Writer's pov

"Clark!!" Thanatos called his name, but Clark isn't moving.

Not that he doesn't wanna move, but he's in shock and can't react. Thanatos pushed him away, but he wasn't fast enough.

The bullet hit him (Thanatos) and went through his chest, just an inch away from his heart.

Thanatos gasped loudly in pain, he aimed randomly and shot at whoever shot him... he clung on his bleeding chest.

"Thana.. I think we should retreat and think of another plan" Clark said worriedly.

Thanatos focused his gaze on the retirement home ahead of him, he shook his head in disagreement.

"We must get my mom out today!" He got...