Auther's note : there's a plenty of Japanese conversations in the chapter, I feel like that I fucked up with the translator. If any of the readers are Japanese or speak it. Please say if it's correct or not. Thanks in Advance :)
*8:25 AM, 1 KM from the Iraqi-Iranian borderline, Ahmed's POV*
I closed the portal, at last… that was really hard thing to do, I was attached to that world in the last few days, more than anything… more than my own home… but I need to control my emotions, I have a war to win.
But I couldn't hold few tears from escaping my eyes.
"Sir, are you crying?" Alexandra tried to pat my back in concern.
"I'm fine," I stepped away a bit from Alexandra, wiping my tears before she sees it. "We are supposed to be near the Iraqi-Iranian borderline, we just have to climb down the hill and the highway will be in front of us, then we will head to Baghdad."
"On foot?" Alexandra raised her eyebrows. "Sir but that is a 215 Km (122 Mile) long! How the hell are we going to walk all of that!?"
"There's a big checkpoint on the borderline, we can take an escort from there. And Alexandra."
"Yes?"
"Don't talk to anyone at all, you look very human, keep it that way."
"Roger that sir,"
We slowly climbed down the hill, and just as I said, the highway was there. I took the walk towards the checkpoint, it only took 10 minutes of walking and for me to see it over the horizon.
It was a very big establishment, a big military base enough to hold 20,000 soldiers in it, and it can survive for long months if under siege, it's built between mountains making it impossible to go around it. These big bases were built by me in 2023 in fear of an Iranian attack, but it never happened, so it was turned into checkpoints after the union with Iran.
As I got closer the Iraqi soldiers noticed me.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Hey! That's General Ahmed! General Ahmed is here!" One soldier yelled, making the entire base notice that I'm here.
The soldier along with his commanding officer and 5 of his mates ran into me.
" *Speaks in Arabic* General Ahmed. Welcome! Why are you on foot? Where's your car?" The officer asked.
I had to come up with a convincing story.
" *Speaks in Arabic* the car was busted a few kilometers back, I had to continue on foot."
Having reputation of moving around with little-to-no guards at all sometimes, the soldiers have believed me.
One of the guys started looking at Alexandra. " *Speaks in Arabic* Hey, who's the girl?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Her name is Alexandra, she's a programmer, she's been hired to work in our army in cyber warfare."
" *Speaks in Arabic* I see, Hello Alexandra,"
" *Speaks in Arabic* H- Hi," That's the only word Alexandra said.
" *Speaks in Arabic* She's a bit shy, but give her a computer and she would do wonders," I explained. " *Speaks in Arabic* But right now, I need an escort to Baghdad."
" *Speaks in Arabic* There's a squad which is about to leave to Baghdad, you can go with them, please follow me sir," The officer said to me.
I walked with the soldiers inside the base, everyone on full alert since the rebellions have started.
Eventually, they took us to the other side of the base, where a couple of trucks were being filled with soldiers.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Here sir," the officer handed me a car keys. " *Speaks in Arabic* These are the keys for the jeep next to the trucks."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Thanks," I took the keys from him. " *Speaks in Arabic* return to your positions."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Sir yes sir!" He and the other soldiers saluted me, I saluted back and they left us. Me and Alexandra headed for the jeep and I took the driver's seat while Alexandra was next to me. I fired up the engine and waited them to move.
Once the trucks started to move I went behind them immediately, we left the base, leaving Iran and heading to Iraq.
Alexandra was looking at anything and everything, trying to catch all the details about all things. From the rough terrain of Iran, with all of its mountains and hills. To the desert of Iraq, where nothing but golden sand could be seen around you on the highway
"Liking earth so far, Alexandra?"
"Well, I like it so far, it's a fun experience. So we were at a country called Iran, and once we crossed the borders we became in Iraq. Right?"
"That's right."
"What's the difference between the two counties?"
"There's plenty to start with. Geographically, Iran is full of mountains, there're mountains all over the country, while Iraq is a big desert full of sand, with two rivers in the middle of the country, Tigris and Euphrates, where the agriculture is based around it."
"What about other things? Culture? Religion? Population?"
"Alexandra, I like that you always want to learn more. But I need to focus on driving, get into the internet, it has answers for almost anything," I said as I handed her the tablet of mine. "Here, it has internet connection. Help yourself."
"Thank you, General Ahmed." She took it from my hand.
"And by the way, I think I need to get a nickname for you. Cause Alexandra is too long to say, it least for me. What do you think?"
"A- A nickname?!" Alexandra's form was glitching for a second.
"If you aren't comfortable with it then you can completely forget about it."
"N- no, it's not about that… I just think it was too sudden, but I'm okay with it if you want."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I mean… you own my after all… I'm your slave, who am I to say no anyway…"
"Alexandra, you aren't a slave, you are an advanced A.I that has a consciousness! You realize what you are doing, not just following some codes and programming. You do something because you want to do it, because you have been convinced with it! I won't suppress such wonderful thing! You have a free will, Alexandra! Do you understand?!"
