Children of the Genesis
Chapter 10
By: Webspinner
Notes: Sorry I've been late in getting this out. Well I hope you all like it. I am working on a new web page but it's not done yet, but I'll keep you updated. I'm working on a Harry Potter rpg at if you're interested, curious, or both, check it out. If you have any questions feel free to ask. Oh and please review! Thanks!
"I'm a freakish experiment gone wrong. I'm no longer a sophomore at Metropolis University, no longer a semi normal student.and now I was being hunted down and my dad only waited till he was dead to tell me. Well, I always knew he wasn't my dad but it never really mattered.until now. I am having a midlife crises and I'm only 20."Adam thought as he leaned against the wall and rubbed his eyes. The clock in the kitchen struck 4am. He needed time to reason through this. There were billions of people in this world and the extremely weird things happened to him. And it scared the heck out of him.
Gwen stumbled sleepily towards the pot of coffee. Late nights as a heroine had caused her to become a caffeine addict. She should really try to break the habit but coffee was one her little pleasures in life ranking second to chocolate. Only when she reached for a clean mug did she notice her boyfriend at the table.
"Morning, honey," she greeted him.
"Want a cup of java?" she asked. "Sure," he answered. Gwen frowned. Something was wrong and she didn't need a spider sense to tell her that. Adam looked tired. His hair resembled a bird nest in disarray, he was wearing the same shirt as the day before only rumbled, and he had a greenish tint to his skin.
"Adam." she walked over to him and placed a cool hand against his forehead. "Are you sick?" she asked.
"I'm fine," he answered brushing away her hand.
"You look like awful, didn't you sleep well last night?" she asked as she sat the cup of coffee in front of him. She took a sip of her own and took a seat next him.
"I've slept better," he replied with same deadpanned voice as before. Gwen leaned against the counter frowning even more. Adam took off his usual sunglasses and rubbed his eyes. He yawned and took a sip of coffee.
"Your eyes are blue," Gwen stated as she studied her boyfriend. It was strange. She'd never even seen her boyfriend's eyes. They were one of those colors of blue that most people would kill for. A deep blue that made her heart melt.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing."
"Whatever," she stated after a long sigh of frustration. "Nothing is wrong," he stated again.
"So you said," Gwen pointed out getting slightly agitated with him.
"Well it's true," he countered. Gwen resisted slamming her cup down in annoyance.
"Well, it's not. Something is irking you but you won't tell me," she argued.
"Just because we're dating doesn't mean I have to tell you everything," Adam argued back.
"Fine," she stated sourly. It was too early in the morning to start a fight. She and Adam had never fought before and she didn't want to start on Christmas Eve. "You want breakfast?" she asked.
"I'll get something," Adam said and started feeling along the counter until he got to the fridge. "Here, what do you want and I'll get it," Gwen suggested. Her boyfriend let out a sigh of frustration.
"Don't mother me, Gwen. Just 'cause I'm blind doesn't mean I can't do things for myself," he pointed out with a frown.
"I'm not," she protested. "Just go away Gwen," he commanded. Gwen took in a deep breath of air and the argument begun.
Jon concentrated on the chessboard and frowned.. He couldn't believe he was losing to a kid. It just wasn't natural. Ben, on the other hand, smiled smugly making Jon want to throttle the kid. It didn't help that World War III was going on in the kitchen. "Who's winning?" Gwen's dad as he walked past the living room.
"Which battle?" asked Jon with a smirk. Mr. Parker grinned, "I could probably guess the victors of both. How much are you beating him, Ben?" he asked.
"I'm kicking his butt," the kid laughed gleefully.
"You might have given me warning you know," Jon pointed out.
"Why? Ben always needs someone new to beat," Mr. Parker laughed.
"In the other room, it's 5-3 in Gwen's favor. Man, they've been going all morning," Ben said as he took Jon's queen. Jon through his hands up in the air in disgust. "It'll probably go longer then that, once your oldest sister decides to pry herself off the phone, call your mom and tell her to pick up the turkey for tomorrow. I'll be in the dark room," said Mr. Parker as he left.
"Man, your dad's pretty cool," Jon said with a grin.
"Yeah. You guys must have done something to Gwen since she's been away, she's not as awful lookin' as she used to be," Ben commented and took one of Jon's pieces.
"That's my mom's fault. She gave your sis a makeover," Jon said as he took one of Ben's pawns.
