Eight Years Later

Katrina's POV

I sighed deeply, even though my eyes were close I knew it was going to be a hard day to get through.

I could already feel the pain and aching echoing through my body.

My mind drifting towards consciousness, as I felt on all the strings my power was desperately trying to keep a hold of.

"Cushioning .... syphoning ... softening ... whatever you want to call it. I was doing it. Listen closely, when you were young I created a string between you and I, it allowed me to pull your powers to me, keep them locked up. Which is why you never had any incidents as a kid, not until you met your Protector-Mate who pretty much shitted on my string and gave you more pull than I had ever actually given you. Now that I'm gone, all those powers are going to hit you, all those powers ... and my own" she finished, before shrugging at my dumbfounded face, "just a tip I thought you ought to keep in your back pocket for ... later" she shrugged.

Really fucking funny Nana K, really fucking funny.

She knew I was pregnant the whole time, which is why she gave me that tid-bit of information.

All those years ago, and even now I still have it ring through my head, more so on the days where my body physically feels like its holding on by a thread.

Nana K had given some great advice that day.

I ended up having to pull power from all four of my children, each and everyone of them had a bit of my power embedded inside of them.

And I had connected each of them to me in order to make sure they couldn't access that power.

Although Katya had given me some insight on how to do it, she had left out a small little miniature detail.

It hurt.

Like chronic pain.

Constantly and nearly daily.

It hurt.

It was like having some continuously stretch your skin, you mind, and your body, all day everyday, and it was horrible.

Some days when I was able to build up strength I had a tighter grip on things, but other days, days like today, it physically hurt to breathe.

It wouldn't be so bad, but Blake had such a supreme amount of power inside of her, that holding onto hers and mine, plus my other children, it felt like swallowing a hot rod.

At first, we didn't think we would need it.

Blake had been such a calm baby, so mellow, versus Bast who had quite literally given Blue and I grey hairs.

I had taken Bast's Source power a little before his first birthday, right after he had been playing outside and somehow managed to completely cut in half all fifty trees that were at the park we had taken him too.

His powers had diminished slightly, making him more easier to handle, and it hadn't put much of a strain on me at all.

Blake was a different story.

She was usually so calm and collected, with some passive aggressive nature, which was to be expected if you knew her father.

But one day she had had a tantrum, around her first birthday.

A normal child tantrum that had turned into Blake having to grab all of us and fly us through our front windows in order to stop us from sliding off the side of cliff along with our house.

Blake had crumbled the hillside, I remember the hundreds of strikes of lightning come flashing down onto the ocean as we hovered, watching our house sink.

Holding her power had made her incredibly less volatile with her powers, but it felt like I had been hit my a truck.

But still somewhat manageable, until we had our last two kids.

A year later came Bane, who's power had been a step down from Bast's, and then a year after that was Belen's had felt like I had been filled to the brim with power and was choking on it.

Even though Belen had been born with no manifestation of power, tying her to me had seemed to weaken me horribly.

But overall, Blake's powers were the worse, the one string that was hardest to hold down.

And if it wasn't for Blue, I would probably end up staying in bed all day, just trying desperately not to move.

I peeled my eyes open slowly, wincing slightly from the sun light blasting in my face.

My eyes slowly looked over at the clock to show that it was already 7 AM.

Fucking perfect.

Blue's spot was already cold, but I knew he usually got up around 4:30, to train with Belen, Bane, and Bast. At 5:30 he got Blake and together they trained alone.

I slowly dragged myself out of bed, and dragged myself downstairs in our rebuilt home.

We were still at the cliffs, just further away, and this house was substantially bigger since we nearly always had guests, that and Blue thought he was getting six kids out of me.

I tried not to limp as I stepped out into the kitchen, feeling four sets of eyes immediately turn to me, perking up.

I smiled at my family.

Pony sat leaned back in his chair, his little half smile on his face as his eyes took me in. He was a full grown man now, by 18 he looked 25, and his appearance had not changed at all since then, and he was 21. He had his blond hair cropped short, his face clean shaven.

He had been staying with us for the past few months. He had moved out at 18 to go live at the school full time, since he worked there not only as a teacher but also as a recruiter. It was his job to go out and find any young Supers who needed help, who needed a place to belong.

