chapter twenty five

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"My son, I can't thank you enough for leading me right outside the dome." He says while walking towards me and slinging an arm round my shoulder.

"I'm no son to you." I spit at him, maneuvering out of his grip. "When were you ever there for me as a kid? Huh?"

He glares at me and grips the collar of my shirt, "I didn't raise a son to talk such a tone." He said, dangerously quiet.

"You didn't raise me at all you dick!" I shouted at him. That earned me a harsh slap across the face.

I cringe at the slap and shut up quick. "Listen here, Anthony. We could change history. We could research on these people, learn about them, learn from them, find out who they are, we-"

I cut him of exclaiming, "I am not letting you experiment on the people!" He death stares me down and tells me,

"Anthony we could make so much money, don't you want that? You would never have to do anything ever again. Don't you want that?"

I punch him across the face and jump on top of him sitting on his chest and repeatedly punched him across the face.

Two other people in the tuxes grabbed my arms and pulled me off him as other people grabbed him.

He was pulled up and was leaning against the people supporting him.

He looked straight at me, breathing deeply, anger seething out of my body.

"Kill him." He said still looking at me.

"What?! No!" I scream as I writhe around trying to escape the grasp of the people as I'm dragged away to my death.

(A/N ITS BEEN SO LONG AHHH

also i have tests coming up and a holiday to france so updates may be slow sorryyyyyy)

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