"Mom?" I call.

Come on Goodfellow, of all these ideas you've ever had, this is by far the worst. But... nah it's worth it. When have I ever had a not so good idea that I didn't follow? I let out a breath. I know she'll come after me. Besides, I have a couple of questions I need answers. High answers that rattle my brain.

"Goodfellow, there you are." She calls.

I turn. My eyes narrow.

"What do you want mom?" I ask.

She leads onto the water's edge.

"You look so grown up." She says.

"Yeah... well you do age." I say.

"We don't." She moves her claw toward me.

"Yeah, you're right. But let's skip the small talk Mom. Why are you here?" I ask.

"Why not? I'm just looking for my brat of a creation, my child." She says.

That makes it quite terrifying. 

"Yeah, yeah. How'd you break the seal?" I ask.

I trapped you. It held for thousands of years. Why now did it break? It shouldn't have broken. I used every ounce of glamour I had. So... how did she do it? Should I have... maybe I underestimated her. How could I have underestimated the Goddess of all Chaos. She was there at the start of the world and the universe. Who am I kidding? She helped build the universe! 

"I have swallowed worlds. Doomed the fate of this rock for centuries. Your power is my power. How could it not have broken as you got older?" She growls.

"Wait..." I look at my shaking hands.

Have I...? Am I...?

"Is my power fading?" I look up at her.

She bursts into laughter. I jump. Did I say something funny? This is not funny! It's a terrifying thought of aging. What if I fade? I can't fade! I won't fade. Mom... you're pissing me off. I take out my daggers. I jump forward. She looks at me. She grabs me swiftly. Ow. I feel her slam her claw into the ground. Blood escapes my mouth.

"Calm down Goodfellow, son. It's not time yet." She growls.

"Puck!" I hear.

Nyx was running over. Oh crap. Goodfellow, do something!

"Nyx!" I yell in terror.