Baby's Point of ViewMaking the conscious decision to concentrate on this wonderful moment, This beautiful moment when I wake up next to Anthony, seeing his gorgeous sleeping face and inhaling his irresistible youth essence is one of my greatest memories and happiest moments.The smile on my face appeared on its own, and no matter how hard I tried, my emotions wouldn't allow me to stop it. I could spend the rest of my life at this minute.Anthony is becoming more and more like Charles with each passing day, and the longer I gaze at his developing features, the less I can see of myself. With the way, Anthony's small hand was tightly wrapped around my index finger, I couldn't help but gush over how strong and cute he is. I slowly rub his small leg with my other hand, feeling the cool soft fabric they put him in.I suddenly had the urge to check if they have embedded any chip in his tiny body. I slowly flipped him over and carefully removed all of his clothing before any of the attendant
Baby's Point of viewIt seems like it's been a very long time since the concept of freedom has crossed my thoughts, and hearing this spoken aloud, particularly by some general who I still don't know the name of, comes across as a bit of a joke. It's almost cruel to hear it come out of his mouth as if it were something for his amusement.Freedom is only when I am no longer breathing, and even if he could follow me in the afterlife, there is no doubt that Charles would do it. And now this man, whom I have only met twice, is offering me my death by asking me a question I won't dare even answer.I'm aware that my every move is being watched, and if Charles discovers that I want to take our son and abandon him, there will be hell to pay. The thought of having this talk was terrifying, so I took a deep breath and let it out silently. While I put Anthony's head on my left shoulder, I was glad that he was beginning to fall asleep in my arms, I kept my lips pressed against his forehead to show
Baby's Point of ViewAs the assassin's face made contact with the ground, the blood spread widely and pretty quickly touched my shoes. I couldn't keep my eyes away from the assassins. They had the exact same faces as Eric and one was executed in such a cold manner, leaving me with such an unsettling taste in my mouth.To see the actual Eric that I knew behind the two clone assassins, who were racing to save us made me feel as if everything was moving at a slow-motion pace. My whole demeanor was frozen, seeing Eric in her moment. She was really taking it easy on me when we were sparring. Her movement was nothing like how she was with me on the playing mat. It's so surreal to see real clones and even weirder that they're Eric's clones, who I have come to know as somehow a friend, but then I'm already part of a new world, and suddenly meeting Abby for the first time with my face was no longer such a big deal compared to actual cloning.My consciousness of the current scenario has been jo
Charles's Point of ViewDespite the fact that the chip in Baby's arm made it extremely easy to locate her, there were enemies all over the floor attempting to murder her. I wanted to eliminate them all at once and fast. Blasting our path to get to them is the only way to do it. The terror in my system was only relieved when I was able to locate her. I knew right away it was her right away. My pulse was racing as I realized she may have been seriously harmed by the explosion.I yelled for everyone to start moving fast. I clenched my fist as I came closer to her. The thought of not being able to heal her made me see all red, as the damn general deliberately trashed all the Nanogex labs.She was laying on the floor with a heavy panel covering her whole legs. My men quickly carried it off her body.Finally, after what felt like forever, I was able to touch her again. I swooped my arms underneath her back gently, placing her on my lap to elevate her chest. There was blood coming out of her
Baby's Point of ViewThe familiar coolness of the sheet along with its scents came rushing to my senses. I tried to move, but nothing. My eyelids were very heavy to even open. I could feel the warmth of the air's breeze. My mind scrambles to remember where I have felt this before.I'm trying to remember what happened, but my memory fails me. What is happening? Where are we, Anthony? Where's Anthony? Who took him? Have I been put in a trance machine again? I opened my mouth, but my voice only uttered a tiny, raspy voice. I fought hard to move, and I fought hard to try to speak. After a few more tries, my body gave up, sending me into blackness once more.My eyes fluttered open very easily this time. The first thing I noticed was the familiar high ceiling. I held my hand up as if I was trying to reach out and suddenly land it on my forehead hard. A painful slap echoed in the room. Once the pain had settled, I opened my eyes to check if they had put me in the trance. I sighed because the
Charles's Point of ViewMy hands won't stop trembling with wrath and executing every single man we were able to capture alive as a result of this treachery isn't enough. No matter how much fresh blood have been splattered I still crave badly for more. I needed the general's blood in my hands in order to move past this.I can already imagine what his punishment will be like. At all the damage my wife and son had sustained, I clinched my fist in my hand. There is no rest for the weary until I can get my hands on this scumbag of a general. I flew back to the last island covered in so much blood. I like the smell of revenge, and I will even love it more when it's the general's blood. I took off everything and swam whatever rage was left in me and out into the ocean.Before returning to the estate, I took a few deep breaths to center myself. I know exactly what's going to happen when I get there, and I'm not looking forward to another rejection from her. The following several days are esse
