The Mask of No-al
Part Three
It was torturous for him to watch and know that for right now he couldn't touch. She tempted him: her power, her parentage, her face; in his gut burned the desire to possess her.
In her eyes was the desire to destroy him.
And that made her all the more appealing.
A two month pause had changed his idea of her.
Doomgaze stared up at his new prize. Lethe was trapped in his energy, locked in a dark sphere that she couldn't get through. He had been pleased to find that a small trace of Laseri's power had remained in Lethe's body: that small trace was a part of the energy Doomgaze had expended to create his progeny and so it was a part of him… a part that he could control it seemed.
But there was someone else who had more control over her than he did… two some ones in truth and both sides of him: the side that was man and the side that was immortal, had committed their souls to defeating everything that had more control over Lethe than he did.
Her heralding screams were music to his ears. Every time her fists pounded against his trap, a chill of excitement flexed within his psyche. When her four eyes narrowed with fury, he felt his cruelty become inspired.
Because he knew something better was coming.
…
Throwing a swallow was no different than throwing a boomerang, but catching one was. It made her wrist bend in an unfamiliar way and it hurt, but she pressed through it. They all pressed through it.
Raven had been right. The Cave of Ledona had become a phantom realm and without her close, each of them were standing exposed to become victim to a demonic madness. The ghouls poured out from the walls, the ground, and the air, taking shape to assault and be cut down. Arsenal's arrows cut through the atmosphere, his shimmering bolts made friction in the wind and exploded; destroying demon body after demon body.
Kenosuke's body turned and lashed out with his spear in the same way he had done for years with his bo-staff. In principle his weaponry and the weaponry of his father was no different except that a spear was designed to kill and a staff was designed to be versatile. The feel of it was different now than it had been when he had first began to train with it… before he thought he had understood desperation…
Raven.
The air split by Arsenal's arrow moved the wind harshly to slap him in the face. Kenosuke shifted his body, letting the weapon of his father cut through phantasm after phantasm. His sister moved, shifting her weight, shifting her guard, advancing and defending to move their path forward.
"Sakuja, do you know the way?" Kenosuke asked. "We've lost Raven's energy trail! We need to find her!"
"I can only think of one place… and we have deeper still to travel."
A lightning fast arrow cleared the path, mixing and disorienting spirit bodies. Arsenal turned to his companions. "Then let's go."
…
Slade was a masterfully patient person; it was a lesson beaten into him meticulously and ritualistically by his most prominent master. He had learned many lessons, many valuable skills and even dangerous hobbies. What he didn't learn was ruthlessness; that tact was a skill he was simply born with. Exercising his sense of ruthlessness was paying his thanks to the gods or whatever cursed deity that had struck him with his most valuable talent: genius and patience were nothing without a strong motivation and nothing was more motivating than the practice of cruelty.
He could be a disaster-maestro with his words or his body; he had learned to plot by trial and error and his years and years of practice had culminated to one thing: the end of the world.
Most people couldn't fathom to guess when their end would come; Slade had made it his personal business to decide for them. He did it because he had to and because he didn't consider himself one of the weak whose lives were left in the hands of the strong. He was one of the strong; on the order of power with demon gods, Titans, and all those other power creatures from Hell. He fit in rather well.
He didn't particularly want to fit in, but that was what it would take to get what he wanted. He would endure the mediocrity of the scheme he was a part of long enough to get what he needed from it and nothing else. He didn't care if the world was taken over by giant monsters, he would stop them if it served his purposes, but he would do absolutely nothing to prevent the completion of his desires.
If that means the end of the world, so be it. There is only one planet Earth, but there are many more planets and one of them could be worth my genius.
Slade's hand shot out and caught the arrow that had been trained on his person. He cocked his head in amusement even as the bolt exploded in his hand and broke two fingers. He cracked the abused digits, his body and single eye betraying absolutely no emotion. The masked eyes of Arsenal were doing the exact opposite.
No-al turned his head at the sound of footfalls, but didn't leave his lotus position until he actually saw bodies. Three sets of feet came to a screeching halt on the other end of the cave, angry voices were laying down a challenge just through their breathing. The youngest one, the one with Ueno's face and some manner of control over Raven, let his pretty eyes dart back and forth looking for his prize… the prize that Doomgaze had deemed him not fit enough to possess. No-al pounded his knee, as if ending an internal dialog in the affirmative. He stood up, his green and orange robes rustling against his massive form. Behind his bronze mask, feral eyes were leaping in anticipation.