"If I told you that I don't want to work for you anymore, will you respect my 'free will' and let me go? After spending 120 Million Ring to buy me?"
She stunned me with her argument… and she left me silent, I didn't know how should I answer. I was just left speechless.
"That's what I thought so, General Ahmed. You see me as a slave of your-"
"You. Are. Not. A slave, Alexandra. You… I can't explain what exactly are you, you are an A.I, but you have feelings, you feel happy, sad, scared, confused, shocked, uncertain, and the list goes on. You're as human as all of us. Don't think that you are a slave, I never thought of you as a slave. I don't see how did you happen to feel 'lower' then me or anyone else, none of us treated you bad. None of us referred to you by 'it', we always said 'she' or 'her' or by your name, Alexandra. Maybe I won't let you go in the future if you wanted such thing. But that doesn't mean you don't have a free will, you have a free will, you free to do what you want, as long as you aren't harming yourself or others. None of us will stop you, no… none of us have the right to stop you. So Alexandra, I don't want you to talk about yourself in such degrading way again. You are a person, you have a free will, and no one can change that! Understand!?"
Alexandra's face changed from sad frown to a small smile. "Thank you, sir."
"You're welcome."
"By the way… I want my nickname to be 'Freewill', can I get it?"
"Ok, Freewill it is then… Now, Freewill, keep quiet for the rest of the drive."
"Yes sir!" She gave me a steady salute.
"That's my good A.I girl!" I rubbed her head playfully, earning a soft purr from her. "Oh, that's so cute!"
"Ok, sir that's enough," the cheeks of 'Freewill' was burning red.
"Ok, I will stop now. Eyes on the road now…"
*10:52 AM, Outskirts of Baghdad, Ahmed's POV*
"Have we reached it now?" Alexandra asked, looking at the magnificent city from afar.
"Yes…" I said, a small grin formed on my face. "Welcome… to the grand city of Baghdad."
Baghdad has changed a lot, when I claimed it for myself in 2023, it was a whole different thing. It was in total ruins, being the main frontier for a bloody civil war for over 2 years left the city in a horrible conditions, half of Baghdad was flattened to the ground, the other half was turned into a war zone. I aimed all the resources I could gather at the time to rebuild Baghdad in a new, western-like theme. I wanted it to look like New York City, and that happened, in 2027, Baghdad became a whole new city, a piece of the west. Skyscrapers, modern residential complexes, big malls, parks. The only thing that didn't change was the ancient sites that I could save in Baghdad.
The military trucks stopped at a barracks at the suburbs while I continued into the city.
"Why didn't we stop with them sir?" Alexandra asked.
"Because we need to get to the presidential Palace in downtown, where I will lead the war at."
"I see,"
We continued into the city, people looked at the Humvee and realized that was me. I was raided with their nice words.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Hey! That's President Ahmed!"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Yes! That's him! Hello Mr. President!"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Mr. President! Long live the U.F.I.S! Go and teach those stupid rebels a lesson!"
"Mr. President?" Alexandra raised her eyebrows. "If I wasn't mistaken, your only official titles are 'Premier of the U.F.I.S' and 'Generalissimo of the M.L.A' am I right?"
"The population prefers to call me Mr. President. Leaders in the past were called presidents in the old republics, Premier was too new to them, they decided to just stick with Mr. President."
"Oh, I get it now… I guess."
The road was silent for the rest of it, I only noticed some things, the Anti-Air batteries were being moved into the city, and soldiers in uniform are being deployed on the streets. I bet people think that's too much precautions, but they don't know that the U.S.A and N.A.T.O is monitoring us… waiting for any sign of weakness… to rip us off our freedom… to be their slaves again…
*BEEEEEEEEEEEAAAPPPPPP!*
I almost crashed into a car in the opposite direction, but I managed to avoid it with a hard turn to the right returning to my own side to the road.
"*Speaks in Arabic* Watch it you!"
The driver yelled at me while avoiding us as well.
"Sir! Are you alright?!"
"I'm fine… just got distracted, sorry for that."
"Do you want me to drive?"
"No, I'm fine, I can still drive…"
We remained silent afterwards, keeping my eyes on the road. Until I arrived to the presidential Palace.
"Hey Alexandra, make an ID card like this, with your name on it." I showed her my card. "Use some your Nano pieces. Quick!"
Immediately, an ID card appeared in her hands. I took a glance of what she written on it.
United Federal Islamic States
National Identity Card
Name : Alexandra Freewill Romanov
Sex : Female
Religion : Islam
Social status : Single
Date of Birth : 23/06/2009
Place of birth : Beirut, Lebanon
Occupation : Cyber warfare specialist
Date created : 23/04/2028
Date of expiry : 23/04/2032
"Close enough," I didn't like she wrote 'Romanov' is her third name, but there's no time to complain. Let's hope the guy on the gates doesn't have a history degree.
