Demon Hunter

Chapter 22 - Destiny

*Jamie's P.O.V*

Well, actually his name is Arthur Prince.

I stood in front of my small desk, probably fashioned by dwarves, as I posed in front of an eager audience.

Cameras flashed, and journalists began asking questions.

"How does it feel to catch a ringleader?"

"You realize once he gets out, you're dead? Do you have an escape plan?"

"Did the police department set you up for life? Sonny, if you could share some of your money with me, there would be no need for me to be a blood thirsty gossiping reporter!"

"I wish you were my son! I'm so proud of you for catching...wait, who was caught?"

The police chief posed next to me.

"Don't ask the poor lad so many questions," the chief barked. "Man has the IQ of a fly. One at a time."

I glared at him. "I don't appreciate that."

The chief rolled his eyes. "We all know it's true. Catching one man is not going to increase your brain size."

"Excuse me, excuse me," a woman pushed her way through the people, plopping in front of me. She looked up, teary eyed. She was tall, but shorter than me. She wore a red dress, with a red scarf and red heels. Out of her ears, hung two large golden hoops. A red hat sat atop her head, and her red purse hung over her left shoulder. All of the red she wore was the same shade. The color of roses. Roses are red right? I can't remember! Anyways...

Her nails were long and one scratch could take out your...your...hmm...I'm not sure, actually. I guess...a body part?

Her face wasn't too old, even though her age said otherwise. I immediately recognized her.

"Artie," she breathed.

"Mother."

She flung her arms around me. "Oh Artie! I've missed you so!"

I wanted to fling her off but all these doe-eyed reporters were snapping pics. It would not look good if I physically hurt my mother. Not that I wanted to hurt her. But I'm well aware if I shoved her...something would happen. Something bad.

"I'll talk to you later."

She nodded and stood to the side.

After I spent time telling the reporters my tale of how I and that girl tracked the criminal and took him down, with help from the force, they were all impressed.

"This will be in the papers for sure!"

"Yeah."

They all scattered, including the chief, who mumbled under his breath. "I can't believe a f*cking idiot participated in taking down an evil thug. How is that possible? The girl must have done all the work. Ruby or whatever her name was. I swear I kept hearing him call her like 20 different names!"

I merely ignored him.

"Yeah, mom? What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Son," Emily (which is my mom's name) began sobbing. "It's Derek and Fred. They're....they're abusing me. Verbally."

"Verbally?"

"They shout at me. And all that. Ever since your father died in that damn earthquake, they've been turning on me. Saying all kinds of mean things to me." Emily broke down, collapsing on my chair.

"Dad died?"

"He went on vacation. Unfortunately the whole island was enveloped by an earthquake. All they found from him was a diamond ring."