Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Watch that fucking mouth of yours you little bitch. Shut it, before I shut it for you.”
“Oh no, I’m quaking in my boots. Someone help me please.” I pretended to shake and shiver like I was afraid, deliberately overplaying the action for comical effect. I was the only one to appreciate it at the moment.
“I regret ever making you. You’re the most useless of all my creations. You’ve been nothing but a damn thorn in my side since day one. The mere sight of you even killed your mother. If she hadn’t been destroyed just by the idea of you then I could have used her as a way to control you. She would have been the remote control for me to use wherever I might have needed to. But no, no one wanted you when you were born, not even your good for nothing mother.”
“You know nothing about families, Edmond.” I had to force the words past my clenched teeth as I bit down hard on my anger. I didn’t need to lose control, that’s what he wanted. If I lost control I would get stupid and make mistakes. If I made mistakes he might win. I had to bite my tongue and keep my sanity, no matter how hard that might seem right now.
“Families are for the weak and simple. Families hold you down and stop you from reaching your potential. What need would I have for a family? What good would they do for me? I am too ambitious and powerful for a family.” These words. The things he was saying. All of this was nothing more than the ramblings of a man who had long since lost touch with reality. He was so far gone that I knew nothing could ever reach him again. There was no point in talking to him anymore.
It was then, listening to this psycho babble of his, that I noticed those eyes around us again. At first they were nothing more than just a feeling, something that made me know that I wasn’t alone here. Then, I began to feel like I was beginning to see the eyes, glinting in the light all around me, though still nearly impossible to detect.
Now, as Edmond had rambled and preached his craziness for the last several minutes, it was like the eyes had taken form. And it wasn’t just the eyes, I could see faces and bodies forming as well.
When I first caught sight of the face looking at us I was momentarily terrified. I 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. There were hundreds of them. All young and innocent looking. And all of them looked so much like me. These were the children of Edmond. This was the family that he has said he didn’t need or care about. This was his biggest flaw. And they would aid me in his downfall.
“Did you pay any attention to your children Edmond? Any at all?” I asked him. I wanted to buy time now, to allow my siblings time to fully form. And they seemed to be feeding on Edmond’s negativity. Come on then, Edmond, feed them, give them the sustenance you never would have spared them while they were still alive, while they still had their whole lives ahead of them. Feed their rage and hatred toward you. It would only help me in the long run anyway.
“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?” This was all starting to sound too much like a bad crime drama to me. Did he know this was the bat craziest shit I had ever heard? My guess would be that he didn’t, and that he thought this all made sense. Well, I guess to him it did.
“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.
It was like all he could feel. The only emotions he was capable of were anger, frustration, and annoyance. Oh, and rage. Let’s not forget that little beauty of a reaction. He was definitely capable of rage. Perhaps I had inherited some of my rage from him. Then again, wolves were known for it too. Sucks to be Edmond when I finally released my rage, all of it, and directed it at him.
“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 and I will be out of these bindings of yours and I will finish this for you. You obviously seem too scared to even try.” His laughing voice seemed to grate against my skin like sandpaper being drawn across my nerves, I felt it most on the back of my neck as all the hair on my neck and arms began to stand at attention.
“Such a delusional dumbass.” I shook my head and pinch the bridge of my nose. “How did you manage to live this long being so stupid?” I didn’t mean to ask the question out loud, but in my frustration it just slipped out.
“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?” He chuckled as he spoke, still so oblivious to his surroundings.
“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.” He looked so cocky when he said that, like he thought there was no one else that could possibly be here. Did he simply not know the truth of where he brought me?
“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. And, as I looked around, there seemed to be more than before. There seemed to be some among them who looked angrier than the others. Were they the ones that had been killed after being activated? I had the feeling they were.
“How are they here? How is this even happening?” Edmond nearly screamed as he looked around the clearing at all his offspring.
“We have always been with you, Father.” The boy who had spoken to me last time spoke again. “We have all been with you and waiting for this opportunity.”
“Yes, Father, we’ve been waiting for you.” One of the angry looking girls spoke, her voice turning into an angrier sounding sneer when she said the word father.
