Such is my hope, that they do not have to remain with him and suffer in his atrocious ‘kingdom’ for long.World version of my Wraith Hive Ship Blueprint: I will not allow that to happen twice! If he sees no use for them on my behalf, if he believes that I do not care… they are nothing to him, he bears them no ill will, he will surely gift them the mercy of a quick death for their ‘loyalty’ in staying behind. It was my mistake, my terrible mistake, to go back for Vipsania. Any signs that we care for their predicament will only encourage Michael to use them against us. My instincts were right in what I said to Hypnos afterwards, that we should not attempt a rescue for them, but only now do I have full insight into my reasonings. However, it meant that they were ill-prepared for the escape, and circumstances being what they were at that debauched ‘celebration’, we had no choice but to leave them behind. Telling them about the poison would have been too great a risk, it was wise of Hypnos to withhold that knowledge from us all. I… share his regret at the fate of Marcellus and Caelus. Of course, if she had to die, and her death were to occur in front of Michael, I would not waste the opportunity to teach him such a lesson in grief… If I could give my sister nothing else, then I would give her peace. I would not allow her to fall back into the depths of depravity, and release another abomination back out into the galaxy. If the worst were to happen- if my attempts at teaching her civility were to fail, or worse, Michael were to reclaim her- countermeasures must be prepared. I knew then that I could not repeat Mother’s mistake. Needless to say, the corruption was only made worse in the presence of Michael! I saw it in these past two weeks (the memories of which seem much like a waking nightmare in my head), and I saw it when I first brought her back to the hive, all those years ago.
The desire to care for her brothers remained, yet her nature was too weakened and corrupted to be in any fit state to rule. She was as much of a freak as Michael, though in a different way, one which was arguably more sympathetic. Despite my best attempts, the actions the Lanteans had taken could not be undone.
Nala… in the end, I pity my unfortunate sister. My thoughts turn from them, to the one who allowed me to gain my vengeance.
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