The Distintive Child

It's Perfect alright. He thought perfect enough to see the king. He couldn't do it. Wouldn't do it. Had to do it. She was his. He wouldn't give her up. He couldn't give her up, but would have to if the king allowed her to join the army... his army. No he couldn't do it. Would not let go of his claim. She was his, just like the human but she was worth more. She was his sister. The most powerful being, his beloved. He only treated her this way, only made her call him Dejiere to protect her. To make no other man want what his mother said was rightfully his. If he had to give her up, and he lost her. The country would lose him too.”Ready babe?” he asked. “Yes Dejiere.” “Not tonight. Tonight I'm just Imortel.” “As you wish Imortel.” as he wish uh? Didn't sound half bad. He liked that. No matter of fact he loved it. Nothing could have sounded better. Maybe he wouldn't lose her after all. “Imortella” he said sounding so sweet. “Yes, Imortel?” “Whatever you do, be rude.” “You mean like myself?” “Yes exactly. Be you and nothing but you nothing more nothing less.
“Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you.” “Happy birthday to me.” The little boy was being sung too but wanted to join in. It was a very important day for him. It was his fifteenth birthday. The day he became a man. The day his turning would happen. The day he would be able to walk during the day. He hated night school. He never even saw the sun. The poor boy knew his fate. It was getting much too late. Avoiding his mother would not change his fate. Though he hoped it would, delaying it as much as he could. His mother was his sister. The last of his kind only had two eggs left. If he gave her a boy she kill him and raise him by herself just like she did to his father/grandfather.
His first memory was his father standing over him, saying he was the greatest baby he ever help bore. What was that moist in his father's eyes? Tears. He know knew his father had been crying, saying he was sorry he failed and now his son shared his fate. The little boy didn't know what he meant of course. Then the little boy's mother came with an ax. It was obvious now that she was beaten of course. She told him his father's last request was sex. Jestino just kept saying “Please let me try again.” She refused, and with good reason too. She only had three eggs left. Their females biggest flaw was that they had little or no eggs, and had to switch between males every since the war thousands of years ago according to his mother. Then again you could never trust a female. Then his father asked for something that was quite a surprise. One more minute with his son was what he asked for sixty seconds was his claim. When she asked “why?” He wanted him to get wise was his reply. surely she could do that? She said “Yes of course” not to offend the male.
“Okay she's gone.” he said “Now listen up I'm going to give you a gift. Show this to them, and you will get two wishes. Boy if you see a cat, any cat take them in immediately. Especially if they are on the bridge of starvation. Now I'm going to do something because she would surely see this in your head, and I think she wants me dead. You won't remember this until you are fifteen, but don't worry son. You will see me again and I will be your best friend. About the cat don't worry about that when you see him your subconscious will kick in. So long for now.”
That's when his mother came back in. That cow. She killed him in front of him. He begged her not to even said “Let's go into another room.” The ax came down hard andthe blood sprayed on him in his black crib. He begin to cry. Then there was a bright light. His mother got scared, but the dead body remain the same. Now Adrian knew that fateful day, his father took his mind away.
His mother grabbed him, he remembered and told him the story he knew all too well. The story of his father when he was young but the boy always thought of it not but a tale. The tale was all too familiar and it went like this: Distinctive child why do you kill to survive? Do you even know you are alive? Or do you just look forward to your next meal? Oh my poor child do you even know what you eating was still alive when your mother cooked it do you know that it had a name, children, grand children, and much more and the desert you are eating did you know it use to be a whore before it was what your mother calls a canibuli pie?
And the drink you drink and smile after a gulp each time, it belonged to something it was it’s blood yes “mama’s homemade fruit punch” and for lunch mama feeds you like a vulture yes mama’s little vulture pecking away at what you believe is chit lens that hideous film your swallowing gets stuck to your throat but mama’s punch will wash it down. Next you try mama’s next victim”spaghetti”. Mama’s spaghetti is packed up with way too much of mama’s special sauce but you don’t mind because the sauce is extremely thick all red almost black your instinct is to eat the worm skin like substance not only to eat it but to slurp it up watching it slither around in your mouth “mama didn’t kill it all the way” you say “she knows I like it dead” but you eat it any way.
After you thank mama for the delicious meal telling her it was at her best, your mom tells you to stay out of the cemetery because the dead should rest “mom they are resting in my stomach” you think but dare not say out loud you want Jenny to come and play and have supper at your house. “Momma” “yes baby” she says as she gives you a playful slap “what’s for supper?” “That’s my baby never full, I don’t know why don’t you bring a friend from school?” “I already did mama. Jenny is on her way.” “Wow my baby is smart today!” But she knows you are always prepared it’s better that way since daddy is not here said the boy almost with a tear but mama said we were suppose to do that she said it so it’s true. She said one day one of your kids is going to do it to you too.
“Mama!!” the villain screamed aloud “what?” said mama as she muffled the sound. “Why do we have to keep moving around?” “Because” said mama “people will start to suspect by the way are you all packed yet?” “Yes mama, is Jenny dead yet?” “Almost baby” mama said “last supper in this house. Tomorrow we will have a new house, a new school, and a new bed.”
