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Y/n's POV

"Son?"

Jack and Anti's mom reaches out to Jack. She caresses his face.

He smiles.

"I-...I've never had a mom before." He mumbles.

"Well i-"

"Control your Human's Anti."

Anti's mom cuts me off, sending me a cold glare.

She then turns back to Jack.

"What's your name?" She asks.

His face goes red and you smile.

"Seán, but most people call me Jack." She nods and looks to her husband.

He looks...confused.

"Why wouldn't they tell us about him? Why did they say he died?" He asks himself.

"They didnt want you to know you had a Human as a child." Dark tells them.

"Trust me, it was better this way even if you cant see it."

The room goes silent.

"So that mean you're related to that psychopath?" Mark jokes.

Yet Anti's parents didnt take it as a joke.

With the blink of an eye there's a large burn on Mark's cheek.

"What the-"

I get cut off by something hot hitting my face.

I put my hand up to my face and am about to touch the stinging warmth, but Dark grabs my hand.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Anti yells out.

"What? You need to teach your Human's some manners. Disrespectful."

You send her a confused glare.

Why is she acting so nice to Jack, but punishing Mark and I?

Is it cause she's his son that she sees him as above us?

But he's still a Human.

"You're the one being disrespectful."

Anti stands up from the couch and his eyes begin to glow until I can no longer see them.

Green goo leaks from his one green eye and runs down his face and arm before going through the skin on his wrist.

His ears become even more pointed than they were and fangs grow from his mouth.

A weird green, firey, electricity is dancing all around him.

"You ever touch them again and I will rip your throat out." He threatens.

His mother doesnt look shocked at all.

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