Chapter 7 - Goodbye To You
Asha waved goodbye to Spider and Siren who were returning to Terminal City with the medicine for Tiny. Joshua stood beside her in the shadows and Spider and Siren threw her back a cheeky smile each before disappearing into the shadows. She had taken the two of them because they were the fastest runners she had ever seen and had a minimal chance of being caught by anyone. She also sent them back to inform Terminal City that a truckload of food would be delivered in half an hour. She had bought all the food with her credit card and was happy in the knowledge that the transgenics would really appreciate the food. Asha then looked at Joshua.
"Time to go see father," she said and Joshua nodded solemnly as they wandered down the dark streets. They finally came to a house that looked like any other house on the street. Who would guess that the inside the house lived a multimillionaire who had created a batch of genetically engineered human beings to be the perfect soldiers? Not wanting to attract any unwanted attention Asha took Joshua around the back of the house and they snuck in through the back door that Asha knew was always left open for her.
"Come on old man, tell me where she is," Asha heard the voice and knew immediately who it was. Joshua however looked surprised knowing for a fact that 'father' did not sound like that.
"It's Ames, Joshua, go back to Terminal City and bring Logan, Max and Alec here as quickly as you can," Asha said to Joshua pushing him out of the door but Joshua stood firm in his place puffing out his chest with pride.
"Joshua stay with Ash, protect Pretty Ash," Joshua said and Asha smiled at his bravery but shook her head.
"No Joshua I mean it, if you care about me you will go get them now," Asha said and Joshua bowed his head. She knew when she said that, Joshua would deny her nothing.
"All right, Joshua go," Joshua gave in finally and throwing her a worried look he bounded off into the night and Asha stared after him wishing him speed.
"Hurry Joshua," she breathed softly then she sensed someone behind her and turned to see her brother's handsome face scowling at her.
"Ah.sister dearest, I'm so glad you joined us," he said pointing his gun at her and Asha looked down at the gun then back up at her brother.
"Ames?" she asked in disbelief. This wasn't the brother she remembered. His eyes, his eyes were so cold. And that smile sent a shiver up her spine. What had they done to him? Asha wondered vaguely as anger took hold of her, Damn the cult to hell!
"Hello Asha," he said softly gesturing that she enter the living room and still staring at the gun she did as he asked and saw her father sitting on the sofa. He looked positively terrified and Asha turned to her brother who gestured to the sofa.
"Ames why have you got a gun?" Asha asked and Ames narrowed his eyes at her not in the mood for her annoying questions.
"Sit down and shut up," he demanded but Asha refused to do as he asked. She had never obeyed him and just because he had a gun didn't mean she would risk her dignity self respect by doing as he commanded of her.
"But Ames." Asha tried to buy them more time knowing that Joshua wouldn't have made it back to Terminal City yet.
"I said sit down and shut up," Ames roared at her but Asha refused to back down, she didn't even wince, not even when Ames advanced on her threateningly.
"Ames please." Asha tried to plead with the brother she knew but Ames eyes told her that he no longer existed. Her brother was dead, he was dead to her.
"Shut up!" Ames yelled at her loosing control and he slapped her hard across the face then pushed her down on the chair. Asha felt a droplet of blood run down from the split on the side of her lip but she didn't wipe it away not wanting to show weakness in front of her brother. Ames pulled a chair up close to Asha so that he was in her face and Asha saw his eyes wander unconsciously to the blood and for a second Asha thought she saw concern, but it was gone when Ames saw she was watching him. It was replaced by a cruel smile that chilled Asha to the bone.
"I'm giving you a choice Asha, join the cult and give us your little transgenic friends.or die," Ames said without emotion and Asha stared at him unafraid of the death she saw in his eyes.
"You wouldn't kill me Ames," she stated certainly but they both heard the quiver in her voice and Ames raised an eyebrow at her.
"Wouldn't I?" he asked softly and Asha shivered at the cold look in his eyes.
"I'm your sister," Asha said and Ames shook his head standing up to pace the room.
"No you ceased to be my sister the day you joined the transgenics, but I am giving you one last chance to repent, join us," Ames entreated her and Asha leant towards him.
"Ames look at yourself, look at what you've become, is this really who you wanted to be?" Asha asked him trying to reach the Ames who was her brother but Ames eyes stayed cold.
"What's your answer?" he asked her looking at his watch as though the whole affair bored him.
"Ames don't you remember playing with me, you were always protecting me, why aren't you protecting me now? Where has my brother gone?" Asha tried one more time to appeal to his sense of right and wrong but Ames didn't change his expression.
"Answer my offer or I will kill you," he gave her the ultimatum coldly with no feelings.
"Very well Ames White, I choose the transgenics," Asha said proudly standing up and Ames shook his head at her sadly and Asha saw the pain in his eyes.