Baby's Point of ViewAnother untruth was on the verge of slipping out of my lips. Charles began the conversation with the knowledge that he would see right through my lies. His mind likes to play this game. I have tried to keep as near to the truth as possible without ruining his mood, but merely having my memory back hasn't helped me come up with the correct phrases to avoid setting off the lie detector chip. It is quite likely that my pulse will betray me, causing my thoughts to pull me in and keep me utterly silent.WordlessWhy didn't I just continue to be it? Why couldn't he just let me keep pretending? Is he really expecting me to fall head over heels in love with him simply because he was pleasant for a few short days? I could have avoided all of this if I could just have agreed to all of the things that would please him to hear, but this is no longer the case.He wanted the truth, and he forced me to spill out the ugly reality, putting our strange setup back to where we starte
Charles's Point of ViewAs soon as I put the smart lenses back on, my DNA was confirmed by the system, connecting within seconds to the air-swipe world, making my eyesight feel a little pulled as if my mind had been on a journey, but this is the effect of the jolt from not being on it for a while.Multiple hologram screens after another were quick to pop up, with updates after another update about the war being shown within seconds on the hologram screen. It's how I like to start, but I didn't care about any of this right now. I waved to dismiss and typed in the command for Baby's monitor screen to pop up.She softly called my name, and my gaze was suddenly planted on her beautiful trembling lips as she spilled out her true intentions. Her heart rhythm indicates a different pattern today than I thought I would ever see when mentioning me in her future.Those days when I was trying my best to be gentle with her, I've come to realize that I never wanted any woman this badly enough to wa
Baby's Point of view"I've missed your presence, my wife." As I approached Charles, he called for all to hear. I could feel my pulse beating much quicker than it had been only a few hours before. Every time I move closer and closer to him, I make an effort to draw in as much air as I can because he is standing so tall with his ripped arms spread out in front of him, it is clear that he is expecting a hug.I was paying attention to both his demeanor and his clothing, which consisted of a very casual white round shirt and a pair of gray casual sweatpants that complemented each other and made him seem younger than he often does when he wears suits. This served as a hint to me that he had set aside the entire day for me, and that up until this point, everything had been meticulously organized. He had anticipated that I wouldn't press my yearning concern for the children with the institution, and even if I deviated from the schedule, Charles would find a way for me to arrive here at this p
Baby's Point of ViewTo continue being involved in the upbringing of our children, I had to gain his newfound degree of trust. I couldn't simply be just a mother to my children. I had to fight every day to be in their lives, leaving me always fantasizing about situations I could have done. My mind works wonders in those moments. A habit I could never shake growing up and training as a retriever.A strategy to escape would not be difficult for me to devise. In my imagination, I have always been able to successfully pledge it, knowing the things that I know now. Nevertheless, Charles is brilliant, he knew that getting me pregnant again would cement my future. I would never be able to walk away from his obsession, away from all of the madness.I was able to recall the day when Carly arrived on the island even now. Unfortunately, it wasn't the reunion I had hoped would take place. Charles was always aware of the fact that she would persuade me to organize an escape. It was another test th
Baby's Point of viewThey say hate and love have a very thin line between them, and I look back at the fresh memory that occurred in that plane. I knew it was all hate that I was feeling, but my actions said the latter. They both disturbingly exist side by side within me as I watch Charles's skin turn blue until his body slumps down on the floor, barely breathing. I should have been filled with so much joy seeing him in this condition, but instead I was screaming "no" inside the pod. He uttered those words again before collapsing completely. I couldn't explain the battle inside me and why I was feeling this way, contemplating what had just happened.Before the pod released me, it had applied a protective plastic coating to my face and body, starting at the top and working down. The smart system told me to put on the oxygen mask to activate the pod's unlock mechanism, which I had to figure out on my own after a while.Strong air pressure releases could be heard as the pod produced a de
