Kaleth and the others are finally ready to face Enor and end the war once and for all. But being ready for it and actually managing to do so are two different things. And with Enor having tens of thousands of soldiers following every one of his comm...
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Mel didn't like being here. Enor's ship was making him nervous just by existing, let alone being directly inside of it. It couldn't ruin his mood completely, though. Not by a long shot. He was with Kaleth and there was no looming, world-ending threat anymore, and that was enough to make Mel ecstatic.
Though Kaleth seemed to now be insanely powerful, and that worried Mel a little. Before then, Kaleth had been a little stronger than Relioth, which was a lot by itself, but now.... He'd stopped all those aircrafts as if it had been nothing and didn't seem at all tired afterward. Mel would just have to keep an eye on him, he supposed. Not that he wouldn't otherwise. Kaleth was hard not to stare at.
"Are you all right, love?"
Mel blinked, blushing when he realized that he hadn't been listening to Kaleth talk for a while now. In fact, he'd been staring at his hair for what felt like the whole time.
"Uh-huh."
Kaleth raised an eyebrow at him, probably due to the strained tone Mel had used, but he was smiling. He was so beautiful when he smiled.
Mel cleared his throat, still blushing. "So, what are we gonna do with this ship?"
"Bringing it to orbit might be a good first move. Out of sight, out of mind, and all that."
Kaleth sighed, leaning back in his chair. They were sitting in the large control room on top of the ship, which had a gorgeous view of the ocean they were currently hovering over. But the enjoyment from it was ruined by the fact that this was Enor's creation, made for killing.
Kaleth had told him what Enor had been planning all along, and it had shook Mel to his core. The idea of using everyone on this planet to kill countless others.... Mel hadn't really even thought much about life on other planets until now, but the universe was big, right? So how many people were there? How many had Enor wanted to kill?
And for what? Sure, Mel had spent the majority of the last century alone and miserable, but even then he'd had a few happy experiences that made it worth it. Not to mention meeting Kaleth at the end of that, which made it all more than worth it in retrospect.
So no, no matter how much Enor would have tried to moralize his actions, it wouldn't help anyone.
"Enor told me his whole research was within this ship's databanks," Kaleth continued, tapping the table they were sitting at, which brought up a display on the metal surface of it. Mel wondered if Mereria had taken this technology from Enor. It looked almost identical.
"You're scared of what you'll find."
Kaleth let out an amused huff, smiling at Mel softly. Since he'd killed Enor, Kaleth had been letting him in much more, and it warmed Mel's heart. Kaleth tended to close his emotions off from everyone, and before now even when Mel could feel some of them, he was pretty sure it hadn't been intentional for the most part. But that had definitely changed.
