GodZ

Chapter 2: Out of The Hand, Slipped on The Floor

PS:Don't own GoH

Italic text are thoughts just in case you haven't picked up on it

Both bold and italic text represents thoughts or letters,signs, etcs

Memories were something Soojin would like to forget, it was like every memory she had was a shitty one...or at least the ones that always came to mind were.

"Man..." She mutter groggily. There was this sharp pain in her joints, most likely stems from the fact that her son's bed wasn't exactly her body's foretaste on comfort.

She rose up, feeling like she weighed a ton and a half. Her eyes lazily made their way across the same old room she has seen for the last few years. Her view dropped to beside her, where the only person she currently ever needed was sleeping peacefully right beside her.

"Kyujin…"

Her fingers gently slid across the boys cheek. With his sudden flinch, she ceased.

"Guess-...guess I should start breakfast."

Soojin eased off her son's bed, trying her damn hardest not to wake the boy.

Creeping towards the door, she turned for one last look at his sleeping face before he wakes up and starts bouncing around the place.

His face was as sound as ever, he resemble him quite a bit, he's a cute kid. She was thankful he got his father's good genes though. She only prayed looks was all he had from him.

Her heart hurt just thinking about it.

"I'll always... protect you." She closed the door behind her. "Always..."

His nose tingled a bit. The smell of something cooking woke the boy.

As he sat up, warm sunlight greeted him. Gazing out his window, he saw a bright new day, wondering what he could learn today.

"KYUJIN~! C'mere boy, YOU~ got a visitor!"

Hearing the joyful tone of his mother's voice was a nice touch to waking up. Especially with what happened yesterday. Though he wondered who could be visiting, he didn't know much people. Surely couldn't be Daewi again.

"Coming!"

Pulling his blanket off himself, the lad slipped out of his bed and headed towards the door. He lagged as he walked down the hall.

Was the boy really that nervous?

I guess it was strange for him to have a visitor, he felt sorta special now.

"Don't forget to brush your teeth!"

Ah, that must have been his reasons for hesitating. "Darn, I knew I forgot something." The boy raced to the other end of the hall, to the bathroom.

After his daily wake up routine, Kyujin walked into the main room of the house, and since the living room and the kitchen were connected, it was best to consider them the same room.

"Hey, my boy!"

When the boy gazed upon the source of the words. His face brightened up.

An old man, with the wildest of sideburns and the most extremist hair he's ever seen. He wore a gray gi, but the parts of his body that were exposed were covered in scars, one quite noticeable than the rest was an 'X' shaped scar on his chin.

"Great Grandpa Jin TaeJin!"

The old man opened his arms to the lad who ran into them, full blast.

Soojin was over at the counter preparing tea and breakfast. She was facing opposite to them. Soojin couldn't help but smile looking over her shoulders at her son so excited.

"Hello my Great Grandson!" TaeJin lifted the boy, who was like a feather to him. "How blessed must I be to have lived this long!" Jin Taejin, shot suggestive glare at Soojin. "Good thing a woman's charm was a 'fight' I didn't mind Mori loosing~. Or else I wouldn't have such an adorable great grandbaby "

Soojin's face went bright red as she tried to sink as low as possible to avoid attention. Too bad it didn't work, she could feel her son's confusing stare penetrating the back of her head.

"Momma what's a wo-"

"Oh~ I can answer that my boy, it's when-"

"Dammit, you perverted old man!" Soojin was normally respectful of her elders, but this particular elder, while she holds a great deal of respect for, also tics her off to great heights. "You better STOP right there!"

Jin Taejin snickered. He'd only been here a couple minutes and Soojin has already had it with him.

"Oh yeaahhhh~? And what are you gonna do?"

"Ever had scoliosis, the black plague and arthritis old man?"

Crap

Good thing TaeJin knew when to back down, there was no wining a fight with these power borrowers, not when their abilities are as God Moded as her. "F-fine. Hmph, relying another's power to shut me up" He was clearly bitter "I'll get the better of your kind soon." He gave a devious look. "And if not me, then lil Kyu will do it in my place~." He squeezed the boy tight.

