[ WP ] Your first child is born and they look nothing like you , or your spouse or anybody for that matter . The entire world witnesses an unexplained flash of light that day and your child is the only thing missing . Eight years later there is another flash of light and a visitor arrives at your door .

The feeling was back again. That same one from eight years back. A vibrant smell of static took over the kitchen as I was eating my breakfast and reading the paper. My wife, Rhea, sat at the counter silently chopping up vegetables for tonight's dinner. It was eight years ago this day that tragedy struck my would be family of 3. 
 
 That day was like any other normal day.... Minus my first and only son being born. After being in the delivery room for hours with my wife, finally our little boy came rushing into our world. But he was not like us. His skin was a deep bronze as if he were made of metal. His eyes were a bright shade of blue, as if electricity was flaring inside of his pupils. He made no sudden sounds as soon as he arrived, yet to me it looked like a small and genuine smile crept onto his face. With a giggle and a blast of static energy, the baby disappeared from my arms just moments before I could hand him to my wife. A burst of white light and my son was gone. 
 
 `` Honey! Come here NOW!'' I yelled as the static smell got stronger and stronger. 
 
 She dashed over to me and took shelter under the table as I grabbed the nearest thing that could be used as a weapon: the chopping knife. Facing the door, a bright blast of light erupted from beside me. A warm hand grasped the hilt of the knife and slowly put it onto the table. The air had settled and my wife began to weep. Looking over to her, I saw a small smile in the midst of her tears. 
 
 `` You've came back!'' She yelled as she hugged the man in my kitchen. 
 
 However, this was no eight year old boy. This was a perfectly chiseled 20 year old man. His bright smile was as bright as the sun and his body shone of perfect bronze. His beard was bleach white and his hair was perfectly in line. His eyes had changed from a radiant baby blue to a calm deep blue that only sparked every once in while. On his back he wore a quiver of thunderbolts. 
 
 `` Mother, I'm sorry I left you. I had to prepare.'' With that his voice rumbled as thunder ripped across the sky on this sunny day. 
 
 `` Rhea.... What's going on?'' I said meekly, as my son looked at me with those cool blue. 
 
 `` Ah Jeremy. Thank you for watching out for my mother. I am eternally grateful for what you have done for me. I will protect you both with my life in the upcoming war.'' My son said in a calm voice. 
 
 `` Who.... What... Are you?'' 
 
 My son laughed and lightning rippled through the sky. 
 
 `` I am Zeus reincarnate... I have returned to fight The Awakening.'' 
 
 And with that a bright light shone through the room once more. 

