The Abandoned Son's Rehabilitation

Confrontation

Sitting behind a large monitor was Luke's own father. The one who had also been preventing him from removing the system that was implanted into him. He watched as his youngest son approached. The old man chuckled lightly before waving a finger in front of Luke's face to bring him closer. Luke could feel him staring at him intently from beneath thick eyelashes as he approached towards the monitor.

"Hello, Father." Luke states in a low tone while maintaining a strong stare with his eyes.

The man's lips turned up in a slight grin as he leaned back in his chair and rested his hands upon his desk. "Well well, if it isn't the little disappointment. How is my favorite little errand boy today?" The man asked with a warm voice.

Luke couldn't help but frown at the title 'errand boy' given to him by his father. especially after all he had been put through by him. "Why did you do all of this?" Luke demanded as he pointed the weapon at his father.

"Because I had to, dear son." His father repli