That made Soojin feel uncomfortable. She didn't want Kyujin to be a fighter, she and Daewi only taught him the basics of Full Contact and ITF just for self defense reasons. "You know what we call your rambling gramps? " She was a little annoyed, this wasn't the first time she's heard him bring this up; becoming a fighter and what not. "Being senile~." She didn't like it, she didn't like it at all.

"Peh, a vixen like you has the nerve to call me senile." He stared around the room, avoiding any contact of her with his eyes. almost as if she was Medusa. "Seducing my grandson with those dark womanly ways"

What?!

First he was praising her for it, now he's criticizing her for it? She had a look of disbelief on her face, a look of; 'Why would you even?'.

"That's not my fault" Her eyes dotted upward as she keep trying to piece her non existent point together. "N-next time..." Soojin thought long and hard about what to say next because, honestly…she didn't have a case nor point.

"...teach your grandson…about...t-the birds and the bees." Something she also had limited knowledge of at the time. "Y-yeah! Because...it didn't take m-much...he made the first m-move..." She honestly didn't know where she was going with this. "I told him it was gonna be his l-last if he tried!"

"Last time I checked, a 'fight' (as you described it) meant both parties were 'fighting'." He chuckled as he scratched the back of his head "There were VERY visible wounds…bite marks, scratches...strang- "

"H-HEY!" She snap-pointed her finger at him, but nothing followed after except a long awkward pause and her pointing at him with wide eyes that clearly read; 'Hey you...you know what I'm thinking...wait a while so I could….think it'.

Soojin, who started the silence(mind you), finally broke it. "In the sheets, he was a monkey god...and I mean that figuratively." Soojin broke the silence with an act of acknowledgment instead of denial?It was like she was unaware that her child was still in the room. Soojin turned around to face the counter where she was fixing the boy his food. "A-and….and...that was every budding woman's...fantasy?" She held on to that last part on the tip of her mind. It was something so confusing that she was questioning herself on her own argument.

Why did she say it was every 'budding woman's' fantasy when it sounded more like a lonely house wife's leisure? The thing is, she wasn't sure, felt like it came from the heart.

Oh God…

I scare me sometimes...

Soojin huffed as she brought tea for the three of them and a bowl filled with a particular food for the boy.

She had set the bowl in front the boy and roughly set Jin Taejin's tea down without even glancing at him. "Hmph, mistreatment of the elders, that could be a couple years bad luck." Jin Taejin muttered bitterly. When Soojin finally glanced at him, it was the look of; 'Bite me'. A look Jin Taejin was all too familiar with through out his life.

Turning to see her son, Soojin could see it in the boy's face, he had tons of questions as to what transpired a moment ago.

Sitting next to him, Soojin shot the boy a look, it was a look he had seen before. Those widened questioning eyes, the slightly tilted head, the face that had a waiting gesture to it. A look she normally gave him when she was talking to someone and she wanted him to be scares as her center of attention. It was the look that basically told the boy to hush and she'll get back to him.

To be quite frank, She was basically telling him that she would have thought of 'sorta lies but not quite's to fill in all the stuff he didn't know about the conversation. There were quite a bit, she only had herself to blame, she went on rambling.

The boy gave of a sigh looking at his mother's 'not right now boy' stare. Instead, he turned his attention to the food that was finally presented to him.

"Oh boy!" The boy picked up a spoon that was handed to him. "Fruit filled oatmeal!" His tone was excited, like he was just given a toy.

Jin Taejin nearly choked on his tea, which isn't even possible. "Hey..." He looked at Soojin with a melancholy tone "...are you sure you didn't give the boy my food(not saying I'll eat that crap by the way) by any chance?"

"Yeah-no. I didn't make you anything, but if you'd lik-"

"Mind telling me why you are feeding my great grandson mush?"

"M-m-m-mush!?" Soojin felt offended that he just mocked one of the primary skills as a mother, what her child should eat. "I'll have you know t-that this oatmeal has all the vitamins and nutrients, all the essentials a growing boy needs!" She pointed her finger at the old man, standing up for her motherly cause.