He claimed that he missed us, so he had been staying with us for a while now, much to Blue's dismay.

But I knew he was really having an existential crisis: what girl to pick.

"Morning Pony" I smiled over at him, my mind flashing to the first time I met him, and that battle royale we had in Blue's lair.

He looked so different now, it nearly made me want to cry.

"Morning Mom, can I get extra bacon this morning?" he gave me his stupid little smile that usually got me to bend to his will every time.

I sighed with an eye roll before looking over at my spitfire daughter, Belen.

If I thought Blake was like Blue, I had been sorely mistaken.

Blake was the calm side of Blue, although she had his temper it took a while to get her there.

Belen on the other hand ... well lets just say that if I hadn't shoved her out of my body, I would think Blue had spit the girl out himself.

And he absolutely adored how fucking violent she was.

Just like him.

I smiled down at her cute little face, her curly hair, a lot like my own was pulled back into a hazardous ponytail, and she was covered in dirt and grass. Her light brown eyes were narrowed up at Pony in distrust, looking so much like Blue it nearly made me loose my breath.

My trouble maker.

"Good morning Bel" I tried to distract her, before she attacked Pony, for the millionth time.

Her little six year old body slowly turned to me, and pierced me with her horribly bright eyes, that resembled Blue's.

One thing about Super children that I was completely unprepared for was their quick and fast mental capacity.

So even though Belen was only six, she answered and looked at me with the mindset of a 26 year old.

Though she go back to acting all of six years, in a second flat.

"Morning Mana, you will not make Po any bacon, yes?" she snapped looking over at Pony like he was the devil as he smirked down at her, looking horribly like Blue.

These kids were trying to kill me.

I sighed, "and why would I not make your brother bacon?"

She immediately jumped onto her chair, standing so she was looking down at Pony as an intimidation factor that her psycho father had taught her, "because he drank all my orange juice, and adelfos deserves death" she seethed.

I sighed deeply, "off the chair. Don't say your brother deserves death, Belen, its extremely creepy" I rolled my eyes, turning the stove on reaching into the fridge for the eggs and bacon.

Pony snorted, "she's just mad that I outran her this morning during training, isn't that right little Bel-Bel".

I watched as my six year old daughter snatched a butter knife off the table and fling it at Pony's face.

Pony chuckled as he caught it from embedding in his skull, "too slow" he mocked her.

I continued to crack open the eggs as Belen huffed before full on wailing and rushing out of the kitchen.

"You know she's probably going to try to set your clothes on fire ... again" my second son, Bane commented calmly as he looked over at Pony in expectancy.

Pony groaned before standing up and dragging himself out the kitchen after Belen, "BELEN PUT THE LIGHTER DOWN" he bellowed before I heard the sounds of stomping feet and running.

I turned to Bane, he sat calmly in his seat, his eyes watching me closely as I worked around the kitchen. He looked so much like Blue as well, it honestly was depressing, all my kids looked like him.

But Bane was by far the most sweet and kind out of all my demon spawn.

He was a bit quiet, but he always had thoughts on certain situations.

His anger was very quiet, which I have no clue where he got that from.

He was just a super mellowed out kid, very mature compared to his siblings, including the 21 year old who just antagonized a six year old with explosive anger issues.

"How did you sleep Bane?" I asked him, watching a smile break over his face.

"Good, but I beat Bastiaan this morning in training, he cried" Bane smiled brightly showing his one missing tooth in the front.

I chuckled as Bast gave him a dirty look, "he cheated Mana!" Bast cried out, looking angry as he glared at his younger brother.

I smirked entertaining them, "did you cheat Bane?" I asked looking up at them at the table.

Bane nodded proudly, "yes, but Bast cheated too, I just cheated better, which is why he is so mad, like a baby" Bane cackled looking at his older brother who slowly started to laugh with his younger brother.

Those two were inseparable.

No matter what fight they got into, they always got back on track.

Bast was wild and easily tempered, while Bane was calm and collected.

They were complete opposites, but they equaled the other out.

Anyone could clearly see how much they loved one another, and it made my heart swell.

