" no dear boy not wraith" some sirens ran over to Val to check on her " the power of death and distuction " she stared back through him" the power of moon, the power of the ocean and the power of blood, all wrapped up in the body of a child for generations, a child that you tricked, a child that deep down still loves you, and always will in her own twisted way." She held out her arm his base ball bat flew into it and became pale and scaley like her she walked up to him and prouded his stomach with the bat," you really should have taken this bat, she would have been in control then she would have shown you mercy "