"Look grandpa!" Kyu exclaimed with joy. "It has fruit in it!" He picked up one of the many chopped fruit from his bowl, showing it to his grandpa before shoving it into his own mouth.

"That's...nice boy."Jin Taejin's elbow was on the table as he had his hand under his chin. "Lemme guess..." Taejin sounded less than ecstatic about what she thinks she knows about the little healthy lessons she just told him "...you got that from the book somewhere?"

Lee Soojin just...froze there, her hand and finger still extended out towards the old man, her cheeks reddened til they could visibly see her shaking of embarrassment.

"U-u-uh I-I-I..." Her face was completely red now. "I….u-uh...I..."

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"VITAMINS AND NUTRIENTS!" We can all guess she was sticking with that argument. "And THAT is FINAL" her tone was now menacing, sounding almost like a demonic force.

Taejin just released a lazy sigh "Meat also has 'vitamins and nutrients'." He said, using his fingers as quotation respectively but not respectfully.

"Meat is to hard for him too chew."

Jin Taejin almost had a heart attack, he couldn't believe the excuse she gave.

"Well has he ever HAD meat?"

"No."

"Then how could you say it is hard for the boy to chew it?"

"I r-" Soojin stopped herself mid way. Averting her gaze.

Even if she hadn't finished it, he knew exactly what she was gonna say; 'I read it in a book'.

"M-meat also brings aggression." She was turning the boy into a pacifist.

His mind was blown. Fighting giant ape monkey god fur didn't even blow his mind as much as what is being said here today. He was so speechless…that he had to drop the argument before he popped a vein.

He turned his attention towards Kyujin. "Hey boy, you've finally convince your mother that I can teach you Renewal?"

"What's tha-"

Soojin honestly believed this old man was sent by hell itself just to annoy the shit outta her. "It's not important baby." She pat the boy on his head while shooting the old man a glare that spoke one clear phrase;'shut up' .

Jin Taejin still pushed forward. Ignorant of just how mad he was making her. "Huh? You know boy, I told you about it the last time."

Soojin couldn't believe it. "You WHAT?" Her line of sight shifted between her son and the old man, they had a look as if she wasn't even their.

"O-oh yeah, THAT!" The boy turned towards his mother, his face filled with a child's hopes and dreams. "Momma can I l-"

"NO." Her tone was so oppressing, even the old man had a chill down his spine. She didn't even look at her son when she cut him off, her gaze was fixed on the old man who wasn't even paying her much heed.

The boy's smile warped. He at least wanted a reason. "B-but why?" His mother however was not very happy with his questioning. "It's NOT important, focus more on your studies." She hissed.

Not important? Well Jin Taejin was now questioning what her standards for 'important'. "The hell it is! That is the life and blood of my family!" He raised his voice, so loud the boy had to cover his ears, Soojin however was unaffected.

"Yours, not mine!" She raised her voice even louder than his. "And last I check, Jin wasn't your 'blood'." Deep down inside, she didn't want to resort to that, she had no control over her feelings. It's happen before, forgetting one thing in favor of singular goal, that goal was to spit as much salt as he was. Caught in a whirlwind of emotions.

Her overflowing of emotions wasn't mixing well with his. To put it simply, she ticked him off to a great deal. "So you're saying Jin Mori wasn't more to you than a 'quick fix'?" He slammed his fist into the floor, creating a hole in the wood flooring. "Because that's also his blood that runs through that child!"

Soojin slammed her fist on the table that was now showing visible cracks "Y-y-you old bastard...you son of a bitch...y-you-you low down dirty FUCKER!" Tears were rolling down her cheeks, she tried her best to hold in her sobbing. "You...YOU knew what I meant...don't twist my fucking words!" She repeatedly wiped her face with her sleeves. Her son stared at her in horror, he didn't like seeing his mother cry. He needed to do something. "M-maybe you guys should s-"

"How dare you not teach his son his legacy!" Taejin didn't even let the boy finish, then again, he was mumbling so low, they couldn't hear him. "You have pissed me off twice today, but this tops the cake!" Of course he was feeling a little guilty, but he needed to press the issue.