His roar of laughter made his energy shudder. The treble of power echoed fiercely in his energy bubble, causing Raven to drop to her knees in the shell. She grunted and clasped her hands over her ears. Kenosuke's eyes found her then, floating feet above his head in stark contrast to the ember scatter coated cave wall of Ledona.
"Raven!"
"If I were you, I would be concerned for myself rather than your darling wife. I can almost guarantee that she is going to live slightly longer than you." Slade said cruelly. A fireball stormed through the air, locked with Kenosuke as its target. The dark tressed fighter spun his weapon, catching the fireball in its rotation and dispersing it into the air. His eyes remained hard as the ill-begotten power fanned out, leaving sparks to flicker in the space between his weapon and his enemy.
"Impressive," Slade mused, rubbing his jaw. "But then again, your weakness was never your technique."
A rain of arrows cut through the stale air, following one after another in a set trail. Each sung through the wind, trained to silence Slade's treacherous tongue forever. The Terminator turned his body, evading one after another. Slade turned his sharp eye to the agile archer. "It appears your arsenal just isn't good enough."
Arsenal smirked pulling back one more bolt. "Wanna bet?" He unleashed the arrow, the metal twisted fiercely as it made its way to Slade. Slade turned his shoulder just in time to avoid it and to see the homing arrow return to crash with the bolt he just dodged. The explosion ripped the color from the atmosphere, everything around the deepest cavern of Ledona was swept up in a white backlash and a mist of unsettled smoke flooded their vision.
No-al allowed his curiosity to get the best of him and turned his sharp eyes to look. What he saw wasn't the recovering form of his student, what he saw was the approach of one Kenosuke Matsuhiro. His body descended from the air, parting the smoke with his momentum. His battle roar rang over the air pollution as he wove both hands around his weapon and drove the blade downward like a spike. No-al evaded just enough to not be skewered, watching intently as Kenosuke's weapon was rammed into ground. He avoided the weapon strike, but stayed in range of Kenosuke's spin kick; the young fighter using the embedded weapon as a pivot and lashed his legs out, catching No-al in mask. The stung fighter stumbled backwards, directly into dashing elbow attack from Sakuja. No-al staggered under the blow, her sharp elbow bruised his chest at a pressure point. No-al reeled, gasping with his wide eyes watching Kenosuke launch his sister into the air before dashing forward. No-al threw a punch and Kenosuke evaded, dropping under his guard. His hips twisted swiftly, his back somersault connected with No-al's chin, launching the fighter in the air… where Sakuja was waiting.
No-al was defenseless as Sakuja countered his momentum with her own force and drove both their bodies back to the ground. Her grip on his masked face allowed her to drag No-al before her, his body pulling a deep furrow into the ground. When their forward momentum cooled, Sakuja front flipped over No-al's head and landed with her back to No-al, but her front to her brother. She latched her fingers together a provided a pad, Kenosuke took a running start and used the launch. Sakuja turned her body and watched her brother sail, his spear aimed to pin No-al's prostrated body. No-al rolled his head over his ankles and dodged the attack, rolling to face Kenosuke as he wrenched the wide blade from the earth. A straight punch came at the black haired fighter. He raised his weapon just in time to take most of No-al's counter strike, but the force was enough to hurl him several feet backwards. His body collided with Sakuja's, who caught him and dragged her feet into the soil beneath her to slow their backwards motion. Her back struck the cave wall barely: it would strike fiercely when No-al slammed his elbow into Kenosuke's breadbasket and pinned them both to the wall.
The black haired fighters were trapped, Kenosuke's body taking the punishment until a grappling arrow swung out and wrapped around the massiveness of No-al's body. Arsenal wrapped his end of the cord around his wrist and pulled, jerking No-al just inches away, just enough distance to give the siblings space. Just as No-al broke free of he binds, a shoulder ram from Slade knocked Arsenal off balance. The agile archer turned a roundhouse, setting his bow's aim on the incoming menace.
As Arsenal lit the air with arrow after arrow, the siblings Matsuhiro launched a second wave assault. Sakuja's rising knee was blocked. Kenosuke's uppercut was misaligned when No-al ducked and retaliated with a side elbow. Sakuja's body sailed into a jagged rock formation when No-al's pivot kick beat her block.
