Crimson Tears
(part twenty-five)
Kaleb stared into his father's eyes; they were sad. The bright, lively crimson had been replaced by a dull, almost lifeless, flat red. He saw a tear trickle down his father's right cheek.
"What's wrong, Dad?"
"Do you remember what I told you about the prophecy and how Master Cyclonis would be after you?"
"Yes."
Zacchaeus took a deep breath, trying to figure out the best way to tell him that before the summer was up, he would be living with Dakota and his family on another terra.
"Your Uncle Ammon intercepted a transmission from a Cyclonian destroyer. He believes Master Cyclonis may know where you are."
"Are we leaving?"
Zacchaeus took his son's face into his hands. "You will be."
"What,?" Kaleb's voice was shaky. "What about you?"
"Your mom, brother, sister and I are staying here."
"Where am I going?" Tears were beginning to form in his eyes.
"Dakota and his family are moving to another terra…and you'll be going with them."
"But I don't wanna go," Kaleb said softly as his tears began to fall. "I wanna stay here."
"I know, Kaleb," his father answered gently. "But you're no longer safe here."
"Why can't we all go?"
"We have to hide you."
"No! I don't wanna go!"
Kaleb pulled away from his father and ran out of the room, tears streaming down his cheeks. He could hear his father calling after him but he didn't stop.
He ran out of the house and into the barn.
xXx
I'm so horrible. The things I do to the characters. It's almost time for Kaleb to say good-bye to his family...at least for a little while.