"I was about to say the same!" She shot back at him. "Kyujin is NOT a martial artist! His body is too WEAK!" She stood up, flaring at the old geezer.

He never heard so much nonsense in one day. The boy was a demigod. Weak body? "His body is only weak because you feed him this crap!" He stood up himself, pointing towards the oatmeal. "Robbing him of what he REALLY needs to grow stronger!"

Soojin almost fell back to the ground hearing that. She couldn't believe it, her eyes widen with rage...fear. Her hands were pulling her hair, her eyes dotted in guilt. "A-are you saying that...I am PURPOSELY keeping my child weak...so he doesn't become a fighter...so he doesn't get hurt...so he doesn't get KILLED...so he doesn't leave me just like that BASTARD did!?"

He didn't say any of that, only one that can expose someone is themselves. Be it evidence they left behind or just being too obvious. But no matter what, the truth will always be revealed in the end. However, he will not say the same for his grandchild. "YOU KNEW HE WASN'T GUILTY OF THAT CRIME..." The old man felt tired of arguing with her, and he knew she felt the same about him "My grandson was FALSELY accused."

"That bastard only cared about being the strongest..." Soojin's head dropped slowly as she held herself. "He never gave a damn about anything that stood in his way of achieving that."

For some reason, her tone, it wasn't the tone of someone who was betrayed, but rather; someone who was left behind. "And yet you still love him?" He didn't get her, she always bad mouthed Mori yet still would laugh at the end of the day as if he was there to bonce her negative comments back, like he used to do.

Soojin didn't answer, her fist clenching her arms tight enough that she was causing herself to bleed, that was enough of an answer for the elderly man. The blood could soon be seen through the shirt sleeves, gathering at the elbow part of the shirt. Her breathes were short, strange muttering could be heard coming from her. Almost like she was having an episode.

"Why not let the boy decide for himself?"

"No..." She didn't even raise her head, if not for the context of the situation, it would just be assumed that she was just muttering unrelated nonsense and the 'no' would be apart of that nonsense.

He turned his head to look at boy, that lad's face was distressed. "What's our family motto?" He completely ignored her

Caught off guard."Huh?" The boy was sorta afraid to ask "W-what…what is it Grampa Taejin?"

The old man had a tired look on his face."Do what you w-"

"THAT IS ENOUGH!" Soojin yelled loud enough that Taejin finally covered his ears. "That is not the motto of this household and you know it!" She fell to her knees. Now pulling on her hair.

She didn't want it.

She didn't want it.

She didn't want it!

"DAMMIT, old man you know how I feel about that shit yet you still bring it to my door step every fucking time!" Her voice was cracking under the heavy mixture of sadness and anger. Two emotions, when mixed together, are a deadly cocktail. "STOP DISRESPECTING ME IN MY OWN HOUSEHOLD."

She was on her last legs, anymore smack from this old man and she WILL.

FIGHT.

HIM.

HERE.

Fearing for the worst, the boy finally spoke up. "Grandpa Jin Taejin..." Hugging his mother's shoulder.

"Can you please stop making mommy upset pl-"

"Kyujin...go to your room. Take your food with you." Her voice sounded breathy and shaken.

The boy didn't want to leave his mother. He was afraid they were gonna fight. "B-but...p-please"

But?

It's only been 5 minutes and her son ways already questioning her, this enraged her to the core, her son has done nothing but listen to her until she decided to let THEM visit him more often.

I should have known, I should have regulated how much times they saw him. Not only that, but when did he learn about Renewal Taekwondo? I should have kept a better ear out!

"Listen to you mother kiddo." Jin Taejin told him, he felt slightly guilty.

Kyujin hesitated, looking at both of them before ultimately leaving. Which only flared her up more that it not only took telling him twice, but it was Jin TaeJin he listened to.

