Black Card
Author: Roth Raven
last update2025-11-21 01:04:40

"A Card?" Kael held the small black piece, "A business or a credit card? Or what?"

The black card, had the drawing of golden dragon's head, carefully lined to fit perfectly on the middle.

He flipped the card to the other side, then saw clearly, 'B-S 12'.

"B... S.... 12?," Kael read out, "Is that like a codename or a..."

He shook his head, then placed it into the grocery bag. "I'll read it later..."

Although with the incident that had just happened, the City quickly regained its business, and with the buzzing and car honking, it was back to Busy Mode .

Kael quickly arranged the grocery bag, "Need to cross," He mumbled, when a boy walked to his side.

"Hey,"

Kael looked at the boy, who seemed to be about nine-years-old, but had the look in his eyes, of someone with reverend knowledge.

"Can you help me cross to the other side of the road?," The boy asked, popping in a lollipop into his mouth.

Kael looked at the boy, then back to the street. It definitely had a busy setup, so, he said, "Sure, give me your hand."

Immediately he held it, a warm sensation flooded through his arm, but looking left and right, made his attention fixed on the road.

Immediately they crossed to the other side, Kael waved at the boy, who paused to stare at his palm, "Okay, Goodbye. Go meet your Mummy—"

"Hey," The Boy called again.

Why is he calling me? I helped him cross the road, and now, what does he want? A dollar for another lollipop?.

Kael turned around, faking an obvious smile, "Yes?"

"When were you born?"

What the heck now? He is asking when I was given birth? Why does my Date of birth concerns a child?.

Keeping the fake wide smile, Kael again replied, "Look, I am kind of in a hurry, so, I'll make it brief, March 26th. Okay?"

"Was there an eclipse?"

Kael rubbed his eyes, "Look, how would I know? I don't have my baby's brain memories again, Okay. So—"

"Ask your suppose mother," The boy placed his hands into his shorts pocket, then walked away, leaving Kael with a twitching smile.

"Yeah, that's what I get from exchanging words with a child," He straightened up.

Kael's apartment wasn't far from where he stood.

And by turning to pass through and out of a quiet alley, he found the five floor high building at the far end.

A worn out one; The walls were cracked, stained by decades of rain, with having no one to repaint it, it expelled a haunted mansion look.

He passed through the rusted gate, which had a premium instilled doorbell of a kind, alerting anyone who would enter with a terrible screeching sound.

After nodding to a lean cat on the railing, the stairwell creaked with every step, the kind of sound you got used to if you lived here long enough.

He climbed high before reaching his room on the last floor high.

The number '20B' hung sideways, held by a rusted nail he had sworn to replace for as long as time could tell.

Inside, A small desk by the window, littered with scribbled notes and half opened textbooks, as well as a half eaten Pizza.

The mattress, by the corner had some used and clean clothes rumbled to form a new bedsheet, making the wardrobe beside... Rendered Useless.

It was a one room apartment, with the kitchen, bathroom, all squeezed into the box of a space.

Not too much, but it was his.

Kael dropped the groceries on the kitchen table, before reaching for his phone.

"Jeez! Fifty missed calls from Brother Luke, JEEZ. I'll call him later, but... now," His finger swiped through to a number, which he tapped on.

After a ring, there was an answer.

"Kael. How are you?"

"Hey Mom," He replied, arranging the items out.

"You sound Terrible, or probably it's your dirty apartment?"

A bead of nervous sweat rolled down his face, and he quickly rushed to clean the mess on the table, with the phonecall on speaker.

"No, not really Mom—"

"Luke said, he tried calling you, but you picked his calls just few times, are you okay?.."

Kael gathered up the dirts into a black bag, "Yes Mom, just that I kept him on some kind of suspense—"

"He said something about an accident?"

Kael shook his head from the realization his brother would actually ditch him. "It's a video we watched, and some sort of accident, you know what Ma? Why don't we talk about something else, How's Dad?"

The woman's voice turned solemn, "Fine, the Doctors said he would go through another surgery—"

"Dad's going through another surgery and you're wasting your time buying designers shoes for us?," Kael quickly sperated the clothes, folding the used into a laundry basket, and the clean ones, back into the wardrobe.

"Your Uncle has already paid for the surgery, so it's not about the money I'm worried about, but if he would survive the surgery..."

From the tone of his mother, Kael knew she had to stay encouraged.

So, he added, "Dad is a Strong man, he would go through everything..."

The stray cat earlier sneaked into his room, picked up a slice of pizza then rushed off, before Kael could react.

"I was about eating that!," He yelled out, before turning back to his phone.

"What happened?," His mother asked, "Someone stole something?"

"No, a stray cat—"

"What are cats doing in your room?"

"My door is open, you know what, let's forget about the Cat," Kael paused, remembering what the boy had told him to do. So, he asked, "Hey, Mom"

"Yes?"

"Was by any chance... Was I born during an eclipse?... Or did something strange happen during my birth?"

The line went silent for a moment.

"Mom—?"

"There was an eclipse," The woman suddenly answered, "A lunar eclipse."

Kael's lips twitched, "I have to admit, the kid was right," He mumbled.

"For the strange thing, well, your eyes were Bright glowing Golden, and you didn't cry but your breathing were stable.... Yes, also, you looked at the Doctor, like he had done something terribly wrong to you"

Kael laughed, an awkward one. His mother's words didn't leave his head.

"But, Kael why the sudden question?"

He moved to the Kitchen table, staring at the black card, "I just wanted to know"

"You are lying. No one suddenly asks How they were born from the blue. I am your mother, I carried you in my womb for nine months, you can't possibly lie to me, and I've watched you grow—"

Kael moved back to his phone, "Mom, I got to wash some clothes, so I'll call you back."

"Kael don't you dare end the call, I want answer—"

Ting!.

He ended the call before placing the phone into his pocket.

He lifted up the laundry basket, "Yes, I'm dead when she call me back."

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