A suited women and a suited man sat in chairs opposite of a young boy and a gruff looking bespectacled man, "so you'll both be under protective custody until further notice, we have an apartment set up and you'll have 24/7 surveillance around all exits and entry ways, along with a sniper squad watching all points of interest, if you have any questions you may ask them now, or if you have any later you can call this number and they'll explain everything the best they can"
"So what I'm just supposed to sit around until y'all say otherwise?" Charles growled at the agents opposite of him
"Yes that's exactly right, this Is a very... delicate situation I hope you'll understand" the suited man responded back calmly
"What the fuck ever, some shape shifting fuck comes into my home almost kills me and you want me to just sit around and do nothing? What the hell even was that thing?" Charles shot up out of his chair "I've been a detective for nearly 15 years, and a damn good officer for 20 before that. Im not some idiot civi"
"SIR " Steven called out heavily, standing up getting in Charles face "you will be here until further notice, you will follow our orders, and you will protect Orthas until given further notice" sticking a finger to Charles chest "do you understand these orders? Or do I need to explain to you the importance of having someone protect a valuable asset?"
"Ah right" Charles looked to his left over at a table with a young boy sitting at it staring out into space "I guess it wouldn't be to bad" his features softened as he walked over gently shaking the kids shoulder "how you holding up kiddo?"
"Hm I'm alright" Orthas looked up at the man he now knew as Charles "I am hungry i guess"
"Do you like cereal? I could make you a bowl" Patricia added as she stood up and walked over choosing to sit opposite of the child.
*From here out the story with be in first person*
"No thanks, I don't like breakfast" I was lying, I loved breakfast, me and mom... suddenly I felt arms around me, strong, warm. Looking around I saw Charles face above mine his arms wrapped around me.
"It's alright son we'll figure something out" he whispered, only then did I realize I had tears flowing down my face, I could feel my nose clogging.
I hated this, I miss my mom, I miss her...
BANG BANG BANG
I shot up with a start, remembering that night. I was shaking I could feel it, the thoughts of mom and me spending time together rushing in, it was all I could think about.
*Flashback*
Her warm smile and boisterous laugh bounced off the walls, while we were playing board games, eating snacks from some gas station "Well mon amor, it seem you have won again, are you sure your not cheating? This is the 3rd time in a row you've won"
"Maybe your just not very good mom" I flashed a grin at her at I counted my haul
"Ah how dare you, I beat your father at every board game we ever played I'll have you know" she responded trying to steal back a snickers sneakily
Quickly grabbing it I moved it beside me "hey that's mine, I won it fair and square"
"Come on mon amor cant your poor mother have at least some of your snacks?" She wrapped me in a loose hug and picked me up "I am dying for some chocolate"
She was to close, moving my face to the side and looking away "Fine. But only one"
Kissing me on the cheek she put me down laughing "thank you very much my little sunshine" she picked up a piece of candy and cheerfully started eating "so anything interesting happen while I was gone?"
Nodding while counting my snacks to make sure she only took her agreed one "The neighbors started arguing again, and the new people across from us got a piz-
"Oooh pizza sounds good" she interrupted "we should go get a pizza"
Staring at her with narrowed eyes "mom, it's like 10pm. They don't deliver this late"
"Nonsense here I'll order one what do you want?" She asked while grabbing her phone
"Just cheese is fine" I answered realizing that there was no point trying to argue with her when she made her mind up about something
Splitting my candy haul in two, I set one aside and another in my room, mom did deserve some candy I guess. It would be rude to not share. Putting all the chocolate to the side and only keeping the fruity snacks (the best ones) I unwrapped a Mamba (candy) and walked out to the living room.
Setting all the chocolates on the kitchen table, I realized it was super quiet. Looking in the living room, I saw Mom passed out on the couch. Phone on her chest delivery app open.
Well looks like I have to cook for myself again, not that I mind, grabbing one of the bigger fluffy blankets from our closet I put it over Mom, time to cook. Grabbing a stool towards the burners, i then went around getting everything I needed, the eggs, the bread and of course the seasonings, whisking them in a bowl, and adding butter to the pan I threw in the eggs, a couple minutes later my dinner was ready.
"Boo"
Jumping and almost flinging my omelette to the ceiling I turned around, only to see my mom wrapped in a blanket laughing like she just saw the funniest thing in the world.
Slightly upset I turned back around "that's not funny mom"
"It wouldn't happen if you paid more attention to your surroundings" she said walking closer and grabbed my face "look at me for a second mon amor"
Looking up at her confused, I saw a look of worry that I didn't understand, was there something on my face? Touching my face slowly, I didn't feel anything, so what was wrong? Why was she looking at me like that?
"Oh mon amor, I thought it had skipped. Oh God, I'm so sorry" she hugged me tightly
Startled and confused I wrapped my arms around her, what? What did she even mean? Why was she crying? Did I do something? Feeling tears well up in my eyes I closed them and hugged my mom. Maybe a hug will make up for whatever I did.
"Im sorry mom" I whispered shakily "did I do something?"
"No my love" she shipped her tears "we're going to have to go on a little trip, so how about we go and pack your bag?" She picked me up and walked to my room "just your backpack is fine, we won't be gone for long"
Pack? For what? Noticing the look on my moms face, I decided it was best to maybe just do what she said, packing my clothes I longingly looked at the pile of candy on my dresser.
"It'll be here when we get back mon amor, come"
She grabbed my hand and my bag, and we started walking down 52nd street, "mom where are we going?"
"To the airport" she replied while looking over her shoulder, turning down an alley thay used all the time when getting to the subway system, she suddenly stopped.
She picked me up and hurriedly stuffed me next to a trashcan "don't move mon amor, don't talk, don't react to whatever happens okay? I love you my little sunshine" kissing me on the forehead she walked turned around and went a little farther back just enough to only see her shadow.
What was happening? Why was she doing this? I'm scared. I want my mom. Slowly I saw two shadows join my mother's, hearing muffled talking I was getting more scared, and cold. Suddenly I looked up and noticed it was starting to rain, small at first a few drops here and there. Then suddenly a downpour, like a tsunami falling from the sky trying to wash everything away, it was cold, I was cold.
BANG BANG BANG