"Cool. She needed one. Now Tiffy won't be able to tease her as much," Ben sighed. Jon arched an eyebrow in question.
"Tiffy? You call your sister Tiffy? She must love that." Ben giggled in response, his face full of mischief.
"So what's the story between those two? They act like they hate each other," Jon asked the little boy. Ben frowned and thought for a moment.
"They've always been different. Mostly it's because Tiffany was Mom's favorite and Gwen was Dad's. I don't think they mean to show favoritism but they do. Tiffy was also the one who spent time doing makeup while Gwen rather be strangled to death then put it on. While Gwen spent her free time doing cool stuff like reading comics and practicing karate, Tiffy painted her nails. It's always been like this, except once, really. Mom was in a car accident once and we weren't sure she was going to make it. We were all sitting by her hospital bed and the two of them held on to each other. Tiff cried and Gwen comforted. They don't hate each other, they're just opposites and don't know how to react to one another," Ben explained.
"Checkmate," the little boy then cried out with a grin. Jon sighed.
"You're pretty smart for a little boy," said Jon.
"You're pretty stupid for a college student," Ben laughed and ducked as Jon reached out to give him a playful slap on the back of his head. Both looked up as Gwen came tearing through the room.
"Hey where ya going?" yelled Ben.
"Shopping," she yelled back and slammed the door.
"Halleluiah," grinned Ben as he raced towards the kitchen. He then scopped up Gwen's purse and dumped it's contents on the table. He then glanced and studied Gwen's boyfriend.
"Don't feel bad, everyone one looses to her sometime or the other. She can out argue anyone," he said as he grabbed his sister's wallet. Adam sighed and ran his fingers though his hair. Guilt was practically punching him in the stomach. He had never seen her ever get riled up like that.
"Ya know she probably has PMS," Ben commented.
"You're too young to know about those things," Jon commented as he entered the room and ruffled the boy's hair. He leaned against the counter and poured himself a cup of coffee. Jon watched as Ben opened his sister's wallet and snag about fifteen dollars from it.
"Ben, what are you doing?" he asked. Ben grinned up at the older boy.
"Simple. Getting money to go Christmas shopping. I'm gonna buy her something so it's all fair. Every time Gwen goes shopping, she leaves her purse and I grab some cash. This always happens. She won't be back for a couple of hours, so it'll give her plenty of time to cool down. Man, you must have really ticked her off," Ben told Adam. "Yeah, I think I really did," Adam said with a sigh. This wasn't how he wanted to spend a holiday with her. But the letter changed everything. He wasn't normal anymore. Why'd this have to happen to him? He had spent his whole existence living a very low profile type of life. He felt trapped and taken out his frustration on Gwen. Gwen.the only real person he had left. And now it looked like she was gone as well.
Matt Murdock sighed trying to concentrate on the legal work. He slammed his fist on the table in frustration. He was weeks behind. And it didn't help that the new intern was the world's most incompetent delinquent. Chip Henderson. The boy was a walking disaster. If it wasn't for the fact that his father was the mayor of New York, Matt would've had no trouble throwing the arrogant upstart out on the sidewalk. Maybe from the twentieth story window... Matt could help but smile at the mental picture. "Henderson," he bellowed as he stood up and walked to the door of his office.
"Have you finished with the paperwork for the Benton case yet?" he asked gruffly.
"I'm working on it," the lout had the nerve to say. Matt felt like planting a foot in the boy's hind end. The only thing the boy had been doing was surfing the web and by the boy's sped up heartbeat, he doubted it was G rated. Of course, being a blind man, Matt wasn't supposed to know that. Matt let out a sigh of frustration and went back to his own paper work. He picked up his phone and dialed.
"Foggy, go and beat the pulp out of that walking hormones."
"Now, Matt. Chip's not all that bad," Foggy tried to smooth his frazzled partner. Foggy had never seen Matt so worked up. Maybe Electra was back in town.
"He's spent the afternoon doing nothing," Matt stated.
"I'll go straighten him out," Foggy said with a sigh. "Thank you," he said.
Spider-girl swung over the buildings as the bitter cold whipped at her, piercing through her costume. Yet she was free, for the first time in a long time. She had missed soaring through the air. Once one has tasted flight, just being content to say on the ground was nearly impossible. She sighed beneath her mask. She only knew one person who she could even start to explain about Adam.
"Matt!" Gwen yelled as she entered the lawyer's office. "Why if it isn't Miss Gwen Parker," Foggy stated with a grin.
