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"Allow me to introduce myself formally," said, the man who was now in their living room, opposite him was Conner and his monic. "My name is Quian Chen. I am here to represent the Zanglo family."
"The what?" said, Conner, surprising the man.
Oh, the family wasn't famous here.
"Does the name Wei Tan Zanglo mean anything to you, madam?" said, the man turning to his mother.
And Conner watched the Witch he called his mother gasp and say. "I haven't heard that name in almost two decades. Have you come to tell me, he's dead?"
"Ur, no," The man said, "My Master is very much alive. I've come to inform you that the elders of the family have accepted you and your son into the family. The family is willing to compensate you on the 16 years they've missed and will put money into a wedding. All we ask is that your son takes the families last name and he would be trained to one day become the family head."
"W-What, mom. What is he talking about?" said, Conner, what on earth was going on!?
"I'll tell you who your father afterwards," She said, making his eyes go wide before she turned to the Asian man and said. "My son and I would be more than happy to enter the family and take up the name. My son was thinking of starting public school soon."
"What?" The man said, what kind of heir goes to public school? "Madam, I assure you that the family will fund his education into a much more suitable private school."
And Conner did not know what was happening, but she had somehow gotten him a backer for a private school.
"So, you two are willing to come back to Asia with me? We'll leave for Asia tonight" said, the man.
"Wait, what?" said, his mother, surprised.
"The family wants to see the both of you as soon as possible," said, the man. "I am merely following orders, so if there is anything you wish to be transported into your new rooms, then you just have to simply say so or just pack it into a suitcase, and somebody will load it onto the private jet."
Both of them blinked.
Seeing it through a person's eyes instead of experiencing it, was two very different things.
Finally, Conner spoke.
"In Asia, can I invite my friends around?" said, Conner.
The man blinked and said. "I don't see why not." and that was all Conner needed to hear.
He sat up and said. "I'm going to pack."
Both adults blinked as he eagerly went to his room to go to pack.
"Just give us a couple of hours," She said, "I need to phone my workplace to tell them I'm quitting"
"...Okay," said, the man.
The man left and waited in the car; he called an elder up to inform the family that they had accepted, and she indeed did have a son that looked a lot like the current Head of the Family.
He could just hear the collective sigh, knowing they didn't have to think about a world where Damien ruled.
Meanwhile, in the house, both of them packed all the stuff they needed, taking pictures and electrical devices with them.
And then when night came, they got into the car that was opened for them like they were royalty.
They entered and drove for almost an hour to the airport, however, when they walked through, they were stunned to go through the part where people parked their private jets.
Their ID's were shown before they were let through and entered the large white jet that said 'Zanglo' on the side, they got in, and Conner saw the inside of the jet was like being in first class for the first time in his life.
They sat down in creamy, comfortable seats and the pilot made sure, the jet was ready for take off before getting back in and starting the jet.
All doors were shut, and the plane began to move forward, they were off the ground heading straight for Asia.
It would take many hours for them to get there.
Suddenly a court was wheeled out with barrages and plates.
"Would you like anything, Mistress and Young Master?" said, the woman wheeling the plane.
Conner was stunned.
"I'll have a glass of water and a meal." Said, his mother not blinking.
The woman bowed respectfully, and she put the items on the table, she poured the water in an hourglass glass cup, and put expensive cutler neatly around.
Conner blinked, as all eyes turned to him.
"E-Er, I would like the same thing," said, Conner and his order was placed in front of him with extreme care as if she was afraid of messing up.
"Please, let me or the crew know if you wish for anything else," she said before she wheeled it off to serve the family representative.
That's when Monic stopped time.
"What is going on?" said, Conner. "What did you do?"
"I gave you what you wanted," she said, "I chose a place that was highly corrupt and made a family there, it was easy to present buckets of money there, and people just take the money without question. I also improved life by making rain so that the river can be full and I gave the people better seeds to plant, that grow faster than normal. The Zanglo family is now a massive power in Asia, and to the world, I was shunned by the family when I was pregnant 16 years ago and now you. The 'heir' will have to take his place, or the family would go down under"
Conner was stunned, no, he was more than stunned, he was shocked.
"Oh, and did I mention the family are Krypotian?" She said.
She gave him moments to focus his mind.
"Are you sure, you're not a god?" said, Conner. "How will Superman react if he finds out there is a whole family of Kryptonians on earth? What about the justice league!?"
"You should be more concerned about Superman or a Leaguer seeing you," said, Monic, stunning him. "None of the Zanglo family look that much like Superman, not even the father the world thinks you have. Besides, with you being an heir, there will be way more security than normal in case somebody wants to kidnap you because you look like a clone of Superman. It's too late to try and change your face completely or do you want to fake your death and doom a whole land of people?"
When she put it like that...
Time started again, and Conner was eating, he had no idea how to eat with fancy cutlery, so he picked up a fork and began to eat.
It was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.
He began to eat faster, and she smiled.
And she wasn't the only one smiling, the servants were too, glad that he liked the food.
The jet landed in Asia, 7 hours later, and they were directed off the plane.
