Jinx rubbed her head again, feeling slightly sick again. Lately, she was constantly dizzy, even during her latest fight with Gizmo and Mammoth, she fainted.
Jinx was sleeping in her bed, tossing and turning as she was sweating and panting. She covered her face with her pillow. Jinx was going through a flashback.
No, leave me alone
"Poor child."
"Poor child? Louise! This demon destroyed an entire building!"
Please, I didn't mean to! I want my mommy!
"Sir, there are no survivors, even the child's mother is dead."
No! NO! No! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!
"Poor child, indeed, soon she'll become a greater force than that of which her mother was, too bad she never had the chance to live."
No, no no no!!! I didn't mean to! It's not my fault! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!
Jinx shot up, then she screamed.