Iron Will

A Dark Secret

"What the hell is this?" Marcus asked. "Mason when I asked you get everything ready I didn't-"

"Who is this Mason?" Mason asked in some accent. "I'm your waiter Lumiere, please take your seat."

Marcus pulled out Angel's seat and then went to his own. As his brother placed down their menus Marcus could feel his face getting red. This was way to embarrassing. Looking around Marcus saw Ms. Gear and Mr. Frank at a small cooking station smiling at him.

"I suggest our spaghetti," Mason said winking at his brother. "Is that what you two want?"

"How about it Angel?" Marcus asked.

"A-alright." Angel replied.

Mason took their menus and went to the cooking stations. After give their order to the cooks he returned to the small table Marcus and Angel were seated.

"How about some music?" Mason asked. "Come in guys!"

Marcus turned to see Igor, Calvin, and Flare enter the room with Instruments in their hands. They all began playing some romantic music causing Angel to giggle. Marcus wanted to kill Mason who suddenly appeared with a violin. He danced around the table playing his Instrument.

As soon as he went to open his mouth Marcus covered it up. Mason tried to free his mouth but failed and stared at his brother.

"If you sing," Marcus warned him. "I'm going to kill you."

"Fine." Mason said putting his Violin away. "Keep playing boys."

Calvin, Igor, and Flare did as they were told and keep playing. Mason grabbed Marcus and Angel's food and placed it on the table. Marcus noticed right away it was one large plate instead of two plates.

"Whats the big idea?" Marcus asked.

"Turns out we only had one plate," Mason smiled. "Sorry about that."

Marcus growled at his brother who quickly backed off. Angel just laughed and they both went to eating their food. They could both feel everyone's eyes on them. Once they had finished Mason took away their plate then returned with another menu.

"Would you two like desert?" Mason asked.

Marcus looked at the menu and saw on item, Chocolate Cake. Shaking his head Marcus gave the menu back to his brother.

"I guess we'll have the Chocolate cake." Marcus told him.

"Sorry," Mason replied. "We seem to be all out."

As he said that Mason licked something off his finger. Out of no where a spoon hit Mason in the head causing him to fall over.

"You idiot!" Ms Gear yelled. "You ate the Cake I made for them!"

"It was so good." Mason whined.

Marcus shook his head and got out of his chair. After thanking everyone he took Angel to her room where they kissed and departed. On his way back to his room Marcus asked Tic about what he found.

"What did you find that you don't want me to see?" Marcus asked.

"I'll show when we get back to your room." Tic said. "I wish you would listen to me."

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When they arrived at his room Tic released a small ball the rolled to the middle of the floor. It began playing recorded events in holograms. A women in her thirties was being held at sword point by Marcus' Grandfather.

"Open the damn tank!" He demanded.

"If I do we can't put it back in to finish aging." The women replied.

"That's the point." Mark said pointing his Katana at the women. "Now do it!"

A tank filled with blue liquid drained out and Mark reached inside and pulled something out. The sounds of a baby crying filled the room. Mark pulled of the black coat he was wearing and wrapped the baby in it.

"Mark!" Someone yelled.

Marcus who was watching the recording turned to see another women around forty arrive with armed Union guards.

"What have you done!" She yelled.

"I'm doing what I should have a long time ago." Mark yelled. "I'm done with living like this. I will pass on my will to this child and he will do what I couldn't."

"And how is that?" The women asked.

"The Iron Will project." Mark said. "That's how Mary."

"The Iron Will project?!" Mary yelled. "So your helping the Confederacy?!"

"Indeed I am," Mark replied. "And with them I can help this child become what I couldn't"

"It's your clone!" Mary yelled. "It will never be anything without your soul and mind."

"Wrong," Mark laughed. "He is his own person and that's how he will stay until his death."

"Get him!" Mary yelled.

The Union guards charged Mark who began fighting them off while protecting the baby in his arm. With an opening he dashed for an exit. He threw a hand full of small bombs at his followers to give him some time to run.

As he ran through the hall ways of the large building he was in someone got in his way. A man the same age as Mary stood in front of the entrance to the platform Mark had parked his escape vehicle.

"Get out of the way Noah!" Mark yelled. "I wont be his damn slave any longer." 

The man who had short white hair and eyes smiled at Mark. He moved aside catching Mark by surprise.

"Go Mark," Noah said. "I'll hold them off until your gone. I'm placing my faith in that child of yours."

"Right." Mark said heading to his ship that was on the platform outside. Once inside he took one last look at his friend Noah who was being confronted by Mary and her troops. Mark look away and flew off the planet. Once he was sure he was safe, he put auto-pilot on and took the Infant to a crib he had put in the ship ahead of time.

"Your going to need a name," Mark said looking at the baby. "How about...Marcus?"

The baby Marcus began smiling at Mark and he took that as a yes. With that the holo tape ended, but another one began. Only this was a message meant for Marcus.

"Marcus," Mark said. "If your watching this then I'm dead. I'm sure you have no end of questions and I'll try to give you some answers. First I'm not really your Grandfather, I'm you in a way. You are my clone."

Marcus felt his heart drop. He was a clone of his Grandfather. That would explain his flash back that happened when he was fighting during his test.

"I was part of the team that first discovered Biotry many years ago." Mark continued. "When we did another life-form showed himself to us. It was he who showed us how to live forever. The way was by transferring our souls into clones by using Biotry. During the Flagon Uprising, before the civil war between the Confederacy and the Union, all my clones were destroyed. I was done with living so I told them to not make me anymore, but he would allow it. Instead you were made behind my back in order to force me to live forever."

"What are you talking about?" Marcus asked confused.

"Marcus," Mark said. "I'm over a thousand or more years old, and you are my clone. I didn't want this to happen so I took you and went into hiding. I raised you to do what I couldn't. I raised you to defeat...him."

"Who are you talking about?" Marcus asked.

"The one pulling the strings behind the civil war," Mark said. "A being that calls himself Creator. He is trying to enslave the entire Universe, and you must stop him. You don't have to it alone though. My friend Noah and his people will help you. They will seek you out. This is good-bye Marcus, and no matter what just know...I love you and I never thought of you as just a clone."

Marcus sat in his silent room not sure what to make of it all. There was a secret war going on behind the civil war and he was to end it. Plus he just found out his entire life was a lie. No, his friends, his girlfriend. They were all chosen by him not Mark. He wasn't a clone... he was Marcus Kelo.