Focused Vanguard by Yolanda Yasin

Author:Yolanda Yasin [Yasin, Yolanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-24T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Closing his eye, his robot eye powering down, whimpering because he could not cry, N8 waited for his death. A moment passed, and then he felt a cold, hard object press against the bumpy skin of his chest. This was it. Then he felt it lift and the cord around his neck snapped off. N8 opened his human eye and turned his large eye back on to see the man sitting down next to him, the plasma shiv off and on the floor, the man's eyes staring widely at what he held in his outstretched hand.

N8 saw as the man's eyes filled and spilled with thick tears, which fell into his thick, long black beard. He continued to stare at his outstretched hand, crying. N8 did not understand, not at all. What happened?

Still sitting, the man and N8 looked at each other for a moment and then the man turned his hand to show N8 what he was holding. A small piece of blue fabric, with a yellow cartoon sun smiling at him in the center. His baby blanket, given to him by his mother. A memory of a lie. Still, he wanted it back. No, he needed it back, it was his only connection to her. He strained to move his body, but he was numb from being punched so hard all over.

The man spoke with a rough, coughing voice.

"Where did you get this?" He asked.

N8 tried to answer, but the man looked away at the stars outside the hangar and began to speak again.

"This piece of cloth reminds me of a blanket I gave over twenty-two years ago to a girl named Megan Fredericks. Is this from that blanket?" His voice trembled, his chin shaking, tears hitting the floor. He turned back to look at N8. N8 just nodded.

The man lowered his head.

"Is… Megan your mother?" He looked up.

N8 nodded again.

The man let out a long sigh and then got to his feet, offering his hand to N8. N8 took it, feeling returning to his body, confused as to why he was not dead. What did his mother have to do with all of this?

As the two stood, the man handed N8 his pouch and piece of blanket back. Sticking the items in a pouch on his belt, N8 watched the man wipe at his eyes and begin to smile.

"My name is Sun Fang." The man said, his eyes shining as he stared at N8.

"I'm your father."

N8's heart began to beat hard again, but for strange reasons. Reasons he did not understand. He stared back at the man named Sun Fang, and saw all of a sudden his thick, black hair. Just like his. His strong jaw and chin. Just like his. This man, this monster, the killer of his friends; he was his father? N8 did not understand, his limited abilities not the only reason. But finding his dad was a good thing. Right?

Why had he killed his friends?

As rage began to burn in his chest again, N8 had another strange moment of clear thought.

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