An Angel's Turn

Raising A Boy Alone

It had been many years since my lover Kei had died. It pained me to lose him. Our son was only a few weeks old when he perished defending my tribe from invaders. I remember when I gave birth to our son. It was a dark and quiet night. The only noise that was heard was my desperate pleas to survive the labor.

I was so scared and alarmed. I had handled the pregnancy despite being only seventeen at the time. It was painful. The labor was more painful than losing my virginity all over again. I was so scared. Mother was by my side helping the two most respected elders of my tribe. Marah and Kendrick. The most respected indeed.

I was terrified. I laid on my back pushing and straining to have my child. It was sheer agony to endure. I couldn't do anything to stop it. I wish I could have. The sheer amount of pain was strictly unbearable. Moments passed and I felt the little one leave my womb. The cry was so loud that all my pain left in that instant. I saw the elders bathe the little one getting him cleaned from my blood and fluid. I felt so strange watching him. I didn't know it was a son until they told me. The moment he met my arms I didn't let go.

I saw Kei run in dripping sweat and worry. I held our baby in my embrace. He was amazed. Shook to the core even. I watched as he landed near me gazing at our baby. Once our son landed in his arms he moved the blanket to see his gender.

“A son,” He murmured sweetly as tears dripped from his eyes. “We have a prince. What will we name him?”

My eyes flickered softly at his words. I slowly raised up and my heart soared at one name. A name that held a deep meaning but the best one of them all. My mouth opened and I spilled out the words I wanted to say.

“Su nombre será Yami,” I spoke softly as I watched Kei's eyes shine from the name. It was a fitting name for our son.

He nodded in response and thus gave our son his rightful name. The name Yami meant he would break the world's cruel way of naming us. We were once human. However justice was nothing but a dream that never could be found. I endured the abuse with the others but it won't happen for my son. I felt hopeful for his future but pained from the loss of his father.

I felt so empty without him. Like my world was gone but a light created another. I still had our son Yami. He was older, now around five. He had my black hair but mine and Kei's eyes fused together. Golden blue eyes are the rarest trait of both bloods. It usually meant that the union of the two parents was one.

I was with my son inside a headquarters I had built for my son's protection. It was known as the “Rebellion Headquarters”. I had four others with me. They were hand picked by my own mother to serve as my guards and fellow fighters. Their names were Oceania; the water dragon. She was born part land monster and part sea dragon. Her hair remains black until her powers are activated then her hair turns deep sea blue.

The second one was Henry; he was the master of the Earth. He could do so much damage with the land. By creating earthquakes, trenches, ravines. He was really talented at making those. Third was Anthony; he causes windstorms, hurricanes, tornadoes, even gale force winds that destroy buildings. He was raised in the mountains where his wind nation was located. They barely have any breath to speak. Lastly but not least in my eyes is Oreo otherwise known as Herald; he's a warrior rabbit and a spirit user. He controls the waves of the spirits, like healing and restoration.

I'm known as the queen of the group. I'm a flame user but not any flame user no, I'm a Death Bane. Those are the most badass monsters of them all. Only women can be Death Banes. Men are known as Poison Traps. Which is what my son is. He's a Poison Trap. They are very rare. Just like females. Some females refuse to have offspring due to that. What is even rarer is having twins.

If a Death Bane female has twin girls, one will wield death and the other will use poison. If it were twin boys they would both wield poison. However, the truth be said, only our race can have fraternal twins; they will never be identical twins. It hurts real bad. Nothing will happen to make them identical. I've faced that ugly truth due to us and our ways of life.

I've watched young Yami play in the yard. His eyes were full of life. The very life I swear and stand my ground to protect. I'd never forget those who would hurt him. I'd rip their damn throats out if they dared try. He was the heir of the night as I was revered as the queen of the infamous night.

I refused to lose what tie I had to my flame bird king. He made me his queen, no, he gave me the choice to be his queen. I didn't run from it. I raced towards the warm embrace. I deserved to queen, I was bred to be queen. If it wasn't in my birth right I was deemed a failure and unworthy. Our son was deemed the son of flames and death.

I knew what future lay in store for him. He was the son of the tamed Phoenix. A creature that was never meant to be tamed. My late husband Kei was the direct descendant of Durin the Phoenix. The king of the whole sky. I was the direct descendant of Kikyo; the priestess of the land and heart. She was also the birth mother of the name Death Bane.

My son Yami looked so peaceful running around the yard. His adventurous spirit mirrored my own when I was his age. I had to flee my homeland of Gardenia to protect him. My parents died when I turned eighteen leaving me as the sole ruler of my tribe. I spoke with my elders and they agreed that my choice of fleeing was the best choice for my son's survival.

Seeing as my parents died not by natural causes no, they died by an enemy. His name leaves the worst bitter taste in my mouth. It was Rothbart the raven crow prince. He was cruel and evil. To him was seen as the most beautiful woman in the world. That he did not lie about. I was seen as that by many. However he had bad intentions with his way of wording.

I still remembered the day he stormed into my parents house and demanded my hand in marriage. My parents denied him which turned out to be the worst answer for him. He left but returned soon after to end them. A plot of revenge. I however didn't know it was him. No, that much I could say was true at the time.

So I have a bunch of enemies and suitors that would go to great links to get rid of any competition to have me. I however don't plan to remarry. For I did a sacred vow before my beloved died. My heart, body, and soul were his for all eternity. Which meant I vowed to forever remain his until we meet again in paradise. The world I so dearly pray I join.