Chapter 8
He looked up from the coffin, taking his hands from it. "Another blasted screen..." It turned on.
You can't get rid of me... no! You can't! Ah ha ha ha ha, you'll never get rid of me! I am the perfect project, can't you see? I am perfect, I can't be destroyed!
A teenager rampaged in the testing facility, laughing piteously, destroying everything in his path. Test tubes shattered, people were blown apart, the room destroyed.
Can't you hear it? The Call, can't you hear it? It's calling me, it's calling me! But I won't go, oh no, it's not my time yet, ah ha ha ha, no, not yet! I will send you to the Call, I'm doing you favors, thank me! Ha ha ha ha ha!
Drenched in blood, Project Galahad ripped through the interconnected rooms.
You can't escape me! You made me, and now I am returning the favor!
The gruesome melee continued as sirens sounded and armed men marched through the doors, cornering him.
You want to go too? Ha ha ha ha! I'll send you too! Hellad, Hellad, where are you? Hellad, Hellad, the Call wants you too, Hellad, it wants you and Senahad! Where are you, dear brothers?
Two other teenagers burst into the room, one red and black haired Hellad, the other black and blue haired Senahad.
The system has corrupted you, Galahad! The Call, it calls for you! Galahad! Stop this slaughter, Brother! You will destroy us all! Hellad screamed.
Galahad's head cocked to the side, an insane grin on his face.
I, Hellad, it calls for me? No, dear brother, it is you and Senahad, who must leave!
Senahad reached an imploring hand to him.
Brother! Brother Galahad, don't do this to us! The system, it has control of you! It will not let you live, Brother, you are corrupted! You must fight, or succumb to weakness!
Galahad let loose a wild laugh, and outstretched his arms.
Let us talk alone, dear brothers, this doesn't concern the normal people!
Without further bravado he blew away the armed soldiers with intense beams of fire, scorching them and leaving behind their charred remains. He shook his head, blonde hair swinging.
You are wrong, Senahad! The Call, it has given me power, given me life! I am the perfect Project, the perfect chain!
Hellad stepped forward, dark eyes glinting.
The perfect chain for what, Galahad? The destruction of our race?
Galahad tutted.
No, dear Hellad, only the destruction of this world! It calls to me, Hellad, the future of this world is dead, done for! We can become a new race, Hellad, Senahad, if you would only join me! Together, we can procreate a new race, of meta-humans! We, the gifted three, can exterminate all the pitiful life that is left on this planet, we can create our own world, our perfect world!
Senahad stepped forward with Hellad.
Even if it would mean destroying your own child? Our family? Is that what it would take, what you are willing to give?
Galahad clenched his fist, dry blood cracking. He walked over to the skeleton of a burnt soldier.
The weak will be annihalated. The weak, will die.
He crunched the bones underfoot.
The child is of no importance to me. It is weak, and of no blood of mine. It too, shall be destroyed.
Senahad snarled at him.
Look at yourself Galahad! Is this what you want? You'd destroy your own blood, to gain power? Your only son! What of our family, Galahad? What of them?
Galahad turned his blue eyes and locked them on Senahad's green.
What of them, Senahad? Were not they the ones that subjected us to this, this, experimentation? Was it not they who gave us up, to become, freaks?
Hellad spit at Galahad.
Our parents had no choice in the matter,
at all, Brother. If someone needs to pay to placate your mind, then
let us destroy the Empire, not Figaro!
Galahad grinned
again.
Ah, Hellad, ever diplomatic. But you see, they have already, been destroyed.
Hellad and Senahad started.
What?
Galahad nodded to himself.
Ah, yes, you see... I am gifted with powers far beyond yours, at least, now that I have benefited from the Call. I perfected the art of travelling. Figaro, is nothing but a desolate wasteland now, and soon, I will claim it for my own, and it will be there that I start my new world.
Hellad worked his mouth.
B-but... what of Mother... of Father...
Senahad was afraid to hear the answer.
I must say... it was very satisfying to hear them scream in their death.
Senahad and Hellad jumped at him, elements of destruction at their fingertips, intent on putting Galahad to rest.
We won't let you get away! Prepare to die, Galahad!
Galahad laughed at them.
Did you not hear, Brothers? I am the perfect Project, the perfect chain, I will destroy you all!
The screen flickered out, no more footage to be shown.