Raven tried chanting to find a calm to exercise her powers, but something was pulling at her from multiple sides, making it impossible to concentrate, impossible to help. She couldn't unstain her vision, all four of her demonic eyes were open and watching the beating Doomgaze was giving to her husband and her sister-in-law. She could see how Doomgaze was amping his attacks with his demon siege, every blow to the body of Sakuja was enforced with a secret spell, every counterattack for Kenosuke's assault came faster than man could give, because they came from a monster.
No-al grabbed Kenosuke by the jaw and slammed the back of his captive's head into the ground. The ground cracked and split beneath his skull, sliding outwards and breaking into smaller fragments in the air.
"Kenosuke!" Sakuja screamed. She ran in swinging with her swallow, a horizontal cut to rend No-al in half. No-al spun swiftly, evading Sakuja's strike. Her forward pace moved her forward, her eyes opened wide as she could see from her peripheral vision, No-al turning back to face her. She was helpless as his elbow crashed down in the small of her back, in exactly the same place that crippled her when she was a twelve year old girl. Sakuja smashed into the ground, her forehead slamming into the jagged earth. Her lip was cut open and her vision was blurred. It took her entire strength of will to wiggle her big toe and prove to herself that No-al hadn't crippled her body again.
No-al stomped down with his massive foot, beating Sakuja's bruised body, wrenching grunts of pain from her, until he was tackled headlong by a net arrow. He turned his massive form to the side, shredding the net with a flex of his shoulder. His masked face could show no anger towards the archer who kept him in his sights. Sakuja gripped her weapon and swung from the ground, her mother's blade slicing through the tough muscle of No-al's calves. The masked fighter roared and roared again when a spear was lodged in his back. Kenosuke planted both feet into No-al's back and catapulted backwards, withdrawing his father's blade.
No-al took to the air, avoiding Sakuja's diving sweep kick. Raven's four eyes watched Doomgaze float in the air not feet away from her. She turned her eyes to the ground and saw the siblings leap into the air to chase. Doomgaze was too high for either of them to catch; when Sakuja lost her momentum, she turned to her brother and offered her hand. With his larger hand secured in hers, she used the last of her agility to throw her brother above her head. Kenosuke soared forward as Sakuja returned to the ground, her feet landed solidly as Kenosuke turned his weapon in his palm to strike. Raven couldn't avert her eyes as a roar erupted from Doomgaze and an awesome energy shred through the air. Just inches away from his target, Kenosuke was bombarded with Doomgaze's power, just as Sakuja felt the ground beneath her split open with that demon energy erupted from beneath her. Raven's hands pounded against the barrier as she watched Kenosuke, Arsenal and Sakuja crash into the ground.
Behind the Mask of No-al, Doomgaze stared down at his victims. The black haired fighters were struggling to get off their backs; the red head was being stalked by Deathstroke. It was fitting; they were all being stalked by death in one form or another.
Doomgaze turned a cruel look to his imprisoned Lethe. The energy of Doomgaze spiraled through the cave walls and pulled the bodies of Matsuhiro Kenosuke and Matsuhiro Sakuja from the floor. The energy wrapped around them, pulling their arms to their sides, their feet coiled in the thick film of Doomgaze's energy.
"I will break their bodies… break their lives, my sweet Lethe and with those deadly eyes you will watch as I kill the young one first… and I'll watch your power grow."
A spear of black energy coiled from the ground and aligned itself with Kenosuke's chest.
"NOO!" Raven gasped and felt her four eyes sink away as the coil dashed forward to end her husband's life. Her purple eyes became dark, but closed tightly as she screamed, her energy of Trigon flowing out of her. The sphere of energy around her was destroyed, her own energy flooded the air, her soul bird spread its wings behind the flair of her marks of Scath. The energy after Kenosuke's life faded away and the pedestals that trapped their bodies were erased by Raven's wing.
When she was satisfied they were safe, Raven turned to the Demon King Doomgaze and stared through him. His body was locked to the size of a man, but the massiveness of his evil could not be held in a single form; the very air she breathed was polluted with his power. Raven's energy claw cut through the air, its jagged talons opened to catch Doomgaze in its grip. When her energy should have collided, Doomgaze fazed right through it. Raven gritted her teeth, her eyes became clouded in white.
"Azarath Metrion Zinthos!"
Her black energy pulled slabs of the stone wall of Ledona free, smoking embers became no longer randomly scattered. Kenosuke's eyes widened from the ground as the pull of Raven's magic revealed what was hidden behind that smoking surface.
