I grumble all the way downstairs. I thought of my deranged evil mother all the time. My head hurts practically. I bite my lip. I've thought of nothing but a dark truth, I will never be free. I am bound to her no matter which way I look. I grip my chest. As long as she's out there, causing chaos, I will never be free.

"You look unhappy." Nyx was waiting for me. 

"Well... yeah, busy last couple days for me." I admit.

"That's a nice way to put it." Nyx says.

"I know. I know." I sigh. 

I run my fingers through my hair.

"I'm starving, how about you?" I ask.

"Well... I could eat." She shrugs.

"Very descriptive answer." I sigh.

"Good to see you up and about instead of sulking Goodfellow." I turn.

"Well... you know me Ice boy. I always have a good mood when there's food." I say.

"Listen, about last night-" Ash starts.

"Water under the bridge." I say.

I turn and walk into the dining room. Meghan and Grimalkin were already there. They sat on a wide table. I jump down. from the high stairs. I dust myself off. I get hungry easily. I've tried just about every type of food. I'm a man with high taste but I don't mind eating really anything. I grab a muffin from the tray. I bite into it without thinking of the flavor or anything else really.

"It is rare to see you act so peckish Goodfellow." I hear.

I turn in surprise. My eyes light up.

"Mabe! What are you doing here?!" I ask.

"Just heard about your... family." Her eyes narrow.

"Yeah, my family. Believe me I was not expecting her to be free." I let it slip out.

"Free?" She looks at me.

Her eyes squint and she arches forward. I slap my face.

"Ghay! Never mind! Forget I said anything!" I yelp.

"What is it Puck?" Meghan asks.

"Help! Help! Help!" A guard yells.

We all turn. An iron fey runs over to us. Meghan stands up. Grimalkin arches his back. The iron fey was glowing red. My eyes narrow. Clever spell mom. The spell of burning inferno. Burning victims. I summon my glamour in my hands. I walk over to him. Sorry mom, I know how to contain it however, but... this was different.  He grabs my neck suddenly. I jump. He raises me up. His hand feels like fire mixed with iron.

"Puck!" Nyx yells.

"What... what do you want?" I choke out.

"Your mother... she...she... she's waiting for you at Crimson Creek." He says.

I feel him burning. Uh-oh. This is bad. This is very bad. I have to summon my glamour. I summon it once again and manage to free myself. I jump back. His skin was starting to crack his eyes pop out. Oh boy. I create a shield in front of all of us. He explodes in fire and blood.