Mystical Mutant {Editing}

Chapter 76

NO ONE POV
Zane pointed his sword at her neck with a smirk, Fiona raised her head with an intense glare. He pushed his blade into its white sheath.

"You're incredible," he gave her a hand, Fiona smiled, and took it, "You're not too bad yourself."

"That was an epic battle! Thanks to the queen, one of our elite warriors and the legendary master!" The master of ceremonies screamed his lungs out and everyone roared joyfully.

The ambassadors ran to the field and gripped her. 

"That was mind-blowing!" Raven said.

"I thought you guys were gonna kill yourselves," Ash said.

"Scarlet picked the right person, I'm happy you're queen," Iceberg said.

"You're the strongest! Zane used tricks, hmph! I never liked him," Cyan said. 

They looked around the field but Zane was nowhere to be found, "where did he go?" Fiona said, 

"He must be hurt! Fiona attacked with fire" Iceberg thought, "Don't worry guys, I'll fetch him" Iceberg hurried.

...

Zane staggered to the back of the castle, the burning sensation left a slight pain on his face. He breathed heavily, "This is bad, she's stronger than I expected." 

Zane knew he needed more research. "We have a ticking time bomb of earth's destruction. Fortunately, we won't have more cuz her children will be half-humans" he said inwardly.

"Zane!" he raised his head to a familiar face, "how did you find me?" Zane spoke slowly. Iceberg darted to the trail of snowflakes. 

"Are you hurt? How're you feeling?" Iceberg reached for his face but he turned away, "my body is numb, it will heal after some time," Zane said. 

"It hurts like hell but I don't want to bother him, he has done so much already. I'll endure for a few hours" Zane said internally.

"He's suffering a lot, being different, living in isolation and complicated medical conditions is no joke. I'll help in any way I can," Iceberg said inwardly. 

"You were so cool back there" Iceberg placed his palms on his arm then transferred some energy, it flowed gently like the edge of a waterfall. Zane darted to the blue light emitted from the action. 

"All done," Iceberg raised his head to the silver clouds then thought "He's not saying anything... I should leave."

Zane was lost in his thought of not being able to see the sunlight, forgetting the feeling of having good people around... and the pain of not seeing him again.

"Please stay," he muttered as Iceberg was about to go. Iceberg looked at his glistened eyes, he sat down without asking questions. 

Zane leaned on his shoulders then brushed his hand lightly, Iceberg slowly intertwined their fingers and flushed. 

...

The action festival was fun, thrilling and a huge success. 

Walter's enterprise made huge sales as winter approached. The walkway was heaved in frost, rooftops dressed in white hats, soot-coated chimneys emitted smoke. 

In the streets of Magnolia was a couple, cuddled up in a red blanket with a white bunny in their middle, binge-watching Netflix. 

The chilly air went by, submitting to the fresh smell of green plants and raindrops accompanied by angry clouds and thunder.

FIONA's POV 
It's my eighth time waking up and staring at the ceiling for more than half an hour. I crunched on my last chip, I rushed to the bathroom but it was just nausea seeking attention again. 

"Do I have to pee?" I tied my legs to nature calls. I paused to think about if this could be connected to my absence of blood flow last month.

"Am I pregnant?" my heart fluttered at the thought of having a baby around, their sparkling eyes, soft giggles and tiny hands. "The kit! Where's my kit?"

 I danced around the room singing in a high-pitched tone "I'm going to be a Mom!" until a sharp pain struck my abdomen, "ouch, I'll just sit" I held my stomach as I found my way to the couch. 

The wind whistled through the trees as the environment became cooler, the sound of rain tapping the leaves was relaxing. Good for mediation—or sleep. The blooming flowers represent growth, hope and fertility, my favorite season manifested in my life. 

...

"I'm home, cupcake" Soft lips kissed my head most tenderly. "Guess what" I sat up then dropped Mint on the ground to stretch his legs.

Louis exhaled "You know how much I hate the guessing game." I giggled at his expression.

"I'm pregnant!" I said. Louis turned to me "You're what? This is great!" he grinned, "I've been feeling sick so I took the test this morning," I said. 

Six months into my pregnancy, Louis and I began to stock the house with blue clothing for our baby boy.  

On a cold evening, after the mild rainfall, I was watching an aquatic wildlife channel with a bowl of fruit by my corner. I darted to the footsteps coming from the door "How're you and the baby?" Louis rubbed my protruding belly with a smile.

"Have you picked a name for the baby?" he said in curiosity.

I picked a name for my child. Before I was pregnant, I'm just worried about whether he would like the name. I pondered for a while then spoke "Phoenix."

He tried his best to hide his judgmental reaction. "What? You don't like it?" I said, Louis shook his head "No, it's perfect" He gave me a reassuring smile then stared at his unborn child "Phoenix, my son."