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villains4hire · 1 year

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Always been you

"My name is Clarenci Von Polkawitz of the Bon'ta family and I deserve everything in this world and more."

A recording accidentally playing on a distant planet, playing alone in a room as smoke came from a leftover cigarette, the scrap planet was desolate these days, other than the chores and vermin piling up as it continued, "I deserve all my treasures, all my riches, the sixty-seven planets of my Empire I built in the name of the Bon'ta family as my father did, and his father did before him. I had it all in life, but I earned it all from scratch as they did, I earned all of it. My brilliance shined like a beacon in the universe, and I took everything I ever wanted and threw away anything that was useless to me. But I always recycled, at least, I'm not a monster."

The camera panning, it seems Clarence was getting ready to leave, "Yet from the families I've torn apart, seeing my enemies quiver at my intellectual might. It used to fill me with so much glee when they realized they've been outwitted, outmaneuvered and outgunned by me and me alone."

"How my weapons of destruction were prized among countless lives, how the Ventrexians and Tryvuulians fought like dogs for what I had to offer, much to my own amusement seeing how they wanted me so. And how even my advice to Lord Commander's engineers did not go unnoticed, the top dog himself inviting me for dinner once. He seemed pleased by my eagerness, but that dashing retch was only a tool as well." Clarence with a broken stare was taking his tablet, looking at the image of his children, saying nothing as this continued.

"Yes, how even he became just another asset to me, ALL to me. How I stood on top of the universe as the con-man to end all cons, beyond what any of my father and forefathers could ever dream of, that I, Clarenci had done the family name proud, that everything was in my grasp, but one thing, one thing still eluded me as every King needs still remained."

"An heir. A family."

"But not just any, no, nothing but the best would do, something I could mold. So I took in two, demented adult orphans on my travels, searching far and wide of whom might be the best candidates, one a war-torn child, a Tryvuulian that had grown old enough to earn retirement, decorated from his service and best of all? Broken, loyal, immature enough to where he called me his father as a grown man, but he would serve well in being more than just a pawn, I would shape him as well, a honed edge with direction, not wasted in the meat-grinders that poor boy found himself in, but a primate obeys, a Tryvuulian conquers and I would make him greater than he could ever imagine. He was such a loving son, far more than I could have wanted and great muscle to boot."

"Then the other? A Serepentian girl, an exotic find, but not just any, no. The powers she had? Oh yes, I could see the 'Dark Queen' angle she had going and said as much, perhaps one day even giving the Lord Commander a run for his money, but that might be a hopeful dream. I would relish the thought of him kneeling to me, however, though she was a bit silly and naive, she'd grow out of it one way or another. Yet her sweet eagerness for violence, torture and... to do whatever she wanted for me, gave me pause, the stories and certain topics she told me made my stomach churn. Yet, they still smiled through it all, if not outright unhinged or dreary from being easily bored at times, I'd teach her slowly of how a Bon'ta acts... and to maybe have a few she mentioned killed if they weren't dead already from her own hands. Oh, I was always so proud of my sweet little murderer."

"We were such a normal family, the best that money could buy. All I needed now? Was a wife to seal the deal and I'd truly have it made, maybe make a blood heir or two, as if something happened to me? My children would be around to look after each other."

"But they both adored me even at first when they had nothing, before I had even given them money or things, strange, but oh so such a great deal, and oh the things I taught them, all the ins and outs of the cons, every trick in the book I knew. I was going to even have my well-honed killer orphans learn the ways of my trade with a bit of schooling, and oh how we laughed and made memories together, but then... then... well."

"He came."

"His selfishness, every move he made was made to DESTROY ME. To turn my children against ME. Me. Me-me-me-ME, from ME. But I DESERVE IT, I DESERVE EVERYTHING AND MORE." A slam on the desk, some things were thrown around, his voice a rasp yet nothing could be seen.

"Look- LOOK AT WHAT HE DID TO ME."

"How I jump at every shadow now, blasting at whatever moves in the corner of my eye."

"How the sleepless nights with a pistol clutched at my side, the unsung apologies for the people he's wronged, never enough in the thousands of recordings I've made, the donations. That wherever I walk? I'm reminded by what were my greatest treasures, now of the Hell he created for me now that they're gone."

The voice drawing out, venom laced, "That I'm expected to be waiting here, waaaiting, for things to die down. While everything he did still ruins my life."

"His greed."

"The people he's destroyed for his own gain."

"And that every whisper? Is him trying to plot my end.... by people I don't even know."

"And worst of all? How he almost killed my only son."

"That of all the people he's wronged, that no matter how much I try, the guilt surrounds me, closing in. It was always him, it had always been you... always been me. Me... I created this nightmare, I've been eaten alive by that shame..." Sniffling could be heard on the recording somewhat, though it was clear with a straightening up, the recording Clarence found his resolve.

Meanwhile present Clarence was adjusting his goggles in a mirror, he'd leave to get into his ship before leaving to activate the gate. Knowing he'd maybe need his tools to fix the dodgy thing, checking his tablet for good luck.

