Fate of the Legacies

Chapter Seven

Kelly guffawed as she gently floated the log back to the ground. "Oh, brother Adamus," she laughed, "I adore the look on your face."

Adam's mouth fell quickly open and closed as he scrambled for purchase on his reeling mind. His sister—an ardent supporter of Setrákus Ra and Mogadorian Progress—was telekinetic.

His mind repeated that fact over and over in his mind, but he couldn't come to terms with it.

It was Rex who broke the silence. "What the hell?" he murmured.

"It seems that the stunt your Loric friends pulled to give their human pets powers went further than they could've imagined," Kelly said, smiling.

"No, that's—" Adam tried to speak, tried to put his thoughts into words. He was there with Six and Marina when the Entity had bestowed humanity with legacies. He had grown up being taught that the powers that the Loric possessed were some sick mutation inflicted upon them. Even when he learned that was clearly not the case, he had never put much thought into where they were from or how they worked until he met the Entity, but the idea that it would've bestowed the Mogadorians—a race that was collectively responsible for so much pain and suffering—with these abilities—on a planet that wasn't even their own—was an insane thought. "It's...no, that's—"

Adam felt a sudden force fold his tongue back before clamping his mouth tightly shut. He was stunned for a moment before he saw the amused smirk on his sister's face. He glared at her.

"It's not impossible," Kelly said, releasing her telekinetic hold on his mouth, "if that's what you were attempting to sputter out. Obviously."

"I was there," Adam blurted. "I was at the Sanctuary where the Loric Entity gave humans legacies. It gave those powers to help them stand up against us. I—it—we—this doesn't make any sense."

"Did this mysterious Entity tell you that?" Kelly challenged.

"What?"

"Did it tell you that it gave the humans these powers to fight us?"

"I, uh, well, no, I guess not."

"Then what ground do you have to stand on to say that was its purpose? Besides, let's say that was the purpose. If you haven't noticed, brother Adamus, the humans successfully defeated us—for the moment. So, whatever reason that it has for choosing who gets powers now must be different." Kelly splayed her arms wide. "There must be some higher purpose that I should have powers now, mustn't there?"

"No, I—" Adam blinked hard a few times, rubbed his eyes, tried to wake himself up from what was clearly some horrible nightmare. There was no reason that Kelly should get powers. What reason could the Entity have to bestow those powers on someone so clearly maniacal and bloodthirsty—someone who to this day lusted for Mogadorian Progress to prevail?

Even if the Entity did choose Mogadorians for legacies, Adam thought bitterly, why her? He had given up his entire set, comfortable life to become a turncloak against his own people and help the Loric, and he only had powers by virtue of being gifted them by One's consciousness. Why wouldn't the Entity choose him—give him telekinesis, perhaps beef up his seismic legacy, maybe even give him more powers than that?

Why would it choose her?

"Why did you bring us out here?" Rex interrupted, ostensibly recovered from shock. "Just to show off?"

"This is a show of good faith," Kelly said. "I have no love for either of you or any of our people that you've managed to whip into being submissive dogs by your Loric propaganda, but the continued survival of our race is now being threatened by the humans. Our factions have been fighting each other for a long time out here in this camp. I'm trying to propose that we band together and figure out how to save ourselves before we are wiped out entirely."