Present Hour...

"Puck... what are you saying?" Ash asks.

"I told you the truth. Something that I've kept for... ever basically." I look down.

The wind chills my back. I never thought this would happen. I grip my hands. They were shaking like crazy. Never expected this would come back to bite me seriously on the ass. I honestly would have preferred to keep this to myself. I should have buried this long ago, my origin story is choked in blood and wrapped in a blanket of chaos. 

"I think I get it Goodfellow." Grimalkin creeps in.

"You get nothing furry." I spit in his face.

"You call that creature mother; she birthed you and gave you that scar." Grimalkin points at my scar with his paw.

"Well, you get half of it surprisingly." I say.

"But you're fey." Nyx says gesturing at my long pointy ears.

"Actually, I kind of lied." I scratch my ear.

"What do you mean lied Puck?" Nyx kneels down to me.

"I... I'm only half fey. My father was fey. Don't know what happened to him. Don't care. I just hate him for having sex with the mother of all Chaos." I say.

Don't get me wrong, I love the power I have. I love the pranks and the mischief, but a small part of me... hates him. Despises him even though I never met him. I don't know him, and I hope to never have him. I don't care abbot him. I hope he burns in Hell or Mom ate him. He had sex with her. I don't even want to think about how wacky that is. I sit back.

"She is your mother? Why didn't you tell us?" Ash asks.

"Let me ask you this ice boy, how would you begin to say that your mother is the monster of all chaos? How can I just say that I was born from blood. I was born to be a monster. I am the harbinger of chaos. My childhood can be summed up in one word- bloodshed." I sigh.

From the day I was born I have been a monster. I have seen her devour and destroy kingdoms. I was just a boy, and I would see my mom come home from late night workdays, caked in blood. Her wolf heads dragging bodies. I didn't understand but now I do. 

"So... yeah. That's my story." I feel my eyes drip with tears.

Nyx puts her hand on my cheek. I look at her in surprise.

"We'll figure it out Goodfellow." She smiles.

"You don't even know her like I do." I say.

"Then, you better explain it to us." She says.