Recovery. That was what I needed; I needed to recover from the fight. Having Asha in danger again made my heart beat again for a second.
Jay, a voice said in my head. I frowned.
You're not Asha...? I said in my head.
No. I'm your mother. What? I have a mother?
Had. She corrected me. I'm dead. She said. I tried my hardest to fall into my mind.
I stood there, staring blankly at the face I hadn't seen in thousands of years.
"Jay," she muttered, "I have something to tell you." She continued. I nodded, urging her to continue.
"Y-you're not just a Vampire. You have...abilities. You're a Cryokenetic."
"A Crying- what?!" She rolled her eyes. She lifted her hand, and it turned blue as ice filtered out of it. She controlled it to mould it in ways that would've been impossible. I gaped. What?