Jaxon sat with Aunt Cecelia, his foster mother, in their cozy home. She looked at him with concern etched on her face and he noticed, making him flash a teasing smile, "Mom, why the face? You've been looking at me like that since I got back."

"Who the hell told you it was a good idea to follow a whole army of vampires back to their have? Don't you think before you do things sometimes?" She complained.

"Oh mom, I was only performing my duty."

"Which kind of duty is that? Nobody has done it and you thought you could because you're some super hero, right?"

"Mom, I'm here and...