Forged by Darkness

Andrew Tate stood on a rocky formation, the only light coming from the yellow moon above. He looked around his surroundings, seeing nothing but flat rocky terrain as far as his eyes could see, which wasn't all that far because of the lack of light.

"Andrew." A voice whispered from somewhere nearby. Andrew took a few hesitant steps in the direction of the soft, almost angelic voice. With every step he walked further and further into a shroud of darkness.

"Just a little further now." The voice, obviously a woman's, whispered once again. Andrew followed the voice until the darkness gave way to a small grassy field with a murky green lake. There stood a woman dressed in a white dress that draped down near her feet. Her flowing brown hair stopped at her shoulder and gently bobbed with each move of her head.

"Mom?" Andrew asked, confused on what she would be doing here. He couldn't even figure out where "here" was. He shook his head gently, trying to clear it of the haze that seemed to have settled down.

"Oh, Andrew, I'm glad you were able to show up. Now, why don't you come over here to Mommy?" his mother said, and a warm smile graced her lips as she waved him over. Andrew's feet moved before his mind even registered what was going on. "I never wanted a son. I never wanted to move. I never wanted to be a stay at home mom. There is so much I wanted to do, but you and your father never bothered to ask what I wanted."

Andrew wanted to turn and run, but his feet continued on their set path. He now noticed that his mother was far from her usual self. He usual bright blue eyes were dull and gray in color. Her normal bubbly smile was replaced by a wicked smirk that hid her dark and cruel intentions.

"You ruined my life." His mother continued. "Because of you and your father we had to leave our old, lovely home and neighborhood. I had to leave all of my friends just to take care of some brat."

Andrew stared at the ground as his feet continued to move. Was this what his mother truly thought? Had she been keeping this bottled up and it had finally exploded? When he looked up he was mere inches away from the darkness that danced in his mother's gray eyes.

She placed her hand on his shoulder and brought him to his knees. His mind screamed at him to get up and run, but his body refused to listen and he allowed his mother to grab his head, which she plunged into the lake. He thrashed about in a vain attempt to get oxygen back to his lungs. He struggled for a few minutes before everything fell apart and the world turned black.