She noticed that he didn't to take his oatmeal. Whether it was purposeful or accidental was a mystery to her. Could he have been in a hurry? Or could it have been what JinTaejin said? Either one made her head hurt "Why are you here…" Soojin took the dishes off the table and stumbled over to the sink. "...to berate me…to show my son his mother's crying face?" Her voice was scratchy, like she was forcing herself to calm down.

He could not only see, but hear the pleading in her voice. He felt it best to apologize for disrespecting, for it really wasn't his intention. "I'm sorr-"

He cease speaking when he heard the dishes crash into the sink. "I don't want to hear it gramps, just tell me why…" She didn't even turn towards the man. "Why you are here…?"

Jin Taejin huffed. "I did honestly came here to see Kyujin." He sighed, scratching his temple. "But... Along the way, I met Daewi, we talked...he told me that the rest of them are meeting up at the Old General's grave in a lil bit and Daewi thought it be nice if I invited you since you'd more than likely turn him down.(For reasons I quite understand)"

Soojin paused for a moment once she heard who told him.

Han Daewi?

That son of a bitch.

Why can't he mind his own business...

"No...thank you..."

"C'mon, they haven't seen you since what happen to Mori." Taejin knew he couldn't let her off that easy."Even if you are off the radar, it's not like it'll blow your cover meeting up with old friends"

She didn't like his constant back talk, she was head of this household. Being an elder didn't mean anything to her in here."They aren't my friends, they're his-"

"Which is exactly why you should bring the little chap along. This is the only part of him that's left besides memories." Now he was basically begging her to allow him to go. "It'll be good to let them know about the Kyujin so when push comes to shove, they can protect him also." His tone was uplifting and confident.

Too bad Soojin wasn't in the same mood. She just stood silent in front the sink.

He spoke again. "It takes a village to raise a child..."

He heard her chuckle, but it was more of a sadistic chuckle than, she found it genuine funny, chuckle. "Yeah well in case you haven't noticed, I can down a village with a blink of my eye." She meant that literally.

Taejin gulped at how she curved the proverb. "Well in this case" Now he was thinking himself clever."What do you think it takes to raise a half monkey god demi god?"

Soojin however was just thinking him as a smart ass. "Kyujin..." You could hear the aggression returning in her shaken voice. "Is a regular boy...he's normal, just like every other kid." The suppressing of her rage was obvious, not all people like hearing the truth, and will often deny truth right in front of them.

TaeJin sighed heavily. "You don't treat him like one... like he's regular , like he's normal, like he's every other kid." He stumbled over to the front door. If he couldn't convince her with that, then there was not point. "This is the way he can be one. Normal, regular, like every other kid..." He thought he might as well appeal to her POV as one last round fired off. But only fate can tell "...Friends."

..."I'll think about it" Her tone was bitter. Is it because she was actually considering what he said or maybe she honestly didn't want to hear it, she didn't know. Her mind was in the spin cycle. She just stood there glaring down at the sink, her tears had trickled down enough on to the dishes that laid dormant at the bottom of it. As she heard the door open then close, she slowly turned around.

Her legs gave out again as she seeped down to the floor, upset. She wasn't crying anymore, she didn't feel enraged any longer, just...upset.

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"Mom...Jin Mori...-"

She reached inside her pocket, pulling out something; it was Jin Mori's sleeping mask. She felt the warm cotton texture in her hands and between her fingers. It was one of three things she inherited from him.

Putting it over her face, she couldn't see anything, and she liked that, it was almost like she was sleeping. Only downfall was the fact she'd have to stop dreaming and trek trough the spiral tower that is life. The endless loop of falling on her head. Over and over.

"-...what am I suppose to do?"

It was strange, she could see their faces every time she wore this thing, but unlike most times she was reminded of them, this didn't make her feel sad at all. It was calming.

Soojin hadn't even noticed she was holding her breath ever since the old man left. So when she released it, she felt light in the head. And the darkness wasn't helping in this case. Pulling off the sleeping mask, she was met with the constant struggle and worry that was her life.

