CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY-EIGHT
“Good Evening Citizens of Earth. It is with great sadness that we depart from you after over a century of living among you and creating a bond stronger than any other species have formed across the universe.” I paused and looked at Tessa for a second before focusing on the cameras again. “You may have noticed some disappearances among you but I assure you, none of these are with malicious intent, every single one of them took the chance presented to them to move to Zorvath and they will have the opportunity to return back to you in five years.”
I then took Mr. Christopher’s hand and brought him in front of the camera, his face filled with fear. I'd wondered if I'd made the right decision by leaving him in charge but he was the most mentally capable person in my proximity. I couldn't trust anyone else to follow the plans to explicit detail without ruining the planet or drowning it in conflict.
“I'm handing the reins of the planet to Mr. Christopher, and no, it's not because he's my wife's father, although that should be enough reason. He raised the smartest, bravest and kindest human I've ever met but no. The reason for this is because even before I became King, he had a Library filled with forbidden books. The largest I've ever seen and with this knowledge, he'll be able to lead you all until you wash away the negative impact of our presence in your lives as well as to help you integrate our technology. He's a testament to that, he was unable to walk a few months back. I'm doing this because chaos over leadership is terrible and can destroy more than anything so take it as my last gift to you. Until we meet again,” I finished and walked away from the camera.
He took a deep breath and began addressing the people.
But I didn't wait for that, I had something I needed to do before this.
“Give me a few minutes, I'll be right back to get you,” I whispered to Tessa but she didn't give me any response.
She was still holding strong on her silent treatment.
I won't lie, I couldn't decide which was worse, not knowing where she was or having her next to me, doing everything I wanted but having her attention focused on everything else but me. It was like I was the most annoying thing she had to endure and not the ky’rhan she'd once given herself to.
Maybe I was being delusional. I didn't love her enough so what would I assume that she ever did?
I appeared next to my father, who was doped up with tubes running into his body in the private vault meant for kings.
I began unplugging everything one after the other.
He was going to die anyway, so there was no point to all of them.
The moment I removed the one covering his face and forcing oxygen down his throat, he began to cough violently.
I stepped back and watched him struggle, a feeling of hatred crawling over me.
This man had fucked me up mentally, creating a side of me that should have never been given prominence.
I was made to be the best of both worlds but he was hell bent on making me just like his own father.
As I remembered Tessa’s indifference to my affection, the council’s loss of trust in my government and how much the humans hated me without me harming them in any way, I realized I never realized how far I was headed until it was too late.
It was time to undo all of my wrongs and it would start with ending this ky’rhan. He was a part of my past, a part of me that must not thrive anymore and once I extracted the information I needed from him, I was going to finish him.
That'll be whenever he stops coughing.
I watched as he struggled to sit up on the bed. I stared intently at it and it lifted him into a sitting position, shocking him enough to actually look up at me.
“Hello Father,” I drawled, my tone lazy.
He looked around the hospital, probably expecting to see a ky’rhan he could command to release his restraint.
“They're all on board and ready to leave,” I answered his unasked question.
“So what am I doing here?” He croaked, his voice barely unrecognizable.
Even though our body restoration technology was amazing, it wasn't magical so he would have had to live with a permanent speech impediment. But I would save him from that nightmare.
“That depends. If you tell me who helped you escape and probably cut off your tongue, I'll see what I can do,” I replied, using his own tricks against him.
He didn't even notice it, nearly brain dead. I guess he must have hit his head on the ground too hard.
“You haven't caught him? He was quite sloppy with his job,” he accused, hinting that I was incapable of handling my affairs.
“I have a great idea of who, I just need confirmation from you. So just give me a name. That is all.”
He breathed deeply, making me wonder if he was planning to protect someone who nearly killed him, betraying their pact.
But I knew my sire, he was selfish and revenge driven. This was going to be my quickest interrogation ever.
He lifted his eyes to me and said “Corbin.”
“That's a lie,” I rebutted, refusing to acknowledge what was crystal clear to me.
But his heartbeat remained steadfast and true.
“What could be his motive?”
“Everything you have of course. That bitch you betrayed me for and your position. The phone you scavenged from the ruins is proof enough. I coated it so it wouldn't burn completely. Please tell me you recovered it,” he growled, his face getting clearer.
He was healing.
“Of course, I'm not callous. If what you're saying is true, he wanted to get me out of this planet so he could rule?”
“Yes. Did you give him that power?”
“No,” I replied and walked closer to him, fine with this whole ordeal. “Goodbye father,” I whispered, his face contorting in shock.
“No! You promised!” He screamed as I began polluting the oxygen next to his face.
“No I didn't. I said I would consider it. You connived with an enemy to take away everything we've built just because you were feeling slighted. You don't deserve to live after that. You taught me that,” I said to his face as he began coughing violently.
I watched him spasm as life was purged from him, my face blank but my emotions overwhelming.
I've never done something so confusing. He deserved to die and I did the right thing but why did it feel so bad?
Did I still crave his attention and approval?
No, Tessa has that part of me now.
I guess I just wished our relationship was different and he was the type of Father Christopher was to his children. Maybe things would have gone differently.
But it didn't and I had to kill my own father.
I pushed his dead body back into the vault and put an explosive in it.
As I walked out of the hospital which humans had already started working in, the explosion rocked the building.
“Don't fret, it's just a minor situation,” I told them as I walked out of the building, my mind too frayed to teleport anywhere.
I got into an official car for the last time and hoped this feeling left before I began driving us home.
I didn't need to be distracted.
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