Chapter 2 act 3 Final act

" Boy get down here" says fathers in angry turn tone while he continues roasting a Steak.

He risers out of bed with a pained expression on his face "all right I'm coming hold on" I says as I put on my clothes on and jumps down the stairs.

" What you cooking" says Hades to his father "steak what took you so long to get down here huh why do you wake up earlier" says father in an angry tone.

"Honey you leave him alone he woke up perfectly on time on your first call I couldn't say the same when I woke you up this morning" says mother while looking at him with the scorning face with her finger up in the air you know she always has her finger in the air for no reason at all well except for the incident.

"Its fine mother and I was up and I stayed in last night after you beat me up for no reason yesterday during training dad" I says with the sarcastic look on his face like he knows exactly what he's doing

"You did what Jason McAlone what did you do to our son" Says mother in a very angry tone with your finger still in Air

" N-nothing I did nothing I didn't beat him up I simply punish him for messing up his stance during saw training" Says father wash stuttering he looks incredibly scared right now even though he probably have any army at his becking and call

(Father's always been scared of mother and mother is always been over protective of me. Farther said he could do 20 times harder and I should be thankful that she's protecting me and I was never thankful as I was today because if it wasn't for mother and how over protective she is because if it wasn't for her there was no one to yell at father for yesterday. )

(Yesterday he beat me up so bad that I looked like a raccoon or dummy or gorilla something like that because I had my sword 2° off 2° not even like I had it all the way down to the ground it was almost completely where it was supposed to be but wasn't and I know 2° could mean death in a real battle but come on I already slay the enemy by that point so he didn't have to punish me for that he could've let it slide)

"Boy stop daydreaming answer your mothers question you know i once trained a kid just like you back in the war to 424 he was daydreamer just like you and he ended up in the grave in in then one year of training he ended up bleed to death because he couldn't pay attention to what he was doing and stabbed him self to death just like that his life is over because he day drinking you're gonna end up just like me if you keep doing it " said father on his massive rant like normal you know he trained so many people and he's been alive for so many wars that it's almost like he comes with the new story every day and this isn't the first time he told me the story about the boy who day dream but he has to realize he's been training me if what 15 years and I've been drinking this whole time but I'm not over 15 can't you have a little less expectation and a little more acceptance of who I am

" All right all right I'm sorry what was your question mom" I say while trying to avoid this entirely boring conversation

"You didn't even hear that don't worry about it I thought of yourself an extra push ups for you 68 feet everything I can possibly think of at multiple like it by thousand father grumbles as he walks towards the training area outside of our mansion