Chapter 12: Rejection.

"What is wrong with you!?" She shouted. I thought, 'How could she be angry at a probable accident when she just saw her son fly.'

"What!?" He exclaimed. 'I'm alive?' He touched his whole body to confirm his thought. 'But I know I died a thousand times, a thousand different times.'

"What do you mean?- What's this?- Our baby would be dead if I didn't cast gravity spell on him." He asked erecting to his feet.

"That thing is an abomination!" He exclaimed with fury.

"An abomination?" She asked with tears pending for the release. "We are his parents, you are his father and you dare to disown him right after his birth!?- Go ahead then. But just remember that you will lose more than a son."

"No. Ritash my soul, my heart's wielder. Please don't say such hurtful things." He fell on his knees, stretched forth his hand to his wife who pulled away.

'Damn, is this dude really serious, he tries to kill means now he says I ain't his. Who the heck is he?- You said yourself I got your black hair so now what?'

"Ritash just tell me one thing. What did you sense when he fell in your arms." She turned away he face. The tears finally got their release and then she looked at me. "Why don't you answer?- Answer truly and I will make a choice, be silent and I will have him executed." She turned looking at him with disdain and disgust.

"Have you no heart?- For years we have struggled together for a child. The gods finally gives us one and you want to take him away. I do wield and it is empty. It is just an empty shell devoid of love, too light and dark to be called a heart my child will not be usurped by anyone." Suddenly he hair started to float like she was in water. Swiftly she swang her hand and my old man was sent into the wall making a dent in it. He fell on one knee, stood up and began to stretch himself. I moved my sight to mother and her look showed her seriousness. She was willing to kill father for my sake. I thought. 'Where has she been all my life.' Father began to clap with pride.

"That is my Ritash, the Amazon's pride. Not even birth could totally weaken you. I am sorry dear. But I took an oath to protect my kingdom, Pingadonia first." He began to vainly walk towards us. He seemed to be deeply pious to his kingdom but the eyes never lied. He eyes gave away his true feelings. Those eyes were the eyes and a lamented soul, the eyes of a terrified. A soul wishing for death to stop his hands. Everything was so evident, yet mother didn't seem to notice. She just clutched to her protective instinct.

Father was on his short jurney to us when mother pointed her palm at him then suddenly something strange appeared in thin air, it was green. Was that what they called magic circle. The magic circle began to glow when suddenly a horizontal tornado shot from it. I could tell it came with great force and power and it was directed at my old man. It made contact and he took a step back, then he proceeded to walk normally with that much force forcing him back.

"Tell me Ritash- what did you sense when he fell in your arms?- Don't feel so offended. You knew the man you were getting married to from the start but you never opposed my decision so why now?" Slowly the tornado began to vanish and her hand went down.