Bloodline
The Jolrael Saga - part 2
Jolrael couldn't believe it. His supposedly dead father was standing right before him. He took his mate, nearly killed Cale, and beat Akima badly. This was getting more personal to Jolrael by the minute. "I thought you were dead!? What did you do with Tryn!"
Tyrowe laughed a hollow and evil laugh "I was dead! But resurrection is soooo much easier these days. As for her, I've taken her to my place for a little insurance. Besides, we need a chance to get to know each other."
Jolrael fumed "You do anything to her, I swear to god I'll rip your heart out!"
Tyrowe laughed again "Your mother's anger is definitely in you, my boy."
"I'm not your boy, or your son!"
"Is this how you treat the person who made you?"
"I'm sickened by the fact I have your blood in my veins!"
"Son, you are a fiery one."
Jolrael had enough. Common sense flew out the window as Jolrael rushed the undead Mantrin with all the strength and power he could muster. Jolrael stopped in his tracks, but not because he wanted to. Something kept him from moving on.
Tyrowe tsk'ed as he walked over to him "Now, you know you should respect your parents, boy." He taunted. Tyrowe walked up and threw a force-filled fist into Jolrael's stomach. He exhaled quickly, then fell to his knees, trying to gather his breath. Tyrowe raised his fist and threw a hook across Jol's face, hitting him in the jaw "You're gonna call me father if I got to beat it into you, son."
"I'm not, your son!" Jol said, rising up and throwing a fist, stopping near Tyrowe's face. He smiled "Jol, you cannot defeat me." He said as he put a hand on Jolrael's fist and pushed down on it. As hard as Jolrael tried, he was forced onto the ground again.
"This takes me back. Back when I killed your mother." He sneered
Jolraels eyes widened. His father was responsible for his mother's death. He shook slightly at the information. He clinched his teeth together "Now, if you'll just come with me, I believe your girl friend is there waiting." Tyrowe said. Jolrael didn't hear him, thoughts of his mother rushed through his mind as the adrenaline flowed throughout his body "No!!!" he shouted, and threw another hook with his free arm at Tyrowe. The fist caught his eye, causing him to stumble back a bit, releasing his hand. Jolrael got back up and rushed Tyrowe. He stuck his arm out in front and immediately, Jolrael stopped his offensive.
"You just don't learn, do you? Must be from your mother's side." He said, and with a wave of his hand, Jolrael flew into the air and crashed into the wall across the hallway. Jolrael groaned in pain as Tyrowe once again walked toward him "I am tired of this. We must leave now." He said. The ting of the iElevator rang out as the doors opened once again. Tyrowe turned around to be greeted to three laser shots. One pierced through his stomach, while the others disintegrated as his psionic shield went up. Tyrowe looked at the would-be assassin.
"You're not getting him, Tyrowe." The Mantrin said
Tyrowe smirked "Noa. How nice to see you again. I've always wanted to meet you once again, so I can have the pleasure of killing you."
"I'm afraid the only one dying today is you, for good."
"Sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm already dead."
"Then I'll kill you one more time."
The Mantrin raised his gun and popped off a few rounds, all of them dissipated to the shield. The two then ran at each other, fists ready to flail. The two connected, the claws on Tyrowe's hand sliced Noa's cheek, splattering a little blood on his hand. Noa's fist, enhanced by his psionic power, connected under Tyrowe's beak, causing the foe to stumble and fall over. He quickly got up as Noa backed up towards Jolrael, as he was stunned at what was going on.
"I'll give you that one, Noa, but no more." Tyrowe cursed as he stood in a ready position.
"Jolrael, when I say now, you run to the left." Noa whispered to him
Jolrael looked to the left, a door leading to a staircase was there. He got up "You got it." He whispered back. Noa pushed his hands toward Tyrowe, the door that laid on the floor flew towards the undead Mantrin. Tyrowe looked at the door as it soared toward him, held his hands out, and stopped the door from hitting him. The door floated in mid air as the two fought for control of the object.
"Now!" Noa said
Jolrael hesitated slightly, amazed at the psychic battle before him, then ran towards the door. Tyrowe caught this "No!" he said, losing concentration on the door. The door flew towards Tyrowe and cracked him in the head with a forceful blow, causing him to fall to the ground backwards. Noa turned around and ran after Jolrael, heading out the stairway door. Tyrowe got up and sneered "Damn you, Noa." He cursed. He looked around for a way out, then saw the elevator. He went in, but saw that the electrical wiring was cut, making it unable to move. Tyrowe slammed his fist into the wall and walked out of the elevator. He looked down the hall and smiled "Don't worry, Noa. I'll punish you for your…interference."
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Jolrael arrived at Noa's cozy little hideout, which was an abandoned building, but it suited Noa well. "Go ahead and sit somewhere. Take a load of your mind." He said, walking into another room.
Jolrael looked around and protested "Who are you? How do you even know me and where I was at?"
Noa laughed in the other room "For a Mantrin, you sure do ask a lot of questions, kid."
Jol finally sat on an old couch suited for Mantrins. He sat down and dust flew up from the fabric of the couch. Jolrael sneezed "Anyway, how do you know me? Why did you save me?"
Noa came back from the room with gauze covering his wound, held place by a piece of adhesive tape "How do I know you? Hell, I knew you since you were a baby, Jol." He said.
Jolrael raised an eyebrow "A baby? So that means…"
Noa nodded "Yes, I knew your mother."
Jolrael looked at the ground and thought for a second, then looked at Noa's slightly aged face "Then, that means you know Tyrowe."
"I wish I didn't."
Jolrael nodded "What was my mom like?"
Noa smiled "Your mother…she was fiery, caring, beautiful, the list goes on."
