Dementos

"The boy... the boy is coming to his age... his proper age of development." Edward said in a hopeful tone of joy. Edward standing on a large rock, the posture of a very confident man, glanced at Mary. Mary was his beloved fiance, loved each other for a long while. Both having the same dreams. Dreams of getting revenge on their nemisis... The League of Virtue. He glanced at her when she began to respond to him.

"Are you positive, that this boy... this boy is the answer to our dreams of vengeance?" Mary said in confusion. Marry's beautiful luscious hair - dark brown hair - curly to the tip-  flutter over her face. Her skin is fair and tender.  Mary a kind woman, lovely and caring she is, however, in battle she doesn't hold back, she brings hell to whoever challenges her. A gorgeous orchid purple scarf, silky texture with a mysterious secret wraps around her neck.

Mary had paused for a moment, not answering.

"Well, can't YOU  tell ! Obviously you're able to feel the presence of a being like us... especially with a tremendous potential so rare as this boy in this old shack?! Please ! Why must you ask me this question!"  Edward exclaimed.

Mary and Edward both stared at a hideous old cabin, in which the boy lived in. The cabin was in the middle of dark forest, not to far from Ottawa, Canada. The land was very beautiful, nature living in peace. At dark, the woods would be filled with wondrous creatures illuminating the pitch black terrain.

"Well ? Can't you! or NOT !" Edward impatiently reacted. Edward stomped his feet to the ground to imply order and respect. His faced raged with irritation. He gave Mary an evil glare. Glaring right through her soul, impatiently waiting for her to answer.

" Of--of course I can !I have the ability to sense such a tremendous power. It's just that I'm not sure if this is the right one, the fact that the boy is barely entering the years of energetic revelations. His powers are still in hiding, they haven't really had any reactions. No emotional set offs, it's like some sort of hormones. That's why i don't seem to feel this presence. However, here is my question, how do you know--how do you know that his boy is actually the one needed for our vengeful desires?" Mary said dumbfounded, trying to understand why in  world was this boy in the cabin was the right child-being- to fulfil the nefarious desires they hold. " I mean, you act so confident about this boy being the right one, but makes you so sure?"

With a deep sigh of patience, Edward softly said " My dear-trust me, I know that boy in which we raise and bring him into our family, as if he were TO belong with us, will definetly fulfil our dreams."

"I'm sorry honey, but this still doesn't answer my question." Mary said a bit confusingly.

"BECAUSE I KNOW! TRUST ME! I KNOW!" Edward yelled.

  " O--O--Oh--k--k--kay, I'm sorry, I d--didn't mean to get you an-ngry. Gah ! It's co--cold! " Mary said shivering not only by the fear of Edward but also by the icy cold wind blowing everywhere.

Edward raised his forearm, "Would you like for me to warm you up?" As he said such a lovely offer, his hand ignited some sparks and bursted into flames.

"Haha, you're funny. No. I'm fine like this, let's just get this over with." Mary jumped off the rock and looked back at Edward waiting for his approval.

"As you please my darling... as you please", Edward said in a sinister tone.

The boy in the old cabin was soon coming to his proper age.11. His name is Jake Green. Jake sleeping in his worn out sofa-bed, bursts out crying out of nowhere from his horrific night sleep. His forehead sweating, his clothes drenched in the sweat made his skin sticky. His bed was so wet, it would have seem that he had pissed in it.