Bleylock had woken up, feeling very different from his normal self. He almost felt strangely peaceful, a term very unfamiliar to a member of a family of Abraxor.

As he reached for his sunglasses, he felt movement next to him.

Quickly, he put his sunglasses on, to hide his eyes and distanced himself slightly from the other occupant of the bed.

It seemed his house mate was waking up. He watched as I'Son seemed to slowly get out of the grip of sleep. The painkillers he had taken, was from Abraxor. They could sometimes have certain sideeffects for a humanbeeing not used to it. And it seemed so was the case with I'Son. He reacted almost as if still intoxicated by the drug. Slowly, he seemed to get out of the sleep he had been under, And,as expected, he noticed this was not his room.

He could see how he tensed up, ever so slightly, becoming watchful,noticing, this was not his room,as he slowly turned, and then, his blue eyes saw him.

"General Bleylock?" I'Son said, his voice sounding a bit confused to his presence besides him , then, it was like he noticed that this was not his room.

"Where am I? This does not look like my room" he said, then he suddenly moaned slightly as he put a palm to his head.

"I guess those painkillers and my head are not the best of friends" he stated. Bleylock was not surprised. They had lived under the same roof for months now, and adjusted fine to eachothers needs.

I'Son had his routines, where part of the time was spent in the school, under the careful training and education of some of the best scientists in the galaxy.

He picked up things fast, and adapted it into his own research. This made him, if possible, even more worth to Technoid.

Bleylock felt strangely calm now, knowing his protege was well cared for by him, and ,as he looked at him, he did not appear startled at noticing him beside him in the bed, more so confused of his surroundings.

Bleylock felt calm, and and also..something else as he looked at the younger man who was seemingly slowly coming out of a haze, trying to make out where he was.

"Its ok I'Son,I came home late last night, and you had fallen asleep at the desk.I felt better about putting you here, so you could rest. I found you had taken some painkillers from my home planet. It is very strong things for a human being. It is possible you had a reaction to it. So I found it best you slept in my room, in case you would react to it. It allows me to make sure you are fine." he said softly.

I'Son nodded as he pushed himself up in a seated position, and rubbed his eyes. without the glasses, he seemed very young, and also, had a very sleepy look to him. It almost had the feeling to it, he had to have taken something to sleep this deeply too...

"Its my own fault.I had a headache, and took some painkiller and then tried to refocus on my work. It must have made me fall asleep faster than planned" I'Son concluded,as he got ready to get up.

His clothes were wrinkled,but other than that, he looked fine, if not still a bit dazed.

Bleylock nodded.I'Son thought about this logically,that was his way as a thinking,connecting the only things were as easy in real life.

It did not seem he was worried as to why he had woken up in his mentors bedroom. He proceeded to attempt to get out of bed, when he found I'Sons hand on his arm.

"Tell me General, why did you not put me in my own room? Were you that worried about me, since you laid me down here, beside you?" he asked softly.

Bleylock nodded.

"Because of the painkillers I'Son.I am not sure, but you did not wake up when I tried to wake you. painkillers from Abraxor are powerful things, and not everyone takes too well to them. It worried me,I felt it best to place you somewhere I could keep an eye on you, in case something was wrong" he said.

Better not say too much.A small nodd was the reply.

"General,I understand you care for me. And I am grateful you made sure to keep me safe in case I would react to the pills. Thank you" he said.

Bleylock nodded, as I'Son got up, and made his way to the bathroom.

"I'Son, let me prepare a special bath for you. It is a new formula that Technoid has created. It will help you relax, and also, help the last remnants of the pills be released from your system. I will make sure to get some better suited medication for you. The last thing I want is to cause you to get sick" Bleylock offered.

I'Son nodded with a smile.

Bleylock got out of his bed,preparing a relaxing bath for his house mate...

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It seemed the formula for the muscle relaxer he had given him, piqued I'Sons curiosity into chemistry.

As weeks later, Bleylock found him reading up on how chemichals could be used to produce useful military aids such as truth serum, various forms of paralyzing agents to be used if prisoners got violent,and also, painkillers that was effective, but not as strong as those from Abraxor.

He had spent a lot of time in the lab lately, mixing new liquids. And General Bleylock had been given the task by Duke Maddox to have it tested.

Some of the most violent prisoners they had, had been taken care of in minutes. Duke Maddox had been extatic at the result.

"He is a real genius, I'Son, the best junior scientist we have at the moment. those skills of his..I got more scientists that needs to learn this. If he can teach them how, it would be a real bonus to Tehcnoid. How does he feel about giving lectures, General?" he asked.

"I would not know Your Excellency, why dont you invite him for a meeting, and ask for yourself?" Bleylock asked.

Duke Maddox rubbed his beard.

