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Ken pinched himself to check whether he was dreaming or not. But the sting, made Ken realise he wasn't and he looked at his father like gazing at weird creatures from Neptune or Uranus. Banri felt slightly embarrassed at his son's reaction and reacted quickly. Banri stepped in Ken's personal space and hugged his eldest son for the first time in eleven years. "I am sorry Kendrick. Forgive this foolish father of yours." Ken closed his eyes and let his body go limp in Banri's arms. That familiar scent of his father, made Ken's eyes sting with tears.

Don ended the call without waiting to hear another reply. **** ****** ***** ***** ******** ******* “What’s that Son?” Alfred Peller asked as he walked down the stairs of the duplex. Ben was unaware that he had raised his voice loud enough for someone else to hear. “Nothing Dad, nothing” Ben put on a fake smile and stood up to welcome his Dad. “You’re sure nothing is wrong?” Ben nodded. “Then who were you talking to?” Alfred pressed on. Ben stared at his father, the unwillingness to answer the question was clearly seen on his face.

My father spent the previous evening with Beven and me; he insisted Beven must know when to pull me away when I'm using my powers. It's left me a little worn out today. My father told me to stay in bed and get some rest, but I had to see my father before he went away. He holds me in his arms as I whisper to him, "You promise to come home to us." He smiles down at me. "I promise baby." He looks over to Beven as he says "Beven? If there's an emergency and she has to use her powers, you know what to do?" Beven nods his head as he replies,

If he thinks I’m his soft-hearted brother from the past, he is sorely mistaken. “Cole!” I release him and straighten up as Dad makes his way over to us, smiling. I saw him for the first time in years when I showed up at his office three months ago. Colin glares at me and rolls away. “Well, if it isn’t the prodigal son.” I inhale and exhale to calm my anger before focusing on my father. “Words have meaning, Father. You should use them correctly.” He chuckles as he tries to pull me into a hug.

Instead, I saw a man in a black suit, his face perfectly preserved, his eyes two voids of spinning gold. "Hello, Elara," my father’s voice said—not the ghost, not the scientist, but the **Architect Prime**. "It's time for the daughter to return to the Father." He didn't hit me. He didn't blast me. He simply touched my forehead, and the world went black.

I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. “My friends at old school all have daddies. Where’s my daddy?” I bit my lip. I get out of the car and hold the door open for Ben to come out. Once he gets down, I crouch down to his level. I take his tiny hands in my hold. I try my best to smile and give him a satisfying answer. “Ben, your daddy is working somewhere far away. That’s why he’s not with us.” I cup his face and peck on his head. It’s breaking my heart. If only I could tell him about Denzel.

he tells me genuinely. “thank you, I’m really excited for everything that is to come. But, I need to tell you something first. And I need you to listen all the way through before you talk ok?” He nods and I take a deep breath. “have you ever heard of an elemental?” “Yeah, its an old tale. Everyone has heard of it.” “Ok. Well, it turns out, it is not a tale. They are real. And my father…. is one.” The look he gave me told me he didn’t believe me but I also saw that that softened immediately to curiosity.

Was any of that following my instructions? "And after you contracted an STD and intentionally passed it on to me… Was that what I wanted, too?" My words grew a collective wave of shocked murmurs. "Good grief. What is wrong with this son? He ruins his life and drags his father down with him. That's an ingrate, through and through." "Don't even get me started. Caleb is completely blinded by lust." "I think the father must've been driven past his limit to file for a legal severance. If it were my son, I would've disowned him the moment his thug girlfriend beat my wife into the ICU."

"Oh, Mrs. Pearce, when you put all the blame on me, did you ever think it would end like this? If the report's fake, what about the blood type? You both have O-type blood, so how could Hanley have A-type blood?" Hanley, still in shock, finally caught on. "Dad, what does this report mean? How could I not be your son?" Kennard slapped him across the face without hesitation. "Don't call me Dad. Go ask your mother who your real father is!" He turned to Nicole, who was still staring blankly. "Mom, say something!" Nicole remained silent, her tears falling as she bowed her head. Her silence was as good as an admission of guilt.

“Tucker, let me tell you right now. Your father is not your real father! That's because your father is unable to reproduce. It's a problem that's been there since he was a child.” “I'm right, am I not, Bennett Melvis?”