The Reborn

I sighed and rubbed my face. “If you are so decided to refuse the meds, then why the fuck are you coming to this therapy?”

“Because I like to piss you off. It makes me feel very pleased with myself.” Trevor replied with a smirk.

For a boy with mixed anxiety-depressive disorder, he’s a little to daring and full of himself. He keeps refusing his meds yet he still wants to came here so he can fuck around with my nerves, but to his bad luck last night I couldn’t sleep for at last half an hour and I’m grumpy as fuck.

I slammed my hands on the table and raised from my seat. “Listen up and listen very well, deep shit. I’m tired of you fucking retarded people that keep refusing to treat themselves and keep bugging me all day by coming here. I’m tired and angry which is a very bad combination for you. So listen up! You will fucking leave this room right now, go to Blast and tell him that reality hit you in the balls and you realised that you actually need those fucking pills. I don’t care that you don’t want to take them because you have too and if you don’t we have 2 options: 1. You turn suicidal and kill yourself after months of cutting and depressive thoughts, or 2. I’ll fucking shove all those meds down your throat and you die from a megadose. Either way you die so get the fuck out of my office and take those damn pills. NOW!!” I growled and he ran out of the room pale as fuck and shaking like a leaf in the wind.

God, why do you like to test me every single day?

I don’t understand people like him. Why would they refuse some pills that will save their life in the final. It’s not a shame to be sick. Mental illnesses are as important as other illnesses and anyone can have any kind of mental illness. Actually, it’s scientifically proved that every single person from this planet has 3 mental illnesses at last. It creeps me out, but also makes me feel a little good to know that I’m not the only mad one.

A capuccino would be perfect right now. I thought and ran back to the apartment with Elementar speed. It’s only 12 AM and I’m already stressed out and pissed off. The only good thing that happened today was when Blast announced me that my suspension is over and I’m back in the team as Sharpedon’s right hand and the co-leader. I couldn’t say no to this offer because this bitch is slowly coming back in business.

The sweet smell of the cappuccino hit my nose as I kept swirling a spoon in the mug and powder some cinnamon in it. I seat down on a chair and silently drank my cappuccino happily. But if course that someone had to ruin everything.

“Long time no see, Moonlight.”

I mentally sighed in exasperation and turned around with a death glare on. “Yes and I was really enjoying that long time. I mean, I did saw your traitor face for what? One month? A bliss.”

Black crossed his arms and growled. “You think that you’re so good and strong, when you actually are just a stupid sad girl.”

“Really? Because I must admit that I was very happy in this month when you were healing from my last attempt to kill you.” I smirked at him and his face was red in anger.

He started to walk in my direction and the temperature in the room raised visibly. “You were just lucky that I’m not hitting girls and I wasn’t expecting it.”

I clenched my hand around the mug. “I suggest you to calm down, Darkbolt. I can easily take you down or if I can’t, I have another people who will be more than happy to have your head in their hands.” I growled back.

He scoffed. “Someone like your little lame-ass piece of a boyfriend? I can take him down faster than I can take you down.”

Okay. That’s enough.

I raised from my seat and straighten my back. “So you think that you can take me down? Honey, you can’t hurt a fly and for your general culture, Sharpedon is not my boyfriend. Nor you are so stop threatening him or I’ll put you back in your place.”

He let out a dry laugh. “Why? He’s a too much if a pussy to have a fair fight man vs man?”

“Wrong.” I said and my right fist connected with his left cheek, making him fly into the nearby wall. “He’s a too much of a gentleman to fight with you. He doesn’t hits girls. But guess what? I do so what out your pretty little mouth of yours, Darkbolt when you still have it.” I said on a deadly tone and started to made my way out if the room.

He coughed. “You will regret this, Moonlight. This isn’t over. In the end you will be begging me for mercy and I’ll stare right into your eyes while slicing your throat open.”

I turned my head and looked at him. “Just because a dog barks, this doesn’t means that he will bite too.” I said and walked out of the kitchen. That bastard has some nerves in him to threaten me like that.

But this guy is dangerous and I’m keeping an eye on him. I searched him in our data base trying to find some informations about his father, but I found none. The only Darkbolts I found on the lists were him and his mother. Why would he be having his mother’s family name instead of his father? I only know about him that he’s hand in hand with Calamity, but still. Or maybe he is in our data base, but with other name or someone deleted his file. Our server has informations about almost every Elementar and Dark, and it can be very useful sometimes. I must be missing something because I don’t think that he’s not having his dad’s family name just because his dad is Calamity’s right hand. If he would have been so important we would at last knew his name or hear about him at last once, but no. Nobody talks about him, only about Calamity and some leaders of his teams, like Spike. He is very dedicated to his cause since his whole family was killed by Elementars right in front of him. All I can say is that I feel you bro, but I don’t want to exterminate the Dark race. That’s stupid and can be dangerous.

