Ow. Ow. I could have probably expected that. I should probably have stabbed her. That was stupid. Her claw pins me to the ground. I glare up at her. So, you're not even caring that I bled my heart out? You're damn cruel Mother of all Chaos. I take out a dagger and I stab her hand.

"Like a bee sting." She growls.

"Just be patient Mom." I hiss.

It bursts in fire. I used my glamour. She yanks her claw back.

"Feeling hot ay old mom?" I ask.

"Amusing words for your last." She growls.

"No... I tried to do this the nice way." I summon my glamour.

Bring me the roots. Tie her down. Please. If any trees or roots are alive still, help me. I bite my lip. I hear the rocks. I hear the tree roots shoot up and grab her by the wolf's head. She yelps. I drive my dagger into her arm. She yelps and throws me in the air. I almost get thrown off. There's a lot of G-force. It's worse than ridding a 300-ton bull or hydra. I've ridden plenty of those before and this was by far the worst. I look at her chest. My eyes narrow. I rip the dagger out.

I start running up her arm. I hear the wolf heads coming up. Hopefully the tree roots can latch onto her well enough. A wolf's head opens its jaws at me. I create a ball of fire in my hand. Here's your lunch. I throw it in its mouth. She roars in pain.  How does that feel Mom?! Oh crap. She roars in my face. I get pushed off her arm. Her claw slams down onto me again. I yelp and blood splatters on her arm. 

"Child stop it." She says.

"Never." I cough.

I rip myself from her. I climb onto her arm again. I see her chest area. I ignite my glamour like how I did back then. My hair starts rising. It's over Mom. I'm done trying to make amends with you. I am not the villain here. You are. You have always been the villain. I am not the villain. I am not Robin Goodfellow. I am Puck. I am always Puck.