You always knew this day would come. You knew either Theo would come to you or you would someday be curious enough to go out and find him yourself.
You never fathomed it would be like this, with Theo clad in all the trappings of a supervillain, holding the love of your life by the throat, having inherrited your enhanced DNA.
"...Theo?" you finally ask. Franny's eye twitches in stunned surprise.
"You told me Theo was dead," she whispers, staring at you in fear. Like she doesn't know you.
"Of course he did," Theo hisses, every word dripping in hatred. "Out of sight, out of mind. I bet that's what you did with my Mom, huh? Left me and her on our own?
"Wait a damn minute-"
"Enough of this! I'm not kidding around!"
Franny is still looking at you like a stranger as she remains captive in your self-proclaimed dead son's arms, her eyes actively trying to solve you like a puzzle.
But you can't handle her questions now. Those can only be answered if she lives.