The Boy from the Bunker - Season 5

Episode One, Part 5:

Episode One, Part 5:
B r o t h e r

Tired of the bickering between Kane and his sons, Rhea interrupted the conversation, walking close to Chessca with a demand of questions.

"Why should I believe you?" She asked the hostage. "How do I know you're not lying to me?"

Chessca stuttered, looking over to Quill. They hadn't prepared for this, but luckily, Chessca was smart: she knew what to do.

"I can describe them. I'll tell you what they looked like." She suggested.

Rhea hesitated. It was a good idea. Chessca hadn't been there when they were putting Elara through the phases, so if she could accurately describe what they looked like, it was confirmation that she was telling the truth.

"Fine." She agreed.

Chessca let out a shaky breath, wishing Rhea wasn't so close to her as she began to talk. "The girl is-"

"The Heir," Rhea was already correcting her.

"The Heir," Chessca copied, "is quite young. I'd say around 15, 16? Uh, her hair is red - but a little darker than her brother's hair. They look the same," she remembered what she had said to Quill in the labs when she observed them, grateful that she had pointed it out.

Rhea glanced over at Kane. She had seen Wynn before but couldn't recall him in as much detail as his father could. Kane nodded discreetly, informing Rhea that Chessca's statement was correct.

"Her hair is wavy, mid-waist length. Um, a lot of freckles... She was wearing grey jeans; one of the knees was wrapped up in duck tape... She-"

"That's enough," Rhea silenced her. She knew the girl was telling the truth. When Elara was at the labs, she had ripped a stitch on the leg of her jeans when she was in a vision. That was why they had decided to restrain her hands: because her movement was too wild.

Rhea's eyes narrowed not at Quill, but at Ares, as she made her declaration. "She's telling the truth. The Heir is at the labs," she announced to her people.

"No!" Ares screamed. He lunged forward, as if wanting to get at Rhea, but Quill held his arm out and caught his brother. Once Ares realised who was holding him back, disgust covered his face.

He pushed Quill away, trying not to hurt him, but he had to make it look believable. "What have you done, Quill? Why did you tell them that?" He yelled.

"They're right, Ares," his brother cried. It was hard to say, even harder to fight with his brother even though they both knew it was an act. "Elara isn't safe here! I know we care about her, but she's not! She's- She's getting worse, and you know it. The serum won't fix her. I can't watch her suffer anymore... This is what's best!"

Ares backed away at Quill's words. Tears were rolling down his cheeks - the brutality of their conversation tearing them both apart, speaking their greatest fears aloud. What if all they were saying was true? What if the only way for their sister to get better was to complete The Alteration?

With a heavy breath, hoping they had done enough, Ares knew it was time to leave. But there was one more thing he had to say.

"You've ruined everything! If we lose our sister, this is on you!"

It killed Ares to say it, but there was a relief that he was now planned to retreat back into camp as if to hollow away from his 'brother's betrayal', waiting anxiously to see if Wynn and Elara would ever make it back to Basilisk.