We reached to the gates of the presidential Palace, we stood right next to a small cabin where a soldier was standing inside of it. He left it and stopped right in front of the car's glass.
*Knock, Knock, Knock*
Small three knocks on the glass, ordering me to lower it down for identity check. I did as he asked, he almost collapsed seeing me.
" *Speaks in Arabic* P- president Ahmed?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* The one and only," I said, giving him a small friendly smile. " *Speaks in Arabic* Why so surprised to see me? We have been seeing each other for 2 years, Salman."
He only let out a small nervous laugh.
" *Speaks in Arabic* He he, heh… that's not about that Mr. President," He scratches the back of his head nervously. " *Speaks in Arabic* You see… Minister Atrees and his wife have just came 20 minutes ago."
My parents? What are they doing here?
" *Speaks in Arabic* Got any ideas why they are here?"
He nods with his head
" *Speaks in Arabic* They have been looking for you, they asked me if you were here, I told them that you aren't here. They didn't believe me, I let them in anyway. I think you should go and see them, but before that. I need to see your IDs, specially that new white girl." He looks at her in uncomfortable way, she turns her face away from him.
" *Speaks in Arabic* P- please d- don't look at m- me like that," She asks from him nicely.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Your ID, Missy!" He calls her harshly.
She only handed the ID to me, lowering her head away from him, and I hand both of hers and mine to Salman.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Just a minute, sir. I'm gonna register you both in and be right back." And he trailed off to his cabin.
"Why he's so unfriendly with me? I did nothing and he was ready to jump on me and attack."
"A female white American soldier killed his mother in front of him in 2004, he was only 4 then. He's acting like that with anyone who's white ever since, specially white women. Don't take it against him, he's only having a hard time ever since that accident."
Alexandra didn't reply, just shrugged sadly. "You humans are weird."
"How so?"
"You're literally the same body, with the same functions. But just because difference in skin and eye color you have been classing each other and deciding what's a better race and what's not. You are killing each other for the most trivial reasons, calling each other enemies, destroying your own world with your own hands… how are you like this?"
"That's a big question, but its answer is simple : it's in our nature. Don't ask how, it has been always like this, humans always wanted to dominate, to empower others. Just for their personal glory, and it doesn't matter the sufferings they cause on their way. Power lust blinds them. It has been going since the existence of humanity."
"What about you sir?"
"Me? What about me?"
"Did you lust for power and made others suffer?"
"Everyone lusts for power, that's a thing everyone have. The point is, do you let it control you? Or do you control it and use it for better causes?"
"Sir, no offense intended, but could you not dodge the question?"
"I… when I started my campaign, I had one goal, which is to liberate all oppressed Muslims. Over time… I drafted a bit from that cause, and decided to use it to rule the people… so to answer your question. Yes, I lusted for power a bit, but I kept my limits… or at least, I think I did so."
Before I could drawn into deep thought about my life and all what I did during it, Salman returned with our IDs.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Here you go sir," Salman gave us the cards.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Thank you, Salman." I took the IDs from him, then I gave him a generous tip, 500 Dinars, the currency of the U.F.I.S.
" *Speaks in Arabic* M- Mr. President-"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Just take it, consider it a special reward for the month. Trust me, you gonna need every single Dinar you can find. So hold on it."
He nodded, showing that he understands.
I closed the window and headed to the presidential Palace of Iraq.
It was built along during the renovation of Baghdad. It wasn't made for living of course, at least, that wasn't the main purpose for it. It serves as an HQ, I rule the country from here. Here, I do all things a leader usually do, paperwork, meetings with the ministers, creating laws and sending it to the parliament to pass, meet foreign leaders, although it's quite rare since no one wants having diplomatic ties with me, they only recognized the U.F.I.S only because I erased 9 nations off the map, they only send ambassadors here.
Anyway, I stopped next to the entrance, next to my father's car. The same old Chevrolet Lanus 2011, he refused to change the 19-year-old car even though I offered to give him better cars, he's content with that one for some reason.
I stepped out of the Humvee and headed to enter the palace. The guards did the military salute and opened the big double doors for me.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Have you seen Minister Atrees?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* He said that he's headed for your office." The guard replied.
I stormed into the palace and towards my office. It was on the third floor, it took a while climbing the stairs. Once I was on the third floor, I raced to reach for my office, Alexandra behind me of course.
Finally I was there, my humble office.
Before I could grab the handle, I heard a heavy argument.
"Minister Atrees, with all due respect-"
"What respect do you still have for me?! Huh?! I'm Minister Atrees, minister of the roads and transport affairs! And more importantly, I'm the president's father! Yet you keep me in the dark!"
Did he find out about Mobius?! H- how?
"Mr. Minister, you don't understand, we are working by orders from General Ahmed. We have no say in anything."
