The Way

The way Meldar shined the next few years made Angela feel like a whole different person. He was always laughing, giggling and playing. And he now had a baby brother name Tee that had just been slapped onto their doorstep. They both played together in the most funny of ways. They played with dolls, action figures and ornaments from the trees. Both of them were happy. But Angela wasn't. She had alot more of the work load on her now. She had to make thirty suits a day and she had to take care of fifty alien children. And she was constantly getting sarcasm from Nancella and Boclar.

"Meldar honey come here." Angela said.
"Yes mom." Meldar said.

Meldar now had a red crest and his blue eyes were alot smaller than they had been before. His head was smaller and he had alot more fluffier hair. He had a squeaky voice and he was very strong. Angela, at one time, had been very worried about it. But she had grown out of it by saying that he was just trying out his strengths. Meldar had been slapped almost three times a month for the weirdest things. He got in trouble for eating the wood off of chairs, cussing at a mirror and he had even tried to climb into the shower as she was using it.

"Get ready, Nancella is coming by." Angela said.
"Oh man." Meldar said. "I hate her."
"No you do not." Angela said.
"Yes I do." Meldar said.
"You don't no such thing." Angela said.
"Yes I do." Meldar continued.
"Just go get ready." Angela pleaded.
"Yes mom." Meldar said.

It was five hours later that Angela heard the knock on the door. Walking over to it, she opened it and allowed Nancella and Boclar in. Nancella had in her arms her resent child Beclaer. Nancella had already had fifteen children with another couple twenty on the way. Angela was very happy for them. Slowly shaking their hands she allowed them to walk into the living room. Tee jumped up and down for joy at seeing them.

Angela and Nancella exchanged babies and they spoke. Meldar looked out the door and with a wild yelp, he sent a small acorn out. The acorn hit Nancella's baby on the head. Beclaer started sreaming and crying. Nancella floated over and collecting her daughter in her amrs she sent a glaring look in the direction of Meldar. Angela walked over and picked Meldar up. She spoke a few words to Meldar and then told him to go to bed. He walked away in a slump.

"I'm so sorry." Angela said.
"Don't be." Nancella said.
"I just don't understand it." Angela said.
"It's not you." Nancella said.
"Then who is it?" Angela asked.
"It's his genes." Boclar said.
"We warned you about this." Boclar said.
"We did, and you wouldn't listen." Nancella said.
"I love him, but I can't understand him." Angela said.
"Maybe that is why eleven year olds shouldn't have kids." Boclar countered.
"You're not helping." Angela said.
"Actually, he is." Nancella said.

Meldar pushed himself onto and pff of his bed slowly. His shoulders rocking back and forth so majestically and smoothly that Angela had no choice but to sneak up on him. Both of his eyes were closed and his hands were wound over his arms. He was making a small gurgling noise in his throat. Slowly placing her hand on his shoulder and shaking him, she woke him up.

"Meldar, you know I love you right?" Angela asked.
"Yeah," Meldar squeaked.
"Your almost three." Angela said.
"Yeah so." Meldar said.
"Nothing, just wanted to see if you knew." Angela said.

Leaving the room Angela felt the hurt overpowering her. Meldar was almost three and he was already turning his natural instincts over twice. Nancella and Boclar had even noticed it. A few weeks ago Angela had taken some blood from him, and had found out that he was the son of Figua and Polew. Nancella had told her that Figua was a beautiful velexian with green eyes and blue hair. Polew, on the other hand, had been mean, ruthless and unbearable to look at. Both of them were brother and sister. Angela now understood that this was a son of inbreeding.

"You'll have to depart him one day." Nancella had said.
"No, I cannot." Angela said.
"You've grown too attached." Boclar said.
"He is dangerous." Nancella said.
"No he isn't." Angela said.
"He is a wild boy." Boclar said. "And he'll always be a wild boy."
"He is wild, but he is obedient." Angela said.
"You can hardly control him." Nancella said.
"I can control him." Angela said.
"He's too much for you." Nancella said.
"Should have left him up on that cliff." Boclar said.

A tear left her eye and she collapsed onto the floor. Meldar walked out and allowed Angela to let her head fall onto his chest. Meldar and she hugged and then they went to sleep. Meldar had another of those dreams about being a show host with a ruthless attitude with a robotic beauty that he had a crush on at first. Throughout his dream he drooled and them blew bubbles. It would have been great have it this dream come true. But dreams just wouldn't come true. That one about the bunny with a hot bathing suit hadn't come true and the one about his mother hadn't come true. Why would this one? Dreams were just images in the mind that made sleep better instead of boring.

Angela slept very badly that night and the next. Her dreams filling more with hurt, anguish and death. All she saw was her son tossing blue sphere's at her with a smile on his face. The last dream had caused her enough trouble. It had showed her at the ripe age of thirty with a broken leg and around her was a bunch of people. She had seen a bunch of gadgets on one shelf and her son infront of her had been holding a screw driver.

Nancella and Boclar had dreams that night too. Both of them had had dreams about floating over Angela's coffin. Angela, her hair braided and pulled back and Meldar standing off to the side with a smile and a robot to his right with a bottle of poison made them both cringe. They had both even had dreams about Meldar sexually mollesting Angela and killing her in the process. It was enough to really wake up in a frenzy.

Boclear had a dream too. He dreamt that he, his mother and father along with all of his sisters and brothers were running away from Meldar. Meldar had in his hand a whip and Angela was on a wall, stuffed like a turkey. He had seen Angela running away and then being captured by that robotic beauty and whipped by Meldar. He had even seen his mother and father die in his dreams due to Meldar and that whip.

This is the last chapter of Meldar Prime's Story. The sequel will be called "Not Free" and will have another twist in it that foreshadows the story of The League Of Villains 2. There will be a total of five sequels which foreshadows the events in which are occuring The League Of Villains 2.I hope you like this chapter.