They walked out, and somebody was unloading their luggage, they followed the man to a Limousine, and got in, the driver then began to drive away and head to the land that the Zanglo family owned.
For the first time, Conner could see that he was in another country, the air was different, people were dressed differently, people were using animals in exchange for an engine to drive through the street.
Conner looked at it all, even when the road was no longer built so strongly and the appearance of a limousine stuck out like a sore thumb.
Conner really wanted to try the Asian food; he wanted to experience it all.
And then they entered the land that the Zanglo family brought and came to the border; he saw that there was a crowd of people around the border and people dressed as police officers taking people names down.
Conner wondered what was going on.
They drove to the gate, and somebody noticed them and came over.
When they saw Conner, there was a visible change in their expression, as the man shouted for the gate to be opened to let them in.
The limousine came in and began to drive; Conner saw houses, people, a market place, kid's playing happily.
And the limousine began to go uphill to the giant house that was in front of Villa that was filled with flowers, fountains and statues.
They got out, and Conner was experiencing it all.
He had only seen a sight as beautiful as this in his mind; he couldn't believe this was where they would be staying.
Suddenly he heard being shouted at him.
Suddenly he heard the sound of a motorcycle speeding towards him.
Conner managed to dodge, but only slightly.
When he saw who it was and the smile on the guy's face, he realised he was meant to be run over.
"Conner, are you okay?" said, his mother, helping him up.
"I'm fine," He said, before looking at the person who wanted to run him over.
The person he looked at was on a miniature motorbike; he was dressed in an expensive blue suit with a tie, his skin was darker, he had blue eyes and his black hair was delicately styled up.
He was young.
Really young.
Suddenly the representative for the family bowed heavy and said. "Good morning, Young Master Damien!" in a language Conner had yet to learn.
The boy promptly ignored the man and drove away, but not before saying in English. "Did you enjoy the ride, peasant? I wonder if the cleaner can get the stench of being poor out that you soaked into interior."
And the first words that came to Conner mind was that this brat needed a good whack on the head.
The boy drove away, almost running over honest working people and laughing.
Conner and his mother were taken inside, the inside was even more glamorous than the outside, lining the walls were art, in the hallway was art, servants went about their daily lives on the upkeep alone when they saw him, they stopped and stared before bowing repeatedly.
Conner was once again stunned again by the level of respect he received.
They were both led to their new rooms.
Conner saw that his room was so large, that he didn't know what to do with all the space, church-like windows poured light into the room, the bed was way too big for a full-grown person to sleep in, the floor was made from marble, there was a giant television screen on the wall in front of the bed so that he could sit down in bed and watch.
Both Conner and his mother wanted to sleep, it was deep in the night back in America, but they both managed to stay awake.
Lucky, they both didn't have to stay on their feet for long.
"Young Master, please put on this," said, a man holding formal attire for him to wear.
"I would rather wear the clothes I am wearing now," said, Conner and the man suddenly looked helpless.
He had been told that Conner should present himself in these clothes.
However.
The man bowed and said. "As you wish Young Master" let him take the blame for it.
Conner stuff was put into the room.
Conner followed the man to the appointed room, they entered it and it as large as a ballroom, instead was seven elderly looking people dressed in expensive entire, 14 females from 4 to 45.
And then he saw him.
The boy who tried to run him over.
"You appear before the elders in that, peasant?" said, the boy. "You have guts."
And Conner was no stranger to the disapproval he could feel in the room from the old people.
And then he saw his mother, she was dressed in a ceremonial dress, but he could see she had hidden jeans underneath and next to her was a man that made him stare, he looked very similar to him, he had darker skin and his hair was black and tied back.
The man wasn't Superman levels of creepy in looks, but he wasn't normal looking either.
Conner took a deep breath and said. "My name is Conner Witcher. I were what I want and how I want. If any of you have a problem with it, then I am more than willing to walk out of that door and try to find my way back home. Give my birth right to the next in line to be Heir."
"Alright!" said, Damien, jumping for joy. "See you peasant!"
"Damien, sit down!" said, his mother in whatever language they were speaking in, she had grey hair and blue eyes, Damien sat back down.
"We are willing to meet you, and your mother demands," said, the eldest looking old man in English, the man was completely bald, he wore a tunic, it wasn't clear how many years the man had left, he could bend over and die at any minute.
The elders in the room felt that they had no other choice but to except Conner, it was either him or be stuck with Damien.
Nobody wanted that choice taken away from them.
"Welcome to the family, Son," said, the man who was supposed to be his father in English, before Conner was stunned when the man embraced him into a hug.
His mother had done it several times before but never a father; it was a completely different experience as he could feel the difference between the two sexes.
He soon caved in and hugged the man back.
The man let go of him and started introducing him to the rest of the family in English.
Cousin Damien could not have looked sourer.
And scene!
Next chapter, it's the wedding, and Conner officially becomes a Zanglo. He is asked by his mother what private school he has chosen to go to and his answer surprises her and a certain Academy gets a call about a possible international student. Review/fav and follow!