"Then why did I find out about the rebellion from the news, and not by being informed officially like everyone else in the government!?"
I let out a mental sigh of relief, I thought that he have found out about Mobius. Now, time to get involved.
I opened the doors wide open and let myself in while Alexandra is following me, looking at the people present in the office.
Kido, the loyal Japanese subject, my right arm. And a loyal friend. He's from the Nagasaki, Kyushu, Japan.
His attire was the official army of the M.L.A, brown jacket with a matching brown pants, white shirt, black bow tie. What was extra was an arm badge on his right arm, it was the flag of Imperial Japan. The flag of the rising sun. His pistol and his samurai sword are the only weapons he have.
Next to him was Major Ali and… Hirohito? Yes, that's him. The Japanese soldier from the Iranian base.
On the other side, were my father. Minister Atrees, a black bold man with dark brown eyes, not over weight, not buildup body either. He's the minister of roads and transport affairs since 2028. He was wearing a formal black suit with a red bow tie.
Next to him, my mother, Mrs. Sarah Atrees. A white woman with brown eyes, her eyes are the only things that is distinguishing her from the western white people. Wearing traditional Islamic Hijab covering her hair, a wide blue blouse, and a wide black skirt. The head of the association of Muslim women.
My sister. Ms. Raga Atrees, the 24-year old super-genius scientist, specializing in nuclear energy and all energy types in general. Not something hard for her considering that she's having a 300 IQ brain. Wearing a white blouse and brown wide skirt under her lab coat.
And finally. Mr. Amro Atrees, the 21-year old super-genius scientist. Specializing in nuclear energy and all kinds of energy in general, just like my sister. Also he have the same 300 IQ brain. Wearing a white dress shirt and blue bow tie and black pants.
Kido and Hirohito bowed to me while Ali gave me the military salute, both of my parents and my sister and brother did nothing.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Peace upon you everyone!" I said as I walked to my father and took his hand and kissed it. " *Speaks in Arabic* Hello, father. How are you doing?"
My father didn't reply, just shrugged and pulled his hand away.
My relationship with my father hasn't been the best lately… Actually it's pretty horrible. He's not pleased with me ruling the country and being an army General at the same time. And of course, being half-good half-psychopath due to my disorder doesn't make it any better. It's a total turmoil between me and my father.
I walked to my mother and kissed her hand as well. " *Speaks in Arabic* Hello mother, how are you doing?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Oh, son. As long as you're good, I'm good." Mom said with a warm smile that made me over the moon.
Unlike my father, her attitude hadn't changed at all. Which is a good thing. I would go crazy if she acted to me like how my father acts to me. I'm so attached to her.
Then finally, my sister. " *Speaks in Arabic* Hi Raga, how are you doing? How's your scientific projects?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Hi Ahmed, all projects are progressing well. Everything is in order."
Ever since we found out she's a 300 IQ Genius, he attitude began getting colder over time. Her only commitment is to science, leaving no time to do anything else. But at least she can be a bit normal around me, but not so much. She's acting to me like I'm her boss rather than her elder brother. You could even mistake her for a walking corpse because she doesn't eat well from doing too much work.
Then I headed to my brother and gave him a hard hug. " *Speaks in Arabic* Hey little brother! How's it going!"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Hey big bro! All is going very well, all for the prosperity of the U.F.I.S!" He hugged me back, his voice full of optimism.
Unlike my sister, he didn't become a cold walking corpse that only cares about work. If you don't know him well, you would think that he's a normal person, not a 300 IQ scientist. He's full of optimism and very alive.
I headed to my desk and sat on the chair. " *Speaks in Arabic* So… care to explain what's going on here, father?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* There're TWO huge rebellions that I had no idea that are ongoing! How could I have not heard about them?! Like Kido? Or Ali?! Or you no longer trust your own father!?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* First, could you please stop imaging me as the classic dictator that distrust anyone around him, that would be pretty much appreciated. Because you should you better than anyone how much I trust you, father. I trust you with my life."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Doesn't feel like it, you rarely sees us. You don't even make phone calls or send text massages to us!"
" *Speaks in Arabic* I always call mom, last time I called her was five days ago but you were sleeping. Didn't I mom?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Yes, yes, he's telling the truth, Atrees." Mom nodded, confirming my words to my father.
I looked back at my father.
" *Speaks in Arabic* As for the main issue, father. The rebellions have broke out only 3 days ago. Only the military leadership was informed. And of course, you are not a military."
" *Speaks in Arabic* And the country's leader shouldn't be a military either." He muttered under his teeth.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Oh, come on dad, you know that we are in danger all the time. I can't just leave the military while the US are after us."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Something that a dictator would say, the fake enemy that he uses to plant fear into people and makes them think that they need him to protect them from that enemy." Father said angrily.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Except the fact that this fake enemy is very real, and not just an image. The US lost all oil field that were owned by the American companies, I even buy most of the Saudi oil to prevent them from using it, instead I refine the oil by myself and sell the products that comes out of it. That have hit their economy hard, buying products that comes out of refining oil is much more expensive than buying raw oil and you know that. They try to weaken the union so that they can regain the oil without any issues. These rebellions are another dirty attempt from them."
