The Runaway {Hunter} (WATTYS 2022)

The Truth

"She was a powerful goddess of war who came to Qwern many years ago." Cas pointed to the story. "She would visit Qwern and she met your father Turto. You're father controlled her, Lara was her name, with the Gods stone. He wanted her power, that's why the civil war started, that's why he killed those clones."

The sound of someone clapping was heard from behind them. Everyone turned as a group of guards followed a man in armour towards them. It was the king. Cora's father. Cora stepped in front of the men and guarded them. Her arm out trying to protect her friends.

"Very well put, Cas." He smirked. Her dark eyes scanned the group. "What a fine group of clones you have there, daughter."

"I am not your daughter." Cora spat. She tried to keep her body calm, but she was frightened. Hunter could feel her fear as he glanced at her.

"Hm." Turto snarled. He stepped closer to Cora and looked to her. "Is this how you greet your dear father." Cora glared at him, her face red hot. "This is how greet your king?"

Cora scuffed. "I will never bow to you."

"You know I found my own clone too." Turto nodded, "He seems to know you and your team very well."

The king stepped to the side and waved his hand. Some guards moved to the side and a tall figure emerged from the caves. The air was thick, everyone looking as an all too familiar face greeted them with such hate.

"Crosshair?" Hunter gasped softly as he shuffled on his feet.

The clone did nothing but glare to the group. "Hello, Hunter." Crosshair's voice dripped with bitter hate.

The kings eyes became slits, he was silent for a moment. "You are going to get the power of the gods."

Cora narrowed her eyes at her father. "Why me? I thought you wanted it."

"I do." He nodded, "But I'm old my dear, you however, are young and more fit for the power."

Cora scuffed again, she saw the men around her pull their blasters at the king who gave them a look. "If I took the power, you will never get me to join you."

"Hm no." The king nodded but then smirked. From his long red coat, he pulled a white crystal from his pocket. "But this will make you."

"The kyber crystal." Cora gasped.

The kyber crystal that Cid made the group go get from the gang leader. The same one that had Jesse's helmet. It was in her fathers hand.

"Ah yes, Cid." Turto smiled, "I knew you were there working for her, and I knew the crystal would connect with you. So, it would be ready to control you."

"Turto!" Cas stepped next to Cora. "You cannot do this, not to your own daughter."

"If it means getting the Empire's attention, then I will do anything." The king turned back to his daughter.

"That won't work on me." She scuffed. "I'm not a goddess."

"No, you aren't." Turto moved closer again.

Hunter stepped forward, his blaster pointed to the king. The guards next to Turto stepped closer, their electric staffs pointed towards the group. Crosshair stepped forward and pointed his sniper straight at Hunter, his finger on the trigger, ready to kill. The king laughed as Hunter drew back once Cora put her hand up. She didn't want anyone getting hurt. Crosshair stayed the same, his finger ready to pull his sniper.

"You are not a goddess, but you are a demigod." Turto said smirking.

Cora looked to her father, as if he had four heads. She scuffed and shook her head. "You lie."