I woken up to see Shin still asleep, but he slept with a smile on his face. This man was absolutely adorable and pure. I thought about the orc lady and how she treated Shin. My fist started itching and I wanted to release my anger. My thoughts shrouded in darkness, how can you save someone when you are unable to save yourself. I don't have an answer and I probably won't in the near future.
I admired Shin's face to help release my anger, his near translucent skin paired with many scars on his body made for a wild combination and it fueled my imagination.
While lost in my own thoughts Shin had awoken up, his eyes fluttered with a new beginning and the first thing he did was smile.
Too bright! Ah, it is too bright for my unpure eyes.
" Shin?" I said as he was smiling unstoppably.
He turned and looked at me, his smile was contagious and I felt I was also unable to keep a smile off my face.
" Are you feeling ok?" I asked.
" Yes" He replied, his voice was husky and it oozed with warm sex appeal.
Ah! I see why he was not allowed to talk...he probably almost made my father turned the other way.
I felt tingles all over my body and it was like his voice had magical powers. Voice magic or would it be considered magic words that his auditory box produced influenced other people's perceptions.
" Wait, maybe only speak when I tell you to? Just tap like we used to ok?" Two taps.
I did not have any resistance towards his voice, although this could be considered a powerful skill it was also a curse. How would you know someone actually cared for you when the magic always seems to be effective when you speak? Once the magic wears off would the person notice? Maybe that was why Father didn't allow him to use his voice with me.
" Shin you can keep resting in here while I go hang out with mom ok?" Two taps.
I left and ran like something was chasing me, my heart was pounding non stop and I felt sweat dripping down my forehead with dirty thoughts. Contain yourself I said again. His magic probably had a stronger effect on me because I was not truly a child. I had a mature soul inside this child's body. I realized I had to build up magic resistance, had Shin been an enemy I don't know what could have happened.
Mom was having tea with Aunt Kane, and they continued to talk about the good old days. I hated to interrupt their time so I left and headed to my fathers office. There I saw him talking to someone, but I couldn't hear their voices, at one point I could see Father drop his head in his hands.
" Papa?" I called out as I entered the room, " who are you talking to?" I see no one in here.
" Zeus my sweet child what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be hanging out with your mother?"
What? Usually my father would be dying to have me voluntarily come to him.
" Who are you?" I asked
" Zeus is me...Papa!" It was like he noticed the difference, " Come give Papa a hug!"
'Scythe' I called out and I moved before he could even think, " Where is my Father?"
I had the blade right on his neck and I could see the sweat dripping down his neck.
" Young Master! I give up, Master is on a secret mission and I am to take his place so no one else notices." The unknown man had his hands up.
" Who are you?" The blade was getting dangerously close to cutting his neck.
" Welson! It's me Welson!"
" Doctor Welson?" I questioned his answer.
" If you aren't able to prove yourself..." I moved the blade closer to his neck and a drop of blood rolled down.
" At age one you accidentally drank my beer, at age two you came to my office..."
" I don't believe you" I said, and I was one second off before thoroughly cutting his head.
" Wait! At age 4 you were drooling at the male officers while they were having their body checked, at age 5 you put make up on yourself while weirdly looking in the mirror. At age 6...you peed yourself in be-"
" Shhhhh!" I closed his mouth, " I believe you so stop speaking!"
I took the blade off his neck and summoned the scythe back into Pot's space.
" Where's Father?"
" Please don't make me answer that I can't tell you it's a secret."
Annoyed I summoned Scythe again.
" Wait! I really can't tell you," He put a hand on his neck, " But! I can tell you that he is with your brother... somewhere..."
" Ok... so how long are you going to be here?" What was my Father and brother doing?
" A week," He said while looking sad, " at least....."