"I...I don't think I can do this alone..." She felt water rolling down her cheeks. She hadn't even realized the water works resumed. The idea of friends that could help her seemed too good to be true.

Daewi was a friend. That's because he was the first to lend her a hand. She initially thought he was trying to gain something, but over time she finally accepted him. Though she didn't like how he'd mention his personal life.

Taejin was the boy's great grandfather, she honestly held no more ill will towards the elder(besides the crap he pulled now).

Mansuk was her student slash servant...same with Bora, but those two are idiots, she hadn't seen them since yesterday when they brought her groceries.

Samuel was a good acquaintance of hers. Mainly cause their connection to Zeus. Though he doesn't even know Kyujin exist

Mujin, although a sneaky bastard, was more than enough help finding her this location and marking it off the map. Also doesn't even know Kyujin exist.

"Do I really need more than that...?" She had always thought to do it by herself, kinda like Jin Mori, and remain strong even when it killed her mentally, just like her Mother.

She rubbed something that was on her finger, it appeared like a ring. Looking closer at it, It was Jin Mori's Circlet, shrunken to the size of a ring. She never took it off. It made her laugh a bit, how people would constantly see it and think it's a wedding ring...she wished it was. To be even closer to him. It also made her head spin. Not in the way she liked.

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"I need a drink."

Hour and a Half later

Kyujin sat on the bed in his room, he watch outside the window, wishing he could see that bright big 'mango' again, but the trees blocked his view.

"How could I forget my breakfast...?" His stomach grumbled as he thought of the oatmeal. "But I'm too scared to even go get it-"

He instantly hush as he heard his door open. It was his mother, she looked uneven and her eyes; tired. She held a glass cup in her hand. A cup he normally saw her with when she was alone and didn't talk much. Unbeknownst to the boy, it was a drinking cup, filled with a mixture between a German Dark Chocolate Drink with Xocai(Foodista) and a White Chocolate Liqueur L'Antro dell'Alchimista. The stronger the attack, the better.

At least that's what she always thought.

How did she learn to make it? A certain french person she met way back when taught her. That was a story for later though...

"Hey...baby." Her tone was lazy, but her weary eyes were focused on the lad

He felt extremely nervous, he thought it best to just apologize even if he doesn't know what he did wrong. "Momma, I'm so-"

"Hey, c'mon lets go take a bath and get dressed."

"H-huh?" He honestly DIDN'T wanna ask why, the aura he felt when he questioned her MORE THAN ONCE today was enough for the boy not to. But this was just off guard. She has never hit the boy real seriously before, most of the times she raised her hand against him, it wasn't enough to make him cry. You know; smacks on the wrist and all that. Although she has never really used that type of discipline on the boy, he has heard stories from both her and Daewi about the discipline they have gotten before when they were his age.

She leaned on the door post for support. "Hey boy...c'mere, you telling me you don't want to go out?" Her tone was slurring quite a bit.

Go out?

The boy has never gone out before, well there was that one time, but that was an old mining yard that was abandoned. That was where she said her mother was 'resting'. But to go out again?

"Is-...is it alright?"

She reacted somewhat shocked(eyebrows raised), like she was wondering herself if it was, but the whole thought process couldn't be held up long enough because she was intoxicated, ultimately brushing it off with a chuckle. "Well I don't know... Maybe you should ask your VERY beautiful, very charming, still knocking them down hard, charismatic mother..."

The boy sat there silent, unsure of what to say next. Why his mother was talking like that is beyond him.

"Go on, ask her...I'll wait."

It wasn't a very fun game for him, maybe cause he didn't know the rules. "M-momma-"

"Nuh-Uhhhhh~~~

Her head dipped. She stayed silent for a whole 35 seconds before raising her head again.

"You forgot 'VERY beautiful' , 'very charming' , 'still knocking them down hard' , and 'charismatic'." She giggled. "Those are the most important."

Okay now he knew she was acting silly, but the boy couldn't help but smirk a little, despite feeling nervous. "But those are BIG words."

"You don't know you can do it til ya' try. Heh" She had a very smug look on her face, it wasn't very encouraging.

