The Undying Mecha Emperor

(Author's Note: Dark chapter. Jump the gory parts if you're underaged or easily horrified. Otherwise, enjoy…)

"Hmm?" The Ancestor was so surprised at the disturbance that my red mecha core was causing within me that he even gave out an audible reaction.

However, the pain soon receded and I was sent hurtling back into my memories once more. Before I knew it, my memories crossed the line into reality and I found myself sitting in a room I recognized as my old bedroom back when I was younger.

When my father was still alive.

(My mother had died much earlier for causes not revealed to me when I was even younger.)

I quickly gave myself a tight slap on the cheeks to check if it was a dream.

PIAKK!

Ow!!

"What? It actually hurt? What's going on here?" I asked out loud in shock.

I quickly flung my room door open to check if I was really back home.

SLAM! CRACK!

My powerful physique flung the door open so powerfully that it slammed against the wall and cracked!

"Justin! What on earth do you think you're doing?" My mother stood up from her seat at the dining table and shouted at me sternly.

"Mo-mother??" I stammered out a whisper of disbelief.

"Don't give me that look young man. It's too late for regrets! How could you be so rough with the door? This isn't like you at all." She frowned and stared at me with a strange look on her face.

I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was exactly how I remembered her.

"Mother!!" I said in a slightly trembling voice. Tears were already flowing freely down my face and my heart was pounding fiercely in deep, deep joy.

I ran towards her and hugged her tightly, all the while fighting with all my strength to hold back my sobs and failing spectacularly.

"There, there. Did something happen? Are you alright? Don't worry, mother is here. Your father is here too, we'll make sure everything gets better. Don't worry, Justin. We got you. We got you." My mother stroked my head lovingly and kept up a constant stream of chatter to soothe my obviously flustered heart.

But the more she did that, the more I began to cry.

I had no idea just how much I missed her.

For a few long moments, I clung on to her as though she was my lifeline in a raging storm and bawled my heart and my eyes out.

After my sobs finally subsided, my father finally stood up from his seat at the dining table and walked towards me.

"It's good that you're crying, son. Do not pent up your emotions like that. It is not good for you. Crying one in a while when you're in deep pain is fine. Just don't do it too often like your mother." He teased my mother a little bit to lighten the situation.

I couldn't help but smile at his words.

Yes, he was exactly how I remembered him to be.

I could feel my happiness reach its fullness in my heart.

I had my parents back, and it was perfect.

"To hell with the test or whatever." I thought to myself as I sighed deeply in contentment.

"Wait… Test?"

BAM!

Our front door slammed open and four familiar figures appeared.

Emma Whitefrost. The damned old man Russel Whitefrost. James Whitefrost. Bruce Pang.

"Huh? What are you guys doing here?" I was caught completely by surprise. I totally didn't expect to see them at my home. How did they know where to find me? What was going on?

However, they ignored my question and looked at my father and mother with grim and murderous expressions.

"Han rebels. This is where you will die." Russel Whitefrost spat with a venomous voice.

"What? NO! They are my parents, Grandpa!" I shouted at them in horror.

"Shut up! They are Han rebels! And apparently, so are you! All three of you will die here today!" Emma shouted contemptuously.

"Emma! Don't do this. I saved your life, remember? You owe me your life!" I shouted.

"Hmph! Han bastard. To think I considered you my friend. Disgusting!" Emma cursed at me.

"Big brother! Do something! They are my parents!" I turned to look at Bruce and pleaded.

"I don't have a brother like you." Bruce Pang said coldly. "I will make sure you die a horrible death for lying to me about your background, you Han scum!"

I began to despair. What was happening here??

As one, all four of them drew their ancient swords and advanced on us in formation.

"Mother! Father! Get back!" I immediately shouted and tried to push them behind me.

"No parent will hide behind their child." My father said bravely as he grabbed the wine bottle on the table and smashed it to create an impromptu weapon.

"We will stall them. Justin, run away and live. Do not die here with us." My mother said softly to me. After that, she grabbed the steak knives from the table and stood resolutely in front of me.

"Run! Now!" My mother screamed and pushed me away.

Emma and Russel Whitefrost immediately charged at my father while James and Bruce charged at my mother.

I tried to leap forward to intercept their attacks, but to my complete horror, I realized that I couldn't move!

I could only watch with absolute despair as all of the people I love and those I had grown to respect begin a bloody and desperate battle.

Slash! Clang! Slash!

Bloody wounds quickly appeared on my father and mother as they tried their best to stall for time.

"Justin! Run!! Don't just stand there!!" My mother screamed.

"NO!! STOP!!!" I screamed hysterically at them.

But they all ignored me completely.

My mother was the first to fall.

Slash!

Bruce Pang's sword deftly changed directions and avoided my mother's parry to slash at her neck, severing it cleanly in one vicious stroke.

"NOOOO!!!!!! AHH!HHHHHHH!" I shrieked. The sky seemed to fall down upon me as I watched her head fall down from her body, blood spurting out everywhere in large amounts.

Slash!!

My father also collapsed after a savage slash from Russel almost separated his body vertically in two.

"NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! WHY!!? WHY!!!????" My heart was crushed beyond imagination as I witnessed my parents die horrible deaths at the hands of the people I've begun to consider as my inner circle.