"Do…you know how she died?"
Noa looked at the ground and closed his eyes "Yes, I do. I remember it like it was yesterday."
"Please…tell me." Jolrael said, with a pleading look in his eyes.
Noa looked at him "Ok." He said. Noa sighed, took a deep breath and let it out "Me and Stith had to meet Tyrowe, Reya, and Adis. Adis was the Akrennian who revived both Reya and Tyrowe. Once we got there, the three faced us. We had a huge battle, no side let up, no side fell. Finally, I managed to hit Adis in the chest, killing him instantly. During my vulnerable moment, Tyrowe aimed his gun and fired at me. Stith pushed me out of the way and took the bullet for me…in the stomach. I created a shield around us, not allowing anything to hit us. I held her on the ground as she bled to death. Her last words to me were 'Watch over my son.' She cared deeply about you, Jolrael. She gave her life to try and save you. I was deeply saddened by her passing. I wanted to get revenge, to kill them for her. For you. I released all the psionic energy I had in one blast. The building collapsed onto itself. I managed to get out, and I presumed both Reya and Tyrowe were dead again as well. I was wrong on one account. Anyways, I headed back to Akima and Cale's place and told them of Stith. No one took it as hard as Akima did, and it took her awhile to cope. I headed back to Stith's room, where she kept you. You were sleeping in your crib…"
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Noa walked up to Jolrael's crib, where the child was soundly sleeping. He felt uncomfortable in Stith's room, especially after her death. He walked over and looked into the crib. Jolrael held the blanket close to him as he slept. He gently reached in and petted his little head gently "I'm sorry kid. I'm really sorry about your mother. It should have been me to die, not her. You needed her, and now she's gone." He whispered to him, not disturbing his slumber. He looked around, he saw pictures of Stith, the good times she had, her entire room was one big memory of her. Noa looked back at the child "But I promise you, and I promise Stith, that I will always look over you till the day I die. I swear on my life. Stith, wherever you are, I promise you that." He said. Noa bent down and kissed Jolrael on the top of his head. A slight tear formed in his eye, but he blinked it away. Noa slowly left the room…
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"…I made that promise, and I still hold it today." He concluded, looking down at the floor as he told his sad story. Jolrael held his face in his hands as he listened to the information that was being given to him. Jol finally had his closure he'd been searching for "Noa, I've never seen you my entire life, how did you look over me?"
Noa looked up at Jolrael "I left you to Akima and Cale. I was no father and could never be one. But I did hold my promise. I stayed with them until you were 4, then I left the house, but I always remained a vigil over you. Never sleeping until you slept, watching where you went, who you talked to. The day you met Tryn, it was one of the best days I've ever seen you had. Everything I did was tied up with you. I had no job, which is why I live here. I had surveillance equipment set up to follow you when I couldn't. When I heard of Akima and Cale, I knew Tyrowe was behind it."
Jolrael looked at him "I don't mean to interrupt or anything, but I really do need to call my family, they might be worried about me. Got a phone or something?" he said. Noa pointed to a vid-phone over by the wall. "Thanks."
Jolrael phoned the police department where they were last at. They paged the station, but no one answered. He thanked them and hung up. He called Akima's house, Dawn answered. Her young, bright face shown on the screen "Jolrael! Mom, he's ok!" she said as she saw his image, Akima rushed over "Oh, thank God you're ok! Are you safe?" she asked.
Jolrael nodded "I'm fine, but Tryn is missing." He said. Akima gasped "Oh no! I'm so so sorry.."
Jolrael shook his head "It wasn't your fault. I ran into him."
"You ran into Tyrowe? What happened?
"He roughed me up a bit, then Noa over here saved me."
Noa stood next to Jolrael "Hi Akima."
"It's been along time, Noa." She said simply with a smile on her face "Thank you for saving our boy."
"It was the least I could do, Miss Akima." He said, then looked to Dawn "And who's this?"
"Oh, this is my daughter, Dawn." She replied
"Hi." She quietly responded, her cheeks were slightly blushed
"Charmed, I'm sure."
Dawn nodded "Well, I'm coming back home soon." Jolrael said
"Good, we need you back here to get things straight again."
"See you later, bye."
Dawn and Akima waved good bye, Noa and Jolrael did the same.
"Care to join me?" Jol asked Noa
Noa thought for a second "I don't…aw, what the hell, it'll be nice seeing her once again."
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Cale rested in his hospital bed. The heart monitor pulsated below normal, but the lifelines hooked to his body kept him from dying. The window of his room slowly opened, as Tyrowe floated up to his room. He flew into the room and left the windows open. He walked over to the fallen Cale and smiled "Well, well, well. The mighty Cale Tucker, savior of the Human race and all around good guy, bed ridden. Your wife, Akima, she will die. Then your daughter. I won't stop till I wipe your family off the planet, then I will take over the planet with mine. Humans will once again be slaves, and Mantrins will rule this God forsaken place with an iron fist. Too bad you won't be able to see it." His hands slowly reached the plug to the lifelines "See you in hell, Cale Tucker. Your family will join you soon." And with that, he unplugged the cords. Cale's heart monitor immediately stopped beeping and flatlined. Tyrowe used psionics to shut the door tight. Doctors tried to open the door to no avail. Tyrowe laughed evily and floated out of the room, closing the windows behind him. The door didn't open until Tyrowe was safely on the ground. The doctors would try to find an explanation, but wouldn't be able to find one. The news would run the security camera footage over and over, but nothing showed anyone coming in. New Earth would be deeply saddened by his passing, cries would be heard everywhere. Part one of Tyrowe's plan was finished.
The great Cale Tucker, was dead.
To Be Continued…..