"VERY 'b-u-teh-full' , very 'ch-aar-men' , still knocking them hard , and 'chris-man-tick' momma...is it okay that we go out?" He gave her a wide smile, nothing like putting the icing on the cake. How could she resist?

"Yay~"Soojin gave a small clap then proceeded to bite her nail as if she was thinking hard on it even though she had already made up her mind prior.

"Hmmmm, yeah... sure. " She shrugged, turning to walk out the door, gesturing the boy to follow. "But you gotta bath and wash behind your ears first."

"Yes ma'am!" The lad hopped from his bead "Are we taking the Kinto-Nimbus?!" Following his mother's trail.

"Well we surely aren't walking there."Soojin scratched her head and chuckled very idiotic sounding.

"Where are we going?"

"To see..." She halted her walking. "...friends." The way the words left her mouth made it sound like the word was something new to her

She turned towards the boy, kneeling to his height. The boy stared at his mother's close face in surprise, flinching when she reached her hand out to touch his face. What was she doing? Reassuring herself that it wasn't still a dream. That the mask was off.

"M-mom-"

"Your mother wants you to know that you are the most important thing in her life, that without you, she wouldn't have a reason to live anymore, that you are worth more than herself." She pulled the boy into a warm embrace. The boy didn't understand what she meant. But he didn't like the down feeling of her aura. He gulped, trying not to cry. "And even if your father isn't here, that you are the third unintentional outcome that she'd never take back in a heart beat. And you are only in third because these are in order by date, cause if it weren't for that and it was by importance, you'd be number one"

Third? The boy didn't like to be last in things. "W-well what's the first?"

His mother gave a warm and reassuring smile to the boy "To kiddie it down for you to understand... the first unintentional outcome that I'd never take back was falling in love with your father." She stood back up slowly, cause remember, she's drunk, can't go about hurting herself by getting up quickly. "And if I were to order that by importance, it'd have third." She continued walking to the bathroom.

The boy followed soon after. "Well...what's the second on both importance and date."

Soojin didn't answer immediately, the though made her giggle and her face brighten up from it's gloomy alcohol induced state. "The one that ranked second on both would be... 'fighting' ...your father..." She almost cracked up on the last one.

The oblivious boy smiled, thinking it was like an innocent spar they had "Must have been a great fight."

"Boy you are not old enough to worry about that." She patted the boy on his head.

Kyujin pouted. He didn't like that, being told he wasn't old enough."How come, I see you and Daewi fight a lot outback when you think I'm not looking!"

Soojin quickly turned around, kneeling to the boy's level, "Yeeaaahhhhh-NO. Don't...don't you ever say it like that AGAIN." Her tone was threatening now. "Not when that type of context is present, you WILL INDEED give people the wrong idea, I REPEAT;WRONG. IDEA! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

The boy didn't say a thing, he just stood there and nodded .

"Good~" She stood straight up, wavering a little. "Mommy don't 'fight' with Daewi, he already has enough women to 'fight' with, I WILL NOT BE one of them." She stumbled over to the bathroom door. "I wish that bastard would, I'd take out that eye, dammit."

Overall. It was a heart warming moment, but the moment shifts tone when you realized she had to drown herself in hard alcohol just to go through with the fifth most painful choice she' s ever made.

Somewhere in the Eastern parts of Africa

A strange vortex opens up in the middle of an abandoned trading post. Six strange looking men hopped out. Gathered around and stood in front the portal, bowing on one knee, uttering a strange chant. Soon after, a mysterious figure draped in black came out on foot. "That is enough" and with a signal of his hand, they stood up.

One of the six spoke. "This doesn't appear to be Korea you m-"

"I know, I dropped us this far for a reason."

Plucking hair from his head, he released it into the wind "Show me to the offspring."

The hairs floated north.

"I see." A smog of cloud generated under the beings feat. "Follow the hairs Geun Du Eun...quickly. It may be our only key to finding him."

(TBC)

Author note:Yes yes, another one of these, loved writing this shit, it feels...human R&R wakawelcome!