Why did that tale came to him? He wanted to know, but couldn't because when the answer came to him Imortella being her rude self interrupted him so, Asking the fifteen birthday question; “What is your wish nephew?” Imortella asked. “The gods have to know” He looked up and said “I wish to have a girl brought unto me, but she can't be any girl. She must carry my D.N.A so if I fail with my mom, I can try one more time.” “Excellent wish, my son.” “Wait a minute, I'm not done yet.” “but...”said Imortella “I have been given the power this year to grant your wish, and you already gave me one.” That's when he remembered he had that medallion. He showed her the medallion, and princess looked shocked. She grabbed the medallion, said “Excuse me birthday boy.” took his mother aside, and said something he couldn't hear. “Put me down.” a voice said it seemed to be coming from his cat. He didn't think any body else heard him, so he said in a whisper “Sebashition is that you?” “Yes my friend, my son of thine daughter and thine self. You would like me too listen to your mother for you do you not?” “ You mean spy?” “Yes my friend, spy. She would never know.” “Okay go, hurry don't get caught.” “Never my friend, never again. As he left the boy wondered what he meant, but did not say a word wondering if his father was still here. The cat walked by and jumped on a loose perch, where he heard the conversation between the mother the princess and the nurse. “Where did he get that? How could he obtained it?” “I don''t know. I did not give it to him. Did you?” “I, a lonely wet nurse?” I have no connection with the gods. That is for the royals only.” “Well this is a special gift. To reject this would be a curse.” “We have to reject it. What he may ask for might hurt.” “Okay I'll see what I can do.”
Jestino became frantic as he searched for his son. he said “My friend, you can't let it happen not to me. You must use that wish to set me free.” The boy said “I know tell me, what you heard.” The cat said their whole conversation word from word, and told the boy he needed to pray. The boy took him to the temple, where the princess lay and the cat sat and prayed. “My lords.” “Who be there? “It is I the prince of the Katz Jestino son of Fron late husband of Tarean father of Tarean father of Andrean beloved of no one Dejiere of Faishawna.” “Oh for what reason have you chose to grace me with your presence?” “My lords I have asked you for my son. I have given him the medallion just as you have instructed, but the princess dare to question your judgment? If it your will and only your will reject your princess Imortella of Stormellas, and my daughter of Katz.” “Yes of course I will see what I can do? Don't move, another wishes to talk to me.” “Never my lords will I be rude to your temple, and leave such a disgrace. So mote it be” “What is it you acquire princess?” “My lords, my nephew gave me a medallion but I have no power to grant this wish. His mother refuses to help. I have no idea where he got it. I would like to know the story. Only if it is your will and your will alone.” “It is not.” “Yes my lords I shall grant you the power, that you may grant him his wish. On no condition can you reject him. Your future depends on what he ask for. He gets two chances to get it right but on no condition may you or anybody else help the boy. The decision is his and his alone.” “Yes my lords.” “Now leave us, and go onto the boy. You shall find your strength “Yes my lords.” The gods returned to the cat and said “You have what you asked for now go back to the boy. He has two chances, you may not help him nor may any one else.” “Yes my lords” “Now leave this temple.” “Yes my lords.”
The cat ran back to the boy. “What did they say?” “You have two chances to get it right, but alas I can't help you but the good news is your mother can't help you ether. I think I know what I want.” “Are you ready to be a man? This will be your first big decision Andrean. You have two wishes. I would have the first one now.” “I want a female with my D.N.A, that I can mate with if I fail, my mother. She must grant me a girl. If the gods will it, and only if they will it.” “They do and it shall be granted. You are to have Fevear's first born. She will give you a girl. the others will deliver twin boys. Which one would she be, is the trick. I shall give you one minute. That is sixty seconds boy. You will choose when I come back.” “What will I do? If I get it wrong, there is a fifty percent chance I will be killed.” “I will help you.” “But I thought you couldn't.” “This isn't the one I can't help with.” “How do you know?” “The medallion isn't glowing goldish yellow.” Now the little boy remembered that was the light, his mother saw. The light that startled her so. “Okay, but what could you do?” “I can smell.” “But I can smell too. “But my nose is wise, while yours is young and naive still.” “Okay Sebashition try your best.” 'I will son I promise” “Your time is up nephew of mine. Here is a rag, so that you will be blind. He looked and asked “Why? Wait who turned off the lights.” “It has to be this way my prince of Katz.” “I am not the prince of Katz, my father is.” “Choose the left.” the cat said quickly so none could hear. It was going well so far. “Enough of this!!” said his mother “You are the prince of Katz. Your father is dead.” “Soon I am dead, as well mother. Who be prince next.” “No talk, choose!!” “Yes, my nephew I agree. Choose so we could get to the second agreement.” “Yes of course. I choose the girl on the left.” “So be it. She would be your wife, and a great wife she would be to grant you a son. Nah just kidding!! She would grant you a set of twins. Both will be girls with a twist, they will live a life better than this. If the gods will it and only if they will it.