The tale of the shadow phoenixes

Chapter fifteen.

James can home with a smile on his face.….until he opened the door. His father was waiting for him. James’ father, Edward was a tall muscular man with dark brown hair and dark stormy blue eyes. He frowned at his son who was late. James hung his head. “Hello father.” James said. “You are late.” Edward scolded. James sighed. “I’m sorry and it won’t happen again…”

“No it won’t! You know why? Because you are grounded!” Edward said. James head shot up. “What! What was I, ten minutes late? Five? It’s not fair-” Edward cut him off. “Don’t tell ME what is fair! One day you and your brother WILL be king! You need to learn to be on time and stop being so irresponsible!” Edward shouted. James glared at him. “Well you know what?! Maybe, maybe I DON’T want to be king!” James exclaimed. He pushed past his father and stormed past his mother. “Please honey, have some dinner.” Sophia began but James interrupted her. “No thank you mother. I’m to much of a disgrace to be at the table.” James said. He stomped upstairs and slammed his bedroom and shut. *BANG!* Sophia put a hand on her husband’s shoulder. “Honey, why do you have to be so hard on him. He’s just a teenager.” Sophia said. She’d always had a sweet spot for her irresponsible, immature son. Edward sighed. “We need to teach our sons Sophia. One of the is meek..” He motioned to Tom. “And the other is the most irresponsible. He doesn’t even think before he acts!” Edward said. Sophia put a hand on her husband’s face. “Don’t worry. They’ll be okay honey. They’re not kings yet.” Jenny raised her hand. “Um mom? Can I be excused? I finished my food.” Jenny said. Sophia nodded. Jenny pushed back her chair, jumped out of it, then headed upstairs. She stopped at Tom and James’ door.

James lay in his bunk with his head buried in his pillow. Small tears dripped down his nose. Why don’t father understand? James wasn’t like him. He didn’t want to be king, he just wanted to be…normal. *Knock, knock*. Someone knocked at James’ door. “Don’t come in unless you’re Tom.” James said angrily. “It’s me.” A person said in Tom’s voice. The door opened then closed. James felt the person walk up behind him. “You ok James?” The person asked. James rolled over to face the person. Sure, it looked like Tom and sounded like Tom but the person acted different than Tom. Slowly “Tom” began to shrink slowly until he was as short as a twelve year old. “Tom’s” hair lengthened and turned red and his eyes turned a brighter green. His face and body shaped into that of a girl’s. It was Jenny. She smiled at him ,then placed a small hand on his face. “Are you okay James?” Jenny asked. A tear dripped slowly down his cheek but she wiped it away. “It’s okay James. Daddy doesn’t mean to be mean he just wants us to…act like grownups.” James smiled at his sister. “You’re very wise Jenny. You should be queen.” James said. Jenny blushed. “It’ll be okay. Good night James.” She hugged him, then bounded off to her room.

Next chapter coming soon!

-SunnyFox57.