Chapter 316 - Train
Five months had passed by, the news of Roselyn's pregnancy was spread in the village and the inhabitants were happy to hear they would have an heir, in addition, that news made the most skeptical villagers trust the truthfulness of their relationship more.
In those five months, John began to train more and Roselyn took care of the babies, the little Felicity was slowly crawling on all four and from time to time she managed to hang on the sofa or the near furniture to attempt to walk.
Elijah on the other hand grows faster but not as faster as the other vampires, he was probably around the age of 4-5 human years and John's preoccupations haunted him day and night, however, he never told a thing to Roselyn. He didn't want to worry her.
Those five months were the happiest for the couple who enjoyed every day with their family just as if they were in a fairytale.
The babies grow healthy and strong, they even watched her practice and when she grow wings the babies were delighted by the view. John also started to train Elijah, even if Roselyn was opposed to his decision, according to her Elijah was too young to practice and train at that age.
But her scolds didn't stop Elijah from begging John to teach him how to speed.
Some vampires of his age curious to know John's son visited their place one day, and when they saw a skinny short boy with little to no skills and not able to speed they were disappointed.
They didn't dare to say that since they were afraid of John but Elijah could read it in their eyes so, after crying in the bathroom for some minutes he promised to himself he would get stronger and faster than them even if that meant training double as much as vampires normally trained.
When John asked him the reason behind the sudden desire to train Elijah didn't lie to his father. John wasn't surprised, he would have probably done the same thing at that age
John made him train by making him run multiple times from side to side. He explained to his son that the more he ran the more he would speed more because his legs would get muscled too and he would grow stronger.
The little Elijah nodded and ran as fastly as he could only to find himself panting as soon as he reached the finishing line John drew on the ground.
lUse your breath, breath slowly and controlled and take longer steps." John explained how he could improve his run and focus more and at the same time save more energy. Someone he had to learn during the years and that helped him a lot to save up energies especially for long distances.
As he prepared for the next attempt Elijah frowned his forehead. One foot stood ahead of the other and he stood on tiptoes to run faster.
When John screamed go he ran as fast as he could yet he didn't speed up much than earlier.
He took a deeply disappointed sigh as his lips curved down in sadness, "I will never be as good as them." He said in a murmur. When John heard what his son said he knitted his eyebrows down and speeded toward him, he kneeled to stare at him straight in his eyes.
"Look at me," John ordered, Elijah's eyes were filled with tears and he had no intention to make his father see him so vulnerable.
"Elijah" John rebuked him and the child took a long breath and finally met his father's gaze.
"I wasn't born this strong just like mom wasn't born with wings and knowing how to control her powers perfectly. We all worked to get to this point, we practiced day after day until we grow stronger. To climb a mountain you have to climb it from bottom to top. You will get there I promise." John said.
John stretched his hand, waiting for his son to shake it, if he did, it meant he would have accepted his promise.
He smiled and shook John's hand.
John then returned the smile, he was proud of him, the more he looked at Elijah the more he saw himself through him. The same thoughts John had, the same fear of not being good enough he used to have at that age and during his childhood before he grow stronger and became the opposite person.
John changed the exercise, he grabbed two stones, of about 1lbs each and placed them near him.
"Lift them 10 times and then do it again after about 10 seconds." John said, "you have to get muscles too."
Elijah nodded, he took a long breath and then kneeled to pick the stones, he struggled to lift them. He only lifted them five times before he let them drop down to the ground.
John smiled, he remembered when he did the same training, William used to train him because he feared the creature who had turned him would come back to kill him.
"Try again," John said but before he could finish Elijah already had lifted the stones and accomplished to do seven repetitions this time.
The third time he finally did 10 repetitions and John stopped the training to compliment him, he lifted him and carried him on his shoulder while John speeded home. Elijah felt the wind blowing through his skin and his hair blew by the hair, he smiled while thrills ran through his spine.
One day he will become that fast as well, he promised that to himself.
When Roselyn saw them return home she smiled, "finally!" she exclaimed relieved, she was beginning to worry about them, they just came back in time to eat dinner together.
Elijah placed a soft kiss on his sister's cheek and then sat down to the chair dragging that closer to John.
The maids placed food on the table and then sit down with them to eat all together.