CHAPTER 14

CELEBRATIONS AND

SOMEWHAT UNHAPPY REUNIONS

I breathed a sigh of relief as the Bridge erupted into shouts and whistles and applause, the sounds of the rumbling as the shockwaves from the exploding star dissipated behind us.

I watched as Jenny and Peter suddenly ran up and kissed each other with a passion, each sifting through each others hair and earning a "Oooooh," from the remaining Bridge crew.

I slumped forward as Silver gathered Jim up into a bone crushing hug, while Mikhail and Susan holding each other tightly and never letting go.

The fight had taken a lot out of me, and it was only when a certain Feline called my name did I look up.

"Daniel! Oh my God Daniel!"

I had barely looked up when I felt Amelia push me back into my chair and kissed me hard, as though it was the last thing she could do.

When we finally parted due to lack of oxygen, I gave her an amused stare as she smiled guiltily at me as she sat on my knees.

"I take it I…was missed?" I said with a half-smile.

She just looked at me with disbelief, before hugging me close, whispering quietly.

"When Fina said you had told her to open the Gate, I feared the worst," she whispered, "Don't ever scare me like that again Daniel, do you hear me?"

I smiled and held her close to me, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

As I did so, I noticed Fina standing off to one side, smiling sadly, before turning and walking off the Bridge.

I frowned slightly as Amelia pulled back and followed my gaze to the door, before smiling knowingly.

"You should talk with her," she said quietly.

I glanced at her, before nodding as she slid off me.

I straightened my armour (For I forgot to but my tunic back on) and headed for the Elevator, thinking about what to say to her as I left.

I found Fina standing on the front Observation Deck, gazing out towards the dying rays of the Sun, the wind rustling her dress and making her hair flow out slightly.

"Hey Fina,"

She looked back at me and smiled as I joined her, before turning back to the horizon.

"You seem troubled, You okay?" I asked.

She shook her head, "You defeated Noycorp, Aidacra, and saved the Galaxy," she looked at me, her eyes betraying her fear, "And yet the final lines of the Prophecy Document keep worming their way into my head."

I didn't have to be told what she meant, ", many years after these events, a new dark force will arise with the Black Gigas, and use it against the galaxy in hostile take over, unless a Silvite not born of Silvite Parentage rises up in defence of his home planet of Earth, and vanquishes Aidacra, the Black Gigas, until it rises up with it's master once again." I recited.

She nodded sadly as we watched on.

She needed comfort, and I decided to give it to her.

Slowly, I gently draped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to me.

She didn't resist, she just lay a hand on my chest plate, closing her eyes slightly.

"We can wait," I whispered, "And when he returns, We'll be ready for him."

I felt her nod against my chest, as the system's star slowly sunk under the horizon.

"That just leaves mankind," I said quietly.

"I believe that I can create a suitable habitat for them, she said quietly, "Just retrieve them from the Moons of Laar and bring them back here. I will wipe their minds and place them on a new planet.

I nodded slowly. The people of Earth were far too obnoxious and greedy to be let loose on the Galaxy. I just hoped I wouldn't run into her during the transition.

"DANIEL KENNEDY DEARING! I'VE FOUND YOU, YOU BASTARD!"

I sighed mentally as the all-to-familiar screams echoed through the mining valley on the first Moon of Laar.

I had run into her.

A force more fearful and evil then Noycorp could ever hope to be.

My mother.

With the Procyon Armada defeated, the Procyon Confederacy had surrendered with little persuasion, so now her I stood, on the rocky moon of Laar, the homeworld of the Procyon's, about to get a earful from my mother.

"Gee, and I thought my mum was scary," Jim whispered to Jenny.

"And this is when she's not drunk," came the dry reply.

I managed a small smirk as I saw the small bulky figure of my mother barge though the crowds of people that watched bewildered at the site of the Delphinus on the landing pad.

"Ah, so this is where you've been hiding!" my mother pushed her ugly great face into mine, "You said I would never find you, but I did! Your in big trouble mister!"

I sighed, "Oh please, I've just saved the Galaxy from an evil psychopathic moron., compared to him your as threatening as Baxter with a head cold," I paused for a moment, "Not there's much of a difference between you and him."

"I HEARD THAT DEARING!"

I glanced over to the left, only to see Tomas Baxter storm up to us, his clothes hanging around him in rags.

"So we meet again pipsqueak," he leered, "I still haven't forgotten that you took my girl from me!"

"Hey Tom," Jenny called out, "For your info, I left you of my own accord you stuck up prick! Besides," she straightened her jacket and was pulled into a hug by Peter, "I now have a man of my own."

"And I'm happily married seven years now," I said with a smirk as Baxter's mouth hung open.

Tom regained his composure, "Oh yeah, and who did you marry, some poor whore from the street?"

"No worse," my mother muttered, "A cat."

Baxter's eyes budged, before he burst out laughing.

"Your kidding me! You got so desperate you married a widdle Purdy cat? Wow you've sunk to an all time low pipsqueak!"

I was about to tell him to stop calling my names (I was now a good half a head taller then he was) when suddenly the sound of the heavy feet of Mr. Arrow could be heard.

"CAPTAIN ON DECK!" he called out, as I cocked my head back, in time to see my crew stand to attention on either side of the gangway.

Here she came, the one true love of my life. She held herself with elegance as she walked down the gangplank, giving me a small wink and a smile, before squaring off to Baxter who was still laughing his head off.

"Is something amusing Mr. Baxter?" she asked quietly.

"Yeah actually," Tom said, wiping the tears from his eyes, "I find it funny that Dearing married a creature that walks on four legs!"

Amelia smiled sweetly at him, "Have you ever considered that perhaps this creature might actually have evolved enough to walk on two legs, or the fact that Daniel may actually find me attractive? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder Mr. Baxter wouldn't you say?"