"Pity," Ames said softly holding up the gun and he shot her five time in the chest area. Asha's eyes never left her brother's face even though she felt the pain and she sunk to the ground watching as Ames came to stand over her. He had shot her. She didn't think that he would but he did.
"Asha, my darling Asha," her father knelt down beside her tears falling from his eyes and onto her face as he took her hand tenderly in his. Asha hazily felt a stinging in her palm as she looked over at her father who nodded his head at her silently telling her something. It felt like he had injected her with a needle. Asha then felt something metal and cold in her palm and she closed her hand into a fist and closed her eyes slipping into unconsciousness.
"Don't worry daddy dear, you'll be joining her in just a few minutes," Ames said and Sandeman looked up at his son with a sadness in his heart.
"Ames," Sandeman whispered sadly but Ames ignored him.
"You and your 'precious' transgenics, soon you will be dead, and their pathetic existence on this earth will end with you," Ames gloated to his father who stared at Ames.
"Ames." Sandeman said again, upset to know that his son was trying to bring about the end of the transgenics that had been his whole life's work.
"You always put them above me, whenever I needed you, you could never help me because of them," Ames said jealously and Sandeman shook his head.
"Ames that's not true," Sandeman said but his words fell on dead ears.
"You loved them more than your own family!" Ames yelled at Sandeman in a furious rage and Sandeman stared up at him unafraid.
"Ames, my son, that's not true and you know it," Sandeman said calmly and Ames was breathing deeply.
"Yes it is," he said coldly and Sandeman shook his head.
"Ames you turned from me, you let yourself be turned by them, and it was you who turned against me," Sandeman reminded Ames and Ames shook his head violently trying to rid his mind of those thoughts. No it wasn't him, it was Sandeman, it was all his fault. He had to get rid of his father.
"No!" Ames yelled out more to himself than anyone else but Sandeman was relentless feeling that he was finally getting through to his son.
"Yes Ames you know its true," Sandeman repeated and Ames looked defeated and he stared at his father with an unguarded gaze of longing. All Ames wanted to do was fall at his father's feet and beg his forgiveness for everything he had done. But he couldn't. Ames had chosen his fate. There was no turning back.
"White, kill Sandeman immediately," a voice in the ear piece told Ames and the coldness took over Ames eyes again.
"Ames please," Sandeman tried to reason with him but Ames just raised the gun.
"I'm sorry father," he said as he fired the gun once into his father's chest then left the house ignoring the way he felt sick at the sight of his sister's bleeding body on the floor.
Asha waved goodbye to Spider and Siren who were returning to Terminal City with the medicine for Tiny. Joshua stood beside her in the shadows and Spider and Siren threw her back a cheeky smile each before disappearing into the shadows. She had taken the two of them because they were the fastest runners she had ever seen and had a minimal chance of being caught by anyone. She also sent them back to inform Terminal City that a truckload of food would be delivered in half an hour. She had bought all the food with her credit card and was happy in the knowledge that the transgenics would really appreciate the food. Asha then looked at Joshua.
"Time to go see father," she said and Joshua nodded solemnly as they wandered down the dark streets. They finally came to a house that looked like any other house on the street. Who would guess that the inside the house lived a multimillionaire who had created a batch of genetically engineered human beings to be the perfect soldiers? Not wanting to attract any unwanted attention Asha took Joshua around the back of the house and they snuck in through the back door that Asha knew was always left open for her.
"Come on old man, tell me where she is," Asha heard the voice and knew immediately who it was. Joshua however looked surprised knowing for a fact that 'father' did not sound like that.
"It's Ames, Joshua, go back to Terminal City and bring Logan, Max and Alec here as quickly as you can," Asha said to Joshua pushing him out of the door but Joshua stood firm in his place puffing out his chest with pride.
"Joshua stay with Ash, protect Pretty Ash," Joshua said and Asha smiled at his bravery but shook her head.
"No Joshua I mean it, if you care about me you will go get them now," Asha said and Joshua bowed his head. She knew when she said that, Joshua would deny her nothing.
"All right, Joshua go," Joshua gave in finally and throwing her a worried look he bounded off into the night and Asha stared after him wishing him speed.
"Hurry Joshua," she breathed softly then she sensed someone behind her and turned to see her brother's handsome face scowling at her.
"Ah.sister dearest, I'm so glad you joined us," he said pointing his gun at her and Asha looked down at the gun then back up at her brother.
"Ames?" she asked in disbelief. This wasn't the brother she remembered. His eyes, his eyes were so cold. And that smile sent a shiver up her spine. What had they done to him? Asha wondered vaguely as anger took hold of her, Damn the cult to hell!
"Hello Asha," he said softly gesturing that she enter the living room and still staring at the gun she did as he asked and saw her father sitting on the sofa. He looked positively terrified and Asha turned to her brother who gestured to the sofa.
"Ames why have you got a gun?" Asha asked and Ames narrowed his eyes at her not in the mood for her annoying questions.
