Prologue:
Anya Volkov was staring at her son (adoptive but her son nonetheless) as he pointed a gun at her.
"Alexei what are you doing Мой сын (My son)?" Anya asked gently, trying to diffuse the situation before it arises into a situation in which she'd have to get her hands dirty.
"What I should have done a long time ago Anya."
Anya watched as his hands shook slightly as he held the gun tighter.
That same gun she gifted him on his 16th birthday for his protection was now being used against her.
She would've laughed at the irony if the situation was different.
"And what is that? Killing me? Need I remind you that everything you are standing in is mine. The kingdom is mine. This mansion is mine. This land is mine. The weapons are mine. Even the weapon you are holding, was mine before I had given it to you. I was the one who took you off of the streets, gave you a home, a family, a life. And this is how you repay me? This is how you repay your mother?" she was shouting now.
Anya would rather die than give any man -be it her son or brother- the satisfaction of seeing her cry.
Alexei's eyes had gathered tears at his mother's speech.
What was he doing?
An electric shock came from his neck snapping him back into his emotionless state.
He looked at her and stated in a cold tone, "You were never my mother and I was never your son."
And with that said, he pulled the trigger and emptied the gun of its bullets.
Anya couldn't grab her gun quick enough to shoot and because of that she died by her sons hand.
Alexei walked to her and ignored her lifeless eyes looking at him and bent down.
He placed two fingers on her pulse and called it.
She was dead.
But before he could laugh or mock her, a scream came from the door.
"MAMA!"
This snapped him out of his trance as he turned to his baby sister, Irene. (Anya's blood daughter)
Alexei was confused.
What happened?
Irene had gone out to shop and the last thing he remembered was talking to his mother.
He turned to where Irene was looking at and his blood turned cold.
There laying lifeless in a pool of her blood was his mother.
And his hand was a gun.
He turned back to his mothers body and had to refrain himself from throwing up at seeing bullet holes on her body.
Irene shouted for Antonio before he could and then when he came he looked at what had happened and called for guards to grab him.
"Antonio what are you doing?" Alexei asked in a shaky tone.
"Do not play the fool Alexei. Everyone can see what has happened. You murdered her."
Alexei shook his head.
"No, she was my mother. I loved her."
But even as he tried to deny what happened, the gun was in his hands.
He looked down at his shaking hands to see them covered in blood.
He killed his mother.
He didn't hear as Antonio told the guards to take him to the dungeons.
He killed his mother.
He looked back as the guards dragged him to see Irene begging their mother to wake up.
And that sight broke his heart.
A.N.A lot of you might be confused but basically he was being mind controlled by a chip in his neck which is why when Irene comes he's confused.
I literally watch action movies yet I have no idea how to describe how a gun functions. I sat here for like 10 minutes figuring out how to say he emptied the gun.
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