"Hi Mr. Nelson, is Matt in?" she asked. The plump man thought for a moment. "Nope, he just left for a meeting with a client some time ago, he should be back any minute though," Foggy said as he motioned for her to take a seat in the lobby. Gwen nodded and watched Foggy retreat to his office. She walked towards the bench to wait just to have someone whistle at her. Gwen turned around quickly to spot the offender. A guy, not much older then she was, grinned at her as he looked her over. Gwen felt her checks flame in embarrassment. It was almost like he was picturing her naked. She took a deep breath and ignored him as she sat down. To her annoyance, he got up his seat behind a computer and sat beside her. Gwen scooted towards the other end of the bench. He scooted nearer.
"Now, what is a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?" he asked her. "Go away," she stated wishing to slap that stupid grin from his face. She then proceeded to get up and walk towards another bench at the end of the room.
"Shake it, baby," the guy hooted.
"Leave her be, Chip," Foggy warned from his office. Chip followed her lowering his voice and leaned closer.
A scream ripped through the halls of the firm. It came from his office, he could almost swear by it. Three heartbeats, no one dead, well that was a good thing. He yanked open the door and yelled,
"What's going on?" This caused the room to fall into silence.
"She hit me," Chip whined. Sure enough, he was sprawled backwards clutching a broken nose. Matt rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses.
"Gwen Parker, I should have known," said Matt with his arms crossed.
"Matt, he groped me," she stated with her arms crossed.
"Fair enough," he said with a shrug and stepped over Chip's body. Gwen gave the pervert a smug glance and followed him.
"I'm gonna sue!" he yelled after her. "Get back to work, Henderson!" Matt bellowed as an answer.
"Only his nose?" Matt asked with a wry smile as he sat down at his desk.
"Yeah, well I was going to break both arms and then work on the legs but you had to walk in," Gwen sarcastically replied. She was still a bit shaken though. No guy had ever talked to her like that much less groped her.
"So what brings you to my office?" Matt asked as he started straightening things on his desk.
"Adam and I had a fight," she said after a moment of silence. Matt paused in his work.
"Gwen, I'm not a Dear Abby," he stated.
"Well, yeah I know that but you were the only one I thought could help me," she sighed and leaned back in the comfortable leather chair.
"Isn't this Adam kid the one from college?" asked Matt. Gwen rolled her eyes and twisted a strand of hair around her finger. "Don't even try that. I know my dad has been filling you in on all the details. Cripes, it's like grape vine with you guys. I bet even The Flash all the way in Central City knows my personal life," she threw her hands up in frustration.
"Gwen..are you going to get to a point anytime soon or keep ranting on the gossip chain of super heroes?" asked Matt. Gwen opened her mouth again and then shut it.
"Now will you please continue?" asked Matt with a wave of his hand. "Well, Adam is my boyfriend. We've been going out for a few months now. I went to him to San Francisco and found that his father had committed suicide. So Jon, Adam and I came here after the funeral. The thing is Matt, is that Adam is blind. He thinks I'm babying him because of his blindness," Gwen explained and then fell silence.
"Are you?" Matt asked. Gwen paused.
"Maybe," she admitted reluctantly. Matt sat back and thought for a moment. "How much do you know about this Adam?" he asked.
"Well I'll admit not as much as I'd like to."
"Well then, maybe it's time you two cooled it for a bit. Adam needs his space it seems. He's probably been trying to prove all his life how independent he can be," Matt commented. 'Maybe he is but being independent doesn't mean he should push me out of his life,' Gwen thought gloomily.
Adam rubbed his mother's necklace, the stone was smooth and cool under his touch. It calmed him down. He wondered what she was like and how much of her did he have in him.
"Is that for Gwen?" Ben asked as he entered the living room and sat down beside Adam. "No," he said feeling slightly annoyed.
"She'd like it, she likes Asian stuff like martial arts and stuff," the boy explained.
"Gwen likes martial arts?"
"Yeah, she'd totally be able to kick your butt. It says dragon, you know," Ben said as he looked at the jade necklace.
"How do you know? You're only 12," Adam asked.
"Just 'cause I'm twelve doesn't mean I'm stupid. I've seen it in anime," the little boy explained.
"Dragon, huh?" he asked. It was a clue, Adam just knew it. But how did it explain who his mother was?
"Thanks kid," he said. Ben beamed back at the older boy. Gwen should bring her friends home more often, it was like having two older brothers, Ben thought.