"You two are silly" I tutted at them, making them laugh more at me.

"You look silly Mana, you're hair is trying to touch the sky" Bast snorted, making him and his little brother burst into another fit of laughter.

Laugh now, but guess who will be laughing when I drop you both off at school.

Ha-ha to that.

I just gave them both little glares, "ha-ha, you're so funny" I mumbled drily, which only made them laugh even more. "Eat buggers" I smirked over at them.

I know.

My comebacks have taken a huge dial back.

But after a long conversation with Blue, we decided saying things like eat shit when our kids made fun of us should probably be off limits.

Probably.

Didn't mean it never happened.

Just that it probably shouldn't.

But even with all the shit we'd had to go through, the problems with the school, me finding out that Blue had gone completely mental and kidnapped the majority of the remaining Firsts, even with everything we'd gone through.

Every day with him was amazing.

Nothing short of pure happiness.

Sure we had problems.

Some of the remaining Supers who had found out about the fall of Cirron and his batch of bitches weren't extremely happy with Blue, so they had once or twice tried to bomb our cars, set buildings on fire, assassination attempts.

It really hasn't been an easy life.

And when a group of Supers realized I was alive, and that Blue and I had kids, well ... lets just say we'd been getting death threats for a while now.

Which is why our children had been training with Blue since they could walk and talk, which was the majority of their lives.

And it fucking sucked.

I felt horrible about it, felt like it was my fault that they had to learn how to be warriors instead of children.

We'd been attacked multiple times through the years, I once even was taken.

As fucking depressing as that was.

The worse part was when Blue did finally show up to retrieve me, with the ransom being our own kids, he laughed his ass off in front of the group of twenty men who had taken me.

The fucking memories we have.

Belen, Bane, and Bast all had weird spidey senses and had each come to me and talked about their lives.

Yes, my 8 year old, my 7 year old and my 6 year old had each come up to me and spoken to me about how they could see how guilty I felt.

Some days I wished they were normal-ish, but I wouldn't trade them in for the world.

Belen had sat down next to me and told me that she understood why we had to live our lives the way we do. That she loved her life, and even though sometimes it was scary, she wouldn't trade it for the world.

That she loved me and Papa so much, and she was thankful we were her parents.

Blue of course found me ten minutes later in a corner crying while clutching baby pictures to my chest like a crazy person.

The only one who really worried me was Blake.

She got so angry sometimes.

She hated her life here, and wasn't afraid to talk about it when given the chance.

She hated training with her father, and she hated how we pressed her to always control her powers, so much so that she hated even having them.

She hated being different and needing to work hard to control it, and I think she blames us for that.

Her anger consumed her most days, and her words were like knives when she wanted them to be.

I had hoped having girls, I wouldn't have to deal with behavioral issues until the teen years, but I was so fucking wrong.

Blake could say the meanest shit that could make you want to break down and cry, while Belen was aggressive as hell, and constantly ready to fight.

My children.

I knew it cut me to have them live like this, so it burned Blue to have to make them like this.

He tried to hide it, sweep it under the rug, but when Blake bellowed at him I knew it hurt him. He loved each and everyone of our kids so much, and he'd die to protect them.

Both of us would.

Hell, both of us nearly had.

The front door slammed, nearly making the whole house shake.

Pony and Belen slowly paddled into the kitchen, one of Pony's eyes brows was singed off, while Belen had another lighter in her small hand.

Great.

We all turned to the front door to watch Blake come stomping through, her hair and clothes covering in a thick layer of mud, and her eyes burning that bright white, just like her Father's.

Blue swore she looked just like me, but I honestly thought she was much more beautiful than me. Her face was shaped just like Blue's mom and her hair was so much thicker and longer than mine, but Blue swore it was like looking at a smaller me with twice as many anger issues.

I stared her down as she glared around the silent room, "Blake, we don't slam doors" I glared back at her.

Lesson number one about having kids.

They smell fear and they take advantage of it.

Every time.

She growled as she glared back at me, looking throughly pissed, "I HATE ALL OF YOU!" she screeched at an all time high, before spinning around and stomping upstairs towards her room.

