Page 69 of G.O.D.S Omnibus

“Not exactly.” I smirk. “Chester, care to explain?”

“Care to explain what?” Boston asks, walking into the room with our brothers following behind him, looking super pissed.

“Take a seat, boys. We have things to discuss.”

They all reluctantly do as they’re told, and my brother glares at me across the table, clearly still angry that I left and never contacted him. But the reality is we had to wait for the perfect time.

“It’s time you all knew the truth.”

Brennan has always been the one to talk, just like Boston. They have the gift of dealing with people. “We haven’t been honest with you.”

“No shit, Sherlock. You think we’re all fucking stupid?” Case snaps.

“I’m hurt that you think my skills are lacking. You forget that I’m the best at what I do, and Brennan sucks at lying,” Davis adds.

“We figured you would tell us soon enough or we would have tortured it out of you,” Boston remarks, and Laughn cracks up laughing. I can tell he is mentally picturing us tied up and being tortured.

“Can we get to the point?” Marlow interjects. “Jolie is busy trying on dresses, but she has tracking devices on our cars, so we don’t have much time.”

“Fine. I want you all to forget what you know or what Mr Z wants you to believe,” Brennan starts. “This was no test. Honestly, I’m surprised Trace wasn’t shot dead on sight.” He pauses, taking a moment to make eye contact with every member of Team Hades before continuing. “As you’re all aware, Team Zeus was the original team, except our female died at birth. Something went wrong with the genetic combination. What you don’t know is we are all from the same embryos, or each family is. Boston and I, while brothers, would technically be twins if we were implanted at the same time. Jolie and our female were essentially the same.”

Laughn stands and starts pacing the room like a lion caged at a zoo; he knows he isn’t going to like what is coming next.

“So, you what—took her for yourselves?” Case snaps.

“Not completely,” I admit. “While technically yes, we are all programmed to love her, something went wrong. But that isn’t why I ran with her.” I hand the floor back to Brennan before they all lose it, focusing on their dicks.

“Fuck,” Brennan swears—and he isn’t one to swear often. “I wanted to explain it better, but Chester found out that Mr Z wanted to continue to create more of us. He had no issues with continuing our lines, since our biological parents are all still alive. They have created enough embryos to make more of us and have enough research to recreate versions of us using these other embryos. The issue is that Jolie was the last remaining embryo, and as you probably suspect, Mr Z is her biological father. His wife died when she gave birth to Jolie.”

“So what? Why would you take her away from us?” Davis asks, looking straight at me.

“Mr Z plans to use her to create a new line. His wife was the reason behind him and his brother starting what Olympia is today. When his wife chose him over his brother, he cut his brother out of the business, and his wife soon found out she was pregnant with Mr Z’s first child. A daughter who also died at birth. Chester made friends with a young scientist who knew more than she should, and she even helped create the weed you all love to smoke. But when she let slip that Jolie was going to start some kind of new super drug, Chester came straight to us.”

“Why have we never been poked and prodded?” Laughn asks.

“That’s beside the point. Mr Z planned to remove her from you guys, anyway. He wanted her to vanish so you would become these monsters. Meanwhile, he was trying to find out why she survived and what went right so he could try to recreate that. All he had to do was wait for her to get her period. They have enough research on us, with two successful lines, and our breeding works just fine.”

“You’re telling us you all knew about this?” Boston spits out furiously, but Brennan simply nods and continues.

“We had to make it believable, and we wanted her safe until we were all strong enough to take down Mr Z. We have been working with his brother and we are so close. That’s why we now need your help.”

“And why is that?” Boston asks.

“Because we plan to give Jolie back her memories.” Their attention switches to me at my admission. “Chester’s friend had some new drug that could wipe someone’s memory. It was only in the testing phase back then, but she swore it was safe—and reversible.”

“What are we waiting for?” Case snaps. “Give her the antidote and everything will be okay.”

“We hit a roadblock just over a year ago. The scientist we had on our side died, and while Chester thinks he has recreatedthe serum, her replacement hasn’t been our biggest fan. With nobody to test it on, we don’t think it’s safe enough.” Brennan faces the white screen on the wall and a man tied to a chair fills the screen. “Let’s just say it wasn’t easy... but we think we have what we need.”

“I get it now. You had to tell us because you can’t risk this guy giving you false information, and the only way to know for sure is me.”

Me and my team all nod to Davis, affirming his thoughts. While truth serum is a possibility, it is only in the early days of production, and most of the kids, even without our superior genetics, can withstand it with training. Especially since they managed to create an antidote against truth serum, and all Olympia students and staff received booster shots.

“How the fuck do we tell her any of this? If we were decent people, we would kill Mr Z and make her leave,” Case says.

“That’s the problem, brother. We were not created to be decent people. Our only issue with all of this is what they plan to do with her. Use your brains—she is part of the DNA he needs, but where will the rest come from? How far do we let this go? Allow incest to create a line he perceives as perfect? He is one banana short of a bunch. If she is to be subjected to even a fraction of what we have been, then we decided she doesn’t deserve that.”

“Fuck,” Laughn booms, punching the wall behind him.

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