Chapter 10
By: Webspinner
Notes: Sorry I've been late in getting this out. Well I hope you all like it. I am working on a new web page but it's not done yet, but I'll keep you updated. I'm working on a Harry Potter rpg at if you're interested, curious, or both, check it out. If you have any questions feel free to ask. Oh and please review! Thanks!
"I'm a freakish experiment gone wrong. I'm no longer a sophomore at Metropolis University, no longer a semi normal student.and now I was being hunted down and my dad only waited till he was dead to tell me. Well, I always knew he wasn't my dad but it never really mattered.until now. I am having a midlife crises and I'm only 20."Adam thought as he leaned against the wall and rubbed his eyes. The clock in the kitchen struck 4am. He needed time to reason through this. There were billions of people in this world and the extremely weird things happened to him. And it scared the heck out of him.
Gwen stumbled sleepily towards the pot of coffee. Late nights as a heroine had caused her to become a caffeine addict. She should really try to break the habit but coffee was one her little pleasures in life ranking second to chocolate. Only when she reached for a clean mug did she notice her boyfriend at the table.
"Morning, honey," she greeted him.
"Want a cup of java?" she asked. "Sure," he answered. Gwen frowned. Something was wrong and she didn't need a spider sense to tell her that. Adam looked tired. His hair resembled a bird nest in disarray, he was wearing the same shirt as the day before only rumbled, and he had a greenish tint to his skin.
"Adam." she walked over to him and placed a cool hand against his forehead. "Are you sick?" she asked.
"I'm fine," he answered brushing away her hand.
"You look like awful, didn't you sleep well last night?" she asked as she sat the cup of coffee in front of him. She took a sip of her own and took a seat next him.
"I've slept better," he replied with same deadpanned voice as before. Gwen leaned against the counter frowning even more. Adam took off his usual sunglasses and rubbed his eyes. He yawned and took a sip of coffee.
"Your eyes are blue," Gwen stated as she studied her boyfriend. It was strange. She'd never even seen her boyfriend's eyes. They were one of those colors of blue that most people would kill for. A deep blue that made her heart melt.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing."
"Whatever," she stated after a long sigh of frustration. "Nothing is wrong," he stated again.
"So you said," Gwen pointed out getting slightly agitated with him.
"Well it's true," he countered. Gwen resisted slamming her cup down in annoyance.
"Well, it's not. Something is irking you but you won't tell me," she argued.
"Just because we're dating doesn't mean I have to tell you everything," Adam argued back.
"Fine," she stated sourly. It was too early in the morning to start a fight. She and Adam had never fought before and she didn't want to start on Christmas Eve. "You want breakfast?" she asked.
"I'll get something," Adam said and started feeling along the counter until he got to the fridge. "Here, what do you want and I'll get it," Gwen suggested. Her boyfriend let out a sigh of frustration.
"Don't mother me, Gwen. Just 'cause I'm blind doesn't mean I can't do things for myself," he pointed out with a frown.
"I'm not," she protested. "Just go away Gwen," he commanded. Gwen took in a deep breath of air and the argument begun.
Jon concentrated on the chessboard and frowned.. He couldn't believe he was losing to a kid. It just wasn't natural. Ben, on the other hand, smiled smugly making Jon want to throttle the kid. It didn't help that World War III was going on in the kitchen. "Who's winning?" Gwen's dad as he walked past the living room.
"Which battle?" asked Jon with a smirk. Mr. Parker grinned, "I could probably guess the victors of both. How much are you beating him, Ben?" he asked.
"I'm kicking his butt," the kid laughed gleefully.
"You might have given me warning you know," Jon pointed out.
"Why? Ben always needs someone new to beat," Mr. Parker laughed.
"In the other room, it's 5-3 in Gwen's favor. Man, they've been going all morning," Ben said as he took Jon's queen. Jon through his hands up in the air in disgust. "It'll probably go longer then that, once your oldest sister decides to pry herself off the phone, call your mom and tell her to pick up the turkey for tomorrow. I'll be in the dark room," said Mr. Parker as he left.
"Man, your dad's pretty cool," Jon said with a grin.
"Yeah. You guys must have done something to Gwen since she's been away, she's not as awful lookin' as she used to be," Ben commented and took one of Jon's pieces.
"That's my mom's fault. She gave your sis a makeover," Jon said as he took one of Ben's pawns.