"Sit down and shut up," he demanded but Asha refused to do as he asked. She had never obeyed him and just because he had a gun didn't mean she would risk her dignity self respect by doing as he commanded of her.
"But Ames." Asha tried to buy them more time knowing that Joshua wouldn't have made it back to Terminal City yet.
"I said sit down and shut up," Ames roared at her but Asha refused to back down, she didn't even wince, not even when Ames advanced on her threateningly.
"Ames please." Asha tried to plead with the brother she knew but Ames eyes told her that he no longer existed. Her brother was dead, he was dead to her.
"Shut up!" Ames yelled at her loosing control and he slapped her hard across the face then pushed her down on the chair. Asha felt a droplet of blood run down from the split on the side of her lip but she didn't wipe it away not wanting to show weakness in front of her brother. Ames pulled a chair up close to Asha so that he was in her face and Asha saw his eyes wander unconsciously to the blood and for a second Asha thought she saw concern, but it was gone when Ames saw she was watching him. It was replaced by a cruel smile that chilled Asha to the bone.
"I'm giving you a choice Asha, join the cult and give us your little transgenic friends.or die," Ames said without emotion and Asha stared at him unafraid of the death she saw in his eyes.
"You wouldn't kill me Ames," she stated certainly but they both heard the quiver in her voice and Ames raised an eyebrow at her.
"Wouldn't I?" he asked softly and Asha shivered at the cold look in his eyes.
"I'm your sister," Asha said and Ames shook his head standing up to pace the room.
"No you ceased to be my sister the day you joined the transgenics, but I am giving you one last chance to repent, join us," Ames entreated her and Asha leant towards him.
"Ames look at yourself, look at what you've become, is this really who you wanted to be?" Asha asked him trying to reach the Ames who was her brother but Ames eyes stayed cold.
"What's your answer?" he asked her looking at his watch as though the whole affair bored him.
"Ames don't you remember playing with me, you were always protecting me, why aren't you protecting me now? Where has my brother gone?" Asha tried one more time to appeal to his sense of right and wrong but Ames didn't change his expression.
"Answer my offer or I will kill you," he gave her the ultimatum coldly with no feelings.
"Very well Ames White, I choose the transgenics," Asha said proudly standing up and Ames shook his head at her sadly and Asha saw the pain in his eyes.
"Pity," Ames said softly holding up the gun and he shot her five time in the chest area. Asha's eyes never left her brother's face even though she felt the pain and she sunk to the ground watching as Ames came to stand over her. He had shot her. She didn't think that he would but he did.
"Asha, my darling Asha," her father knelt down beside her tears falling from his eyes and onto her face as he took her hand tenderly in his. Asha hazily felt a stinging in her palm as she looked over at her father who nodded his head at her silently telling her something. It felt like he had injected her with a needle. Asha then felt something metal and cold in her palm and she closed her hand into a fist and closed her eyes slipping into unconsciousness.
"Don't worry daddy dear, you'll be joining her in just a few minutes," Ames said and Sandeman looked up at his son with a sadness in his heart.
"Ames," Sandeman whispered sadly but Ames ignored him.
"You and your 'precious' transgenics, soon you will be dead, and their pathetic existence on this earth will end with you," Ames gloated to his father who stared at Ames.
"Ames." Sandeman said again, upset to know that his son was trying to bring about the end of the transgenics that had been his whole life's work.
"You always put them above me, whenever I needed you, you could never help me because of them," Ames said jealously and Sandeman shook his head.
"Ames that's not true," Sandeman said but his words fell on dead ears.
"You loved them more than your own family!" Ames yelled at Sandeman in a furious rage and Sandeman stared up at him unafraid.
"Ames, my son, that's not true and you know it," Sandeman said calmly and Ames was breathing deeply.
"Yes it is," he said coldly and Sandeman shook his head.
"Ames you turned from me, you let yourself be turned by them, and it was you who turned against me," Sandeman reminded Ames and Ames shook his head violently trying to rid his mind of those thoughts. No it wasn't him, it was Sandeman, it was all his fault. He had to get rid of his father.
"No!" Ames yelled out more to himself than anyone else but Sandeman was relentless feeling that he was finally getting through to his son.
"Yes Ames you know its true," Sandeman repeated and Ames looked defeated and he stared at his father with an unguarded gaze of longing. All Ames wanted to do was fall at his father's feet and beg his forgiveness for everything he had done. But he couldn't. Ames had chosen his fate. There was no turning back.
"White, kill Sandeman immediately," a voice in the ear piece told Ames and the coldness took over Ames eyes again.
"Ames please," Sandeman tried to reason with him but Ames just raised the gun.
"I'm sorry father," he said as he fired the gun once into his father's chest then left the house ignoring the way he felt sick at the sight of his sister's bleeding body on the floor.
