DUNE-A False Haderach (OC X Shishakli) (OC x Alia)

Part 37

Chapter 27

IRULAN CORRINO

Irulan had always felt that a part of her missing, that she was the incomplete half of a picture, the whispers, and assurances of a voice that she would often dream of yet would never hear again for years.

And now she had her answer, as she sat in the once Atreides castle, heartbroken, at what her own father had envisioned for her, what the very order she was a part of, had revered religiously, had done to her family.

His face was different than her own, less pale, yet their features were similar, in some ways, not a lot, for he had taken after their father a bit more just as she had done so for their mother.

"You look much like her," he said, and those words coming from him had a profound effect.

"But you never said...." but he did, of course, he did, and he recalled as well, for he was no ordinary human.

No, he was Bene Gesserit's worst nightmare, one born aware during birth, one born with the access to his genetic memories while being nothing more than a plethora of cells in their mother's womb.

An Abomination.

And by law, all abominations were to be killed for the sheer danger they posed, as a sort of mercy to the child that was never born, for until this day in the thousands of years of recorded history no Abomination had ever survived, they had lived yet as not themselves but as an amalgamation or a copy of a strong personality inhabiting their memories.

Possession, it was called, yet somehow he had been able to beat it, and survive for all these years, a testament to his mental prowess.

And that was not his only anomaly, no that was but the beginning.

"How did you know?" she asked, referring to the betrayal of her own father.

"I was monitoring the movements inside his castle for days, and when I saw a Bene Tleilaxu member replace the herald, I knew that something was up," he said, unbothered at how he had just admitted to being able to see and monitor movements half a galaxy away.

Yet that was just one of his powers as a False Haderach. However, she believed that a Half Haderach was the more appropriate term, one who was only half of what their order sought so dearly.

A Kwisatz Haderach, the one who could be at many places at once, and if one were to go by the literal definition of the word Inzal, was just that.

"Moreover, say what you will of our father, but he knows politics. He knew that his days were numbered, as he must have been told by the Reverend Mother himself, and so he knew that the only way to save his own neck for what he had done to the Atreides was to make them into abhorrent villains. Villains that the whole galaxy would wish to destroy them," he finished as he stood up.

"And you were but a pawn in that scheme of his," he told her.

She knew that her father cared little for her, that he yearned for a son, and that her presence was only ever a reminder of the son he never had. But she could hardly fathom the Revered Mother being a part of the plot, the very person who had helped her through the pain of losing her mother and taught her the ways of the Sisterhood.

"I know what you are thinking," he cut in, and her head snapped up.

"I know that you are thinking of the Reverend Mother on how she has betrayed you, and how could she do this to you," he spoke softly, and his words pained her greatly.

"But understand this, Irulan, she is not loyal to you or our family. She is only an instrument of the Order, and she serves only that as do all Bene Gesserit," he said sharply his own hate against