He stormed inside his room, stomping very loudly as he slammed the door behind him. He locked the door immediately as he wasted no time in pulling his 'mother's' body out of under his bed. He closed the window and pulled up the window blind, placing the picture on 'her' side.

He stopped when he tried to pull out his 'mother's' body, feeling how actually heavy it is. True, he had been exhausted and he needs rest, but it's not like he had any other choice but to finish retrieving her right now. His father had declared that he wanted to marry his girlfriend and asked for his son's permission first. He had promised that he hadn't replaced his mother but he wanted a new wife for himself and a new mother figure for his son, didn't provide much assurance. He will not let her take his mother's place!

"He'll regret what he wished!" The boy growled like an animal. He held onto 'her' body, taking a deep breath in.

"Turn rose to resemble Mama!" He had shouted again. He will have her back, no matter what the cost may be. He had been tired of living life without her. His power watch emits golden light as he heard his father knocking on his door, but he didn't care. He didn't move a muscle to open it, he had not done anything at all to let him know that he had heard his heed.

"Son, we need to talk."

"Turn rose to resemble Mama!"

"Son, open the door."

"Turn rose to resemble Mama!"

"Son? What are you doing there?"

"Turn rose to resemble Mama!" The same as before, the warm red liquid had spilt from his nose.

"Son?"

"Turn rose to resemble Mama!"

"Son?!" His father's voice grew panicked as he tried his might to push the door open. The boy's mouth had been spilling blood again, but he doesn't care. He doesn't stop, why should he? He was so close.

"Son! Open the door this instant!" His father had yelled, authority laced all the way in his voice. The boy hadn't cared, all 'her' limbs had been created already. He just needs to remove the red colour and replace it with 'her' original colour.

"Son!" His father kept banging on the door. The boy considered upon stopping and opening the door but did nothing to ease his father in his attempt to break in.

"SON! CAN YOU HEAR ME?! ARE YOU OK?!"

"TURN ROSE TO RESEMBLE  MAMA!"

The door finally broke open as the light had turned explosive, throwing the bleeding boy against the walls of his own room. His father had screamed and ran to the boy's side, worried beyond his wits as the father wiped the boy's blood out of all his holes that he can see (nose, mouth, eyes, and ears). The boy's flaming hot power watch had latched itself off his hand. All the father's attention had been thrown to his son who won't stop bleeding over.

"Why?" His father asked.

The father and son duo stayed in that position.