"Impostor?" Did he really just say that?

The boy before me wasted no time and was already running straight at me.

I kissed Ant's wet cheek and held him tight as I kicked Zain back. He trembled back and fell over something metal. It's metal noise clicked
against the ground as Zain's back and head met it.

There was a little remorse in me for hurting my baby, but at the same time he did call me an impostor. He also put hands on his brother when he should be protecting him.

"Stop it, Zain. You'll hurt yourself." I said as I approached him.

By the time I was standing before him, he was laying lifeless on the ground. Did I kick him too hard?? I didn't mean it!

Quickly, I put Ant on the ground and kneeled down to Zain. I anxiously shook him, "Zain, baby! Wake up!" I yelled in fear of loosing him.

His eyes opened and a short breath of relief left my mouth before a hot bone bruising pain shot through my side.

I looked down to my side and saw that Zain had kneed it. He took my weakened state as an advantage and stood up, he grabbed Ant's hand and backed away from me.

"You're not my mom, if you were-"

I lifted my shirt up and showed the stubborn child of mines my tattoo. The tattoo he helped design before I got it done.

He froze in shock as I got up. The pain I felt was slowing drifting away, having me feel much much better.

"Zain, I'm here. Mommy is here." I said as my voice cracked and I fought back my tears. I needed to show a strong front before I can break down and hug them.

Zain backed away and shook his head, "N-no, no, you're not my mommy. My mommy is dead!" He cried out before turning back and running away from me with his brother.

I indeed broke down, I knew it...they'd hate me.

~

Walking down the street with no where to go, I realized that I've lost my babies and will probably never get them back.

My broken heart repeatedly shattered as I replayed the events of what just happened over and over again.

Why did I do that? Why would I reveal to them that I'm alive?

I should've died...

The Professor's dirty plan tricked everyone into thinking I died. The sword Death pierced into my chest was laced with istselenie serum.

My babies will always think I'm dead. I'm dead to them.

I trudged down the streets in the shadows, my broken heart has left me emotionless. Heck, I'd probably do whatever the Professor wants me to do now. There's no point in fighting to come home when the people who are your home don't want you.

At least I have-

"Aye! I think that's her!" Someone yelled from behind me.

I was immediately grabbed onto and pulled into a car. A bag was placed over my head and my hands were quickly tied together.

Oh these idiotic fools. My fearless body remained still and played along with their stupid game.

I projected the scared innocent victim before them.

My dad would tell me to confuse the enemy, because when they're confused they don't know what to expect.

Twisting and turning, I tried to get out of the ropes that they tightly wrapped around my wrists.

"Stop moving, those ropes ain't going no where." A rough voice said.

Thugs. Lemme guess...the Red Skins.

Good, I hope their taking me to that lady. I wanna give her a piece of my mind.

"Let me go." I said to them.

I heard someone scoff before getting really close to my ears and whispered, "No."

Fine then so be it, I'll kill all of them after I get my talk with their boss.

~

We took a short drive before arriving to our destination. They maneuvered me around, having me turn corners and going down a case of stairs.

I was now standing still along with those who kidnapped me. The brown paper bag was lifted off my head, having the lights blind my eyes.

Closing my eyes, I controlled my gray dilating pupils that were ready to present themselves over my brown ones.

There's no need to be turning anyone into stone right now, so go away.

"Who are you?" A stern voice said.

Opening my eyes, I saw the lady from this morning. She stood calmly before me with her hands in the pockets of her large black fur coat.

I looked around and saw that little boy who had beat my son earlier. He was sitting at a table and writing something down on a piece of paper. He's probably doing homework since his back pack is openly sitting beside him.

Boxes on top of boxes filled up half the room, and the smell of weed evaded the oxygen levels in here.

We were in a basement, the basement of someone's house. I'm in they're stash house, bingo.

"Hey! I'm talking to you." The lady said as she grew impatient of me not answering her first question.

"The Red Skins...I see that they've expanded. Last I saw them was in Georgia." I saw lowly.

Looking at everyone's face in here, I recognize no one. None of the legendary Jackson brothers were here, there should be 3 of them remaining.

The lady took a step towards me, "What info do you got on us?" She asked.

I shrugged my shoulders, "You should know the history of this gang. If you did then you'd recognize me." I said with a small smirk on my face.

I may have been the Key to the Royals but my title for the Red Skins was what I loved to go by. They called me their Queen.

The first Queen and possibly the last, there's pictures of me in their stupid photo album. If this lady had looked through it or even knows about the history of her gang then she'd be bowing to me.

The lady scoffed and took two more steps my way, "I know my history but do you know me? Matter of a fact, do you know my ex-husband?"

"I'm guessing he was in charge." I said bored outta my mind.

She moved once again and was eye to eye with me, "Have you heard of the name, Dondi?"

Dondi?! Oh please don't tell me you married that fool. "If you married Dondi, you're a fucking idiot. He cheats as a fucking sport." I said

Dondi was one of Miki's older brothers and he was also Jhak's best friend. I'm surprised that Dondi even decided to get married, he said it himself, "I can't stay loyal to one pussy. I love all of my bitches."

The lady raised her hand to slam me but I caught her wrist, preventing her from touching me.

"Let's get one thing straight here, your title means nothing to me. I could kill you in a second especially for messing with my kids." I said getting annoyed by her.

She rose a brow at me for mentioning my kids, "Kids? You don't seem like someone who has kids. Shouldn't you be worried about coming up with money to buy more drugs?"

Her disrespectful tone and words had me react instantly. Dropping her wrist, I moved my hands to wrap around her neck and gripped it tightly.

All of her little henchmen raised their guns at me, ready to shoot. "Anybody whose trigger happy will be the cause of her death." I said as I kept my eye on the lady.

She sinisterly smiled at me, enjoying that I'm  choking her. Fucking weirdo.

"Leave Zain and Ant alone." I said before letting go of her. I turned to leave when she grabbed my arm.

Looking back, I saw her smiling even wider.

"I know who you are."