"Cool. She needed one. Now Tiffy won't be able to tease her as much," Ben sighed. Jon arched an eyebrow in question.
"Tiffy? You call your sister Tiffy? She must love that." Ben giggled in response, his face full of mischief.
"So what's the story between those two? They act like they hate each other," Jon asked the little boy. Ben frowned and thought for a moment.
"They've always been different. Mostly it's because Tiffany was Mom's favorite and Gwen was Dad's. I don't think they mean to show favoritism but they do. Tiffy was also the one who spent time doing makeup while Gwen rather be strangled to death then put it on. While Gwen spent her free time doing cool stuff like reading comics and practicing karate, Tiffy painted her nails. It's always been like this, except once, really. Mom was in a car accident once and we weren't sure she was going to make it. We were all sitting by her hospital bed and the two of them held on to each other. Tiff cried and Gwen comforted. They don't hate each other, they're just opposites and don't know how to react to one another," Ben explained.
"Checkmate," the little boy then cried out with a grin. Jon sighed.
"You're pretty smart for a little boy," said Jon.
"You're pretty stupid for a college student," Ben laughed and ducked as Jon reached out to give him a playful slap on the back of his head. Both looked up as Gwen came tearing through the room.
"Hey where ya going?" yelled Ben.
"Shopping," she yelled back and slammed the door.
"Halleluiah," grinned Ben as he raced towards the kitchen. He then scopped up Gwen's purse and dumped it's contents on the table. He then glanced and studied Gwen's boyfriend.
"Don't feel bad, everyone one looses to her sometime or the other. She can out argue anyone," he said as he grabbed his sister's wallet. Adam sighed and ran his fingers though his hair. Guilt was practically punching him in the stomach. He had never seen her ever get riled up like that.
"Ya know she probably has PMS," Ben commented.
"You're too young to know about those things," Jon commented as he entered the room and ruffled the boy's hair. He leaned against the counter and poured himself a cup of coffee. Jon watched as Ben opened his sister's wallet and snag about fifteen dollars from it.
"Ben, what are you doing?" he asked. Ben grinned up at the older boy.
"Simple. Getting money to go Christmas shopping. I'm gonna buy her something so it's all fair. Every time Gwen goes shopping, she leaves her purse and I grab some cash. This always happens. She won't be back for a couple of hours, so it'll give her plenty of time to cool down. Man, you must have really ticked her off," Ben told Adam. "Yeah, I think I really did," Adam said with a sigh. This wasn't how he wanted to spend a holiday with her. But the letter changed everything. He wasn't normal anymore. Why'd this have to happen to him? He had spent his whole existence living a very low profile type of life. He felt trapped and taken out his frustration on Gwen. Gwen.the only real person he had left. And now it looked like she was gone as well.
Matt Murdock sighed trying to concentrate on the legal work. He slammed his fist on the table in frustration. He was weeks behind. And it didn't help that the new intern was the world's most incompetent delinquent. Chip Henderson. The boy was a walking disaster. If it wasn't for the fact that his father was the mayor of New York, Matt would've had no trouble throwing the arrogant upstart out on the sidewalk. Maybe from the twentieth story window... Matt could help but smile at the mental picture. "Henderson," he bellowed as he stood up and walked to the door of his office.
"Have you finished with the paperwork for the Benton case yet?" he asked gruffly.
"I'm working on it," the lout had the nerve to say. Matt felt like planting a foot in the boy's hind end. The only thing the boy had been doing was surfing the web and by the boy's sped up heartbeat, he doubted it was G rated. Of course, being a blind man, Matt wasn't supposed to know that. Matt let out a sigh of frustration and went back to his own paper work. He picked up his phone and dialed.
"Foggy, go and beat the pulp out of that walking hormones."
"Now, Matt. Chip's not all that bad," Foggy tried to smooth his frazzled partner. Foggy had never seen Matt so worked up. Maybe Electra was back in town.
"He's spent the afternoon doing nothing," Matt stated.
"I'll go straighten him out," Foggy said with a sigh. "Thank you," he said.
Spider-girl swung over the buildings as the bitter cold whipped at her, piercing through her costume. Yet she was free, for the first time in a long time. She had missed soaring through the air. Once one has tasted flight, just being content to say on the ground was nearly impossible. She sighed beneath her mask. She only knew one person who she could even start to explain about Adam.
"Matt!" Gwen yelled as she entered the lawyer's office. "Why if it isn't Miss Gwen Parker," Foggy stated with a grin.
