Stellar walked inside of Donop Palace. All of the guards let her in as she walked inside of her mom’s room. Her mom’s room had some blood remaining there and the room was mostly cleaned with some of the furniture in the home, like the rug was replaced. Stellar glanced at a portrait of her mom, herself and Proxima in the picture. She grabbed it and then punched the Proxima on the portrait, making the glass shatter and cut the portrait.
“Oh. Someone is mad.”
Hearing the voice, Stellar turns and faces the man who stands at the doorway. This man was from Scli. He wore a black trench coat and black pants and shirt. One of his eyes were black and the other was blood red with black markings and had black extrusions from his scaly skin. On his right side, he formed a small horn above the eye. Stellar recognized him.
“Klon.” she said. Klon’s knives extended from wrist and he held them to her head.
“You are coming with me,” he said.
“What why?” she says. “What are you even doing here?”
Stellar remembered what he had said. About what he wanted to do with her mom.
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“I can tell what you are thinking right now,” he said. “I actually killed your mom, Stellar. It wasn’t Proxima.”
“So I.” Stellar said.
“You got rid of the only person who could stop me,” he said. “Thank you.”
The gadget on his wrists that shoots out rope attached to metal knives wraps around Stellar and ties her. The guards inside of the palace run up to Tuni’s room and they all hold alien blasters right to his face.
“Freeze,” he said.
“Wait.” says the guard. “It’s you. You released sleep gas on us last time.”
“Please back down.” says Stellar. “Just listen to what he says.”
“But princess..” they said.
“Now,” says Stellar.
“Yes, ma’am.” they said.
“Well done Stellar.” says Klon. “You’ve made things easier for me.”
“It won’t be so easy. My sister-”
“Is what?” he asks. “Look, you sent your sister to the most insane prison in the galaxy. I don’t think anyone stupid and arrogant like her would be able to escape.”
The guards froze in sight of Klon as they began to do everything he asked.
“Do you guys have a spaceship?” he asks. “One of extreme durability.”
“We only have one ship,” said one of the guards. “What are you planning to do?”
“I’m planning to locate my relic.” says Klon. “Show me.”
The guards led Klon into a large spaceship room on the outsides of the palace. The ship was 20 metres in length and hadn’t been used in a bit. The room was white and purple and was a circular room with repair tools around the edges as well as forklifts. Klon inspected the ship and realised it wasn’t going to be enough.
“Right,” he says. “This ship needs some improvement. I will get my workers here to fix it up.”
“As you wish, sir.” says the guards.