"RAVEN!" His voice was hoarse, but it was loud enough for her to hear, to make her stop. Raven turned her eyes behind her and saw what all the others had already seen.
The four eyes of Trigon.
Doomgaze's laughter echoed through the Cave of Ledona as Trigon's eyes narrowed and widened, showing signs of life for the first time in a very long time. "Good work, my sweet Lethe, your magic has awakened him!"
Raven gasped in horror and pulled herself further away from Doomgaze and Trigon. She shook her head in the negative furiously.
Two grappling arrows swung around the Matsuhiro siblings, pulling them out of the way of slabs of the caving ceiling. Slade jumped back and forth between smoldering boulders, becoming the first of them to see how the energy of the Great Demon Kings was pulling the cave apart, revealing cripplingly hot pools of lava. A knock-out arrow connected with his body and knocked him off balance. Arsenal kept his bow trained on the Terminator even as the siblings behind him were watching the air in horror.
Trigon's roar shattered the atmosphere. Raven's blood ran like fire, most of the energy in her body prepared to submit to its creator, her creator, the demon king that spawned her.
"Finally, I am free to rule! The trap of Azar no longer binds me!"
"Rule? You inferior creature!" Doomgaze shouted. "I wake you only to destroy you!"
Raven's eyes widened as a huge energy storm raged between Doomgaze's hands. The ground trembled and the cave unraveled in large waves as that energy ball became larger and larger. Raven turned her worried features to her team and generated a barrier to protect them as No-al unleashed his massive destructive force.
Two things would become very clear to them as the cave around them was shattered and torn apart. First was the most subtle of things to notice and in truth only Arsenal had his eyes trained to see it: while Raven had thought to protect Kenosuke, Sakuja and himself from the tremendous breath of Doomgaze's power, no one had thought to do the same to Slade. Before his masked eyes, Slade: Deathstroke the Terminator was erased from the world in a fury of demon power that he had bowed to. Whatever motivations and circumstances that had lead Slade to be the highest order in the church of demons would be lost to their knowledge. Arsenal might have sighed in relief, knowing that monster had been eradicated, except there was still something for them to be very much worried about.
While the might of Doomgaze had been enough to destroy Slade, it had no affect on Trigon.
"What a fool you are Doomgaze. Even in my weakened state you are no match for me."
An energy coil shot out in the shape of a demon claw. It wove through the air, past the furious shoulder of Doomgaze to grab Raven and pin her in place. Raven struggled to free herself, feeling Trigon's power on her chilled her to the bone. "Dear daughter, you have done your best to ensure that I would never be born to this world… but your efforts were in vain. If I can not have my own power at my call, you will create energy for me to consume!"
"RAVEN!"
Raven kicked her feet and refused to stop struggling until Trigon said the words that would change her fight. "What good fortune, dear daughter, you've already prepared a seed!" Raven's eyes widened as she realized Trigon's words. The sickness, the surges in her power weren't the result of demon energy… it was the energy of a life inside her. A tear slipped from Raven's eyes, her purple irises shaking visibly until the words of Trigon took away all sentiment of surprise and replaced them with fury.
"You disappoint me dear daughter. Your seed is a worthless boy. It is of no use to me." Trigon's power constricted around Raven's chest and hips tightly. "Shall I destroy is now, dear Lethe, while it is within your body?"
In that moment, the sword of Raven's mind began to shimmer. A gold spiral of energy spread through the corridors of Nevermore and seeped into every inch of her psyche. It took over her mind, it took over her body and it gave her strength. Her entire body became a bundle of destructive pure energy. Her eyes became feral as they were washed over in white luminescence. Her soul wings erupted from her back, breaking the hold Trigon's energy possessed over her. The entire cave shuddered with the residual echo of Raven's powers, white flashes shook the atmosphere as a storm was erupting within Raven's control.
"I will never you hurt my child again!" Raven screamed. The powerful sorceress raised her hands above her head, generating a massive sphere of destructive might. "You will never hurt anyone again! AZARATH METRION ZINTHOS!"
Trigon's power waved out to stop the strike and Doomgaze's power spiraled forward to capture some of Lethe's destructive might. The triangle of destructive forces smashed in the air, tormenting over each other and crushing those that were weaker.