"Leaving for school in thirty, Blake!" I screamed up the stairs.

The lights flickered around the house.

"I never thought that someone could out terrify Doom, but I-" the door slammed open before being crushed shut, making the floor shake.

Blue came thundering inside the house, his hair nearly shaved all the way off, his face crunched with anger and his eyes holding hells fire.

"Where the fuck did she go" he snapped, angry.

This was no new routine, Blue and Blake had been going toe to toe for the past year now and it was only getting worse.

Its was like putting two bears in a ring.

My whole body suddenly relaxed as Blue tugged nearly all the power inside of my body, out and into his.

Where I struggled to hold it up, it seemed to almost inflate him.

It was like drinking fresh air, my whole body suddenly sang, a true smile pulling across my face, as I looked back to my raging husband.

"That little shit, shoved me off the side of the fucking cliff. Again" he bellowed, while our sons dropped their faces into the kitchen table and died quietly laughing.

Belen's eyes narrowed and she shoved past Pony with enough force to nearly sending him on his ass, "Papa, what did Blake do to you? I will end her, I just need the car" she snapped, looking down evilly at her small hands that were clutched into fists.

I glared back at her, "you get behind another wheel and I'll run you over myself" I warned her.

Five car accidents and she hadn't even hit seven yet.

She smirked up at me, looking just like her father, "you're just jealous I have more points than you, Mana" she mocked.

Teach a child a harmless game and she turns into who can run their siblings over the most.

I pointed at her in warning, "I'm serious Belen, you almost killed Bast last time" I snapped at her.

"Bast? What about me? I'm the one she actually hit! And I'm still wondering how she reached the fucking gas pedal" Pony cried out.

Belen looked back at him, a smile on her cute little face, "magic, horse face".

Here we go.

Remember how I said kids could be mean.

Well clear example.

You give a cool kid a name like Pony Boy and what do my evil ass kids do with it?

Give poor Pony a complex.

Pony went bright red, "call me horse face again, and I'll cut all your hair off, you demon" he snapped, his voice going higher and higher as he spoke.

Belen smirked like a class A Villain, "does Rava call you horse face?" she sang.

Pony's mouth dropped, "shut up!"

Belen cackled, "or does Zara call you horse face now? Which girl do you loooove?" she drawled, a high pitched laugh of pure evil and amusement shaking her small body.

Remember Pony's crisis? Well that was it. He was in love with two girls, had been for a while now, and had absolutely not clue what to do about it.

One day Blue had dragged Pony and I down to the park to meet his friend.

We both thought he was lying, especially since no one could consciously like Blue, unless you were me, but we've already established my shitty decision skills.

Come to find out he really did have a friend.

A beautiful girl with bouncy curly hair and the sweetest smile that could make you just melt.

Pony had been struck stupid when we went to meet her, she was so adorable, and over the years they'd became friends.

Then Zara came into their friend group, one day tagging along with Pony to go hang out with Rava.

The two girls were so different, one was human and the other Super, but they acted like sister, and with Pony finishing off the group, those three had become the best of friends.

Then puberty hit and fucked everything up.

Zara suddenly had feelings for Pony and someone kissed someone, and even though I didn't have the whole story I knew Pony was having heart palpitations if he thought about either one of the girls and the word love in the same sentence.

The tension when those three were around each other was so thick, but they all had come to some stupid unspoken understanding where they just weren't going to say anything, so who was I to say anything especially like, 'this is stupid and you three just need to talk it out', but no one ever listens to me.

Bast and Bane looked at each other before they started chanting "horse-face" at the top of their lungs, while banging their fists into the counter.

I sighed, "Belen, leave Pony alone" I finished, pulling the finished food out of the oven and putting it on plates before placing it on the kitchen counter, trying to not watch as Pony used his powers to yank the chairs out from under both Bast and Bane.

Bast's little body when tumbling ass first to the ground, while Bane hovered in the air still laughing his ass off.

I walked over towards Blue who was staring blankly as Bast dropped his arm out, bring forth his whip of pure lightning and flinging it at Pony's leg, before yanking, sending Pony falling backwards on his ass.

