Negligence, Chapter One: Deceit
"Father?"
The acrid smell of oil and metal hung in the air, but the child didn't notice. The child wanted approval. Approval it would sorely miss.
"Yes, child?"
"What are your commands?"
"Follow me. All shall be revealed."
"Yes, father."
The journey was filled with a void of silence, a gap of air that consumed them. As they passed through their home, the child was the onlooker of horrible acts. Things a child should never have to see.
"Stand here. I'll be gone for a little while, don't move."
The father motioned toward a deep basin, bigger than a man.
"Yes father."
The child was confused, but he complied. Father was always right. As the child climbed into the basin, he found it was made of metal. As was everything. But the child still looked on in wonder.
"Goodbye son."
"Father?"
The basin suddenly sunk into the ground extinguishing any chances of escape.
"Father? What is happening? Have I been a bad boy? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, just let me out! I'm scared father! Father! Help me!"
The father turned away, out of the child's view.
"Father!?"
A viscous, glowing liquid began to flow from the ceiling pushing its way through the air, towards the basin the child was standing in.
"Father!"
The liquid began to hit the bottom of the basin, and the child tried desperately to climb up the sides, slipping and unable to gain a grip on the metal.
"Father! Fat—eeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-"
The child burned, his flesh becoming like the liquid, like fire. The mind of the child burned last, hoping for Father to save him.
Father....
The father knew it was necessary. But he also knew it wasn't right. If his heart was still alive, it would have shattered. The closest thing to a child he had created had the face of his enemy. The fates toyed with him.
Rogue code flew through the system eviscerating the defences the hindered it. The code collected, to create a thought. The thought cursed the deceiver and vowed revenge. Thoughts collected and formed a mind.
A mind with red eyes.
Eyes that burned..