The Six Sectors

Epilogue

A tiny boy wriggled on the floor, giggling. He had a large orange optic, and light tan skin. His platinum blond hair shone in the sun, as he waited for someone in his blue onesie. The light brown haired woman walked up to him, her red-brown eyes focused on the child. A calm, happy look crossed her face as she walked.

"Ayaya!!" The baby vocalized, putting his fist into his mouth. His orange-red eyes watched her, kicking his legs. She picked him up, smiling softly. "Aaaaaaaaah!" He cocked his head and reached up to her face, giggling more. "Mamamamamamama!!"

The woman nodded. "Yes, mama."

"He's not causing trouble, is he?" A man with a similar optic, but blue. He looked much like the baby.

"No he's not Wheatley." The woman stated, holding the child, not even looking at the man.

"Good." The man, Dr. Wheatley Hanity, smiled, hugging his wife from behind. The baby began to shift, turning into a small creature with a skull muzzle with the optic embedded in. The tiny boy was now a wendigo. And a cute one at that. "Okay, that's new."

"But it's also adorable," Nassa Hanity, or, perhaps Alkippe Hanity, stated simply, smiling at the small wendigo. The tiny wendigo let out a tiny cry, making Wheatley chuckled.

"That's cause Victor got his looks from his mothers." He said, kissing Nassa and Alkippe's cheek.

She smiled, but looked at Victor. "What's wrong?"

"...Nassa? I dunno if he knows how to revert back." Wheatley said as the baby began to cry more.

"That's not something that I can help with, sadly. He has to figure it out himself, as much as I dislike to say that." Victor shut his eyes, and began to revert back. He blinked, then giggled. Wheatley smiled.

"Looks like he got it. He's got my smarts." He said.

"He's smart and adorable. What next," Alkippe joked.

"Mama!" He smiled. Wheatley lost the smile.

"Welp, he's got a favorite."

"Say dada," Nassa said to Victor.

"Mama." Wheatley took him.

"Please buddy, say Dada so that my heart doesn't break."

"Mama."

"Victor, say dada," Nassa repeated. Victor merely blew a raspberry. Wheatley was at this point crying.

"Ah scrap." Nassa sighed and hugged Wheatley. Victor giggled. Wheatley looked at his wife and smiled a bit. "Well, I can at least say this - I will do everything in my power to protect you both."

"There are technically three of us other than you- hush Alkippe." Wheatley chuckled.

"Sorry. The three of you." He hugged them all. "I won't let anything happen."

Meanwhile, off the sectors, there was a dark room, with a shadowy being inside. And with the shadowy being, there was a child. A child in immense pain, and screaming. On the wall nearby was a large screen, with stats on it.

"You are to monitor every child that comes onto this board." A man said. "Currently, you are watching Victor Mitchell Hanity, the son of that foolish son of our past leader, and Elizabeth Coral Wheeldon, the daughter of the final Cyberican. Don't disappoint me." He walked away. The recording vocalized both children bonding with their parents.

The girl nodded, still whimpering and crying. Tears fell from her emerald green eyes. The journey of the Six Sectors has not ended.

It has only just begun.

TO BE CONTINUED IN THE SEVEN SAVIORS