Belen pounced immediately throwing punches as she stood overtop of Pony and aimed for his throat, while screaming.

I leaned my face into Blue's chest, loving how solid he felt against me, his heart beating solid and steady in his chest.

"Dumbass kids" he muttered as he watched them continue to physically assault one another, that spark of love undeniable in his eyes though.

I tried not to turn and look as Belen's body went flying through the air out of the side of my eye.

"How was training?" I mumbled up, looking at him as his eyes narrowed and he started to unconsciously run his hands up and down my back.

"Why did we have so many kids, I never agreed to this" he hissed, still watching the battle happening behind me.

I scoffed, looking up at his face, "thats rich coming from the guy who claims to not know how to put on a condom".

He gave me a blank look, "I don't"

"Trust me, I know, four kids later" I replied rolling my eyes at him.

He flicked me dead center in the middle of my forehead, nearly making my eyes pop out of my skull with the force.

I hiss trying to pull away from his evil ass while pressing my palms to my forehead, "you mother fuc-"

"Now, now Katty, no cussing in front of the kids" he smirked back down at me, all anger disappearing out of his bipolar ass.

"You just called your eldest daughter a shit" I tutted.

He shrugged, "thats not a cuss word, is it Belen?" he smirked looking down at our daughter who had her jaw clamped onto Pony's ear as he screeched in pain.

She pulled away and came rushing over to us, eyes bright and shining as she stared up at her number one hero in the entire world.

Makes me sick.

"No Papa, it isn't" she nodded along quickly, smiling up brightly at him.

"Ass kisser" I coughed.

Belen pressed against my leg, before full on shoving me off of Blue, stepping in between up and throwing her arms up desperately so that he would pick her up.

And like the little weak shit he is, Blue immediately bent down to pull her up into his arms.

Belen wrapped her arms around his neck like her life depended on it, as she cuddled in his arms.

My eyes were rolling my marbles in my head.

You would think she'd favor the parent that sat through five hours of torturous pain to push her out into this world, but no.

"Alright you freaks, hurry up and eat so that I can drop you off at school and get eight hours of uninterrupted peace" I smirked.

I got a round of evil looks for that one, as everyone snatched the cooked food before scrambling away to hopefully get dressed.

Blake and Bastiaan got to attend The Academy, which was the school I had helped build for all the Supers.

Belen and Bane on the other hand were still in regular school, I was hoping it would allow them to get a better understanding of social skills before I dropped them into a school environment where they would spend all day beating the shit out of other kids with powers as well.

So far Bane had made some friends, and Belen had somehow turned her classroom into her own personal heaven where she had somehow taken full control over her entire class.

Showing up for parent-teacher meetings and having them explain to me that my child had somehow created a hierarchy system in class, and was currently having every other kid bow to her and only call her Queen Belen was an experience I will never forget.

I sighed turning back to my husband who was watching Belen steal Pony's bacon before sprinting off with Pony on her tail.

"How was Blake today?" I asked a wince already on my face.

It was like having a thirteen year old in an eight year olds body.

He sighed, "she has so much potential yet all she wants to do is be utterly normal. She could be the best if she would just try. She fights me on everything" he groaned.

I watched his handsome face that had barely even changed over the years, he looked nearly identical to the man who had scared the shit out of me that day in that alley.

"Blue, whether she knows it or not, you're saving her life. You're preparing her for something that eventually she'll have to deal with, no matter how much she wishes she didn't have to, okay? It shitty what she has to go through, what we all have to do to make sure she's safe, what our other kids have to do, but its the cards we've been dealt. She'll get over it" I smiled up at him as he frowned down at me.

"Your optimism is giving me fucking cramps. Where is the little girl that use to worship the ground I walked on?" he snapped annoyed, tugging on one of my loose curls.

I rolled my eyes, "you have a god complex".

He smirked, "don't be jealous that you can't be my number one fan, anymore" he chuckled.

"Whatever, when are you leaving for work?" I asked him, watching him chew on one of the remaining pieces of bacon.

"After our shower" he smirked down at me, his hands coming around my waist.

I laughed in his face, "not happening you fucking light bulb, now go and stop your kids from destroying each other, while I go get dressed. Don't forget we have that meeting today at 12. If your late again, I'll staple you in the forehead" I chirped.

