LET THE WAR BEGIN

I sat down on my desk, looking at the photo album Bertha made of myself, herself and Apollo, then I threw it and all the books off the table in fury.

My eyes lit a dim blue as I said,"He killed Lilith, I'll kill him..."

Anneliese was still crying silently on the couch then Apollo walked to her and called,"Mom?"

She quickly wiped her tears then asked how she could help him, as if nothing had happened.

He then asked,"Do you think I could bring my sister back?"

Anneliese smiled then brushed the hair away from his face and said,"No honey, you can't, it's too dangerous."

"But what if I increased my level, and then did it?"He asked.

She was silent for a few seconds then asked,"You could do that?"

"Bertha did it so, why couldn't I?"He asked.

She smiled as fresh tears streamed down her cheeks then she hugged him and said,"I'd love that."

***

My mom called Indigo again, she hadn't seen him for several days and she wanted to tell him about Lilith.

She sat on their bed then saw an envelope below her pillow.

She opened it and saw there were two sheets of paper, the first was a letter, which read;

Felicia, my love, I know you are carrying my own flesh and blood whom I could never take care of, I could never be as good a father as Andrew was, but I know you will be an excellent mother. It is with a heavy heart that I say, Goodbye.

She checked the other note and gasped then tears streamed down her face as she saw his signature already on the divorce contract.

Her chest tightened and she wept till she felt dizzy and fainted...

My mom woke up with a headache and saw Anneliese first of all.

She tried to sit up but her body ached all over.

Anneliese helped her to painstakingly take a seat on the bed then brought her a bowl of hot groundnut soup.

My mom asked where her grandson was then Anneliese answered,"He had to do something very stressful with his light, he's resting."

"I want to see him."My mom said.

"No, you need to rest."Anneliese said.

My mom yelled in pain then water sprayed from below the bed as the sheets of paper on the desk fluttered in the wind.

Anneliese looked at my mom in surprise, but she hadn't realized any of that due to the immense pain and tiredness she felt.

Anneliese helped her to sit down then went to call their doctor.

She told him everything then the doctor gasped and went off the line for a few seconds, before coming back and saying,"Please bring Mrs Jackson to my office, immediately."

Anneliese without hesitating, agreed.

I walked towards my sleeping son, with hatred in my eyes and a knife of HDA amorphous ice in my hand.

I lifted it up then sent it down but it turned to snow an inch from his chest, I was distracted with something that made me burn with anger...

The protesters were chanting in front of the camp gate, with several of the lecturers trying to calm them down.

A man from the mob just yelled,"I hope you are all struck down by thunder!"

Immediately, a huge and positively charged, blue lightning bolt hit the floor between the two crowds and several thick arcs of electricity jumped from where the lightning bolt hit the ground and went on to hit the ground right in front of both crowds, the sound effects cleared out then they saw me standing on the seriously charred ground.

I then stretched my arm towards the protesters and a blast of water about the diameter of my palm and two times the pressure of a pressure washer was just blasted out.

It went on to slice through several trees like they didn't exist and on to explode the windows and tyres of cars and houses in an instant.

I also blasted the water right in front of them and they screamed and started running away.

I could hear the teachers asking themselves whether or not this was really me, I made it clear to them through a telepathic message that yes, it was me.

I then stomped hard on the floor then huge golden flames formed a circular wall around the protesters and it was so hot, it was even melting their flesh, hair and clothes from about three meters closest.

The people were begging for me to stop but I smirked and said,"I'm only getting started.

I then raised my other arm and the flames turned green and became twice as tall.

The people screamed and one of the teachers tried to stop me but I blasted him backwards with a strong wind which made him break right through the three stalagmites of ice I h I made behind him.

He didn't stand up again and the rest of the teachers were either shocked or attending to him as I laughed like a maniac.

I then said to their hearing,"Let the war begin."

Then I started walking away, a second before they heard the tsunami warning then I made a Hydro Boom in each of their ears saying,"Oh and of I catch any of you helping any of those dainty fools, I will have your heads."

I then walked away.

***

The doctor then said,"The strange situation you are going through Mrs Jackson is something called birth activation. It is where a child's light is activated before, during or shortly after their birth, that explains why you have been so tired lately and have been experiencing nature manipulation in your immediate surroundings. As you may already know, lights are only activated when a life threatening cataclysm relating to one's light happens to them, or if they are exposed to the appropriate frequency or frequencies of gamma radiation. I ran some tests on you and found out your umbilical cord has actually dried up within your uterus, cutting off blood, nutrient and oxygen supply to your son. Due to the lack of oxygen, he activated his gas manipulating light, and due to him almost drowning in the amniotic fluid, he activated his water manipulating light, simultaneously activating them both which is a rare occasion on its own but the problem is, he still isn't safe. He can breathe the dissolved oxygen in your amniotic fluid and expell waste products from his body, but into yours and he is literally being a parasite by tearing through your tissue for nutrients, the only way for both of you to survive is in he were placed in an incubator."

"Then do it!"My mom yelled, anxiously.

"The thing is, your son will only be comfortable with an incubator perfect to the digit, if one microscopic parameter is miscalculated, he will get emotional and destroy it and possibly, himself, I'm sorry..."

My mom started hyperventilating and the doctor tried to calm her down but she screamed,"No I won't! I'm not losing another child! You better save him, I don't care about myself, just do something! Please just..."

Anneliese had to catch her right before she fell down...