Chapter 3- The clone
He had my hair, the same long black hair as I did and my eyes! I stared between Kratos and Eva and tried to make sense of it all. Kane too was rather confused as Jeff was stunned. "He has a kid!?"
"It's part of the reason why we asked you guys to come. Since Matt took care of Eva, she wasn't only absorbing what she needed to eat from him, she got some of his DNA as well. So we named him MJ. Matt Jr." Kratos explained.
Eva smiled as she nuzzled her son and set him down to play with the others. He was the smallest out of all them, but Kratos explain if he keeps eating, he will grow to be the largest. I didn't quite understand that rule, since normally runts of a litter are always the smallest.
Kratos turned to me and reinstated his vow to repay me. "I assure you Uncle Matt, I will pay it forward. And you too Uncle Jeff!"
Jeff was startled as he turned to Kane's son. "Repay me?"
"I lied to you, I must make right on what I did." Kratos explained. However Jeff still wasn't convinced.
It was then when we decided to take our leave. Christian was so thrilled with the new things we were doing in the locker room, he wanted in on it all. "I want to do the whole thing! The pig men, the dragons, EVERYTHING!" he said aloud.
"It's not all fun and games man especially the pig people" Edge explained.
"Why? What do you guys do when you see pig people?" Christian questioned.
Kane pulled our newly reacquainted friend and whispered into his ear. You could see the smile drop on his face as Kane gave the whole yet brief details. "Dude⦠Sounds awesome!" he announced.
"Wait until Kane changes you and you eat one alive for the first time, then come talk to me!" stated Edge.
Edge wasn't even scaring Christian, if anything. It made him want to be a dragon even more. He began begging Kane to turn him into one, yet Kane refused so far. But Edge already seemed to have a plan in motion.
As our locker room changes and old friends leave as some return, we could only wonder what happens next. Sadly, when Raiden is about. Something is bound to come out of the woodwork.