Charles's Point of ViewThis is the first time I've seen my brother's area in over half a year. As soon as the plane crosses inside Peter's airspace. I took a glance around his territory and realized that not much would be lost if this place were to be turned into a wasteland. Luck really does fall on Peter's side. Somehow, he manages to save this pathetic place without doing much of the heavy lifting.The general was well aware of how much I despise Peter and it would be a favor much appreciated by me If he were to annihilate everything Peter owns, including him. He knew, it wouldn't affect me at all.The only reason for his decision to target Peter's region is that another traitor has released information about the whereabouts of my most highly valued person, and he wants to take his last shot at vengeance, knowing that he no longer has any hope of succeeding now that Saint has announced his commitment to me, making everyone turn their backs on all their pledges with him in no overs
Baby's Point of viewAfter flailing my arms for an indeterminable amount of time, my head fully spun. Eric didn't stop me but instead waited for me to get exhausted so that I could let out all of the anguish I had been trying to keep hidden in front of Dave. With every breath I took, I could see drops of perspiration and tears falling to the ground. I took in as much air as my lungs could handle."We need to get back to Anthony." Eric's voice was calm and soft said snapping me from my fit. A little round flask filled with a yellow liquid is placed in front of me, and I accept it. I knew it was some kind of energizer, and if I had been in any other situation, I would have hesitated to take it, but after what had just happened, I wanted to feel good right now. I didn't bother to inquire what was in it; instead, I simply gulped it all down without thinking.The liquid tasted like water, but it was so wonderfully cool that as soon as I felt a few drops down my neck, I wanted to dump the w
Baby's Point of ViewToday is the final day. I'll be spending the remainder of the afternoon at this unprepossessing children's service facility with my sister Carly, as I am scheduled alone to be picked up by a couple who have offered to take me until I reach the legal age of majority.It's strange to be on the go again as I brush my long hair and try to tie it up as neatly as I can in a low ponytail before placing it in my bag for the evening. Suddenly, I hear footsteps coming into the room, and as I turn around, I see Carly, who is struggling to take a breath."Baby, you're not leaving!!!!" She exclaimed as she tried to inhale as much air as she could with her hand on the doorknob, holding half of her body weight."I-I called her and-and she's on her way to get us." Trying to regain her breath, her words were stuttering. When she finally regains control of her chest, she straightens her body, exhales loudly, wipes the sweat from her brows, and begins walking closer to me."What happ
Baby's Point of ViewWhat in the world are you wearing? You need to show a little more skin! " Carly teases me, tugging down the sleeve of my oversize shirt, exposing my shoulder. I jumped up and hugged her tight, making her scream. Tears well up in my eyes as I feel her warmth and simply being around her."Carly, I miss you so much," I repeatedly say. After a few seconds of no response, I looked up and it was just a pillow I was hugging. I got up and ran out to the door to look for her and started calling her name out. The place was very dark, but I didn't care and still moved in the forward direction. I ran and ran till I tripped on the wet floor. I pushed myself up only to fall back on the sticky liquid. I looked at my hands to check what it was and, with the smell, I knew it was blood."BLOOD"I say this because I've found myself in the midst of a puddle of it. Carly is at the far end of the room, which I detect quickly. "This is all the blood of the people who perished as a resul
Baby's Point of ViewThe spark that ignited the new war arrived so unexpectedly that no one, except for the general, could have predicted it would happen. He waited and practiced blindsiding until he was proficient. The general has been plotting and waiting for his one moment for the whole time he has been watching the family clan grow richer and more powerful.That opportunity presented itself when he found out that Carly had shot Charles in the head. He didn't waste time grabbing this information and spreading it through the right people. He used all of his alliances to persuade them of how much power their country could achieve with his military expertise if they pledged to him.The general was so charming and eloquent that he made these leaders believe that the strength of a nation is measured by the scope of its capability of defending its resources. What he didn't expect was that blood would always be thicker than water. He should have known that Charles's brother, Peter, would
Charles's Point of View"This is going to be a mistake, Charles. I could just give her the wrong coordinates and we could have someone retrieve her. " Rich pauses from air swiping the command on the screen, and I can tell how frustrated he is using this system without his glass tablet by his stern worried expression."Of all people, you should be the first person to know that second chances only come once. It's no longer effective to use all those weaknesses we put in a box against her. If I want to have a queen who is just as ruthless as me in this new world we're trying to build, she needs to understand how powerful she can become if she gets on my side. " I got up from my seat, moving closer to the monitor screen as I looked at Baby hugging our little son. My finger touches the air as I play with her hologram's image. Why am I still so engrossed with her? I can't imagine the day that I will no longer feel this strongly for her. Everything about her keeps pulling me back to my obses