He glared down at me, "I'll make it super fast".

"Is exactly what you said last time I ended up pregnant with Belen".

"Whats so wrong with that, she's the best child we have" he shrugged.

I choked, "first, we cannot have favorites, and second you and I both know that if we have to go through one more pregnancy with each other someones going to jail for manslaughter" I finished at his pouty face.

"Fine, and Belen is my favorite child. She agrees with me on everything and she loves me the most. Therefore, favorite" he finishes.

"Blake?"

"If she didn't look so much like me I'd drown her in a shallow puddle" he says.

Father of the year, people.

"Our sons?"

"They love you too much. As if I'd let them be my favorites when I'm not even theirs" he scoffed.

"You're insane, you realize that, right?"

"Married for 9 years and you now just realize that? Are you getting slower on me Katty?" he smirked.

I pushed his face away from mine, "shut up, lamp post, now hurry and get ready, we have a shit ton of stuff to do today, remember that its SJ's tenth birthday, and Trina said we should probably get Sona something too, since she gets jealous. And you get to pick up all the boys today from school" I smiled brightly as Blue's face went slack.

"What?"

"Yup, I promised Bonnie that you would pick up Khleo, Diana then asked if you would pick up Tristian as well, and then Ryker wanted to ride with his favorite Uncle, and Riley asked if Nolan could come too" I shrugged, trying not to laugh as Blue's left eye twitched.

"You want me to watch not only our own devil's spawn-"

"-and you said you wanted more kids" I cut in.

"- but also Daniel's son, as well as Carson's? I still don't like either of them, and that distaste is inheritable" he snapped.

I tried to keep a straight face, "Tristian is a good boy, and Nolan ... well Riley said he's getting his powers under control" I smiled.

Blue's teeth ground together, "you said that last time he was here, and somehow I ended up with one less fucking car because he accidentally brought the ocean up 90 feet higher than usual".

"That car was ugly".

"My Ferrari was expensive" he snapped back.

I patted his cheek lightly, "now hurry, I have to go call Aria this morning, she wants my opinion on redecorating Kristina's room, since Klaus refuses to help" I sighed.

"Kristina is six, why would she care about her room?" Blue sighed.

"Aria wants to make it so that nothing is ... combustible" I shrugged.

Blue rolled his eyes, tugging my back into his hard body, "lets run away together" he smirks, his eyes shining as he rolls his hands over my ass.

I smirk up at him, "Belen would start and army to find you" I snicker.

His lips tilt up as he just stares down at me, "she makes me so fucking proud" he sighs quietly, "fine your right, we'd only end up back here" he deflates.

I shake my head up at him, "whatever, Blue, you and I both know that for some strange reason you completely love this domesticated lifestyle" I snicker up at him.

He gives me a dull look, "I am not domesticated, okay? I just like coming home to these little people with no life skills, they depend on me fully since they are so useless, and I like it, whats so wrong with that?" he shrugged.

"You're sick" I chuckle, unable to hold it in. I stare at him a second longer, "can you tell me why our daughter has moved on from her obsession with machetes to now trying to arson?" I tutted.

Blue tugged me closer that sinister smirk on his lips, "I may have told her about how we met".

My smile dropped, "if she burns this house down-" Blue cut me off with a peck, "-I'm going-" peck, "to fucking-" peck, "-burn you" I snap, just before his lips come crashing back down onto mine.

His mouth completely devours mine, pulling all the air out of my body, while still making my heart shatter in my chest just like when I was 20.

He pulls back slightly, that devil's smirk on his lips, "you know I love it when you talk dirty to me" he tuts.

I can't help the twitch of my lips, "arson falls under dirty talk?"

"I'm hard as rocks" he nods, making my head tilt back with a laugh.

"You're in-fucking-sane" I mutter, letting his body dominate mine, as he pressed me even closer into him.

He groans again, a deep sexual sound, "ugh" he moans, "say it again".



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Hope you enjoyed Epilogue Two! I'm so sorry it was so long! I have no clue where all those words came from!

One more epilogue to go, and then we are out!