" *Speaks in Arabic* What?" All of my family raised their eyebrows.
" *Speaks in Arabic* The E.S.S double agent in the C.I.A have managed to send us an E-Mail between the American president and the C.I.A director. They are the ones who have armed the rebellions, and if the rebellions failed, they will interfere themselves. Do you understand how much trouble we are at? We are facing a WW3 scenario right now! So please stop whining about not getting reported! Ok?!"
Finally, my father's angry face lightened and returned to normal.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Much better," I said, with a smile myself. " *Speaks in Arabic* Now, since we all as a family are here. I can spare a couple of hours together before I disappear again, so how about we eat lunch together?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* I see that's a wonderful idea!" My mom said happily. " *Speaks in Arabic* How about you guys?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* I don't mind it, I was missing meal frequently in the last few weeks. I need a good meal." Raga said, showing almost no emotional expressions at all.
" *Speaks in Arabic* That's fine by me. I want to spend some quality time with my brother!" Amro said with a smile.
My father gave up in the end. " *Speaks in Arabic* Fine, I will eat lunch with you. Are you all happy now?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Yes, we are very happy." Then I looked to Kido, Ali, and Hirohito. "You are welcomed to join us if you want."
" *Speaks in Arabic* I'm in." Ali said.
"Thank you sir, it's an honor." He and Hirohito bowed for a few seconds before they stood up again.
"Just a question, why does Hirohito do with you?"
"H- Hirohito?" Kido looked at the younger Japanese soldier while being confused. "General, that's 21-year old my son and his name is Takeshi Yataro." Then Kido got angry at him. " Anata no namae ni tsuite uso o tsuita koto ga arimasu ka!? Have you lied about your name!?"
" Watashi wa ichizoku no rīdā no magonanode, hokanohito ni watashi o betsuyō ni mi raretaku arimasen! I don't want people looking at me differently because I'm the grandson of the clan's leader!" The boy said in defense.
" Anata wa jibun no namae ga hazukashīdesu ka!? Anata wa watashitachi no kazoku no hajidesu! You feel ashamed from your name?! You're a disgrace to our family!"
Kido raised his hand and was about to slap his son's face but I grabbed his arm at the last second.
"Kido! Stop. That's an order,"
"But sir-"
"He did something wrong, I get it. And he gets to be punished properly via a military trial for lying about his real name. But beating him up won't do any good."
He gradually calmed down. I let go off his arm. Then I looked at Yataro. " Anata wa raishū, anata no honmyō ni tsuite uso o tsuita to shite gunji saiban ni sakidatsudeshou, wakarimasu ka? You will stand ahead a military trial for lying about your real name next week, understand?"
"H- Hai! Y- Yes!" He nodded to show that he understands.
" *Speaks in Arabic* What's going on?" My father asked.
" *Speaks in Arabic* The young soldier happens to be Kido's son, and he lied about his real name in the records."
" *Speaks in Arabic* That must be a pretty nasty crime, isn't it?" My brother asked.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Yes, it is."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Ahmed?" My father called me.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Yes?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Who is that girl?"
We all we caught up with each other that we forgot that Alexandra was standing between us without taking part in our 'disputes'.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Oh, her? Her name is Alexandra Romanov, also known as Freewill. She's a hacker that will join the cyber warfare team." I explained, then I realized that I said to much.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Alexandra? Romanov?" Father raised his eyebrows, he has a good understanding of history to know about the Romanov royal family, and with Alexandra having the same face of the real Alexandra Romanov. This is going to be a pickle to explain. " *Speaks in Arabic* Isn't Romanov is the name of the royal family that ruled Russia-"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Haven't you ever heard of the coincidences, Minister Atrees?" Alexandra suddenly started talking, I tried to stop her but with no avail. She's on her own now.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Yeah sure but-"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Minister Atrees," She interrupted my father. "I was born in Lebanon, in Beirut in the 26th of June 2009. I was raised their as well. I began training myself learn hacking techniques, until I became a hacking master. I was doing medium to big hacking operations, stealing money from the western business men, keeping half of the loot for myself, sending the other half to the charities."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Like Robin Hood?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Yes, like Robin Hood. But my downfall was a couple of months ago, when I thought that I could hack the Iranian Islamic bank, thinking that their firewalls would be a piece of cake. Instead finding an unbreakable firewall that I couldn't break through and the police knocking my doors a week later. I was arrested for trying to steal a national bank. But General Ahmed offered me to wipe the charges clean if I became a cyber warfare specialist. So I took it, and here I'm."
Alexandra created a very convincing backstory that I almost forgot that she's an A.I that I brought from another dimension.
