It was noon when my son and I came out of the agency and sat in the car to go home, and heard the radio anchor announcing—

[Radio Anchor:

This is a dangerous storm. Prepare immediately for large hail and/or damaging winds capable of producing significant damage. People outside should move to a shelter inside a strong building and away from windows.]

Then I saw another car, after losing control due to rain, coming towards our car and in that desperate moment of life and death, I pushed my son out of the car, and then another car crashed into my car.

—Boom—

Then I felt my soul leaving my body, and then I knew that my time had come to an end, so I floated towards my son, and saw him lying on the ground while holding his stomach and people surrounding him.

—noises of ambulance siren, and the people nearby—

And then I saw my son being taken in an ambulance and the crowd whispering nearby.

And then I saw my son being treated and operated on in the emergency theatre.

He was then surrounded by doctors, but I could not bear to see him like this, so I floated out of the OT. And then I saw him in all kinds of tubes attached to his body. It really made my heart ache.

Then another thunderstruck, and doctors too declared that my son stopped responding to the treatment and declared him dead. But then I heard the clock’s ‘tick-tick’ in my subconscious mind.

*Edward Jones* 35 Years Old

*Eden Jones *16 Years Old

This is me, Edward Jones, a secret agent. I have been working as an agent for ages that I don’t even remember my childhood or my family. I remembered my superiors saying that they picked me up from an orphanage, due to my capabilities. And what capabilities? I don’t even remember what they saw in me that they let me join in.

Anyway, this is where I work!!!

—A villa type wide building—

Don’t look at the house like a building, this is just for others to show. The real agency base is actually underground, fully equipped.

—Underground agency has the latest models of fast and fully modified cars, latest models of modified guns, even the bullet proof armors—

There was a time when I was badly injured and needed bed rest, so I applied for 10 days leave.

And after 10 days when I was going through a discharge procedure, a mad doctor came and asked to lie on the bed because I may be pregnant???

Like seriously??? But still, no one let me speak and again put me in my ward.

And after a detailed examination, it was confirmed that I was pregnant!? Really pregnant???

Then that doctor told me that I went to the wrong room and then had IVF procedure done.

Now that things had come to this point, I remembered that one day, a doctor really looked at me weirdly. I ignored it at that time, but now I guess I know why!!!

Then I thought about giving birth to my baby, and took leave for 5 years directly.

My pregnancy was not visible in my starting months. But then it really showed symptoms and that to be severe.

It was really hard. But for my child I put up with it. Actually, I was ready to be a loner in my life, after all, I am a pure gây and can’t have children of my own, but now that I can, so why not?

Then my baby was born healthy with white hairs like me, but as the time passed, my baby showed his mixed hair. Red and white.

Looks like his other father had red hair and eyes, who cares??? Now this is my son, so obviously he got everything from me.

Although I took leave for five years, to take care of my only child. I came back to work only after 4 years.

My son was mature enough to go to kindergarten on his own and he never troubled me with his homework too.

But his only wish for me was to always come back home unharmed, because one night I came back late, all bloody. Which frightened my son so much that he even told me to take him with me next time when I go on my next mission.

I assured him many times that I would take care of myself and keep myself safe, only then did he allow me to go on my next mission.

I never felt tired when taking care of my son when he was just born or even when he was oblivious to the world, but after my son went kindergarten, he complained that the kids there laugh at him for having mixed hair.

So I tried to pursue him at first to ignore them and reasoned with reason that someone must be jealous of his hairs being all good, right?

But it didn’t work well, and I myself was shocked too, like even after his haircut, the hair colour would change back automatically in just a few days.

So I just let this matter slide and never paid attention to it before, but now that he is facing this problem, I tried to colour his hair.

Eden was very happy that he won’t have to be ‘unique’ in his whole class. So sometimes, his hair is either pure white or pure red.

He then never felt that he was different from others.

But then again, he showed his exceptionally well interest in studies and even surpassed his peers so he felt annoyed even sitting with them.

And then his three years of kindergarten became one year of kindergarten life.

He then completed his elementary school and highschool ahead of time, because he was irritated by being with those dûmb classmates.

Every time he would only give the same reason. “Those students just don’t know what to do! It is so easy that even a 12 year old me can solve it, but those 16 years old couldn’t, ridiculous, right dad?”

Actually, I was like him too, so I can feel it, but I also knew that this student life is a precious time for him so l never allowed him to skip classes in the middle of the semester.