Parting Is Sorrow
Since his daughter's birth Couvea seemed to walk with great pride, like he could do anything. Aei Lynn was six months now and as he could tell she had inherited his psychic abilities, but they were not yet developed. The most she could do was spin her mobile around and she didn't do that often.
~She's my pride and joy and one day we'll show the world how great we really are.~
He slid the apartment door open and strode in, stopping short when he saw Celeste sitting on the couch with a look mixed of hurt and astonishment and a suitcase packed at her side.
"Celeste, is something wrong?" Couvea asked, walking closer.
"She made objects float..."
~Oh no...Celeste, you will forget what you saw.~
"No! She's a mutant, isn't she? And so are you. Why didn't you tell me?"
He became silent. "I...I don't know..."
"Then I don't know if I can stay here anymore. I don't know what's truth and what's lies. I don't know what else you've kept from me. What I *do* know is that I'm going to my mother's."
Celeste stood and hoisted her suitcase up, walking out and leaving the gothic looking mutant alone to fend for himself and his daughter.
Couvea frowned, knowing he couldn't do anything to change her mind now. At least he still had Aei, they had each other and he would teach her how to use her abilities. Perhaps one day, with proper training, she'd outshine him.
~This just goes to show that humans, despite *some* good qualities, will never be able to live among mutants. Consider this Strike One. But that's something else I'll teach Aei Lynn, as well as how to physically defend herself.~
He heard his daughter crying now. Maybe she knew her mother left, maybe she thought it was her fault, or perhaps she was just hungry. Couvea sighed and went to his child's room, gently picking her up out of her crib and cradled her. Aei Lynn's sobs quieted down a bit as she snuggled against her father's chest.
"She's gone, Aei, left us. But we've got each other. If I tell you this once I'll tell you a thousand times; if you love someone love with your heart and for who they are."
Since his daughter's birth Couvea seemed to walk with great pride, like he could do anything. Aei Lynn was six months now and as he could tell she had inherited his psychic abilities, but they were not yet developed. The most she could do was spin her mobile around and she didn't do that often.
~She's my pride and joy and one day we'll show the world how great we really are.~
He slid the apartment door open and strode in, stopping short when he saw Celeste sitting on the couch with a look mixed of hurt and astonishment and a suitcase packed at her side.
"Celeste, is something wrong?" Couvea asked, walking closer.
"She made objects float..."
~Oh no...Celeste, you will forget what you saw.~
"No! She's a mutant, isn't she? And so are you. Why didn't you tell me?"
He became silent. "I...I don't know..."
"Then I don't know if I can stay here anymore. I don't know what's truth and what's lies. I don't know what else you've kept from me. What I *do* know is that I'm going to my mother's."
Celeste stood and hoisted her suitcase up, walking out and leaving the gothic looking mutant alone to fend for himself and his daughter.
Couvea frowned, knowing he couldn't do anything to change her mind now. At least he still had Aei, they had each other and he would teach her how to use her abilities. Perhaps one day, with proper training, she'd outshine him.
~This just goes to show that humans, despite *some* good qualities, will never be able to live among mutants. Consider this Strike One. But that's something else I'll teach Aei Lynn, as well as how to physically defend herself.~
He heard his daughter crying now. Maybe she knew her mother left, maybe she thought it was her fault, or perhaps she was just hungry. Couvea sighed and went to his child's room, gently picking her up out of her crib and cradled her. Aei Lynn's sobs quieted down a bit as she snuggled against her father's chest.
"She's gone, Aei, left us. But we've got each other. If I tell you this once I'll tell you a thousand times; if you love someone love with your heart and for who they are."