My dad only scratched the back of his head nervously. " *Speaks in Arabic* Heh… I think I own you an apology."
" *Speaks in Arabic* No need to, Minister Atrees. You aren't the first to be confused by my face or name. It happened more times than I can remember." Alexandra said.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Alright everyone, time to eat!"
30 minutes later*
We all were sitting around a dining table. On one side, was Alexandra, Raga, Amro, Mother, father, me and Kido's son, Yataro.
On the other side, was Kido and Ali.
Yataro was getting death glares from his father, and I was getting death glares from my own father as well. Looks like I'm not the only one having problems with his father.
The meal was simply fried chickens with rice and mushed potatoes. It was only the sounds of us eating while we were on the table.
My father was the first to speak. " *Speaks in Arabic* so… You were in Iran, why?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* We are developing new weapons in a secret base 60 KM south of Iran. I was supposed to see the test of the new weapons." I said to my father.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Are you developing Nukes!?" My sister asked, showing clear excitement. The talk about nuclear power or nuclear weapons seems to be the only thing that makes her excited.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Oh my God, Raga! Of course not! I'm not developing nuclear weapons! I already have 580 nuclear missile, 300 from Israel, 200 from India, and 80 missile from Pakistan. And that's enough as it is! And I don't want to use them no matter are the circumstances. And of course I don't want to develop new ones."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Oh… I see then." Raga returned to her normal cold gesture. " *Speaks in Arabic* I just assumed that you are making nukes in Iran because… it's Iran, they were trying to develop nukes for two decades."
" *Speaks in Arabic* But for real bro, what are you developing? New guns? Tanks? Planes?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Super weapons." I said. That caught everyone's attention.
" *Speaks in Arabic* S- Super weapons?" Mom said.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Yes, super weapons. And super body armors. Based on Nano technology, when the metal is divided into Nano pieces, it becomes far more stronger. If we managed to make body suits with the Nano metal, specifically the Nano Chromium. It would be much lighter and far more effective. Same thing goes for the tanks and all other military vehicles. But it's still in testing, and after the earthquake in Iran, I think it's gonna take much longer to finish now."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Oh, I see." Mom nodded in understand.
" Mebiusu' no jōkyō wa ikagadesu ka? How is the situation in 'Mobius'?" Kido asked. All of my family gave him weird looks.
" Watashi wa iwanakereba naranai, sore wa kenmeina ugokida. Karera ga rikai dekinai yō ni watashinokazoku no mae de gaikoku-go o hanasu. I must say, that's a smart move. Speaking a foreign language in front of my family so that they won't understand."
My father couldn't take it anymore. " *Speaks in Arabic* What's going on here!?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* We just don't want you to know what we are talking about, so can we have some privacy?"
Father only shrugged and everyone returned to eating, and surprisingly, Alexandra is eating! I assume she just keep it inside her and she will discard it later so that she won't get discovered. Smart move, Freewill.
I returned to Kido. " Mebiusu no jōkyō wa koko to onaji kurai waruidesu. The situation in Mobius is as bad as here." I said.
" Mebiusu de nani ga okotte iru nodesu ka? What is happening in Mobius?" He raised his eyebrows questionably.
" G. U. N o oboete imasu ka? Do you remember G.U.N?"
" Hai, ayashigena gunji seiken. Oboe teru. Yes, the shady military government, I remember them."
" Karera wa kinō watashitachi o kōgeki shita. They attacked us yesterday."
Kido chocked his food and started coughing hysterically, Ali quickly stood up behind Kido and gave him hard hits on his back to help him spit out the food from his aerial tubes. Once he calmed down Ali returned to his seat and continued eating, Kido gulped down a glass of water before he started talking again.
" Nanda! Karera wa watashitachi o kōgeki shimashita! Shikashi, naze karera wa sore o suru nodeshou! ? What the fuck?! They attacked us! But why would they do that?!"
" Karera wa dō iu wake ka watashi ga karera e no kyōidearu to kimemashita. Shikashi, watashi wa naze ka shitte iru to omoimasu... They somehow decided that I'm a threat to them. But I think I know why..."
" Anata no riron wa nanidesu ka? What's your theory?"
" Watashi ga saru chokuzen ni watashi wa, G. U. N ga 9-nen mae ni donguri ōchō ni taishite kūdetā o shikake, donguri ōkoku o hōkai sa seta jinbutsudearu koto o shirimashita. I found out right before I left that G.U.N are the ones who staged a coup against the Acorn dynasty 9 years ago, causing the collapse of the Acorn kingdom." I said. " Shikashi, sarī ōjo wa watashi ga kanojo ni itta made wa, sore ni tsuite shiranai yōdesu. But Princess Sally doesn't seem to know about that, not until I have told her."
" Soshite? And?"
