The Final Race

Sebastian began to pace down the hall. He was now twenty-three years old and held the title of sovereign. He glanced over at Stormie. "What's the population count here?" He murmured.

Stormiest looked down at the charts and sighed. "Eight hundred." She said quietly.

Sebastian winced at the number. "Too many." He muttered. He shut his eyes. "Command the guards to cease all children before the age of two and... kill them." He muttered. "After this, pregnancies will be limited to those couples selected." He murmured.

Rhyan glanced at Sebastian. "You're going to kill your sister's child." He muttered. "And a lot of the people will oppose you."

Stormiest looked at him in shock. "They are only kids....they've barely had a chance to live!"

"We can't afford to have a problem in the future." Sebastian responded and put his hand over his forehead. "Im trying to save our future."

"By killing the kids?" Mercy asked approaching Sebastian. "You're going to throw us into anarchy."

Stormiest bit her lip, this wasn't the right thing to do but she had to follow orders. "Do you still want to go for it?"

"Send the command." Sebastian responded and looked at Mercy who only shook her head. "I have to do what I have to do."

Mercy sighed. "And your one month old son? Hale's son? You're going to kill him?"

"No." Sebastian responded.

Rhyan narrowed his eyes in disbelief. "Are you even thinking straight?"

Stormie bit her tongue and sent out the command, bowing her head she waited for all the adults to come rushing in screaming.

Mercy crossed her arms. "Just stop this and see what we can do in the future." She murmured.

Sebastian gave an irritable sigh. "They're going to be a nuisance."

"Parent's would kill themselves for their kids." Rhyan told him. "Let them live."

"I already sent out the command like you said." Stormie told Sebastian.

"It's not too late to go back!" Mercy growled. "Ella will hate you."

Sebastian exhaled and leaned forward to stop the command. He then turned to Mercy. "I hope you're the one dealing with this shit seventeen years from now." He snapped and stormed out to go visit Hale. "How are you? That command that was sent out, it wasn't for us, wouldn't have been."

Hale looked up at Sebastian with narrowed eyes. "How could you even think about something like that?" She hissed.

"I was trying to do the right thing, if we use too many sources we'll all die Hale." Sebastian responded. "This problem isn't just going to go away."

"Ask for volunteers or float the elderly!" Hale shouted.

Sebastian narrowed his eyes. "There's no problem, now it's the future." Sebastian responded and look at their son. "Just doing all I can with what a father can do for his kid."

Hale shook her head and turned away from him, she was extremely disappointed in him.

Sebastian walked out of the room after kissing her cheek and began to look around casually making sure everything was in place. "Dawn." He gave a curt nod.

dawn gave a curt nod and wandered down the halls.

Ella crossed her arms as she walked up behind her brother. "You were going to kill my baby."

Sebastian looked at his sister. "To save our lives in the future." He pointed out.

"I would give my life to save his any day of the week." Ella told him seriously. "I don't think I can forgive you for even thinking of something like that."

"I could have gone through with it." Sebastian responded sharply. "Be grateful I changed my mind, makes me think I'm not cut out for this job."

"I'll be thankful when you figure out a better way to save us." Ella snapped back at him.

"There's no good way of doing it Ella. There won't be for another three generations." Sebastian said bluntly. "I'll do what I can. Till then, no answer will be the right one." He said and began to walk away.

Kitty made her way over to Ella and put a hand on her shoulder. "He's trying."

Ella shrugged Kitty's hand off as she stared down at the floor. "I need rest."

Darnell walked over to one of his workers and glanced over his shoulder at the oxygen concentration of the arch. He sighed at the sight and narrowed his eyes slightly. He had killed over two hundred infants sixteen years ago. He had gotten the idea from his grandfather Sebastian who had since passed away. His son Lucas had been the only eighteen year old in the ship because of it. "Lucas, why would you do something like this?" He asked in front of the jail cell. "I've given you everything. There's no way for me to save you from going down there."

Lucas averted his gaze else where. He didn't care too much about what his father thought. He respected his father. He was the sovereign but because of him, he was the sole eighteen year old resented by most of his peers because their parents had been victims of the infanticide. Some of the kids, being unloved, or results of just trying to be replaced for their loss had become criminals. "You should've just killed me with the rest of them." He commented. "When I go down, I'll live." He muttered. He didn't know if it was true but he hoped it was.

Erick leaned in listening to the sovereign's conversation with Lucas. He had never liked the boy. His mother had told him stories of his elder sibling who'd been a victim to Darnell's sadistic actions. In retaliation she had himself, and his little sister.