"Hi Mr. Nelson, is Matt in?" she asked. The plump man thought for a moment. "Nope, he just left for a meeting with a client some time ago, he should be back any minute though," Foggy said as he motioned for her to take a seat in the lobby. Gwen nodded and watched Foggy retreat to his office. She walked towards the bench to wait just to have someone whistle at her. Gwen turned around quickly to spot the offender. A guy, not much older then she was, grinned at her as he looked her over. Gwen felt her checks flame in embarrassment. It was almost like he was picturing her naked. She took a deep breath and ignored him as she sat down. To her annoyance, he got up his seat behind a computer and sat beside her. Gwen scooted towards the other end of the bench. He scooted nearer.
"Now, what is a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?" he asked her. "Go away," she stated wishing to slap that stupid grin from his face. She then proceeded to get up and walk towards another bench at the end of the room.
"Shake it, baby," the guy hooted.
"Leave her be, Chip," Foggy warned from his office. Chip followed her lowering his voice and leaned closer.
A scream ripped through the halls of the firm. It came from his office, he could almost swear by it. Three heartbeats, no one dead, well that was a good thing. He yanked open the door and yelled,
"What's going on?" This caused the room to fall into silence.
"She hit me," Chip whined. Sure enough, he was sprawled backwards clutching a broken nose. Matt rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses.
"Gwen Parker, I should have known," said Matt with his arms crossed.
"Matt, he groped me," she stated with her arms crossed.
"Fair enough," he said with a shrug and stepped over Chip's body. Gwen gave the pervert a smug glance and followed him.
"I'm gonna sue!" he yelled after her. "Get back to work, Henderson!" Matt bellowed as an answer.
"Only his nose?" Matt asked with a wry smile as he sat down at his desk.
"Yeah, well I was going to break both arms and then work on the legs but you had to walk in," Gwen sarcastically replied. She was still a bit shaken though. No guy had ever talked to her like that much less groped her.
"So what brings you to my office?" Matt asked as he started straightening things on his desk.
"Adam and I had a fight," she said after a moment of silence. Matt paused in his work.
"Gwen, I'm not a Dear Abby," he stated.
"Well, yeah I know that but you were the only one I thought could help me," she sighed and leaned back in the comfortable leather chair.
"Isn't this Adam kid the one from college?" asked Matt. Gwen rolled her eyes and twisted a strand of hair around her finger. "Don't even try that. I know my dad has been filling you in on all the details. Cripes, it's like grape vine with you guys. I bet even The Flash all the way in Central City knows my personal life," she threw her hands up in frustration.
"Gwen..are you going to get to a point anytime soon or keep ranting on the gossip chain of super heroes?" asked Matt. Gwen opened her mouth again and then shut it.
"Now will you please continue?" asked Matt with a wave of his hand. "Well, Adam is my boyfriend. We've been going out for a few months now. I went to him to San Francisco and found that his father had committed suicide. So Jon, Adam and I came here after the funeral. The thing is Matt, is that Adam is blind. He thinks I'm babying him because of his blindness," Gwen explained and then fell silence.
"Are you?" Matt asked. Gwen paused.
"Maybe," she admitted reluctantly. Matt sat back and thought for a moment. "How much do you know about this Adam?" he asked.
"Well I'll admit not as much as I'd like to."
"Well then, maybe it's time you two cooled it for a bit. Adam needs his space it seems. He's probably been trying to prove all his life how independent he can be," Matt commented. 'Maybe he is but being independent doesn't mean he should push me out of his life,' Gwen thought gloomily.
Adam rubbed his mother's necklace, the stone was smooth and cool under his touch. It calmed him down. He wondered what she was like and how much of her did he have in him.
"Is that for Gwen?" Ben asked as he entered the living room and sat down beside Adam. "No," he said feeling slightly annoyed.
"She'd like it, she likes Asian stuff like martial arts and stuff," the boy explained.
"Gwen likes martial arts?"
"Yeah, she'd totally be able to kick your butt. It says dragon, you know," Ben said as he looked at the jade necklace.
"How do you know? You're only 12," Adam asked.
"Just 'cause I'm twelve doesn't mean I'm stupid. I've seen it in anime," the little boy explained.
"Dragon, huh?" he asked. It was a clue, Adam just knew it. But how did it explain who his mother was?
"Thanks kid," he said. Ben beamed back at the older boy. Gwen should bring her friends home more often, it was like having two older brothers, Ben thought.