Chapter 3
"How touching." A familiar voice said from behind us. There, in the doorway stood the Killer Queen. My dad's half sister and technically my and Gazza's aunt. What made us most shocked is that through all the hugging she had come to hold one of Khashoggi's daughters. Demi. Quickly My dad told the others to leave, but I, Gazza, mom and Khashoggi stayed.
She placed her finger under Demi's chin.
"Such a pretty little girl. She has your eyes." She said looking at Khashoggi. Demi was begining to get very frightened by now. She tried wriggling, but once on the floor the Killer Queen snatched her wrist. She whimpered.
"Don't hurt her. Please, don't hurt her." Khashoggi said trying to hide the desperation in his vioce.
"Long time no see, Little Brother." Galileo choked as she said that to dad.
"What? Macc- Dad? You aren't serious?" He looked at me, I nodded.
"So it's true, my niece and nephew are the dreamers?" She let go of Demi whom ran into her dad's awaiting arms, crying. He hugged her tightly and picked her up.
"What do you want?"
"Well well, somethings never change Comander-"
"You're wrong, I'm not your Comander anymore. You braindrained me with the others and tossed me aside."
"I want you back. You were the most efficient Comander I ever had, save your father. I want you back and you and your.. little family will be accepted, blah, blah, blah. Well, what do you say?"
He didn't look the slightest bit tempted. "No. I'm happy here, I'm through and if I have to bring down GlobalSoft with my real family, then I will. Goodbye. GaGa girl." Khashoggi marched out of the room with his daughter in his arms. Me, Gaz and mum went after him smirking and my dad followed suit.
Back in the underground, we moved Heartbreaks, not surfacing until morning after we had arrived. The new age of GaGa, had dawned.