Chapter 11 "His Daughter"
A deep breath rose out from Blake's mouth, hot and loud.
His eyes seeming to get more and more consumed in his choice, what it is he wanted.
And as two years crossed him by he found that his empire was growing vastly.
He'd taken seventy three villages and pillaged them and burned them to the ground taking the recruits that were as much as forced into his servos.
But he was still not satisfied; this world had nothing to protect it and was completely unprepared for the attacks he issued, so there was no challenge.
Not a day went by where Blake was not either planning things out or seeing them put into action.
Melody was feeling neglected each time she tried to get closer to him he just ignored her.
She didn't know why but her Father saw her as nothing as he did Spike and Sarah.
Blake crossed the room next to her then passed her by without paying her any mind.
"Father?" she got the courage to speak.
Her hair had grown longer so it was about shoulder's length now and she was wearing jeans and a bright red shirt.
Blake turned to face her surprised to hear from Melody after all this time.
"Yes?" Blake said sharply. "I have somewhere to go today, what is it you want?"
"Father, could I come? I'd like to see what it is you do when I'm left here." Melody said.
Blake didn't like the feeling he got; he did not want her to turn on him too as she was the last of his bloodline left.
But he worried in his mind that if he continued to keep her out of the loop that he'd loose her either way.
The house they were in was well-built, a wooden house with polished furniture as he promised her years back he'd have.
His desk had papers all over it full of maps and other such things; his chair was wooden with a high back to it.
The place looked like a king's house excluding the fact it didn't have many rooms to it.
The warrior hedgehog took off his crown for a second laying it on the desk, he sat down at his desk and turned his chair to face the young girl.
He took her arm and pulled her close to him setting her on his knee so she'd be able to realize what he was saying was important.
"Melody I need to tell you something," Blake said looking into her eyes. "My daughter when I first got here you didn't really understand a lot of what went on. You see it was important I left you out of it, I've built a great kingdom Melody and your Mother and Brother didn't understand it but I know you will my child. I gave you the house I promised and you have never been left alone without one of my Elites around,"
Melody hung on his every word.
"I have taken villages, not personally much of the time though a few times I assisted them with my blade but there were necessary sacrifices you see," Blake continued. "Your Mother couldn't see what I could accomplish and she had no faith in me, but now I am already well-known and soon I will have a vast land where the people will remember my name, they'll look up to me and they'll see what it means to live under my empire, I am changing this world for the better."
Melody slid off his knee with anger in her eyes. "I can't believe what I'm hearing Father! Better for YOU you should say! Taking places b force is wrong!"
Blake threw his chair down. "Don't disrespect me! Bring your tone down!"
Melody hung her head. "Father no matter how you say it, it seems to me this is just, a dictatorship."
The anger bottled up inside Blake was ready to be set loose; this was similar to what Sarah had told him.
Blake put his hand on the desk and took the crown from it fastening it on his head.
"I will hear no more of this." Blake said. "You are my daughter and you will learn to behave, I'll be sending the Elites to watch you I can see you clearly need more education, they'll teach you to fight and to strategize and whether you like it or not you WILL be the next in my line and you WILL treat me with respect."
Blake slammed the door and the whole house shook.
Melody had never heard Blake speak this way, leastwise not to her; she remembered him saying something like this to Spike before she'd ended up with Blake in this new world.
"Why does he always have to scream and yell, I wish he'd start caring whether I'm alive or dead." Melody said sitting on the floor feeling pushed away. "Or realize I have feelings too…he just shuts me out…"
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