"I will call a meeting during the day then. This young man really intrigues me. How did such a talent escape us four years ago? We should have found him back then. But back to buisness, how his schedule looking like tomorrow? You happen to share house with him, General, so you would know what he has planned. The sooner I get to speak to him, and see if he could do this, the better for Technoid" Duke Maddox said.

Bleylock looked at the day planner on I'Sons neatly tidied desk. About how they had failed to detect him four years earlier, he already had his suspicion to. His family was not all convinced that this was the best solution for their son. He could not prove it off course, but he had a strong suspicion that I'Sons family had conspired with his teacher to conceal his talent from Technoid, in an effort to hide him from them. But for now, stick to buisness. They had him now, and they would make the most of his talent in any way they could. Bleylock looked at I'Sons schedule for the following day.

"Tomorrow, he has the schedule clean Your Excellency, today he seems to have some plans with team mates on the scientis footaball team" he replied.

"A football player eh? It is good he is settling in with the other scientist outside of school then. I will call him to my office for a personal conversation. You did good work Bleylock, I'Son is being noticed, for his good work. He has an exceptional talent. Try to keep up to speed on what he wants to study, then, make sure he gets the necessary research and curriculums for the studies. It is our duty to help him go even further. This young man is going places, I am very pleased you found and recruited him, imagine such a talent going to waste" he said.

"That would have been a shame your Excellency. But rest assured. I'Son is given all the help he needs, and even more, to develop to his highest potensial. My young protege never seize to amaze me. He will break grounds with ne research, and sooner than we think if this long as we support him, he will keep reaching higher, he has not reached his full limit yet. If we can provide him the tools he needs, he will work his magic." Bleylock assured him.

"Dont let him over work himself. So far, he has done good, but make sure he has a healty social life too. A young man needs that at his age. We cant forget how young he still is, some female company would do him good. Perhaps, see if any suitable young ladies would be to his taste. I have heard there are certain aspects of dating a young female that would help him develop even further. Perhaps, should we find someone he really takes to, we would be able to secure his ties to the company when his education is completed" Duke Maddox suggested.

"It shall be done Your Excellency, we wont let someone with his talent escape us" Bleylock assured as he hung up. Bleylock felt a dark fury inside.

A suitable young lady for I'Son to date? He had shown no interest in a female partner of any kind. His mistress was the science, and the chemistry.

He had no time for dates and it would distract him from his work. And Bleylock failed to see how his own exploits of the younger man would be threatened by Duke Maddox. He failed to see how this was an intervention by the Duke himself, to protect the young Scientist. Bleylock focused on one thing.

He needed his young protege to stay focused on what he was here for, developing his talent, to be the best he could be.

But the truth was,Bleylock had his own dark hidden reasons for slowly isolating his protege. The heritage from his home world, start to push to the surface. This had been his father before him, and many others. He saw something he wanted, someone he wanted for himself, to control and have under control, to do his bidding.

He managed to keep I'Son in the dark, solely because he was too immersed in his research to see what was going on. If he had known what he thought of, he was convinced I'Son would have fled. But he spent long hours in the laboratory, and often brought the liquids home, for Bleylock to check over. Bleylock was pulled from his thoughts as he heard the door.

I'Son was back home, having been out for football practice.

"Had a good time with your team mates?" he asked with a smile.

But as he turned, he was in for a surprise. I'Son was on cruthces, and he would not put weight on his right ancle.

"I'Son, you're hurt" Bleylock exclaimed, sympatheticly.

I'Son nodded.

"it is nothing serious, just a sprained ancle.I'll be fine. I just cant play football for a weeks time" he said, as he sat down on a chair, and winced of pain as he stretched out the injured leg.

Bleylock studied his face. This injury was clearly more painful than he told him.

"I got something from my home planet, it is very strong, it may help you bounce back faster. I just hope it wont have the same effect as the last time, when you used the painkillers. I am used to it, but your body is not. You were a bit drousy when you woke up" Bleylock gently reminded him.

I'Son looked at him, trying to find a more comfortable way to sit.

"Lets give it a try. You know what kind of sideeffects a human body could have from it. I trust you General. if I show any signs that it is not good for me, I know you would see to it I get proper medical help" he said.

Bleylock nodded. I'Son was right off course. He would make sure the young scientist would be properly cared for...by himself. His darker personality within would speak to him now.

"He would be completely at your mercy, much like a tied up soldier or a paralyzed prisoner. You could do whatever you want to him, and he would be unable to fight you. It would be so easy, and he could not blame you afterwards. He made the call to accept the help, despite your warning. Then, it would be on him. You could act out your inner darkest desires towards him, make the itch and curiosity stop, and no one could blame you for it. The cream is so strong, it would be easy to claim he did this to himself, and you would have it your way, without fear of repercaution from Duke Maddox" he heard in the back of his mind.

However, he had another side to him as well, one that fought to keep him on a different track.

