15. Attack

"So, your power is singing, huh?" asked Ruby, muttering to herself, propping up her chin as she looked at Betsy. The baby was wide-eyed and gazing in all directions, looking for anyone to play with.

It was Ruby's turn to glance at Jay on the opposite couch. The man's snoring resembled the rumbling of a volcano, but Ruby was relieved. Jay seemed to let go of all his burdens as he slept like a baby. He tried to put off the questions that would make his head explode.

About how Betsy could have this kind of power. Did she harbor other powers? Would she get stronger the older she got?

"Huft, I knew this adventure wouldn't be easy. Can she help me defeat Jemma? Betsy has a lot of potential."

***

The hot sun broke through the main window of the apartment, simultaneously opening Jay's horizon. Budding eyelids twitched, aroused by the orange light. A faint groan could be heard as they opened.

"Are you awake?" Ruby placed a glass of blood on the table and sat before Jay. "That's great, and you s