm.

He yelled in agony,dropping to his back and tumbling across the floor. The other two charged the boy,giving him no time to breathe. He quickly reached down and grabbed the fallen club,rolling between the two and avoiding their strikes with ease. He recovered behind them, bashing the club against the back of one of their kneecaps. The man grunted,dropping to one knee while the boy rose to his feet and smacked him right on the back of the head with such force that the club shattered against his skull,sending wooden splinters flying everywhere. The last brute stood, and the boy gave him a sharp back hand with the remainder of the hilt, bashing his nose in with the bottom of the hilt repeatedly until he fell to the floor,dazed.

The old man who hid was soon flushed out as the boy's eye's fell onto him. In a flash of white electricity,not too different from lightning,the boy appeared in front of the old man, kicking his cane and snapping it in two. The old timer fell to the floor, screaming as the sound of bone shattering filled the room.

"Huh...so old people's hips really do break easy? I thought it was a myth."

The boy dropped what remained of the broken club and turned to me,smiling from ear to ear.

He really isn't Nova...Nova would have killed all of those men...he just rendered them unconscious...

"Sorry I'm late mom...I need to work on my punctuality,I'm trash at arriving ahead of time." He said,giggling as he walked toward me.

He sat beside me,both of his eye's going pitch black.

Nova only has one black eye...Nova's a half revenant...this boy is a full breed.

"You don't appear to have anything broken. Shit...big brother wasn't lying Mom you're one tough cookie."

Big brother...

I wanted to slap myself in the face. I wanted to kick myself in the shin...I hated myself for a few brief moments.

How could I forget...

"Rey...my baby boy..."

Once more his smile stretched widely,and despite his razor teeth and inhuman look,he was still my son.

"Hi mom."