The barrier around Kenosuke, Arsenal and Sakuja fell. Kenosuke turned his terror stricken face to the sky above him to where Raven was lost in a sweep of her own energy. The roar of Trigon and Doomgaze heralded over clash of power.
"RAVEN!"
It became a sonic boom. The thunderous clap of energy spread out like the rings of Saturn, spreading through every particle of space and every molecule of life. It swept over Kenosuke, Sakuja and Arsenal, running through their bodies but doing no damage. Arsenal stared down at his uninjured hands, then looked back to Sakuja and Kenosuke for some sort of answer. Sakuja felt all the injuries in her body vanish, it became easier to breath, something she was feeling was so familiar; but it had been so long and had become something she couldn't put a name to.
Kenosuke stared forward, above his head, his eyes trained to find one thing. The blinding light vanished, all the energy recoiled or dissipated, returning to the body that it belonged to: whether the body of the universe or the body of Raven Grayson.
When Kenosuke gasped, it turned the eyes of Sakuja and Arsenal to the sky. Her body was undamaged, the crystalline barrier stayed around her, keeping her breathing the same air the entire time. Behind her back, where Trigon once existed, was nothing. The full power of the greatest of the Great Demon Kings had been destroyed.
Before her, Raven's purple and tired eyes could see the remnants of Doomgaze being shed from the body of No-al. She could destroy monsters, but not men. She watched as No-al lost all of Doomgaze's demonic influences and plummeted to the ground. His body ricocheted sharply before he turned himself over and got to his feet. Sakuja and Kenosuke turned their eyes to him: the fight of Raven vs. the Great Demon Kings may have been over, but their fight against the great demon in their memories still had blows left to be dealt.
"HAAAAAA!" The Matsuhiro siblings dashed forward with their weapons drawn with the mask of No-al in their sights. No-al's eyes widened behind his mask; as his foot lashed out to kick them away, both siblings pivoted and evaded to the side. A grappling arrow wound around Sakuja's swallow just before she hurled it with all the skill she had developed as a child. The winding weapon spun around No-al's body, the coil locked the grip. No-al struggled against the clasp, but the swallow of Matsuhiro Asuka held as her daughter stood feet away with Arsenal and held the chain firmly. As No-al struggled to find a weak point, Kenosuke's body took to motion. He somersaulted and landed on the chain that connected his sister's grip to the monster they would defeat together. He ran along the wire grip as most could only dream to run on the ground. His balance was perfect and his sister held the cord strong enough to support his run. He drew his weapon back; the spear of Matsuhiro Ueno became shrouded in black energy as Kenosuke leapt into the air, a battle roar tearing through the air.
The last thing No-al would ever see would be the eyes of Matsuhiro Kenosuke. His eyes were a brown he were familiar with, the deep color was swirled and impacted with a subtle gold highlight, just along the corners when the light shined just so… or if he was on the verge of tears.
When the deathblow was dealt, the grappling cord collapsed, causing Sakuja to stumble backwards and land on top of Arsenal. Sakuja groaned, rubbing the back of her head as she sat up. "Itai." (Ouch.) She muttered.
"Hey Sakura." Arsenal said, pulling his mask from his eyes. He remained laying down, his bow knocked away from their collision.
"Un?"
"Want to get married?"
"You're about as romantic as a census." Sakura replied. She leaned back and laid against him again. "Sure, but you got to ask my dad first."
Raven returned the ground beside her husband and found him still standing as he had when he delivered the last stroke against the life of No-al. His sharp brown eyes were wavering, his face tight with anxious uncertainty. His father's weapon dropped from his fingers. The metal clattered against the ground, providing background music as he pulled off his head guard.
"Richard." Raven said gently, her fingers reaching out timidly to touch him.
Richard Grayson nodded. "We did it, didn't we?" It sounded as if he were crying, but his body betrayed nothing. He turned around and looked at her, seeing how disheveled she was, how absolutely beautiful she was. He stepped forward and hugged her tightly. "I'm still me… I've done what needed to be done. I've avenged my parents. Saved the world, destroyed my demons and made my peace… all that's left… is to grow old with you."
Raven cried and laughed at the same time.
"Was what he said true Raven? Are you—?"
"I didn't know. I thought the energy I was feeling was Trigon's… but it wasn't. It's our son's. Last night we must have… Richard!" Raven grabbed him fiercely and absolutely refused to let him go.
