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Trinity
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I remember that when I first caught sight of the face looking at us, I had been momentarily terrified. I had thought that some demons had latched onto Edmond and followed him into this world, this place of gray emptiness. I thought that there might be some new enemy coming after me before I had even dealt with the last threat.
Then I looked closer at the faces, at the people surrounding us. That had been when I realized who they were and why they were there.
"Did you pay any attention to your children, Edmond? Any at all?" I asked him. I had wanted to buy some time to allow my siblings time to fully form.
"What need would I have of looking closely at them? They were mongrel half breeds."
"If you hate half breeds so much, why did you make so many? Why did you put so much time and effort into their creation? The idea of it all simply baffles me." He had to know that his words made no sense at all.
"It was simple really. Like I told you before, I needed spies, agents on the inside. I needed children born from the enemy clans that would have their trust and not be questioned. In a sense, they would be sleeper agents."
"Were there ever any of your children that survived your special attention? Were there any sleeper agents that you were actually able to implant for future activation?"
"There were a few that managed to be programmed for future activation. But they seemed to behave differently once they were sent home. So much so that they were noticed."
"Does that mean they were destroyed?" I asked this out of genuine curiosity, and to know if I had to find and deprogram all his little sleeper cells.
"Yes, unfortunately. As of this moment, you are the only living child of mine. The others have all been eliminated."
"That must have been difficult for you." I tried to sound soothing, to give words like you would to any other grieving father. Apparently, my efforts were wasted.
"Yes, it was quite the pain. I spent much of my long life preparing for their missions, only for my tools to be destroyed before I could enact even one step of my plan. It truly was an annoyance."
"You don't feel anything about them being killed? About them having died for no reason beside their affiliation with you?"
"What would there be for me to feel? Why do you keep asking me about this? Why do you keep going in circles with this?" He seemed annoyed now.
"You're stalling." Edmond chuckled as he stated the obvious. "You know you can't win and so you're stalling. This is perfect." He was smiling like a lunatic, his eyes full of some form of psycho I didn't even want to come close to analyzing. "Just give me a few more minutes, I will be out of these bindings of yours, and I will finish this for you. You obviously seem too scared to even try."
"Such a delusional dumbass." I shook my head and pinched the bridge of my nose. "How did you manage to live this long being so stupid?"
"Me, stupid? You must be mistaken, you bitch. I am not stupid in the slightest."
"Oh, you must be, there is no other excuse for you being too blind that you think I am scared right now."
"You're stalling for time. What other reason could it be than fear?"
"I was buying time for them." I answered.
"For who?" He looked confused, like he didn't understand a word I said. "None of your little friends can get here, you know. We're completely alone, and that's how you will die."
"We're not alone." I smirked at him. "I have family here with me."
"What family? You refuse to recognize me as family, remember."
"Look around you Edmond and say hello to my family." I did as I told him to, waving to the hundreds of siblings I had never been able to meet.
I watched as Edmond's face fell. The look in his eyes went from cocky and arrogant to one filled with nothing but fear.
"No, this isn't possible." His voice even cracked as he spoke.
"It most definitely is, Edmond. Say hello to your children." I grinned as he finally understood.
"How are they here? How is this even happening?" Edmond nearly screamed.
"We have always been with you, Father. We have all been with you and waiting for this opportunity." One of the boys said.
"Yes, Father, we've been waiting for you." One of the angry-looking girls spoke.
"You have played right into our hands, finally."
"Why have you attached yourselves to me, you heathens." Edmond screamed at them.
"Heathens? Us? No, Father," another sneer, "you are the heathen. You are the one who takes pride in destruction."
"You are the one who has plotted the destruction and downfall of not only your own flesh and blood but also the world." They all spoke in unison, and I could swear I heard the voices of Thoth and Nehalennia mixed in among them.
There was nothing for me to do for the time being. I just needed to listen and watch the show around me.
"You were all my tools, my experiments. You wouldn't have lived if it wasn't for me." Edmond tried claiming that stupid logic again.
"And none of our deaths would have occurred if not for you either. You are nothing more than a blight on society, and it is time for you to be eliminated." They were continuing to speak in unison, their voices sounding eerie, but powerful.
"You can't! You won't! I won't let you!" Edmond was screaming now, frantic with fear.
"It's time to face the music, Edmond. Time for you to atone for your sins." I told him as I finally joined my siblings in this conversation. "You have been judged by those who you sought to destroy, and you have been found guilty. There will be no second chances or escapes. It all ends here and now."
"No! I won't let you." He continued to try and change the minds of us all. But it was to no avail. His fate was sealed.
"Prepare to die, Edmond." Those were the last words that I said to Edmond.
After that, the children helped me to kill my father. I had made a phantom hand that swiped at Edmond's neck and the kids helped me to take his head from his body. I remember that it had been a satisfying moment for me, to see his life end. I hadn't actually enjoyed it, at least I don't think I did. But still, I had been glad that I didn't need to worry about him and his psychotic behavior ever again.
I spoke with my siblings after that, then I took Edmond's head back to the others. That was the end of the battle, the end of the fight, and the end of an era.. It had been a comforting thought. But then, why wasn't the screen disappearing this time? Why wasn't it going away like it usually did?
