The Seventh Son (Male OC x Luz Noceda x Amity Blight)

Chapter Seventeen: The Blood of the Titan

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As the sun rose on the horizon and the new day began for the denizens of the Boiling Isles, Booker's grandmother, Alice, looked out at the rising sun with a peaceful smile from her bedroom. A cup filled with a special tea was in her hand, and her Palisman was sitting on her shoulder. It's been a month since her family moved their new secret hideout to the ruins of the Knee, and her son had been able to use his magic to raise a new fortress. Just like the last one, it was protected by a camouflage spell. No one but the people who know of its location could have discovered it.

Except one.

"I must admit, I was...surprised to see you come all this way to the Knee, Yeoh," she said, turning to the person sitting in a chair behind her.

Yeoh, as she was called, was an elderly woman around the same age as Alice with gray hair, a pair of small glasses, and lavender skin. Her clothes consisted of a Japanese-inspired attire: a red kimono with yellow accents that had no sleeves and wooden sandals on her feet. Over her kimono, on her shoulders and hanging down her back, was a pelt of animal skin.

The reason she had no sleeves on her kimono was because of her lack of arms. Both have been cut off at the shoulders. However, this did not stop the elderly woman from performing the simplest of tasks, thanks to the help of her Palisman. The purple spider Palisman was resting on her head, acting as a hairpin, as Yeoh's head was styled in a bun.

The green jewel that was the spider's abdomen glowed as an arm of purple magic formed from Yeoh's left shoulder. "Can't an old friend come and say hello," Yeoh asked, her magic arm picking up the teacup and raising it to allow her to sip from it.

"Normally, I would say no, but when it comes to you, there's always a reason for you to come out of hiding," Alice said, crossing her arms. "You're here for something, aren't you?"

Yeoh smiled as she placed the teacup down. "More like someone."

Alice would have asked for clarification but was interrupted when her granddaughter, Claus, called out from outside.

"Everyone! It's Booker!"

Booker stared at the fortress with a frown of misery as he and his friends slowly trekked across the snow toward it. Yesterday was the worst day of his life, and he was to blame for it. Because of his actions, Eda, the Owl Lady, the only person in 7 years who wanted him to be their son, was captured by her sister, Lilith, and Emperor Belos.

Fearing the Emperor would come to the Owl House, Luz, King, and their friends quickly left. Promising to Hooty that they would return once they had reinforcements and could fortify the house. The only people who could do that were the survivors of the House of Bridges.

For hours last night, until the morning sun rose on the horizon, the group of friends had painstakingly walked across the Boiling Isles, avoiding roadblocks, dodging wild animals, and enduring the harsh environment of the Knee. Just to come to the newly rebuilt fortress, the safest place for the Seventh Son to be.

After passing the barrier, Booker and the others, in their winter clothes, saw the other family members rushing out of the fortress toward them.

{Play music: Into the Badlands theme}

As the portal gate opens, the camera zooms in on it.