In the dimly lit room, Alex awoke, his body heavy with fatigue. Jayden sat nearby, a silent sentinel through the night. As Alex coughed weakly, Jayden's concerned gaze never wavered.
"Happened?" Alex's hoarse voice broke the silence.
Jayden, with a caring tone, responded, "Are you alright?"
Coughing persisted, and blood tainted the air. Jayden sprang into action, rushing to fetch a glass of water. Urgency painted his words, "Here, take this."
The glass exchanged hands, and Alex, still coughing, managed a weak "Thanks, Dad."
Concern etched Jayden's face as he watched Alex closely. "You pushed yourself too hard yesterday. What happened in the dojo?"
Between coughs, Alex explained, "I don't know... something from that scroll. It was like I had this power, and then everything went blurry."
Seated beside Alex, Jayden's care remained evident. "We'll figure it out. But for now, focus on recovering. That power is something we need to understand."
Alex nodded, sipping the water, Jayden keeping a watchful eye. The exchange continued, and as Alex asked about the events in the dojo, Jayden smiled, recognizing his son's curiosity.
"We'll get to that. Right now, you need to recover fully. You went through something significant," Jayden advised, acknowledging the gravity of the situation.
As the conversation shifted, Jayden delved into the clan's secrets. "Alright, let's talk about the 'Veil of Shadows.' That was what was written on the scroll, huh?"
With curiosity, Alex nodded, prompting Jayden to share the rich history of the ShadowHart clan. He painted a vivid picture of their specialization in assassination and the unique martial art, the Veil of Shadows. As Jayden unveiled the intensity of the technique and its exclusive use within the clan, Alex's astonishment was palpable.
"Whoa, that sounds intense. What does the technique do?" Alex's excitement resonated.
Jayden, in his role as both father and mentor, explained the intricacies of the Veil of Shadows. As he described its effects on aura, agility, and the potential for seeing into the future, Alex's eyes widened in awe.
"No wonder I'm able to use this technique," Alex remarked, connecting the dots.
Jayden, proud yet cautious, commended his son for not succumbing to the darker aspects of the technique during the confrontation with bullies. The conversation took a serious turn as Alex questioned the fate of the ShadowHart clan members.
"What happened to the other members of the ShadowHart clan? Where are they?" Alex inquired, a mix of curiosity and concern in his eyes.
Jayden, with a grave expression, prepared to unveil a difficult truth. As he hesitated, Alex reassured him, expressing unwavering support.
"Dad, I'm confused. I don't care what the clan did, and even if they are evil, I will never hate you. You're my dad, after all."
A moment of vulnerability passed between father and son, setting the stage for revelations that would shape their journey together.
The room falls silent as the weight of Jayden's words settles in. The father and son share a moment of understanding, and the journey into the mysterious world of the ShadowHart clan takes a new turn.
HEY THANK YOU FOR READING!! THAT'S THE END OF CHAPTER 2