The Originals

#screams#

#wails#

#groans#

"Jaxon! Jaxon! Where are you?" A voice inundated with pain wails. Her body drenched in blood, her face smeared with a mixture of dirt and blood. Pain, fear, all evident on her face. She struggles to move her wobbly legs, she has to find her son, she promised she would always be there, how did she even lose him, why did she... She halts her thought as she forces herself to stop the overflowing tears that made her sight blurry.

"Mom?!" A small voice calls out, walking briskly to the arms of his mother.

"Oh Jaxon, you're ok" she said smiling her brightest, she holds his cheek feeling the softness against her palms, she pulls him into her embrace once more elated that she could see her son.

"Mom!, mom!! I feel a bit strange, i think something's happening to me!" Little Jaxon says holding his stomach, feeling uncomfortable in his own skin, he felt tiny needles pricking at him from his insides.

Looking at her sons reaction, she looks around reminding herself of where she stood. She was crouching with her son in the middle of an impetus!

People running tumultously, creatures on all fours running or chasing, chants,hexes,magick all in the air, blood splattering on every spot, it was a war, the 'Specie War'.

She looks back to her son with shiny eyes trying her best to hold herself, she couldn't cry,no, she had to be strong for her son,for her comrades, she had to take him out of here Immediately, she didn't want him to be here if things got worse, she had to keep him safe by all means.

"Mom?" The boy calls out through gritted teeth bringing his mother's attention back to him. "I'm sorry, I couldn't save uncle, tho..... those.." He said pointing.

His mother traces the direction and her eyes widen watching 36 people fall to the ground, the 37th clenching a nd groaning in an innumerable pain, what the hell was really happening, where they out here for themselves or is this another one of these voodoo-doers schemes. She gathers her strength,moving her shaky legs,she cradles her son who kept grunting in pain. She Stumbles on each step ignoring the pain.... One more! She kept chanting in her head, trying to move closer to the large pulpit which had 37 bodies laying on it, one was still alive and she had to save that one....

"No Sheila!" A voice grabs her attention, a voice that sang music to her ears, she faces where the voice came from and new tears form in her eyes, a smile breaking through her wavering lips, her eyes sparkling at the tall man man with battered breath, a dirt-smeared face with only a surviving piece of cloth to cover his private area.

He reaches them stretching his hands to cup her face, he kisses her lightly on the lips, releasing a breath, he felt content and happy even in all this chaos, he felt euphoric, he looks towards the little creature craddled in his wife's arms and smiles, patting his curly dishevelled auburn hair and pecks him on the forehead.

"Dad, I'm in pain!!!" The boy groans.

"Yh, I know son but I promise it will be alright,ok?" The man says then faces his wife to answer her unasked question. "Yes! you're right those witches have something to do with this but he's fine, I promise" He suddenly shots his head up to face the coming danger, laced with a urgency, he says, "There's gonna be a truck at the border, both of you go with it get off at the first stop it makes....."

"What about you???...." Sheila asks in a quivering voice

"I promise I'll be right behind you, just go, Jaxon always remember..." He gave him a knowing look, he turns to his wife,kisses her this time to his heart content. "I love you!" He said shoving her out of the way to face the danger behind.

"Dad!! No!!" Jaxon cries out holding out his hands for his father.

"He's gonna be fine Jaxon, c'mon let's go, we have to hurry"

With all the strength she could gather she limps her way into the dense woods, trying not to turn around so as not to be tempted to go back, but she was gonna come back all she had to do was save her son first.

"Mom, you said to never back down in a fight why 're we running?"

"Listen baby we aren't, sometimes we have to put what reminds of our better self so as not to lose it in the fight" She ducks a tree branch. "You, my love remind I and your dad of our better selves, it reminds us of our human self, you, my munchkin are 'our salvation', our strength"she smiles at him. "When all this is over, we're gonna need you to remember our true selves so no... We're not running". She clarifies,eyes glistening at the sight of the road, she was close.

#crunch#

They both fling their heads in the direction of the sound, she increases her pace, her heartbeat quickening, ignoring all the throbbing parts of her body..... Almost there..... Almost there.....

#vroom.... vroom# The truck revs ready to go.

Seeing the truck turning,she turns to Jaxon. "Munchkin, do you remember you and daddy's favorite hubby??"

"Yes mommy" He grins ignoring the prickles on his skin for a while, "shifting in the air" He smiles sheepishly revealing a cute deep dimples, his eyes brighten.

