Triassic Invasion – Chapter 5, Conclusion (Period-a-Day)

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Period 12

In the jeep, Kyane leaned over to her dad. “What do you think those three are talking about?” she asked. 

Damon extended his arm around her and pulled her to his chest. “Don’t worry about it, baby. Everything is over now.” He tried to run his fingers through her hair but knocked his fingers on the metal near the back of her skull. “Do you still need this thing on?”

“Let me ask, Die. Hey, Die, do I still need to be all armored up right now? I feel really nasty. Like, I feel pockets of sweat building in places sweat pockets shouldn’t be.”

“No, Kyane. You do not need me right now. You may un-armor if you need to,” D13 said. 

“I still have that app,” Kyane said. “I can talk to you whenever I want.”

“Yes, you do.”

“Thanks for helping me with all this,” Kyane said. 

“No problem, honey,” Damon said. 

“No, not you, Die.” She pointed to the metal around her head. 

“It was nothing Kyane,” D13 said. 

Kyane realigned the three faces. The armor lifted off her body and swarmed into the open faces before slamming closed and locking. All the pain she took from the fight steamrolled over her body by multiple 18-wheelers all at once without them somehow getting into an accident. She held herself from yelping in pain. “I need an ice bath, I think. I’m pretty sure I heard that’s what athletes do after like a big game. Right, dad?”

“Oh yeah,” he laughed. “Football players do that all the time.” She slouched down and ran his fingers through her hair. He looked out over the decimated battlefield, scorched pathway, and expensive waste of taxpayer money smoldering. “Did you enjoy all this, Kyane?”

Kyane looked up at him. “What?”

“Did you enjoy all this?” He shook his head. “You don’t have to spare me and lie, like that whole rock thing.”

“I told you I didn’t throw the rock!” Kyane said basically on instinct.

“I know you’re lying about that. But tell me, did you honestly enjoy all of this?” 

Kyane took a deep breath. “Yes,” she said. It was a word so simple yet opened so many doors. Her heart, a caterpillar, metamorphose into a butterfly and flew away. 

Damon nodded. “Okay.” He pointed to the three arguing. “Go tell them that.”

“I will,” she laughed. “I just need help getting over there.”

“No problem.”

Damon got out of the jeep, walked over to her side, wrapped her arm around his neck and walked her over to the three. They heard random bits of the conversation about prophecies and destinies, but nothing concrete. The only firm sentence Kyane got was when Jerry said, “We need someone, and that someone is your daughter.”

“I’ll do it,” Kyane said. “I need to do it.” She paused and let the surprised look wash over her. “Because I’m the only one,” she elaborated.

“Damon?” Hinotomi asked. Damon just nodded. 

“Perfect!” Jerry exclaimed. He slapped Shaotoro’s back. “He will move in with you right away. Don’t worry he has a portal dojo we can send over to your house like now to get you ready ASAP. Now go! Go!” Jerry exclaimed. He pointed to the jeep. The four walked away from the jeep. Damon held her on one side. Hinotomi carried her on the other. Shaotoro walked behind them with his hands behind his back. Vic opened the side doors for the group to load in.

Jerry waited until they were out of earshot. He took out his phone and called. “Hey, yes it’s Jerry. Send Sensei’s training studio over to the Yorotis’ house right away… Good… Next, I heard that we have the UDC Kyane beat up in custody… Yes, the one from the bathroom… Set up an interrogation room. It is time we start to get answers.”

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