He entered the room where the weapons were held and held onto the hover while he was transported into his ship, one of the finest weapons ships in the galaxy, which they had named the Ragnarok. He would be given enough will to power the ship then he would be forced to pull the trigger. They weren't taking any chances, and as he sat down at the front console, he realized that he couldn't allow this to happen.
He thought back to his training, which was gave him the ability to control his motor cortex, which was being effected by the slave crown. He didn't have a way to focus his body, but he could focus his mind. He didn't have a way to relax muscles, though, and that was the most integral part of the process. All he could do was try and trick his mind into thinking he had entered the trance and hope that it would work.
The ship had already jumped and he was sitting light-years away from the star, but he was still close enough to see it clearly through the dimmed screen. There were planets—inhabited ones—in front of him, and he wasn't going to be able to stop himself from destroying them.
A red signal came on his ocular console. Henny was there with him, but he couldn't answer. All he could do was watch while his finger moved towards the trigger. His hand was shaking. He closed his mind and told himself that he could stop it, that he had control, and for a second, his finger started quivering, but it wasn't enough. He was forced to give into the urge and keep moving. He pressed the tiny button on his console and watched while the black square filled with explosives came out of the front airlock and made its way towards the sun. It would only take a few minutes for the charge to go off and when it did, everything in the system would be dead.
He felt a tiny tear falling down his cheeks, and when his will finally returned, he fell on the floor screaming. “Why!?”
He wasn't evil. He wasn't cruel. He'd protected the only people he'd ever loved, and he would never allow them to come to harm, not like this. This couldn't happen. He had to stop it, but he couldn't. If he used one of the ship's weapons, the charge would go off and kill him too. He had to leave. He couldn't see this any longer. He interfaced with the ship's systems and entered blank, intergalactic space.
The black void swallowed him as he drifted into a sweet oblivion. When he awoke his eyes were red and his entire body was sore from falling asleep on the floor. He wiped the drool off his face and sat up. Henny was trying to contact him when it happened.
He entered the sanctuary and began to wail when he saw what she'd created. It was a complete model of the solar system, which zoomed into the little planet, hovering over the blue sand, which he knew was not far from where the blast went off. She had been there.
Epilogue
She raced through the sand towards the silvery complex, but it exploded in front of her. The ground shook and she watched the spiders scampering out. She picked up as many of the children as she could find and motioned for the others to climb on her. She had to get them to safety. She knew that the humans were attacking because pieces of shrapnel had fallen not far from where she was standing, and she saw one with a 3 painted on it. They were using third level weapons.
She was almost to the ship. She could see it. All she had to do was make her way out of the system and she would be able to survive the supernova. She could even save a few of them so they could live on in another world. All she had to do was make it.
When she finally leaned down onto the cold metal and rested for just a moment, she felt like she'd ran a marathon. The spiders were climbing up over to her chest so they could look up at her. She smiled down at them, but the gesture would be meaningless.
She opened the cargo hatch and placed them inside. Some of them tried to leave, but others grabbed them and brought them back in. They knew they could trust her; she didn't know how though. She interfaced with the ship's systems through her cognitive console, trying to find a way to jump, but she felt the wave of radiation already. Her thoughts quickly turned to Tamil, who was employed by the same organization that would end up killing her. She entered the sanctuary as she lay down flat on the cold metal floor and began her speech.
“Tamil, these are my last words. I love you more than my own life, which I gave up to come to you. I'm not sure if I will ever see you again, but something tells me that our bond is too strong to be broken like this. You are the most amazing man I've ever met, and my soul's mission is to find you.”
She saw it from above space itself, an ethereal creature seeing a firework burst below her as trillions upon trillions of tiny souls were brought to her side. She saw Tamil fleeing and wailing, and she understood. She wished that she could show him where she was, that she was finally happy and that it was OK, but she would have to wait. They would see each other again.
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