Elementals: Techno Wars

The Setting of a Sun

Neos and Sub maintained their confused gaze upon Steve, for they had no clue what he was referring to.

Sub: What memorial?

Neos: Yeah, what're you talking about, Steve?

Steve: Apparently, the city's holding a memorial in Jackson Park for the old Terra.. and they want me to be there...

Sub: Well, that's a little out of the blue.

Neos: What's wrong with that, though? Do you not wanna go?

Steve: It's not that, it's just.. I know I'm gonna have to talk about him.. and not a single person in this universe has even the slightest idea that I'm his son...

Neos: Ok, then why not just ignore the idea? I mean, just don't hint at it, and no one will know.

Steve: It's not that simple, Neos... With all due respect, you'll always be my brother, there's no dispute there, but when you find out that the man who claimed to be your father lied to you about it your entire life and your real father wants to kill you and your friends, that doesn't exactly set well on your mind.

Neos was taken aback by Steve's response, feeling both caught off guard and bad, for he meant no harm in what he had said.

Neos: I... I'm sorry...

Sub: Steve, look, how about we go with you? Then, you don't have to be so nervous because you'll have people there with you.

Steve: Ya know what? I'd like that... Thanks, Sub.

Sub: No need to thank me. Elementals or not, we're friends, aren't we? It's my job to be there for you, just as you've been there for me.

Steve: You're right... I guess I just never thought of it that way.

Sub: Well, just don't be like Neos and do little to no thinking at all.

Neos: Wait, what does that mean?!

Sub: Well, would you look at the time! I should probably be getting home so I can take a look at whatever's on this drive, so I'll see ya guys tomorrow.

Neos: What?! You don't get to make a comment like that and just walk off!

Before he could even respond, Sub began to walk away from the group, pretending to be unable to hear Neos, knowing that it would just get on the brunette's nerves further. With Sub having left before responding to Neos, the twenty year old began to stub up with frustration.

Neos: I think about quite a lot, thank you very much.

Steve: I know ya do, buddy. You know Sub's only pulling your leg.

Neos: Yeah, I know, but that doesn't make it funny.

Steve: Well, I gotta go home too. I gotta figure out what exactly I'm gonna wear.

Neos: Instead of having to think so hard, why not just wear what suits you? I mean, it may help in the long run, but that's up to you. You want me to walk with you home? My house is just about two blocks down from your's.

Steve: Yeah, that sounds good.

The two began walking as the sun began to slowly set on the city that was TerraPrime. As they walked, the slowly dimming light of the sun began to glaze itself over the pearl white houses that surrounded the two brothers as they walked. Each house was designed to perfection, with every single one being as structurally sound as anything could be, and decorative plants resting in tiny mulch spots outside of many of them. Both Steve and Neos loved to admire the homes, for they couldn't help but realize just how much the city had grown in such a short period of time. They got caught up in the silent admiration of everything around them, though, as they arrived at Steve's house before they knew it. The outside of Steve's home was a pasty white two story home, with tinted window walls and perfectly trimmed bushes on the sides of the walkway leading up to the front door. The home was also equipped with a garage on the side of it, with the door to it being jet black. Seeing that it was getting late, Steve and Neos figured they should hurry and say their goodbyes for the day.

Steve: Well, I guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow.

Neos: You know it. But, before you go, I was meaning to ask you something. I know you've been bombarded with questions today, and while I don't wanna throw another one at you, I just have to know the answer.

Steve: Ok? What is it?

Neos: Are you gonna continue to lead this place?

Steve: Wh-what do you mean?

Neos: I mean, are you gonna lead TerraPrime just like you were supposed to lead Terra, or are you going to keep your nose out of it and just let the people decide?

Steve: Oh, well, um... Honestly, I'm not too sure what I wanna do there... I just... I just feel as though it's not fair for me to lead this city when the people here expect me to be an honest, and trusting leader; not when there's things I can't be honest with them about...

Neos: You're referring to Herobrine being your father, I'm assuming?

Steve: Y-Yeah... Man, how can you say it with ease when I'm terrified to even think about it?

Neos: I don't know. Maybe it's because I know that doesn't determine who you are on the inside. I mean, so what if he's one of your birth givers? Even if he's as bad as he is, that doesn't make you that bad. That's why I don't see a problem with the people knowing about it.

Steve: Wait, what?! Neos, you know I can't tell people about it. If I do, they'll just group me with him.

Neos: Is that what they'd do, or is that what you're afraid of them doing? I mean, none of us wished to disown you when we found out. Hell, even James didn't wanna kill you on the spot, so that should tell you all you need to know. Look, Steve, my point is that the people will respect you more for being upfront with them. You need to have faith in the idea that just because you share blood with him, doesn't mean you're like him.

Steve attempted to process what he deemed to be an insane idea by Neos, who genuinely thought that the idea he was proposing was a good one, and one that needed to be done.

Neos: Look, just think it over, ok? You know I'll support whatever decision you make... Well, I gotta run. Night, Steve.

Steve: Goodnight.

Neos walked off without saying another word as Steve made his way inside his home. Once he had entered the auto-sliding front door and began to take in the pearly white walls that he simply hadn't gotten used to living in, he made his way up the tiny spiral staircase that rested on the other side of the home, making his way up the see through steps to be greeted by a fairly medium sized room with a perfectly made king sized bed that rested in the middle of the room with one nightstand on each side of it. Steve would make his way over to the bed, kicking his shoes off, and flopping onto the mattress as he began to grow exhausted by the thoughts that ran rampant within his own mind.

Steve: Think it over... Sorry, Neos.. but I just can't do that...