Where did you go...?

Aurora Knight stared out the window as she silenced her baby's cries. Such a young boy stuck in such a vicious storm. But where was his father? That question still baffled the female. She looked down at the crying baby Meta Knight, whom of which longed for his father's presence. But the warmth of him was nowhere to be found. Just the warmth and sound of his mother
The patting of rain drops against the roof of the house, the sky lighting up from lightening, and the sound of thunder roaring against the sky. The rain, falling at a slanted pattern thanks to the wind. A lone candle illuminating the darkness of the house. Relizing this was no help, she blew it out.
She attempted to call him but... nothing but silence, not even static. She fought back tears, but that failed. Meta Knight felt the sting of her tears on his cold face. Blinking large innocent gold eyes, he looked up at her curiously. But then he realized what was happening and began to cry louder. "Hush little child... It's okay..." She assured the child... But it didn't seem to help, especially with her voice faltering with uncertainty, she tried again.
But this time with a lullaby. Singing softly, she finally got the infant to stop crying, and he drifted to sleep, not knowing anything going on. Aurora Knight rocked the sleeping baby in her arms before a roar of thunder and blast of lightening shock her. She holds her baby close, shockingly he did not awake.
"He's got to be delayed in the storm... He's got to be..." She assured herself waiting for the storm to pass...
But doubt snaked it's way back into her head, making her sob more. What if he didn't come back? What if he was killed by somebody? What if he was captured? What if-
She stopped herself as a gory image came to mind. Shaking her head violently. She almost didn't notice the red butterfly fluttering around the room in the dim light. Looking over to it, she just saw a butterfly, not the figure present with it.
"It's too late... It's too late... It's too late... It's too late... He's gone... He's gone... He's gone..." Said a rather eerie voice, making Aurora's skin crawl. She did not want to confront it for reasons of it being dangerous. She froze as she heard a scream, and with that the butterfly went rampid. Fluttering around insanely as it flew towards the door where it vanished a few inches away from the door.
But as the insect disappeared, a music box, Galacta Knight's favorite, began playing. Longer then it had ever before. 10 minutes straight of that eeriely peaceful tone in the darkness. She listened intrigued with the fact that it started on it's own.
Then... CRASH! The box fell to the floor and shattered. Leaving springs and metal music sheets and other objects scattered across the floor.
She stared for a while, and didn't notice the storm cleared to reveal a warm and gorgeous starry night sky with a gorgeous full moon. When she noticed, she quickly ran outside, the dewy grass rubbing against her feet. But she didn't mind the nip of the misquitos and horse flies on her skin... Because Galacta Knight was nowhere to be seen.