Stormborn

Chapter 12: Father and Son

"Silvester, I don't want to do this... But you're giving me no choice," Tethra said cautiously, dragging out every single word.

Silvester smirked and dimmed the purple flame in his hand, "Okay, I'll talk to you."

Tethra held a puzzled look on his face as he carefully analyzed Silvester, "Really?" He asked.

"Yeah, I mean, you are my father, and you did no harm to me, so why not?" Silvester said while slightly shrugging.

Tethra hung the chains on his belt as the fire on them extinguished, "I'm glad to hear that," Tethra said as he took a step closer to his son, "I want you to-"

He was unable to complete his sentence due to the purple ball of fire that crashed into his stomach, knocking him onto the ground.

Holding the area that the ball hit, Tethra began to cough uncontrollably, "What did you do?" He asked as his face began to turn red, showing his struggle to breathe.

Silvester walked over to where his father lay and placed his right leg on his chest, "Oh, quit your whining, that's nothing lethal... But if you want me to end the suffering, I'd be glad to," holding up his right hand, Silvester allowed a purple mist to build up in his palm, but before allowing it to grow larger, a feminine voice came from nearby, "That's enough!"

Silvester turned his head to where the voice came from and a frown replaced the devious smirk that he loved, "But I'm having a little fun," he whined.

"We need him alive," the voice replied, placing emphasis on the word alive so that it couldn't possibly be mistaken, not even by a toddler.

"But why?" Silvester continued to whine, allowing the mist in his hand to fluctuate in size.

From out of the shadows came the woman who had stopped Silvester when he was killing the Stormborn guards, "Because. I. Need. Him. Alive," she said, this time emphasising every single word in the sentence.

Struggling, Tethra finally managed to turn his head in the direction that the woman stood, "Who the hell are you?" He managed to groan, causing Silvester to press his heel harder into his chest.

"Oh that's right," the woman laughed, "You don't recognize me in this form," she said, as she slapped her forehead in disbelief, "But I was sure I changed before I got here."

Silvester was now confused, "What? Who the hell are you?" He asked, just now realizing that he never got a name from her.

"We'll get to that in just a moment," she said while searching through her pockets.

After a whole minute has gone, she finally found what she was looking for, a small test tube that had a black liquid in it, "Bingo!"

Quickly, she drank the liquid, causing green smoke to conceal her body. Once the smoke has cleared, there was no longer a woman standing before them.

It was a man who's face was not of skin, but of bone. The bone ended at his chin and everything else on his body was skin. He wore a large crown, made of prickly bones, most likely ribs.

His green eyes shown in delight as he fixed his purple tie into his velvet vest, and dust off his black pants.

Tethra was speechless, for he already knew who it was, but the man turned to Silvester and extended his hands, as if going in for a hug, "Hello dear grandson!"

~•~

"We need to rid of them immediately!" Said one of the oldest looking men who sat in the dimly lighten, dust filled room.

Ben sat on the King's chair, which was on the far left of the rectangular table.

"They're just kids!" Ben yelled, slamming his hand against the metal that the table was made out of for more effect, "How am I supposed to lead a kingdom when I can't even lead two kids to safety!?"

"It's not that you can't, it's the fact that you can," Ben's father said, slowly turning his head to face his son, and the other council members nodded in agreement.

Ben sighed in frustration and leaned back in his chair holding his head, "With all due respect father, that makes no sense to me."

"Right now, the only safe haven for those children is here, in our kingdom. As long as we keep them here, they won't stop coming after us!" his father yelled loud enough to make Ben understand, "Our forces aren't strong enough to take on the Stormborn troops, and you know it!"

Ben said nothing. He clenched his fists then violently pushed his chair aside while he got up and left the room.

The rest of the council shot glares at Barrack, Ben's father and the former king, "That boy is going to bring us all to our graves if you don't do something about it," one of them said, leaning towards Barrack.

Barrack held his head and rubbed it slowly, "Unfortunately, I'm well aware of that."

Ben marched towards the room where the twins were kept and calmly knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" The voice from beyond the door wasn't  the soft and gentle voice of Crystal that he usually hear when he knocked, but it was the deep and rough voice of their father, Jordan.

"It's Ben... Can I come in?"

The door was opened slightly, allowing Ben to squeeze his body through before it was closed.

In the room was his wife Skylar, who sat on a stool while fiddling on Crystal's hair. Vector was still no where to be seen.

"Where's Vector?" He asked, concerned.

"He's still at the infirmary, sleeping... Why?" Jordan asked.

"You need to go for him... Now!" Ben yelled while rushing over to his wife and whispered in her ear, "Are you able to get to the workshop from here?"

Finishing up with Crystal's hair, she nodded in response as she stood up to face Ben.

Jordan has already left the room in search of his son and Crystal was looking at the married couple, confusion in her eyes.

"You need to get down there, charge up the suits... We need to leave, as soon as possible."

~•~

Kai used his blades to carve into the concrete wall that stood before him, designing a masterpiece, displaying a picture of Killshot, except his limbs were scattered across the place.

"That looks nice," said a strange voice from across the room. It sounded feminine, or at least Kai thought it did, for he has never seen or heard a female before.

He looked around him, but no one was there. As he was to return his attention to his art piece, the sound of an object hitting metal was given off, causing him to turn to the iron bars that he was locked behind.

On the other end of the room was a female, as he thought it was, but unlike any other female, her hands were that of a cat and cat ears were at the top of her head, pretty much like Kai's.

Kai held on to the iron bars and asked, "You're a fauna?"

She swung her tail around, allowing it to grasp onto the iron bars as well before she broke down in tears and nodded to Kai.

Moving closer into the light, she allowed Kai to see more of her. Her clothes were devastated with random scratches on them, and underneath each scratch was a nasty scar left to settle on her body.

Sorry I took so long, I was distracted with school work and I felt lazy at one point.... Again, sorry.