Anarchist Knight:Apprentice

"How did my parents die," Tobal asked? "Why didn't you ever tell me about this before?"

"Nobody really knows how they died," his uncle whispered, a tormented look in his eyes. "There was an air sled accident over a lake. I found them dead and floating in the water. There was no formal investigation due to the classified nature of their research. It was considered a Federation secret. Asking too many questions got a person in trouble really fast. I've always felt there was something wrong about the way they died but I could never prove anything and it was only a few weeks later that I was crippled. It seems someone really wanted to stop the research project. I'm sorry son," he added. "But I'm risking imprisonment just telling you this much."

"What is important to think about is that your parents wanted this for you. They wanted you to 'claim sanctuary' and become a citizen of Heliopolis. They believed that by going there you would be able to know who they were and what they believed in. Since you refuse to finish the year out and graduate from Tavistock Educational, I'm offering this to you. I've already spoken to the school and you have earned enough credits for an early graduation."

He looked sternly at Tobal and there was a trace of anger in his gray eyes. "I had to call in some pretty big favors. You have no idea how many strings I had to pull so your name will appear with this spring's graduating class. It’s time to stop feeling sorry for yourself. Grow up and move on. Do something with your life that your parents would be proud of."

Tobal's dark eyes flashed in anger but lowered as they met the burning intensity of his uncle's glare.

"Are you a citizen of Heliopolis, like my parents?"

"No, I was a Federation officer in charge of security. I never applied for citizenship although I could have. After my accident I was retired, although they would send for me occasionally to consult with," he added bitterly. "That was several years ago, but now it seems there is renewed interest in your parent's work. I was just out there and they are talking about opening the program up again after all these years. Maybe you can find out more when you get there. If you learn something keep me informed ok?"

Tobal gripped the medallion and letter tightly. "I will," he promised through tears. In a choked voice he asked, "When can I leave for Old Seattle?"

"You're not going to Old Seattle," his uncle said. "You're going directly to Heliopolis where the sanctuary program is."

"But the letter tells me to go to Old Seattle," Tobal was confused. "I'm supposed to take the medallion and letter to someone my parents knew. That's what I need to do first. They will know what I need to do next. That's what the letter says." He looked stubbornly at his uncle.

"There is no one to meet at Old Seattle," his uncle barked. "They are all dead! All of your parent's friends are dead. They have been dead for fifteen years! I am buying you an air bus ticket for Heliopolis and that is where you are going. That is where the sanctuary program is. Do you understand me?"

"Yes sir," Tobal replied meekly, shaken by his uncle's outburst.

He remained quiet but inside he was seething and planning how he was going to exchange his air bus ticket destination for Old Seattle. That’s where his parents had told him to go and that is where he was going.

Tobal Kane curled up in a dark corner of the Airbus and looked out upon a moonlit night. It was the 18^th of February and the full moon cast a soft light on the snow covered landscape far below. There were no clouds and he could see stars twinkling like diamonds in the night sky. It was one of those rare nights that you want to remember for the rest of your life and he was trying to impress the smallest details into his soul forever. He was leaving the only home he had ever known and he was not going back.

He felt the vibration and hum of the airbus against his back and below he saw the lights of New Rome growing smaller and receding into the distance. He was lost in his thoughts. The airbus was relatively empty and he was left to himself.

It had been a simple matter to purchase his own ticket to New Seattle. There were no flights into Old Seattle and that was the closest he could get. He simply booked a flight for a few hours later than the one he was supposed to be on.

Uncle Harry hadn't even seen him off at the airport. He had sent the driver instead and the driver dropped him off outside the terminal. Money hadn't been a problem since he had a spending allowance and he had cautiously supplied himself with enough cash to stay for a week or two in Old Seattle if he needed to. Since he would be paying cash Uncle Harry should never find out. He thought he had enough Euros to cover any expenses that might come up.

The Euro was the global currency acceptable in all city-states around the world since the establishment of the Federation. He was carrying almost five thousand Euros and also had a credit card his uncle had given him for emergencies. As long as his expenses were reasonable his uncle had always picked up the tab.

Tobal was determined to find the Antiquities shop if it still existed. He was also determined his uncle would never know about it. Nervously he touched his jacket pocket and made sure the letter was still there. He could feel the weight of the medallion around his neck.

Staring out the window into the night Tobal thought about his parents and what Uncle Harry had told him. He hardly remembered them at all, just vague memories without proof they were even real. They had been mysteriously killed when he was only two years old. His parents had been working on a classified project but something had gone wrong and they never came back alive. Their bodies had been found floating in a nearby lake. The investigation had officially listed the cause of death as accidental drowning even though his uncle said his parents were both strong swimmers.

His uncle would never talk about his parents and whenever Tobal asked his uncle would change the subject. There was no one else that Tobal could ask. His uncle had known his parents and worked with them. He didn't remember his aunt Lilly unless she was that woman he remembered swimming with Uncle Harry the day he had seen the tattoo. Uncle Harry wouldn't talk about her either. She had been killed in the same mysterious accident that crippled his uncle.

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