Guardian Core Chronicles Death Becomes Me HTML version
Then there was our infamous family vacation, last year. We travel all the time in my battle ship, why do we
need to go anywhere? I should have know better than to take Etan's advice on anything fun. Don't get me wrong
he is a great friend and fun to fight with, but he is too Argarian now for my taste. I think I liked him better
before he became too much like Selar. Etan convinced Andrea that we should take our son to somewhere called
I wasn't interested until he showed me a poster of a series of contests taking place near there. It was called the
best of the best. It had a long list of contests to participate in. Wrestling, running, jumping, swimming, rock
climbing, and pie eating just to name a few. All in all, there were over a hundred different contests being put on.
I planned to enter them all. That was my only stipulation to my wife. I was going to compete and that's, that. I
took on the 100 yard dash and out flanked everybody easily.
I won some kind of cheap gold medal. I got cheers and applause for my performance. Then I got awe and shock
when I won the swimming contest too. But, humans must get jealous easily, because after I had won the 5th
contest. I was told by some guards, that I needed to leave the premises. They accused me of using something
called performance enhancing drugs to win. O f all the nerve, like I need drugs to be great, if the y only knew
who I really was. But, I had given my word I would not revel my true identity or power on this trip. I might
have done it anyway, except I knew Selar would be watching me, Dang it.
Except for a few times like that, the last five years have been pretty good, I must say. I was in the back while
Andrea was preparing dinner. I was trying to teach Luminous to use a child sized battle ax. It's never too early
to learn the basics you know. I had gotten him to lunge the battle ax at targets with accuracy. He hit all 10, dead
on. Hmm with a little practice, and a lot o f threats, I mean encouragement I might turn this Argarian pacifist
into a killer after all. I was just about to show him the importance of blade sharpness when, the fake me walked
back into my life.
What a surprise.
I was making our Thursday night favorite, beef fajitas, when the old Reaper walked in. I didn't even know it
was him for a minute. I had just got through sautÃ©ing the steak meat when I turned around and he was standing
there with a silly grin on his face. I looked back and asked
â€œDear, I need you to grab another yellow onion from the pantry.â€ He looked confused.
â€œI been gone for five years and that's all you've got to say to me?" I was stunned. I started to say what you are
talking about. I mean after all he looks exactly like the man I have been married to for the last five years. Then
it dawned on me. O h no! He's back. I stopped what I was doing, and told him to leave.
â€œLook I've had a great life for the last five years since you have been gone. Drax and I are happy. I don't need
you. You obviously didn't want me, and that's why you left. Just go and don't come back.â€I was feeling hurt all
over again. I had spent many hours thinking how bad I felt. He would rather die or just run away than be
married to me.
Before Reaper could answer, Drax walked in with Luminous.
â€œHoney, guess what our son can do now. He is good at throwing batt..." He paused, mid sentence when he saw
the other Reaper. â€œOh I see the fake me is back." Reaper immediately puffed up
â€œFake, Youâ€™re the fake. I'm the original, or should I say the only Reaper. Where did you come from?" Reaper
asked. Drax explained how Etan had made him from Reapers toe. Drax strolled up to him in a relaxed manner,
and then circled him like a vulture.