Where is she?

Putting the phone down, she had just stepped out from behind her huge desk, which took almost a quarter of the size of the huge room she was in when she heard a sudden knock on her door. The person instantly entered before she had enough time to open her mouth and tell the person to come in.

With a sigh on her lips, she watched her assistant step into her office before closing the door behind her,

"The boy is awake," Her assistant said even as Glow simply nodded back confident that, that wasn't the real reason why her closest assistant came to her since she must have known that she had already been informed.

"Just say it…," Glow said as she began packing some papers on her desk that she almost forgot to take along, not in the mood to dabble around what she wanted to talk about before she finally made her point.

"Fine…," Jirena, Glow's top assistant and confidence sighed right before she went ahead to speak her mind.

"First of all. I don't believe we should even be here dealing with such a thing. You're one of the top heroes in the Raven continent. Coming to such a small city for something like this isn't worth your attention," 

"Secondly, I'm concerned about the boy. I don't think he'll ever sign the contract we drafted or stop wanting to Kill Horati, even though the death of his mother was simply an accident,"  Jirena said watching her boss finish packing whatever she was doing before raising her head to look at her.

"mmhh…," she hummed under her breath while looking straight at the only assistant that could waltz into her office and say such a thing to her.

Satisfied to see her squirm for a little while under her gaze, since it showed that she wasn't proud or obnoxious enough not to know her place, Glow then finally decided to reply.

"Look even if the boy dies LATER, the boy cannot die right now…" she slowly explained.

"We can't have the news getting out and the image of any top hero being ruined at this time. We can use him, which means, he's useful but the moment he becomes a problem, I'll get rid of him myself and that's all you need to know," Glow said right before began walking towards her and handing over the stack of papers in her hands over to her, going ahead to open the door for herself and stepping out as Jirena, followed closely behind.

After a while of descending from the topmost floor where she has decided to stay until her business, there was done, with her assistant right behind her, they finally got to the first floor in front of room 7, where more than a dozen men and women were already waiting with stacks of papers, videos and projecting devices in their hands.

"Since everyone is here... Let's go in," Glow said, turning the handle of the door the moment she got in front of it, with a small smile at the edge of her lips confident of being able to get everything she could from a sick little boy even before entering with her small army.

*****

The first thing Ray saw the moment he opened his eyes was a nurse hovering over him, before she jerked back in alarm, running out of his room like she had just seen a ghost.

Looking around at what seemed to be a hospital room, Ray quickly discovered that he couldn't move any part of his body coupled with the fact that he was wrapped in bandages from head to toe.

With a slightly confused expression on his face thoughts of his mother, being the last thing he remembered crossed his mind. He continued trying to recall the broken pieces in his mind.

"Was that all a dream?" He asked himself remembering the incident of him speaking to a dark image of someone called death.

He was still trying to sort out his thoughts when suddenly the door to his room swung open with a loud bang, as he watched different kinds of people stream in one after the other, with a well-dressed woman in heels being the first person he laid eyes on.

She had straight blond shoulder-length hair, with a sharp jawline and catty eyes that seemed not to go aesthetically well by themselves but together made her look pretty and young enough for anyone to assume she was in her late twenties when he was sure that she was, in fact heading to her forties.

"Confirm the state of his body," Madam Glow said, instantly ordering the doctors that came in with her, with various kinds of body reviving and analyzing abilities to check out Ray's condition.

Watching everything that was happening quickly around him with slight fear and confusion, considering he couldn't move especially since he was unaware that it had been more than a week since he'd been in the hospital.

"His condition is stable," One of the doctors replied, as the others beside him quickly nodded not understanding why all of them with almost the same kind of ability was needed at the same time for a bed-ridden and incapacitated boy, yet none of them dared to question the authority of the woman in front of them.

"You can all leave then…" she said ordering them out the moment they were done and their presence was no longer needed.

Half of them had already stepped out of the room, with the last people remaining still leaving when they heard the patient speak in a surprisingly loud and agitated tone,

"Whe...Where's my mother?" Ray unexpectedly asked from where he lay stiffly on the bed, physically incapable of moving a finger because of how tightly his body was wound together.

Recalling most of the conversation he had in his dream, at that point all he wanted to know was how his mother was doing.

But the doctors still walking towards the door had barely heard him speak when they instantly increased their pace just a little bit more, barely managing not to bump into each other, before the last person gently slammed the door behind him.

"Where's my mother?" Ray asked again, but this time directing his question at the only person who was sitting on a chair in front of him while the remaining two people in the room, wearing matching suits surrounded her on both sides.