"You dont want to do this to him. You care about him. If there is any chance of him feeling like trying it, it would be better to ask him, to have him willingly do this. He would be aware of what was happening, and also, you stand a better chance of it continuing, if he is a willing participant. Care for him, and tend to his injury. He will make it up to you, somehow"

"General?" the sound of I'Sons concerned voice made him end the inner battle. He decided to take the caring role, make sure his injury was treated and I'Son could relax without pain.

Bleylock bent down, and pulled up the pant leg on I'Sons right leg. He winced as Bleylock took hold of it. Bleylock carefully examined it. At least it was not broken, that much he could tell, but it had swollen. And Bleylock knew how to deal with swollen muscles. The Abraxor soldiers was known as juggernauts, they would not stop for an injury like this. Bleylock started massaging his leg with a cold cream first. The swelling had to be brought down anyway, before the cream could be applied. I'Son was to have the maximum effect of this. He heard I'Son moan in pain.

"Almost there, just relax. You will feel better in a little while" he said, as he applied the cream, and then wrapped the ancle in a bandage.

"Lets eat dinner while this takes proper effect. If you feel nauseous, dizzy or any other discomforts, let me know. I will see to it you be cared for"...

Later, they sat in the living room. I'Son felt like finishing a few things, before his meeting the following day with Duke Maddox. Bleylock had sat down with a glass of wine from Abraxor. A strong wine, most said it burned when poured down their throat. Bleylock liked it that way. He was thinking of what choices he had in life so far.

He was a native Abraxor, true, but their ways.. it just started to grow so faint on him. The slavery, the control excercised on other people, of all walks of life. This was what his father built his empire on. That, and marrying the right woman, to breed. His own mother was the result of such breeding in a high rank family, close to the emperror of the planet. He himself... if he could choose, the emperror of a planet just seemed..so small. He had bigger ambitons than that. If he was ever to be an emperror, it would be over the entire Zaelion galaxy. He would not be a tyrant, like his father. Everyone was to be who they really were. The way he himself never could. If his father had known, how he wanted to experiment with things, how women and breeding turned him off, he was sure, even at adult age, to be sent off somewhere, to have those thoughts beaten out of him at worst, or altered in other ways. There was no way a general from Abraxor could ever behave that way. And yet, he was not the only high ranking officer to get his needs in that area taken care of..in secretsy.

I'Son, his house mate, was quickly becoming the object of his desires. So far,he had managed to hide it, but he would take any chance to study him. fantasize of how it would be to caress him, look into those innocent blue eyes, while taking care of him, making him enjoy it.

That thought made him snap out of his current thoughts so fast, he dropped his wine glass. It shattered as it hit the floor.

"Is everything ok?" I'Son asked, looking up from the laptop and the reseach he was studying.

Bleylock nodded.

"I'm fine I'Son, just some old memories from my home planet. Not exactly the kind of memories that are fun to share. How is your ancle feeling?" he asked

"Better, I think I will be heading to my room, in case it swells again, it would be hard to get my pants of then. And I happen to like these pants." he joked as he reached for his crutches.

Bleylock got up.

"If I was a female, I would say those pants look good on you" Bleylock said.

I'Son let out a small laugh.

"I hear that several times a day when at the school. But really, I got no time for a girlfriend as of now. Maybe when I reach the personal goal of the year, I migth give it a chance. But it is not really something I miss at this time. I would rather break boundries than live within the confines of what the galaxy tells me I should do" he confessed.

Bleylock smirked when he heard that.

"So you are a rebell now. That is quite refreshing, Not many dare speak of things like that here at Technoid. You better be careful who you share matters like this with, not everyone is your friend. There is a high level of competition here, for the best jobs, the best of everything. You could say, Technoid is a real shark tank I'Son, better be careful, or you will be taken advantage of, by someone that is your superior most likely" Bleylock said.

I'Son looked amused.

"I have already been warned. There are people here that seem to think less highly of you than I do. I heard speakings of alleged doings of yours that put you in this position you are now." he said, as he got up.

Bleylock was curious. If someone had warned him, what had he been told?

"Care to share what you have heard? I wont go after anyone, but if someone lied to you, I would like for you to know the truth. I know there are rumours going around, and they are meant to make you cautious. I would want for you to know what is fact and what is lies" Bleylock said.

I'Son made his way over to the sofa, where he sat down carefully, not to hurt his ancle more. Bleylock took a glass out of the cabinet and a bottle of a less alcoholic wine. the cream he had used could react with another item from his home planet. It was a known tactic to subdue someone, be it you enslaving a person, or for other reasons. I'Son was not used to this. He had tools here he could use to take complete control of the other man, leaving him completely at his mercy. But no, he did not want to do that. He cared for the younger man, and with what he had been told, it was better to find out what he knew, than to prove any possibillity to be the truth.

As he sat down beside I'Son, he poured him a drink, then, he poured himself one.

"Now, tell me, what have you heard?"...