By now Baxter had stopped laughing and had now finally seen who it was he was talking too.

He stared blankly at her for a moment, before putting a hand to his mouth, a few giggles leaked out, before he erupted into laughter again, right in Amelia's confused face.

"Y…you?" he laughed, "Come on! Your uglier then a rampaging bulldog with rabies! In fact, you and Dearing are a perfect match!"

Amelia's eyes narrowed, "What did you say?" she hissed.

"Aw, is the poor widdle kitty gonna cry? Come on give me your best shot!"

"Uh-oh," I thought. I had seen Amelia when someone pissed her off, and it wasn't pretty.

"Why you little…"

I looked away as a familiar cat-like screech echoed through the valley, followed by the sound of cloth being shredded by claws, as well as Baxter's cries for mercy.

After about a minute, I saw her walk to my side, a satisfied smirk on her face.

I stole a glance over at Baxter, who was now curled into a ball, whimpering quietly something that sounded like, "Keep her away! Please keep her away!"

I turned back to my mother, who now had her eyes narrowed at my wife.

"You."

Amelia smirked, "Me."

"I remember you," she spat, "You that…that thing my good for nothing son said he'd married! What was you name? Amelia! Yes, I remember you all right,"

I noticed Amelia begin to say something, but I quickly stood between them.

"I think you should keep quiet Mother before Amelia hurts you like she just hurt Baxter."

"Aw, do you fight all your wife's battles?" Mother mocked, pushing me slightly.

"It's impolite to push," I said quietly, a dangerous look in my eye.

"Oh please, you couldn't fight your way out of a wet paper bag!" she scoffed, "I could take you out with my arms and legs tied behind my back, both eyes closed, and my mouth taped shut! Besides, what about that Commandment eh? Thou shall honour thy mother and father eh? That means I'm untouchable! I can hurt you but you can't hurt me! But then again, your as weak as that stick you call a wife so you couldn't hurt me even without it!"

I had had enough. She could insult me, she could insult my strength, but NOBODY insulted my wife.

Without even thinking about it, I calmly cocked back my fist, and promptly punched her in the face, between the eyes, sending her flying backwards into the crowd, knocking a couple of people down like skittles as she was thrown through several rows.

Have you ever watched the Matrix Reloaded? You remember that fight between Neo and all those Agent Smith clones and Neo punches one of them back into the swarming crowd? It was kinda like that, only with innocent people instead of around two dozen Smiths.

I clicked my neck, before straightening my armour.

"Just for the record," I called after her, "I respect the Bible, and the Ten Commandments laid down by it. I don't however respect you, or my Dad for that matter, so I guess that particular Commandment doesn't really apply here."

"Bastard!"

I sighed and shook my head, before turning back to Amelia.

"Sorry about that," I sighed, before pausing, "Wait a minute, no I'm not. Dang that felt good!"

She laughed and rested her head gently on my shoulder.

"You can be such a louse sometimes Daniel,"

I froze suddenly. Something had just entered my mind. In fact, something else entered my mind as I froze, something I remembered doing, yet didn't remember doing.

A flashback of a past I don't remember.

Flashback

I watched my hands as they played a resounding and somewhat loud piece of music that had stuck in my memory, or rather a memory of my original creator that he had downloaded before the Event. As I played it, the words Beethoven's Fifth seemed to float to the top of my mind.

As I played I felt a hand lay carefully on my shoulder, knowing who it would be without looking up.

"He's not waking up," I said dryly.

"You song has not reached it's climax yet," The woman noticed, "Give it a few more minutes."

So I continued playing. Sure enough, as the music climaxed, a resounding crash was heard as the head of the house fell out of his bed.

This was followed up by the sound of another crash as the black door of Roger's Bedroom was suddenly thrown open.

I turned my head to face the man in front of me, the gears in my neck clicking audibly.

Roger gawped at me from the doorway, looking tired and angry at the same time.

"Hey," he murmured, "Hey cut that out!" he said, slightly over the music as I continued to play. Finally he completely lost his rag.

"R. DANIEL WAYNERIGHT!"

The piece came to an end and I slowly lowed my hands into my lap.

"Yes Roger?" I asked quietly, "Is there something I can do for you?"

"Yes there is," he said in a deadly tone, "Would you kindly not play that in the mornings? Or at all? Some of us like to sleep in you know! Just because Androids don't require sleep, doesn't mean they have the right to deprive others of it!"

And with that, he slammed the door shut.

"You're a louse Roger Smith." Dorothy called after him.

"I HEARD THAT!"

"Then you should know it's the truth," I added.

That just seemed to anger him more.

"R. DANIEL WAYNERIGHT!"

End Flashback

"Daniel? Daniel?"

"Hm?"

"I said you could be such a Louse sometimes and then you froze up on me. Are you alright?"

I smiled down at her, "Yes I'm fine. I just remembered something. Nothing important."

She eyed me for a moment, before shaking her head and smiling.

"Shall I prepare the people for Transport…Sir?"

I nodded distractedly. That flashback was plaguing my mind. It was making me feel ill just thinking about it.

"Er…Yeah. Have them separate into their patron nations and prepare the Transports. I'll….I'll be in my Quarters. Amelia I…I need to lie down."

She looked at me with concern, beforenodding as I headed back to the ship.

I ignored the stares I got from the crew as I passed them and headed up the Gangplank and onto the Main Deck.

As I fell onto my Bed in my Quarters, and began to doze off however, two things entered my head: a word and a phrase.

A pair that seemed to be related to each other somehow.

The word: Megadeus.

The phrase: CAST IN THE NAME OF GOD. YE NOT GUILTY.