Rise of the Demon Wolf

It was on a Monday and Blade was in Deepoak Grove Hospital in his bed awaiting the doctors to come and tell him his fate. His mother, Maddy Dickens was in the room with him lying by his side on the bed. He always felt heartbroken to see his mother like this. She had gone through enough loosing her husband about five years back and immediately Blade became diagnosed with leukemia.

Upon several visits to the hospital, the doctors soon found out that he had developed a brain tumor that couldn't be operated on due to its positioning in his skull. His mother was fast asleep and he was sure that she has spent the night by his side.

The only thing that he remembers from the previous night was that he was at home having dinner with his mom when it started. At first he felt a sharp pain in his head which made him drop the bowl that he had in his hands. Nothing could describe the kind of pain that he felt. It was like someone had taken a steel pole which was red hot form being placed in fire, then having that pole driven through his skull.

He held his head in agony as the pain started coming in rhythms, like a heartbeat. With each beat worse than the previous one. His mother immediately noticed what was happening and rushed to his side trying to know what was going on.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"The pain, it's too much," he said as he fell to his knees with both hands holding his head. He often had migraines but this was like nothing he had ever experienced. His mother noticing how serious this was, called for an ambulance. The pain became too much that he let out a blood curling scream which made his mother jump back with tears on her face.

She didn't know what to do and it really pained her to see her child suffering and there was nothing that she could do to help him. She then realized that Blade's breathing started to subside slowly.

"Is it going down?" She asked

"Yes," Blade said with a look of fear in his eyes.

When he raised his eyes to look at his mother he saw the look of concern on her face change slowly from concern to absolute terror.

"What's wrong?" He asked as he looked at what she was looking at. But she couldn't speak making him to start getting alarmed.

With shaking hands, she touched her upper lip in a way that meant that he should do the same. He slowly raised his hand and touched above this lip below his nose. He touched something sticky and slippery.

Using his index and middle finger he touched again and brought the hand to the front of his face to see what it was. His immediately started to panick when his eyes locked on to blood. He was nose bleeding. It is then that he suddenly felt light-headed as he heard an ambulance wailing in the distance.

His vision got blurry and before he knew it, he was falling to the ground. All that he could hear was his mother by his side trying to keep him awake. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in one of the hospital beds with his mother by his side.

It was morning and he was in hospital clothing since he remembers hazzily that he nosebled after falling down before loosing consiousness staining staining his shirt. He still felt a bit light-headed and his vision still hazy.

"Hey mom," he said in a low voice as he gently put his hand in her to get her to wake up. She stirred a bit trying to shake the cobwebs from her face and look up to him.

"You're awake," she said as she got up and say next to him on the bed.

"Yeah, don't tell me you slept here the whole time," Blade said with a chuckle.

"Well where did you expect me to go?" She asked as she placed a kiss on his head.

"To an actual bed, not a hospital bed." he replied as he looked around.

"I couldn't go back home, not when my baby is here," she said as she stroked his hair.

"I'm feeling much better now mom, better than yesterday actually," Blade said with a smile on his face.

"Never scare me like that ok. Promise me that" she told him.

"What happened exactly? I still feel like I just came from a party and had a lot to drink. That hangover feeling," Blade said.

"You don't remember?" She asked him.

"All I remember is the excruciating pain when we were about to have dinner, the rest is much of a mirage in my head," Blade replied.

"Well apart from a scream that you gave out, you started nose bleeding and literally passed out in my arms. You gave me the scare of a century young man," she said as she looked at him trying not to cry.

"I'm much better now mom, apart from being a banshee..." He said as he gave her a soft smile.

"You always give me a reason to smile,no matter the circumstances," she said with a half smile as she watched Blade wipe a tear from her cheek using his hand.

"In the darkest of nights, there's always a star in the night sky shining. Why wouldn't I see a reason to smile once in a while when I have the best mother in the world," he told her as he heard a knock on the door. His mother turned around and saw that it was the doctor standing outside.

"Can I please see you, in private" the doctor said.

"You can tell me what you want to tell me in the presence of my son," she said.

"I think it's best that you hear it in private" the doctor replied.

"It's ok mom, just hear what he has to say," Blade said as he gave his mother a reassuring look.

Maddy walked outside with the doctor to listen to what he had to say. But it was evident from the look on the doctor's face that all was not well. She could see distress all over the doctor's face, he was clearly trying to figure out how to break the news to her.

"Well don't keep me waiting, what did you want to tell me so bad that you couldn't tell me while I was with my son?" She asked.

"I'm still trying to grasp how to let you know what we found out." The doctor said with a sigh of relief that you get when someone is about to drop a bombshell on you.

"Tell be already," she said now starting to get worried.

"Mrs Bradshaw, you know how your son was given a few months to live?" The doctor asked.

"First of all, I don't go by that name anymore. My son uses it because that's the only thing that he got from his father that he never wanted to lose. Second of all, yes, I do remember to doctors spelling doom on my child in clear bold words. So what about it?"s