Wednesday, November 9, 2011

FLASH FICTION FRIDAY, CYCLE 56: DADDY'S BOY

The prompt this week was this photo. The story was supposed to be sci-fi, and 600 words max. I'm not really sure where Daddy's Boy came from, but with my NaNo project, I remain in a very dark place. I don't know if there's a point in this piece. Perhaps not. Maybe it's simply just another stop on this month's dark journey.
 
 
DADDY'S BOY

“Jeffery, what are you doing? You’re supposed to be settled in and getting ready for us to begin our orbit. We’ll be landing soon and you’re going to need to be well rested. You’re not supposed to be messing with those controls. We’re going too fast.”

“Yes, Father. I know, Father. Whatever you say, Father.”

“Jeffery, there’s no need for insubordination. I told you that I would allow you to participate in this mission if you remained respectful and remembered your place.”

“My place? Remember my place? What is my place, Father? What has my place ever been, besides under your feet? That stops now. I’m not messing with the controls. I just permanently disabled the auto-guide, so they won’t be bringing us home.”

“What in God’s name have you done? I’m getting the doctor. I may be too old to restrain you, but he can put you where you belong--locked in your quarters.”

“Don’t waste your time. I’ve already flooded his chamber with a toxic gas and he’s dead. I don’t need him, you see? I don’t need anybody--not anymore. You’ve told me all my life what a failure I was and how I could never manage anything on my own. You asked me over and over when I was going to start being a man. Well, how about now?

“Son, I just don’t understand.”

“Don’t ‘son’ me. I was never anything but a nuisance to you. Well, I’m in charge now. What in God’s name have I done? Dear Father, I AM God--NOW. We’re going on past your world to find another where I will be in charge. I’ve even brought friends along to help me. You remember those little crawly things we found on IK485? The ones that killed our navigator? They had him eaten down to the bone in less than 3 minutes. I believe they will be powerful persuaders to whatever life forms are already there. Don’t you agree?”

“Jeffery, you brought those monsters on board? You can’t control them. They’ll kill us both.”

“No, Father. Not ‘us’. You have two choices. One, get in your chamber and I’ll begin filling it with the toxins. It will be quick and relatively painless. Or, two, I can place you in the supply room where my buddies are stored. It will be quick, and not painless at all.”

“You are insane. I can’t believe you are doing this. Why, Jeffery, why?”

“I’m going to find another world that will be all mine to do with as I choose. Now is as good a time as any to grow up, I suppose. Haven’t you been telling me just that every day? Haven’t you? Father?”

6 comments:

  1. Great story, read it last night at work but was pulled away before I could comment.

    Was getting worried hadn't seen you around the usual blogs for a while.

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  2. Yikes! I could feel the young man's APD. A dark place indeed . .

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  3. MMMMMM! Vintage Juzwik - well done Joyce!

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  4. Beach, So glad you enjoyed this. Little by little, I'm putting myself back in the loop. Lots of stuff going around, a few health issues, all kinds of nonsense, but everything is pretty much getting resolved and that's a good thing because I have missed reading everyone's stories and I've missed writing for F3! I very much appreciate being missed!

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  5. CM, Thanks so much for taking time to read and I appreciate your comments. Out there in nowhere land is truly a place where I love to let characters' dark sides shine through. It's not like the others can just walk away from it all, is it?

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  6. Sue, Thanks so much. I'm glad you enjoyed my little tale. Your comments help me to hope that with all this time away, I haven't lost my ability to creep people out! I really hope not! Thanks again for all your support, as always.

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