“But why? Why would he do that?” Thea didn’t understand the how either but one thing at a time.
“For the fun of it? To see what he could make of her? Fuck if I know, it’s just what he does. He plays with things, plays with people. That’s why he is where he is.”
“And where is that?”
“In a vacuum vault in the middle of fucking nowhere space. - Though if the Union gets its way with this hearing they’ll move him to one of their facilities.”
“Why is he there though? Did he do something really bad?”
“Well that’s the other reason I can’t tell you what I am kid,” A sad sigh fell from his chest, “No doubt you guessed he had his fun with me too. In fact that’s how I got this shiner you all like so well, he ripped my eye out of my face and used it in some sort of experiment or something. I don’t know what the fuck it was, I was pretty drugged and only a fucking teenager at the time. It was horrifying how little I felt but was so aware, so fucking aware of everything. Every couple minutes he’d tried to say something I’m sure he thought was comforting, ‘I know you are wary but you will be grateful for this when the time comes.’ or ‘I only mean to protect you, to bring out the best in you.”
Thea swallowed down hard trying not to cry, again regretting her eavesdropping. Why did she have to be so damn curious?
“Eventually I blacked out, probably from the fucking trauma. Next time I woke we were outside surrounded by Palmas Peace Core officers shouting shit at him, like some sort of standoff. I wasn’t conscious for very long, I just remember the weird look on his face, I think it was the only time I ever saw him fucking worried. Probably knew his time was up, that he’d been caught.” Her father stopped a moment and shot her a weak smile, “I’m sorry Thea, you’re probably too young for all this but you have to understand the power in your hands. I don’t know how your transition will go, what kind of creature you’ll become. The Black has a way of knowing what adjustments will suit us well. For better or for worse.”