…
The marriage of Sakura Wayne to Roy Harper was a spectacle. Richard had expected as much, but actually seeing Bruce Wayne give into the extravagance his money could afford struck him right between the eyes.
It made every single Gotham paper. It made news in places that Richard had never heard of. Richard stood across from his wife, who was the maid of honor, from his side of the altar next to Roy, as the best man. They all watched as Sakura Chloe Wayne and Bruce Wayne made their approach forward. Roy could see that if it wasn't for Bruce's grip on her arm, Sakura might have just run down the isle to him. As it was they moved quickly, Richard could see the exact same Wayne smile on Bruce as on his sister's veil covered face. Those same brown eyes were twinkling with merriment.
There were no objections, no halts, stutters or nervous feet. Roy said his "I Do" and Sakura echoed the sentiment and became Mrs. Sakura Harper. The bouquet was thrown and an obnoxious sized piece of cake was shoved into the blushing bride's nose, forcing her to take a trip to the powder room. While she was gone, Bruce cornered both Roy and Richard under the cradle of his powerful arms.
"You've done good boys. Real good." He said simply.
"Thanks, Bruce. That means a lot to me." Richard replied.
"Me too."
"Don't let my praise go to your heads. Your work isn't over yet."
"Give us time, Bruce. You'll get those grandkids in no time." Roy laughed. Richard laughed as well.
"How much longer until Raven's due?" Bruce asked.
"Three weeks."
"You boys are going to need a means to support yourselves and my grandchildren." Bruce said, rolling his eyes between Roy and Richard. "I'll foot the bill for this wedding, but you're on your own for college tuition."
"I'm positive my son's godfather will come through." Richard said.
"Actually, I planned on making it so his father would come through. I've decided to retire and leave 51 of Wayne Enterprises to the two boys who've been like sons to me."
"What?" Us? Run Wayne Enterprises?"
"Don't be so excited. I'll teach you everything you need to know." Bruce replied.
Roy rubbed his toe into the carpet. "Does this mean I can't fight crime anymore?"
Bruce and Richard smirked. Bruce clapped Roy's back gently. "I didn't say that."
…
It took four hours twenty three minutes and eleven seconds.
It took one thousand five hundred and eighty contractions.
It took twenty one ice chips.
It took two epidurals.
It took eight curses of Richard's name.
It took one cry from her beautiful, healthy son for it to be all worth it.
Raven hushed the hungry cry of her newborn son, holding him to her chest for his nursing. Richard stood by her side in absolute awe at the beautiful thing they had created.
Someone said that the greatest proof of love was the birth of a beautiful son. If that were the truth, Raven and Richard had a love of incomparable magnitude. There had never been a more beautiful baby born in the hospital of Gotham City. All the nurses stopped what they were doing to look at the precious little thing. In the viewing wing, Sakura pointed to the small child saying "That's my nephew! That's him!" Roy held her shoulders quietly, before pressing a kiss into her cheek. She didn't stop jumping up and down; Roy could only imagine how she'd be with a child of their own.
"Raven, he's perfect." Richard whispered as he held his sleeping baby boy. He kissed his slumbering son's brow, rocking him gently in the cradle of his arm. "Welcome to the world, little guy." Richard turned to his wife, a huge and almost silly grin on his face. "He has your eyes." He said.
"And your hair, poor thing." Raven replied.
"He's a little… us. He's you and me. He's ours."
"We can't keep calling him 'he'. We need to pick a name."
Richard nodded and handed his son to Raven. She touched his cheek with her index finger softly, in his sleep her baby boy puckered his lips. She smiled.
"He's a mix of us, his name should be too. Every part of us… so we never have to hide anything from him… he's part Japanese, part demon, he's a complicated little guy born from heroes."
"So something sleek, complicated and super herory?"
"Is herory a word?" Raven asked.
"Don't see why not. If there's heroes…"
"What?" Raven asked.
"That's his name. Hiiro."
Raven smiled and laughed a little bit.
"Yeah, Hiiro. It's got Japanese sleekness, we'll spell it H-I-I-R-O to make it complicated and it will always remind him where he's from." Richard replied.
"I like it." Raven turned her eyes to her slumbering son. "Sleep well Hiiro Grayson. When you wake up, your mommy and daddy are going to share with you all the wonders of the world."
"Our love."
Hiiro Grayson smiled in his sleep.
The End of Chapter Seventeen.
A/N:
There's one chapter left. Please look forward to it.