Chapter 11
Scott walked down the garden path till he came to a clearing, lit by a small, streetlight like lamp. When they were younger, Scott and the twins often joking called this spot “Narnia” for it’s out of place lamp pole. Nana Abigale was sitting there, still crying from earlier.
“Nana, we need to talk.”
“I though I told you to leave.” She said, curtly.
“You said you wanted me out of your house… As you can see. I’m not currently inside your house…”
“You always have to have a smart-arse answer for everything.”
“It’s kept me alive…” He said before walking closer.
“I have something to show you.” He said to her.
She looked up and watched as he reached behind his shoulder and drew his sword from its scabbard on his back. He showed her the crystalline blade in the light.
“This is the ‘Raq Chu Ma’viap’ which translates roughly to ‘The Sword of the First Regent’. Why it translates to that I’m still not sure, instead of “Sword of the Emperor”, but, hey, it’s mine. I’m told it’s over 3000 Earth years old. It’s a treasure of my father’s family.” He said to her. He tapped on his inhibitor, shutting off the smart lenses he had on, and knelt down so she could see him better. Abigale saw his purple of his iris for the first time.
He rested the sword on his knee and pointed to the series of squares along the blade.
“Forged by Emperor Sa as a symbol of his office,” Scott read of the engraving, running his finger down the square shapes that were the Siltavi written language as he went “after the previous one was destroyed in battle.”
He flipped the sword to the other side and continued.
“As the barer of this blade, he is my ancestor. When I speak, it is in the name of him and those that came before him.”
“What silly thing are you talking about.”
“It’s not silly…” A voice said, as a young woman walked down the path towards them.
“how’d I know you’d show up…” Scott said to her.
“I have my ways.” She said
“Howard?”
She held up her wrist to show the band she had on.
“So that’s where he went… I know he’s technically yours, but you could have told me you were going to borrow him.”
“Scott, who is this?” Nana asked.
“Well, to put it bluntly… Grandma… meet Grandma.”
“It’s nice to finally meet you, Abigale” Lilliantin said. Abigale got a good look at the new arrival, who also had purple eyes.
“Who are you?”
“My name is Princess Lilliantin.” The strange young lady said, “I’m Scott’s other grandmother.”
“You’re…” Abigale began to ask. This had to be a joke, she thought to herself, she looked no more older than Gwen.
“Several hundred Terran years old… I’m an alien.”
Lilliantin told Abigale her story and showed off her power by making the blade race around them at high speed without touching them before Scott caught it in mid-air and put it away.
“As much as I hate to say it…” Scott said “You got what you wanted. As much as I hate this fact, there’s no mechanism for abdication of your place in our family. I’m second in line for the throne of an empire spanning over Ninety star systems and 30 trillion subjects in a galaxy two million lightyears away.”
“30… trillion?” Abigale asked
“We tend to have lots of kids.” Lilliantin said “Side effect of living so long. My mother had about… 40 or so brothers and sisters.”
“And your father?” Nana asked, looking at Scott “does he know any of this.”
“We’re a bit guilty of keeping that to ourselves as well.” Scott said, before putting his hand on Lilliantin’s shoulder “I only found her two years ago. I would have told you, but, given your reaction to my status as an Inhuman and Daisy being half Chinese... I wasn’t sure I could trust you to deal with the fact one of your grandchildren is part alien.”
“My people do things a bit differently.” Lilliantin added as Scott muttered “That’s an understatement”
“As a woman I can’t hold the throne myself, but as my father’s first born, the inheritance still passes through me. Kent, my son, is ether still First Prince, because my father lives, or Kent is the Emperor and Trivlen… Scott is First Prince. Though if my father is dead, the empire is surely gone as well and the title means little if anything.”
“What did you call him?” Abigale asked
“Trivlen’ is my other name.” Scott admitted. “We all have Terran and Siltavi names. Mum and Daisy got theirs through being married to us. Dad, Toni and I had our names assigned thousands of years ago. Dad’s other name is Vorsen, Toni’s is Esolvia. As our respective spouses, Mum is En-Vors and Daisy is En-Triv.”
“So… this is real… You’re telling me the truth?” Abigale said.
“After what Uncle Mike told me, I figured this would be the perfect peace offering.” Scott said, before informing Nana what Michael had said at the cemetery.
Abigale looked down in defeat. Everything she’d wanted was standing right in front of her, and it had been kept from her because Scott felt she couldn’t be trusted with the information, let alone the fact he was embarrassed by it.
“there’s one more thing you need to see.” Scott said. He handed Lillaintin the sword, stepped away from the two and squeezed the side of his power inhibitor.
A small ball of light exited the device and expanded into his Victory Driver.
“You might enjoy this.” Lillantin said to Abigale.
Scott put the driver on and activated it. The two women watched as his Ride Armor formed around him.
“RIDER! STRONGEST VICTORY! IRON DEFENDER.” The device called out as the armor locked and activated.
“You’re that… Other Iron Man I saw on the telly…” She said in amazement. Where once was her grandson, was the silver and golden, bug eyed armor of the Iron Rider “All those things I… That was you I saw?”
He nodded “That just what we ALLOW you all to know. I’ve fought things you wouldn’t believe in this suit. Hell, back a few months ago, I temporarily ceased to exist…” Scott said through the helmet before deactivating his transformation. “Nana… I’ve trusted you with my secrets… Now I need you to trust me with yours. What does Tisch want from us?”