After dark

A Sin Of A Son

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The night sky was all I saw, my eyelids became heavy as my mind drifted to unconsciousness.

Tapping of rain against the window awoke me, the clouds above seemed so close. I rested my head against the window as I watched the raindrops race to the bottom. I didn't want to be here I knew it wasn't a choice at this point. Everyone knew who the shadow sons were, ya the world had new technology, new presidents, but one thing stayed the same. The sons of shadow, the destroyers of many villages, many towns, many cities, but more importantly many governments. 

They originated out of Tokyo, the first-ever son was created, Kallias. He was handsome but even more dangerous than many knew, his father was the first shadow. His brother was killed at a young age leaving him to inherit the shadow, then he met Allasandra, she became his Queen. Their son Xokyn was born when Allasandra was 29 Kallias 31. He was supposed to be immortal, he was to live to be well over 300. But he died the day he found out he was to be a father, Assassination- they say, but much too many people think otherwise.

Then when Xyon was of age he inherited the shadow, After him Krayus, Luca, Mongali, Surporian, Selfiyus, Rayanicus, and finally Sicorda. When Queen Mya gave birth to Quintuplets, The world was in shock. If they all lived to be above the age of 12 they would all inherit the shadow. Then when their 12th birthday arrived Queen Mya and king Sicorda went missing leaving the five boys to be raised by the servants and groundsmen.

 The only clue- a note written in red ink. Why red? Many people believe it to be blood, not ink, the king was said to only use black ink. Never any other color. The queen's writing was neat and pretty while the kings were messy cursive many found hard to read. But the questions that remained, where did they go, were they dead, why did the king write in red and why was it instructed for specific maids and servants to take take care of the boys and specific groundsmen to teach the son's self-defense and other skills while the rest were to be fired or let go with 10 years worth of pay.

After the news of the missing king and queen, no one heard anything more, soon the family and kingdom were forgotten into an urban Legend. 2021 the world is the same boring place it's always been, Murders, bank robbers, death, and anything you could think of. 

I knew that if this man was truly a shadow son the moment I tried to run I would be dead, I stared out the window once more seeing many lights appear from behind the long line of trees we were driving along. A castle was in sight as he drove through a fairly big village-looking place. The houses were modern, stores lit up the streets. 

"Welcome to Setheris" his soft tone was replaced with a calm almost angered tone, I lightly nodded my head. Still Observing the streets, they were jam-packed with laughing children and Adults All stopping to let the car drive through. Many people stopping to look at me, I slowly shrunk into my seat deciding to avoided making eye contact.

I heard a chuckle from beside me, "They're just curious, it's not every day one of their kings is seen after the sun has retreated for the night" I looked over to his face quickly. He talks like a man from an Enemies to Lovers trope but yet still speaks as though he is aware he isn't in the 1700s. I nodded again, " You know, you may speak kova I'm not going to hurt you".

LIES

 I looked towards him his eyes already on me. I looked away returning to my very intriguing game of Raindrop Olympics, Lies, Lies, Lies the words Becca told me, Lies what lie has he told to me. What or who is he lying about, something wasn't right but I knew I had to escape this place before it was too late. I didn't want to be here I wanted to be at home on the phone with Becca telling her I was fine. I just wanted to know If Krystal was ok, I wanted to be and doing so many things other than this. The thought of the gunshots, the noise of the footsteps, the screaming of people. My mind going through all the events of tonight, except for one.