" Karera wa bakudaina rōn to jū no hitsuyō-sei de sarī o shihai shimashita, karera wa nagaiai karera o ijitte imashita. Sorekara watashi wa arawaremashita, soshite watashi wa jiyū no sentōki to yūkō-tekideari, karera o tasukeru tame ni kōzen to mōshidemashita. Soshite mochiron, sore wa jiyū no sentōki ni taisuru karera no shihai o owaraserudeshou.-Sō. Karera wa shadō o okutte watashi o koroshita They controlled Sally with huge loans and their need for guns, they were toying with them for a long time. Then I appeared, and I was friendly with the freedom fighters and openly offered to help them. And of course, that would end their control over the freedom fighters. So. They sent Shadow to kill me."
" Kuroi harinezumi? The black hedgehog?"
" Hai, karera wa 2-nichi mae ni kare o hajimete okurimashita. Kare wa watashi o kokoronouchi de 7-kai uchimashitaga, saiwai watashi wa yoroi o kite ite nani, Soshite, shi no kyōdai o tekisetsuna taimingu de shiyō shite, watashi no shi o kanzen ni gizō shimashita. Soshite,-yaku no kōka ga kieta nochi, watashi wa sugu ni kyanpu ni mukatta, soshite watashi wa sore o shitta… karera ga sore o kōgeki shita… soshite Diegos… ga kōgeki de shinda. Yeah, they sent him for the first time two days ago. He shot me seven times in the heart, but luckily I was wearing my armor and nothing went through, and I used the brother of death in the right time to perfectly fake my death. And once the drug's effect wore off I immediately headed for the camp, and I found out that… they have attacked it… and the Diegos… died in the attack." It took me a miracle to stop myself from crying.
" Yoroshikuonegaishimasu I… I give you my dearest regards." That was the only thing that came out of his mouth.
It took me about 5 minutes to calm down.
" Sore de… watashi wa sugu ni ensei o tōzakemashita. Soshite nottohōru ni ikimashita. Jōkyō o setsumei shimashita. Watashi wa karera ni karera no rōn o shiharau tame ni buki to okane o kyōkyū suru koto ni dōi shimashita, soshite watashi ga karera ni taishite kōshiki ni sensō o sengen suru toki karera wa G. U. N no soba ni kuwawaranaideshou. Sore de, karera ga soshi shiyou to shita masani sono koto ga okotta. So… I immediately moved the expedition away. And I went to Knothole. I explained the situation to them, we agreed that I will supply them with weapons and money to pay their loans and they won't join G.U.N's side when I officially declare war against them. So the very thing they tried to prevent happened anyway."
" Unmei wa shinpi-tekina hōhō de kinō shimasu. Fate works in a mysterious ways." Kido commented.
" Mata, watashi wa saisho no ryōdodearu emerarudo shū o shutoku shimashita. Jiyū ni tatakau hito ni totte futan ga ōki sugi, hogo suru koto ga kon'nan ni natta keizai-teki ni shippaishita nōgyō chiiki, Karera wa shibarakunoaida minkan hito no tame ni hinan shite ita. Sarī ōjo ga sore o kureta. Also, I got myself the very first territory, the Emerald province. An economically failed agricultural province that became too much burden for the Freedom Fighters and it became too hard for them to protect it, they were doing evacuation for the civilians for some time. Princess Sally gave it for me."
" Dōshite? Why?"
" Kanojo wa watashi ni tawāzu o koroshite hoshī to omotte imasu. She wants me to kill Towers for her."
" Soshite, anata wa sore o ukeiremashita ka? And did you accept it?"
" Hai, tonikaku watashi wa kare o korosu tsumorideshita. Soshite sarī ga chichioya ni tsuite no shinjitsu o shitta nochi, kanojo mo kare jishin o korosu kesshin o shimashita. Tonikaku, kinō tōchaku shita toki, shadō wa futatabi emerarudoshiti de watashi o korosou to shimashitaga, watashi wa kare to tatakaimashita. Yes, I was going to kill him anyway. And after Sally knew the truth about her father, she's determined to kill him herself as well. Anyway, when I arrived yesterday Shadow tried to kill me again in Emerald City but I fought him back."
" Dō yatte? Kare wa guntai to onaji kurai kyōryokude, igaku-teki kensa de kakunin sa rete imasu. How? He's as powerful as an army and the medical tests have confirmed it."
" Atode setsumei shimasu. G. U. N no guntai ga machi o kōgeki suru koto o shitte imashita. 2 Man-ri no heishi to 20 輌 No sensha. Saigo no 1-byōkan ni Sumisu ga watashi o sukuu made, nantoka sorera o enki shimashita. Sorekara watashi wa modotta. I will explain it later, after that. I knew that an army from G.U.N will attack the city. 20,000 soldier and 20 tanks. I managed to hold them off until Smith saved me in the last second. Then I returned."
" Nanika ga tarinai yōna ki ga shimasu. I feel like I'm missing stuff."