I slowly made my way to the training fields where I have my usual practice hour with Sharp. This practice is currently my favorite thing from every day and I’m looking forward for it. I think it’s because I can practice my powers and learn new things.

Or maybe because you spend some time with a certain dark eyed boy.

Nope. Only what I said. Go away Bolt.

Sorry darling. Can’t do that.

And it sucks for me.

Trust me, for me too because sometimes you’re a big pain in the ass.

I’m you, so you just called yourself a big pain in the ass, which I completely agree with.

Sharpedon is already here, laying down in the grass and staring at the clouded sky. I ran and suddenly dropped myself on my ass right next to him. “Hi, Gaze!!!” I yelled.

He jumped on his feet and 3 pieces of sharp ice were directed to my head. I widen my eyes and stared at him.

“What the fuck, Red?? I almost killed you!!” he yelled angrily and dropped his hand making the ice dissappear.

I raised my hands. “I’m sorry. I thought that you heard me since I ran to you.”

He ran a hand through his thick black hair. “Well, I didn’t. Don’t do that again, Shadow. Again.” he said with his arms crossed glaring at the sky.

“Come on grumpy pants. I already said that I’m sorry and I’m not promising you anything. I can be very spontaneous and unpredictable. Even I don’t know what stupid thing I’ll do. Everything happens like this: a stupid idea appears in my mind, I think about it and came to the final result that it’s an idiotic idea and I agree to do it. Easy.” I explained with a shrug.

The corners of his mouth twitched, but he fought the smile off. “I mean it.”

“I mean it too and stop glaring. It gives you wrinkles and you will look uglier than you already are.” I said with a smirked.

He quirked up one eyebrow and his eyes flashed in dare. “So you think that I’m ugly? May I know why?”

I shrugged. “You literally are all tall and dark. Dark eyes, hair, clothes and skin.”

He pouted without even realising it. “My skin is not so dark. I just have a nice tanned skin. And what problem do you have with black people? Are you a racist?”

“No. I think that black people are really cool and I’m half black.”

“Really?” he asked amazed.

I scoffed. “Of course not. Look at me! I’m paler than the snow! It’s no difference between my skin and the fur of a polar bear. I’m white as fuck.”

He finally smiled and chuckled. “How can you make me laugh when I’m not feeling like laughing at all?”

“It’s one of my many talents.” I smiled at him and he shook his head.

“Back to business. Today it’s your turn to teach me something, missy.” he said and pointed his finger at me.

My smile widen. “Finally!”

I ran back home and turned back 5 seconds later with the largest book I found. “You will learn to walk straight with your head high.” I answered his questionable look.

“So I have to walk around trying to balance a book on my head? Are we in a princess movie where the princess has to learn about the good manners and I don’t know?”

“Nope.” I said as I stayed on my tippy toes so I could place the book on his head. “You are in the real world where the prince has to learn how too look intimidating and feel confident. STAY STRAIGHT!” I slapped him on the back and he jumped almost knocking the book off.

“Gees, woman. Stop being violent. And I think that this is stupid.”

“Did I asked for your opinion? NO. Now walk. And if the book falls, I’ll give you a little boost.” I said and raised my hand which was covered in electro shocks.

He gulped. “I-I think that I can handle it very well. You don’t need to use your little boost on me. I’m fine.”

I chuckled as he started to slowly walk around paying all his attention on not dropping the book. It is kind of funny to watch. He’s walking like a snail with his arms widen for balance and he’s looking up at the book with his tongue stick out in concentration. Slowly, he started to get the hold on this thing and he lowered his hands.

"You’ll regret this, Moonlight. This isn’t over.”

Black’s words rang in my mind and I couldn’t help, but worry. He’s stupid enough to do something that will affect everyone, but what can this idiot do? I know that he can to pretty bad things when he wants and the fact that I couldn’t find as many information as I wanted about him is adding to my worry. I wanted to put someone from the team to follow his everywhere, but I just got a position in the team and I can’t decide something like that. At last not very soon. They would think that I’m a tyrant. But I still can watch him. When I’m not busy with practice or therapies. Hey, at last I don’t have to spent the rest of the time doing homework for that class or attending that class. Yup, Blast bailed me out.

“Yo, Red! Look!”

I shook my head and looked at Sharpedon. He was twirling around and dancing without dropping the book and I couldn’t help but feel proud. Of him and of me because it actually worked. I wasn’t very sure that this will work, but I said that I should give it a try.

“That’s great, Sharp. Well done.” I said with a small smile.

He frowned. “What’s bugging you?”

I shook my head and forced a bigger smile. “Nothing. I was just thinking. It’s nothing very important.”

He scoffed and crossed his arms, and I couldn’t help but stare a little at how his muscles tensed. Damn. He should wear only shirts more. No more jackets for him.

“Do you think that I’m stupid? ’Cause I’m not. It must be pretty important since you were zoned out for 20 minutes. Now, tell me what’s wrong.”

