Chapter 49:

Brendon dismissed that thought as fast as it even appeared in his mind. His dad can't be a God. He died. A God can't die. "You're lying. Your words can't be trusted, Hera."

The sinful woman chuckled. "Sure, Demi-god. But you yourself knew the truth behind everything."

"I can't be a demi-god, my parents were dead, long long ago, Hera." Brendon started losing his cool, why was he even explaining it to her? "And Gods can't die." It was the truth. Gods can be destroyed but never dead, Hera was a perfect example of a destroyed Goddess, and Brendon was reviving her. She was the one who killed your parents. A voice told him.

"What if your parents, whom you thought were your parents, were not your parents?"

"I know who my parents are, I do not need someone like you to tell me. I can figure it out, and I am positively sure that the man and woman that you indirectly killed were my parents, Hera. And that my… Raye and I were twin brothers that just do not look alike. Aaron and Evelyn are my parents, and they always will be." Brendon babbled before he left the room with a loud bam.

His body was not as tired as before when Hera took his energy, it was used to it. Brendon had enough strength to walk himself towards his chamber. He changed into a comfortable turtleneck sweater that covered Hera's mark that spread to his neck. Brendon glanced at the mirror and gave Hera's words a thought. He knew he should not doubt his origins, but what if the parents who had been raising him were really not his parents?

"What does it matter now, Brendon Armstrong? You're dead," The truth struck him harder than he thought. "So are your parents." Brendon spoke to his reflection.

His head throbbed further with pain. The memories he remembered was not relevant with the situation he's dealing with. If he's a demi-god, would Raye, too, a demi-god? Is he aware of the fact? Brendon sighed and lay on his bed. Nothing made any sense to him anymore. He revived the Golden Darkness, a murderer. He gave his ring to Kaitlyn Swift. The weird dream he just had. Him being so emotional suddenly, as if he was still alive. And the weird lady with his emerald-green eyes. Brendon shot up from his bed. The lady with his eyes!

"Eve is our mom's twin, our aunt. However, she's a God and our mom was a mortal so we've never seen her before." Raye's words came back to Brendon. Eve is our mom's twin… She's a God… Things are making horribly sense to him now. Brendon made small steps to the mirror again. He stared at his reflection hard. There has to be a flaw that will give away his parentage. His eyes are of Eve's, his hair is of Aaron's, and he looked nothing like Evelyn. And truthfully, nothing about him except his hair is like Aaron's. Bothered by his origins, Brendon ran to his mentor's chamber.

"My Lord!" He yelled.

Felix glared at him. "Armstrong. Get out."

After staring at his own reflection for so long, Brendon realized that he looked a bit like Felix, the high cheekbone, the dimples when Felix actually smirked, and the way their eyes looked almost similar. "Does the name, Eve ring a bell, my Lord?"

Felix flinched. Brendon widened his eyes; his Lord never flinched, not even at any sudden interruption. Felix averts his eyes. "Armstrong, I will tolerate no nonsense from someone who disappeared for a week. Get. Out. Now." He pointed towards the door.

"My lord, did you ever involved yourself with Eve?" Brendon was afraid but he pushed his luck further.

Walls raged up in flames, the room temperature chilled and the windows cracked. Anger raged within his mentor as he gave Brendon the glare. "I do not know anyone with the name Eve Gilbert, Armstrong, get out now before I blast you to the extent you will ever regret asking that question. Do not even appear before me until I summoned you, Armstrong. GET OUT NOW." He raged.

Brendon scurried out of the room. He was still shivering from fright, but he got what he asked for. Brendon did not mention Eve's full name, but Felix knew. Eve Gilbert got that reaction out of Felix. Felix had never blown up in such a rage before Brendon ever. It was Eve Gilbert that agitated him to that extent. Finally, Brendon found out about his origin, but he needed just one last spell to confirm his doubts, and he is not feeling any excited about it. Standing in front of the Academy's toilet mirror, he muttered a soft spell, his hands are an inch away from his hair. "Change my hair color to the original." Inside, Brendon wished that nothing happened as he opened his eyes to look at his reflection.

What Brendon saw was as he expected but he still could not take the shock. His emerald-green eyes widened at the reflection and he stumbled back. "No…" He murmured, horrified with what he saw. "This can't be. What is this?" His fear overpowered his anger, and the mirror cracked under the pressure of his overpowering fear. What he saw in his reflection was the same ol' Brendon with his emerald-green eyes, and high cheekbone. However, his hair was different.

His hair was no longer Aaron's brown hair, it's… blonde. The same blonde as Felix, Brendon's mentor. Brendon finally understood his origins. Eve Gilbert, the Oracle, is his biological mother, and Felix, originally his mentor, has now be his biological…

Father.