Jason The Guardian

Chapter One: Discovery

Drip. Drip. Drip. The rain poured onto the boy's house and soaked a hole through it. Drip. Drip. Sighing, the boy of 14 drew his eyes towards a full bucket of rainwater. He dragged himself off of his desk chair and brought a new container to replace the old.

He poured the liquid into a dirty sink drain. And meandering back in his room strewn with dirty laundry and crumpled up homework. Ding. The young man jumped from the floor at the ping of his phone.
"Are you going to school tomorrow?"
A message delivered from a old friend a street away. He hesitated before lethargically typing in a witty response.
"What's in it for me?" He chuckled a raspy laugh and hit send.

"C'mon dude, field trip."
He wavered it in thought. Not long before agreeing with Michael. "..Fine, but you're buying snacks" he groaned.
He plunged into his soft patterned mattress snuggling into the covers before buzzing into a rather strange dream.
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"-son"..
"Jason."
"Wake up."

Jason lazily opened his eyes to a woman with the warmest brown eyes and greying hair.

"Ah, good morning" the woman faltered..."..you slept for a long time,"
"We've been waiting to talk to you for quite some time."

Rubbing his eyes, he lets out a tired voice "What?"

"Your father and I have been wanting to speak to you" spoke the older woman.

"..my father?"
"Yes dear."

He slumped up out of what appeared to be a cloud of pastels, whites, and grays.

Again repeated the woman, "We've been meaning to speak to you. We've much to discuss."

She held onto the boys hand.

"..this must be startling for you." She chuckled in an almost nostalgic voice.

"I am Glenda, but you formerly knew me as mother."

"M-mother?" The boy stuttered out.

"Yes."
"And we haven't much time to waste now that you're awake.."

He was lifted up onto his feet by a woman with a dress of silk and wings of the purest feathers. Her wings fluttered a bit as she led him to the great hall.