By the determinate look he has on, I know that I won’t be leaving until I tell him something. Maybe it’s a good idea to tell him about Black. He can help me to watch him. Or he can call me paranoid and think that I’m over thinking.

“You don’t trust me, Shadow?” he asked a little hurt and I shook my head furiously with widen eyes.

“No! I mean yes I trust you. I was only thinking if it’s a good idea to tell you.”

He rolled his eyes. “I won’t chop your head off or judge you. I thought that you already know that.”

I nodded my head. “I know that.” I bit my lip and continued with a sigh. “Before I came here, I ran into our little friend Black.”

He tensed and his eyes shine like ice. This means that he’s getting angry because he knows that me and Black aren’t on good terms even if he doesn’t know why.

“Did he said something or touched you?” his jaw was clenched and his tone cold.

I rolled my eyes. “He’s not stupid enough to punch me. He only started to talk shit about me and he said some shit about you too. He called you a pussy because you never punched him when he tried to piss you off.”

“And what did you told him?” he asked in a smile voice and all I wanted to do is hug him. I hate when he thinks low on himself.

I chuckled. “I told him that you never punched him because you don’t hit girls.”

He started to laugh. “Nice on. But what he said that made you to worry.”

“He kept talking bullshit so I did what another normal person would to, I punched him and walked out of the room when he threatened me.” I said with a frown.

It was silence and the tension was so thick that I could slice it with a knife. I looked at him to see him shaking.

“Sharpedon....?” I asked slowly before he snapped.

“WHO THE FUCK HE THINKS HE IS TO THREATEN YOU AND TALK SHIT ABOUT YOU. IF I’LL GET MY HANDS ON HIM, HIS BALLS WILL BE DANDLING ON THE ROOF OF THE BUILDING NEXT TO OUR FLAG. I’M GOING TO MURDER HIM.” he yelled and growled starting to head to the entrance of the building.

I quickly blocked his way. “Don’t do anything stupid. He deserves to root in hell and he will, but not because of you. And you didn’t let me finish.”

“Then fucking continue.” he growled at me.

I pointed my finger at him. ”You don’t growl at me and I won’t tell you shit until you calm the fuck down.” I growled back at him and glared.

He exhaled and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’m sorry. I over reacted. Now you can continue.”

“After I came here, I searched in our data base information about all my ex team mates and their family. I found information about all of them except Black. I couldn’t find anything about his dad, who’s a dark and the right hand of Calamity. And Black last name, Darkbolt, it’s his mother’s name. Not his father’s.” I said and ran a hand through my hair.

“No one heard anything about him.” he mumbled and I agreed.

“But the question is why? And I never saw him at any kind of Darks conferences.” he said deep in thoughts.

“Maybe he is very important and must be kept hidden.” I said thinking.

He slowly raised his gaze from the floor and looked at me. “Or he doesn’t exist.”

I furrowed my eyebrows. “What? No. It’s impossible. He sent Black’s sister after Black and I’m 100% sure because that bitch almost killed me.”

“Yes, he sent his sister after him because he is a real person. I was trying to say that maybe he’s not who we think he is. He must new that Black will tell someone about his past and father, so he thought that it would be a good idea to give him a fake identity.” he said and I rubbed my forehead.

“So, who do you think his father is?”

He sighed. “I don’t know exactly who, but it must be someone strong and royal since Black is a changer. But all Dark old royals are dead. Only the young ones are alive.”

My eyes widen. “Sharpedon. There is one Dark royal still alive.” I said and my voice shakes at the end.

He looks at me confused. “Who?”

I gulped. “The one against who are we fighting. Their leader. He’s a Dark and he’s royal and alive.”

“Are you trying to say that Calamity is his father?” he asked as shocked as I am.

“It’s just a theory. I can’t prove it, but everything makes sense. If he is his father, it explains why he sent his sister after Black. It would’ve been to dangerous for him to come after his son, so he sent someone who’s absence wouldn’t affect his army very much.”

He seat down Indian style and rubbed his face. “All of this and Black has no idea about who his father is.”

“And he can’t find out about it because if he does, he’s stupid enough to ally with him just to see me and you dead. When he hates someone, he would do anything to see that person dead. And lucky for us, he hates us.” I said and looked at him, silently telling him to not bring this subject around Black.

“He won’t find out because I’m not telling you as you won’t tell him. Plus he can’t contact him from here. So we are safe for now.”

I nodded reluctantly. “Yeah, but I still think that we should be aware around him and keep an eye on him. At last for a while.”

He nodded his head. “You’re right. We will watch him, but we won’t tell anyone about this. Not even Blast because this walls are very thin and we don’t know who we can trust.”

I nodded without saying a word.

God, why do you hate me so much? I know that I’m a bitch, but still.

I can’t believe this. Calamity is Black’s father and I already was number 1 on his wanted list.