Chapter 6: Tears of a Crow

Endless stars filled the night sky, different shades of blues mixed together. Crow laid in a tree and starred up into them. His muscular body stretched out on the thick branch. He was taking some time to himself.

A deep sigh escaped from him. "Mom, where are you when I need you? Tell me something…do you think it's good what I'm doing here?" he was talking into the stars.

"Will I ever find her, what am I supposed to do?" He was deep in thought of his mother.

Then thoughts of a demon came to his mind. A man, tall and muscular with brown hair and hazel eyes still lingered in his heart…

It was dark and rainy night. His mother was crying in the bathroom. He stood in the doorway of his parent's room. He woke from the screaming and crying. His dad was packing clothes,

"Daddy?" he asked…he was only 6.

"Oh…shit…uh hey man. Uh Daddy is going away for a while so I want you to be the big man and watch out for your mother. Please be good." His eyes were red and whisky was on his breath. He hugged him and kissed his forehead for the last time. But no matter what the pain and no matter how big it was, his mother was always there to heal it.

Her long black hair and her beautiful brown eyes…she was soft and pale, a very sweet and kind person. She always had a smile on her face and brightness in her heart. Except for that night...

Crow jumped down from the tree and walked down a trail. He kept remembering what his grandma said the night his mother died.

"Look sweetie, it's your baby sister. Isn't she beautiful?" His grandma rocked her in her arms with tears flowing down here eyes.

"Yeah, she's pretty. Grandma, why are you crying?" he said he was only 11 at the time.

His grandmother's brown eyes began to water more and then came the sobbing. She still rocked the baby in her arms. White strands of hair flowed in front of her face. She handed the baby to the nurse and asked for a moment alone.

"Uh, sweetie remember when mommy told you that sometimes people go to sleep forever?" she asked holding his hands.

"Yeah, they go to heaven." He smiled brightly. His grandma looked away and covered her mouth.

"Yes-yes they do…well that's where your mommy is right now." She wiped away some of the tears but more just took it's place.

The young boy's eyes were wide and for a moment his heart skipped. "Mom-mommy's gone?" his eyes went side to side while taking in the news.

"Yes, sweetie I'm so sorry." She tried to take him in her arms, but he backed away from her.

He took one last look and ran out the hospital. The cops never found him. And announced him dead.

The last thing he heard from his grandma was:

"ADAM!"…Adam, that's how he remembered who he was. If he ever forgot he just remember his grandmother yelling his name.

When he was 16he had heard about an Elder woman getting gunned down in Gothem City. She was killed. The woman's name was:

Judy Matters, the guardian of Regan Matters. Regan was the name of his little sister. The child was put in a foster home at the age of 5. Adam (Crow) would watch her. Every foster home she went to he always followed.

When Regan was 13 she ran away from a foster home that had abusive foster parents. Adam had lost her.

Crow was now 28. And had no clue where his sister was. But he promised on his mother's grave to find her. It has been 4 years since then. Regan would be 17 now.

He was there to see his sister grow, although she didn't know it.

He walked up the trail deeper into the woods. He looked out on to the city and saw beauty…beauty that he wanted to crush in his hand. He was angry…all he wanted was his family. His sister, his mom, his dad. Something to call a family.

As he looked onto the beauty, tears flowed down from his eyes.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Yeah ew... I know it sucked...it's 6:00a.m.and I'm tired...but i didn't want to keep you guys waiting. well this isn't all that great...so u don't have to review. Well I'm sleepy next chapter will be better. L8er