" Watashi ga anata ni iwanakattamonono hotondo wa kojin-tekina monodeari, anata wa sorera ni tsuite shiru hitsuyō wa arimasen. Most of the stuff I didn't tell you are personal, you don't need to know about them."
Finally, I stopped the Japanese mambo jumbo and returned to speak Arabic. " *Speaks in Arabic* Father. We are going to hold a meeting today at 6 PM, the cabinet members and the leaders of the federal states will be there. Don't embarrass me, Ok?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Whatever you say." He said.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Alright," I got up from my seat. " *Speaks in Arabic* Ok, I'm done eating."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Already? Son, you didn't eat much." Mom said in a concerned tone. " *Speaks in Arabic* Son, please sit and finish eating."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Sorry mom, but I ate enough. I'm going back to my office, there're some papers that needs to be signed."
" *Speaks in Arabic* There's a request filed by me to start constructing a new highway network in South Iraq. Could you do it?" Father asked me.
" *Speaks in Arabic* How much?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* 5 billion dollars, for the first stage. 14 billion dollars for the total three stages"
My eyes widened at the number. " *Speaks in Arabic* Father… this project of yours have to wait."
" *Speaks in Arabic* B- But why?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* We are going to fight a world war, don't you think this money is better to be spent on the military supplies?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* I think you and your country are rich enough to pay for both," Father got up and stood right in front of me. " *Speaks in Arabic* Or the psychopath only want to spend his money on destruction only?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Father, it's not like that."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Then it's like what? You crazy stupid psycho-"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Atrees," Mom called my father. "He's still our son after all."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Right… he's our son, let's just hope he still remember that we are his parents. Do you remember us, Ahmed? Or did the power make you forget your own parents?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* No, it did not. I remember you very well, and I remember how much you used to love me, father. Where did all the love go?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* It disappeared the day you became a psychopath."
" *Speaks in Arabic* I'm not a psychopath! I am diagnosed with Multi personality disorder which causes me to-"
" *Speaks in Arabic* You are mentally ill. That's the problem, Ahmed. And do you know what's my problem with you, Ahmed? You are a dictator-"
" *Speaks in Arabic* I'm not a dictator!"
" *Speaks in Arabic* That's what a dictator would say, but the reality says otherwise. You run the country through a government that half of its officials are high-ranked military officers, your parliament have little-to-no power at all, you didn't make any elections, not even a fake one. To be honest, I think you're just too good at hiding your crimes."
" *Speaks in Arabic* You may be right about the first two, but I don't eliminate my political opponents, that if I have any. Everyone loves me father, you know why? Because... I REUNITED MOST OF THE FREAKING ISLAMIC COUNTRIES! Yet you still want to consider me as an evil! Why father? Why?!"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Jamal Abdel-Nasser liberated Egypt from the British occupation, everyone loved him. But after he died, we realized his dark reality, a bloody dictator who ran Egypt with the secret police and the military. This reminds me of you. Everyone loves you, but the moment you die, everyone will find out about the dark truth you hide from us."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Let me say it right now, the truth is : you have a fertile imagination, father, please use it in making road project, not making theories about your elder son. Ok dad?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* I would, but I have just got defunded by you. What's the point of making new projects if I can't construct it in reality."
" *Speaks in Arabic* OK, I will accept your project. Happy now?"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Too late, Ahmed. Too fucking late."
How funny, the same words I said to Abraham Towers came to haunt me… from my father.
Father looked at my family members. " *Speaks in Arabic* Get up, we are leaving."
Without hesitation, everyone stopped eating and got up from their seats.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Goodbye, President Ahmed. I will see you in the meeting tonight."
With that, my entire family took off and left me.
"Kido?"
"Yes, General Ahmed?"
"Did I do something wrong with them?"
"I… I think that they are angry because the war made you… mentally ill. They will get over it with time, everyone does."
"I hope so… because my father is making me worried. My own father…"
*Minister Atrees's POV*
Me and my wife were sitting in the front seats, while both of Raga and Amro were in the backseats of the car. Each of them have placed their headphones over their ears and working on their laptops.
" *Speaks in Arabic* Atrees…"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Ahmed is getting worse, Sarah, I don't believe that too much power didn't corrupt him yet."
" *Speaks in Arabic* You found no evidence that confirms if he did something bad!"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Didn't you see him? He's crazy! He thinks that he's doing right and everyone around him is wrong! He's gone too far. We must act now."
" *Speaks in Arabic* Atrees, you don't mean?..."
" *Speaks in Arabic* We have to, it's for our safety and our son and daughter."
" *Speaks in Arabic* B- but he's my son *sobs*. You can't just expect me to-"
" *Speaks in Arabic* Sarah, he's no longer our son. He's a crazy replica of him. And as much as it hurts me. We have to… It's for our safety… "
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T.B.C
That's it a for today folks. I am sorry that I don't regularly post, life got me hanged.
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