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"How can you blame me for having a computer chip in your head?" Mab said. "Just because I might have known your Dad!?"
"Might have? Might have?" Van shouted. "You lived in his house for months! You were his foster child!"
Van tried to calm himself. It was a beautiful, sunny day and he and Mab were standing next to a calm lake, but none of these things calmed him down at all! His heart pounded in his chest and he let out a gasp of air as the realization of what he had done hit him! He had told his nemesis, the man he hated, his darkest secret!
"Van, that was a long time ago!" Mab said. "I had many Foster Parents, in between the times I lived on the streets or stayed in Orphanages! There were millions of us war orphans and nobody wanted us!"
"Liar!" Van spat. "My Dad wanted you! He tried to adopt you! He begged. pleaded! They wouldn't let him keep you!"
"OK! I remember him! But he didn't have a son!" Mab said. "Mr. Vandal had no son! I He never mentioned you and there were NO pictures of any children in his house! I never competed with you! You were not there!"
"My Mother left him when I was just a baby!" Van answered. "I rarely even talked to him! And thank you for crushing my spirit even more by reminding me he had NO pictures of me! He has pictures of YOU! You compete with me everyday!"
"I am sorry! I didn't mean it that way!" Mab said. "I have to go! I have another swimming lesson to give!"
"We're not through talking about this!" Van said. "I am going to have this out with you!"
"No! You don't get to tell me what to do!" Mab said. "Don't YOU EVER try to dominate me or bring me to heel! I am nobodies Beta-male, least of all yours!"
As Mab turned away, he heard one word from Van:
Mab turned around and glared at Van.
"What did you call me....?" Mab said. His eyes were like weapons, carving up Van's soul! For the first time in years, Van felt cold, raw fear! Then he felt his Retro-Chron chip in his cerebellum activating, and the fear vanished!
"So! We finally see the REAL Mab! The one who my Dad loves so much! The little soldier who nobody could dominate! Even the street thugs and gangs couldn't control or defeat the great Mab! DO you know how many times I had to hear my Dad sing your praises? And when my Mom died, I died! Because I had to go live with "Mr. Vandal". but he didn't want a blue-haired nerdy kid like me! No! He wanted his precious soldier! A son who loves sports, the military and would play Rumbleball with him everyday! He couldn't have you for a son, so he tried to make me into you!"
"I have to go!" Mab said. "I have a job to do! A duty!"
"Yes, go!" Van said. "Go do your duty! Because you are so noble, so perfect!"
Mab walked back towards the pool area, the sun behind him. It took everything he had to keep his anxiety and Autism from overwhelming him!
"Go! Run away!" Van shouted. "I hate you, Mab! I HATE YOU!"
To Be Continued!