"My name is Clarenci Von Polkawitz of the Bon'ta family and I deserve everything in this world and more... and that honestly? I'm surprised it hadn't caught up to me sooner, looking back. But I'm done running, that whatever comes to me, I'll meet with a smile just like they did. I'm going to wake up... and face the world with my own two eyes again."

"And now to my beloved children? I deserve your resentment, as everyone deserves redemption, but when you dip too deeply, taking far more than you should, consequences be damned of all that you bring down to ruin with you?"

"That what you've done, comes back to haunt you, take it from me, even if it's at the very end.... of well, everything? You can't escape it."

"I learned that?"

"The hard way."

Falling against the terminal behind him, Todd had pointed the gun in his face, the gun charging up as Clarence's panic began to build inside, thinking of Fox, of Ash, Todd smiling sadistically, "There's honor in failing." A KVN bot would suddenly impale him, declaring 'Clarence is ours' before being shot as he fell down, still pointing it at him, surprised but determined. "I didn't see that coming."

"You can't be free of your own pain, can you?"

"I don't have any pain!" The ragged man ripping the robotic arm out of himself.

Holding the gun to his face, making no attempts to fight it. "I lived a life hinged on stealing and dealing. In that kind of life, you learn to read people. What were their names? The love you lost?"

Shocked to silence for a moment, something in Todd opened up, "Holly... and Jet."

"They would probably be ashamed of what you've become. I lived in that shame, betrayed the only people that cared about me. You... don't want this. It destroys... every piece of you."

A grunt, slowly coming to terms as he saw Clarence's wounds, "I-I'm sorry, I've… I've killed us both!"

With a smile, 'Well, I probably had this coming in some way, let's… let's just call it even, as I have my son and daughter to save, so rest now.... alright?" Watching Clarence begin that persistent tread away, only to stumble, taking everything he had to crawl forward, Todd almost moved himself to help him, but found his legs unable to get up. Horror slowly dawning on him of what he's done as he began to shake, but with the last of what would carry him? Clarence had made it to the terminal, slamming his fist down upon the button.

"Turn... on!"

Relieved, Todd... would be finally going to his family, his regrets... now gone, muttering under his breath a 'Thank you... but I'm... going home' as life left his eyes.

The gate activating as it lit to a blue glow, the machine blasting a large beam as Clarence smiled to himself, looking at his tablet one last time of what he treasured the most.

....And yet, not soon after, a link was wishing to be established. It was Ash, after all this time? She had kept his frequency to what her and Fox got him and themselves all one for his birthday, what seemed like years ago. He hesitated, but rubbed his mouth clean before allowing the comms to connect, after all, he did just open the gate did he not?

Ash would be on the other end, smiling, "Hey!... I'm really... surprised honestly, thank you, thank you so much, Clarence. Maybe, after this is all over, we could meet-"

Clarence couldn't hold it in any longer, "Ash wait! I... I want to give it all up, I left you and your brother everything, all sixty-seven planets in your names. Every single riches and coin I've earned, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for what I did to you both when you needed a father, not some conman teaching you the trade." Grunting, he'd keep a strong face, "And that even if you don't want me in your life anymore? I want you both taken care of, so you never have to worry about anything again, that so long as both of you are okay, I'm fine with whatever happens now. I- I even left you recordings, thousands, and even used state of the art AI holograms of me or even other people so you could have what I could never give as a father... or, you could even burn all of it, that... that might be fun, maybe a bit cathartic even." Giving a small smile as he tried to keep the ruse up, she didn't need to know, him quietly disappearing was fine enough.

Gaze averting as she looked shocked he even cared that much, something had to be said, "...Clarence, Fox... Fox didn't make it."

At first nothing, but then a hitched, "O-oh.... I- s-see." Then finally, he could hold back no longer as he let out a wounded, pathetic noise as he sniffled, though it'd be interrupted with violent coughing, blood coming up as the camera violently shook.

Ash's eyes growing wider, she had seen enough, the glimpse of his injuries, "Cl-arence! Hold on, I'm coming, I'm going to get to you, just, just sit tight. I can be there in no time now."

Subtle panic starting to build, she'd be stopped by Clarence who pleaded in a sudden resolve, "Ash... stop, it's okay, it's okay dear, it's too late for me. But not you, you changed me, you all did even when I didn't realize it. That out of every riches I've stolen or conned, you two were the greatest thing to ever have happened to me, and I love you and the memories we had, and I'm sorry, I'm so sorry it took so long for me to see that... you were my greatest treasure. And that, and that- it's always."

"Always been you."

"Always."

Choking up a little, so many conflicting feelings dwelling within, welled up, but this was probably the last time she'd see him, tears starting to flow, "I- I love you too, dad."

A small final smile given to her in response to hearing that, he began to fade rather quickly as Ash quietly let out a pained noise, clutching herself as she remained alone in the room.

->In a distant, far-away place, a tendril would press a button as a recording played in the background of what was hidden away<-

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