Sheila smiles looking at him, this was the memory she wanted to keep with her, "momma's little impish munchkin" Her smile increased seeing his broad smile. " Never forget baby,momma loves you so much,your dad does too,ok? No matter what baby, you're not alone, you're never gonna be, I and your poppa would always be with you, even your aunt and uncle,okay munchkin? Right now mom wants to see if you still remember the skills you learnt with your poppa, you see that truck" she points at the truck which had almost turned now, "momma's gonna give you a start, you're gonna air shift and land in that truck, you've got to try, ok baby and even if you fall, you stand up until your goal is achieved, that truck right now baby is your goal....."

"I'm scared mommy, what about you and daddy, uncle and aunty, what about everybody???" He asks worry laced in his voice.

Sheila smiles at him happy that he was concerned for the pack. "You're an Alpha baby, you have to be strong for your pack,ok? We'll all come for you,we'll find you and I will always be with you baby, always and forever!!!!" She says using all her strength left to propel him in the direction of the truck. "We love you, I love you baby" she screams after him. Seeing him successfully shifting in the air and though he almost missed his landing, he immediately adjusts, a proud smile breaks into her strained face, she waves at him blowing him a kiss.

"Look what we have here!!' A dark husky voice breaks her little reverie. She turns around sharply to find out she was surrounded.

They bared their fangs at her, a warning that she shouldn't act smart. Their claws prolonging, eyes having a dangerous red glint.

She looks around her, they were four of them, she could take them, she had to, she had to meet him, she had to make sure he was fine, she promised her son and that was what she was going to do, let all this be over!

"Sheila! Sheila!!" Donald calls out frantically his both hands holding Sheila's arms as he nugdes her out of her nightmares.

#cough#

"You're fine my love,it was just a nightmare,here" he strtches to the bedside table and hands her a glass of water.

She takes a gulp,calming her racing heart she looks up to him,eyes filled with dread,lips wavering as if afraid to talk.

"Donny, it wasn't a dream, it... It wa....was a" she burst into tears.

Donald grabs her to his chest patting her hair. "Shhhh....shh, its all going to be fine,stop crying."

She sniffs raising her head to look at his face, she knew he had something else to say he just wanted her to be calm first.

Donald looks at her speechless, he couldn't believe she used her abilities again. Her abilities, a very complicated one with its advantage and disadvantage. A seer and fire ability user. Having a fire ability wasn't a problem to him but her seer ability was! She could peer into the future at any point all she had to do was think of it,give it a time limit and the vision comes but it all comes at a cost. She becomes languorous, a point which the enemy could use as an opening to finish her.

"Just rest" He says finally helping her lay back on the bed.

Nobody knew what tomorrow holds for them so she was advised to not use that power carelessly or at most at all so as to make her comfortable her sister stops using hers too.

"I'm sorry" She pulls his hands seeing as he was leaving the bed. "It was just for that, I was worried"

"Just for that? The same words you said to Amelia that she had to transfer energy to you to make you better?"

Of course he'd know that, she was his mate after all, he could feel everything she felt and yes her sister had given her some energy used her babbling to cover it up but she, she just couldn't hide anything from him.

Sheila and Amelia come from a line of strong ability users, the Originals. With the existence of supernatural creatures, the humans were in jeopardy, the vampires for their bloods, werewolves for the tear, the witches for trying new spells and all other supernaturals having a use or more for the humans. Suddenly, four people each having one but different powers or what's most preferred 'abilities' came through for the humans, nobody knew where they came from but rumors had it that these powers come from a family that could yield more than one of these abilities,they were called the Originals, with more descendants, new unimaginable powers begin to appear.

The main progenitor of these abilities, an elemental weilding four of these abilities decide that since new powers come, the best way to keep the old ones was to share it out. That's were these four come in, the fire ability,water ability,wind ability and earth. But all of these transfer came at a cost, he died, Hanslem, The first original, after all they were just humans but with special abilities.

Over the years, more ability users began to reign, passing these powers, protecting humanity but it all came to an end in the first specie war leaving only a handful of ability users including Sheila and Amelia who became the only originals left.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it, when you talked about the werewolves making a move, I felt the need to check and anyways I have you all, i shouldn't be scared of anything" Sheila probes trying to calm him.

Donald leans towards her and pecks her forehead. "I understand how you feel when you're not able to practice your powers,I mean I SHOULD know how that feels when I'm not able to transform but..... We love you, we just don't want any suprise attacks and then you're down, we won't and sometimes can't always be there and you know it"

"Yeah"

"Any troubles?"

"Jaxon!" Donald sits up now looking worried, "The witches have something planned,its going to be huge and this inner conflict with the werewolves is going to lead to a war and no..... It can't be prevented, this war has to happen!"

Bonus!!!!!! 😊