State of anger

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Pheonix gently knocked on the wooden door that used to be his room, he entered looking for Athena. The room was different, yet still the same. He ran his finger across the desk to see no dust, but before he could think about it he was turned around and a hand started to choke him. This hand belonged to Athena he could see in her eyes the pure emotion that was anger. Tears started to build up in her anger stricken eyes, he moved his hand upon her cheek while he let her choke him, he knew this was what she needed. Right before he started to fade away she quickly took her hand off of his throat. 

"Well didn't know that was your kink but I'm game," He said trying to cope with the situation at hand.

"FUCK YOU PHEONIX, THIS ISN'T FUNNY THIS ISN'T SOMETHING YOU CAN JUST JOKE YOUR WAY OUT OF!"

"hey I know I'm sorry..."

"I AM SO SICK AND TIRED OF HEARING YOU SAY SORRY WHEN YOU END UP JUST DOING THE SAME THING AGAIN!" 

He wanted to speak but he stopped himself as he knew nothing he said would help with the anger she was feeling.

"you died. They told me you died, and it has been months. I can't live like this, you promised you would come back Phen" A tear fell down her cheek as she sat on the bed that was once his.

"But I came back, I'm alive and I stay good on my promises"

"get out."

"What? No, we need to talk about this, also this is my room so."

"GET OUT"

He wanted to stay but he knew that he was just making things worse, he closed the door behind him and went to the vacant room that sat upon the third floor, it was small and the closest thing they had to an attic but he had nowhere else to go. Pheonix was never much of a religious kind of guy but after the visit to the plane, he realized his mom was out there and he needed to talk to her.

"Hey mom, I don't know if you can hear me but I think I messed up. My best friend hates me, my new family or team or whatever doesn't trust me, and my earth parents think I'm dead. Why am I not dead? I know you say that I am supposed to save people and that I have these powers but I don't think I can help anyone. I failed I'm sorry." He rested his head into his hands as Lucia was listening at the bottom of the stairs unknowingly to him. She started to climb up the vintage floorboards that elevated themselves higher and higher until she reached the room where Pheonix sat.

"You saw your mom?"

"JESUS-" A startled Pheonix let out.

"Sorry I didn't mean to startle you, it's just I saw my mom too once."

"You did?" 

"Yes," She walked over to where Pheonix was sitting and sat next to him.

"A few years back when I was really sick I drifted to a place with no name, I heard a voice calling to me a familiar voice. It said I needed to save them and that's when I realized the voice was the same voice that sung songs to me while I fell asleep. I have little memories of her but I knew it was her."

"That place is called the plane, my mom said the same thing. She said I had powers beyond the imagination of her kind but I don't think I do, I think I just destroy everything and everyone around me."

"Pheonix you died and came back to life, that has never happened in our history. You were like a Pheonix the mythical bird that would rise from his own flames to be reborn. Also, you don't destroy everything and everyone around you, Athena still loves you she just is hurt. The day you didn't come back she closed her self off for weeks, she wouldn't talk to anyone, she wouldn't eat or drink. Most of the time she would sit in your room and read the books you read, we were going to kick her out but we found out she is special."

"Is she a star child?"

"No, she teaches us how the world works and how to blend in with the mortals. You see Komono's team has been like that and that is why they are winning, plus she holds pure goodness inside her, I can feel it. But she loves you Pheonix she is just dealing with it in a way that you would not."

"Thanks, Lucia"

"Of course, dinner is in an hour so you might want to change out of those dirty death covered clothes. I can bring you some." She left him to go get his clothes but also to let him think about what had really gone down while he was gone. He stood up and looked at himself in the cracked mirror that was hung up on the wall. He saw himself in a new light, maybe his mom was telling the truth, maybe he did have powers greater than she could think of. He placed his hand on the jagged part of the mirror, the glass cut his palm only the blood that came out was cold and almost blue. Before his very eyes, the cut closed itself up while it left the cold blood upon his skin.

"What in the alien fuck-"

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