Father was running around in a blind panic. It had been three days since our visit to the asylum and things where going haywire. Turns out that some of Asura's "most trusted" weren't actually supposed to be trusted. A couple of "undesireds" had managed to make it into his close circle. From what I've managed to put together, they set off some of Father's more explosive stock. The explosions were contained at least, so no cops or anything would be investigating, however multiple people; staff, patients and Asura's trusted a like; have died due to the now unstable structure. Father's only concern right now was that he's lost so much stock. He either didn't know that the people responsible for what happened would most likely be coming here or he just didn't care.
Father walked down the hall barking orders at various people. I followed closely behind him as he continued to order people to move the goods that were on the property. Eventually he walked into his office with me closely behind him. He sat in his chair bind is desk and turned to face me.
"We will have a problem soon," he said. Seems he realized these people are coming after him.
I nodded in understanding, knowing he was addressing me. He never called me by my name. He never has.
"These people will try to kill me. And you have to protect me and kill them first," he continued.
I nodded again. "It's my duty to protect you, my Lord, and so I will protect you with my life," I lied.
Father seemed pleased with that and leaned back in his chair. "Excellent. I'll be safe in here with you protecting me."
I mentally sighed and headed to the door as though I was going to walk out.
Instead of walking out Father's office, I shut the door and locked it.
"What are you doing?" Father asked, the sound of confusion clear in his voice.
I turned to face him, pulling my pistol out. "Do you remember when you gave me this?" I asked, not answering his question.
Father huffed but didn't say a word.
"It's the very one you made me use to kill my own mother," I said pointing the gun at him.
This time, I got a reaction out of him. He stood up, clearly starting to panic. "What's the meaning of this insubordination?"
"You're going to die by my hands, just like mom."
Father started backing away, but tripped over his own chair. "You can't do that."
"Oh yes I can," I said as I shot him in the stomach like he had done to my mom all those years ago.
Father cried out loudly in pain, clutching the wound, trying to get the bleeding to stop. "Please. I'll do anything," he begged as I aimed at his head.
Without a reply or any hesitation, I shot him once more like I did my mom.
I stared down at Father's body. I thought I would feel happy that he was dead, but I didn't. I heard running coming down the hallway, someone must've heard the gunshots. I sighed and got ready for an attack. If it was one of Father's men, they would mostly try to kill me. There was banging on the door as the person tried to break it down.
The door flew open and for once in my life, I was surprised...
A/N: Cliffhanger! *insert evil laughter* Enjoy!