Damien looked ahead with a severe gaze as he looked at the door in front of him unsure of whether he was prepared or not for what lay on the other side.
For every step he took his hesitation became more apparent as he feared what lay beyond the door as he finally decided to bite the bullet and just enter.
'I will accept whatever punishment comes next.' He thought as he finally walked in through the door.
"I'm ho-" As soon as the first word and a half left his lips he was assaulted with a flurry of slaps and a flying projectile in what seemed to be the shape of a slipper.
A look of shock came across Damien's face as he wondered how a rubber slipper had that much speed and force behind it. As every law of physics seemed to have been thrown outside the window as the unholy amount of force the slipper possessed came into contact with Damien's arm as he tried to defend himself from the life-threatening attack.
An intense wave of pain unlike any other suddenly assaulted him as he looked up to see who the attack had come from only to see a woman in front of him. But at this moment the image of the devil seemed to weirdly overlap with the image of the woman in front of him.
"So mind telling me where you have been boy?" The woman said with the threat in her voice not concealed whatsoever.
"I'm sorry Mom, I got caught up with school, and adjusting to college is really hard you know," Damien replied trying to find a way to get out of this situation as he knew the wrong words would earn him another flurry of slaps and he took a look as the feet of the woman in front of him, Seeing the right slipper on her leg, Damien wasn't sure he would be able to dodge then as previously his survival instincts went into overdrive in order to protect him.
So he had to resort to words in order to get himself out of this dangerous situation.
"So you think that justifies not calling your own mother for three whole months." The lady said with her voice getting alarmingly louder.
Damien looked up, truly taking in the scene before him as his eyes started to water, Something his mother took notice of.
'Perhaps I was too harsh on him, He is an adult now I expect him to always be available.' The woman thought as a wave of regret flashed across her eyes. She looked towards her only son as she took in his features as the image of her now deceased husband overlapped with his. His smooth white skin which he had gotten from her and his impressive height which was from his dad's side.
She internally sighed at this sight which had led her to reminisce about her husband.
"Damien I'm sorry for all this, I just missed you." She apologized as she neared him and brought him in for a tender embrace, one which Damien happily accepted.
"No, Mom it's not about that, It is just… Let's just say I missed you too." Damien said as he wiped the little beads of tears forming.
"Aww Damien my darling son. Tell me all about college. Do you have any friends or perhaps a girlfriend? In which case I can understand you not answering me." The woman questioned with a sly smirk on her face.
"No Mom there is no one like that. Is Maxine at home?" Damien asked.
"No, she isn't, She went out for a quick second she should be back soon. She knows you are coming back today. She wouldn't miss it."
Damien nodded in response and headed up towards his room as a wave of nostalgia hit him as he walked on his way into his room.
After entering and shutting the door Damien dropped into the floor and began to cry as numerous memories flashed across his eyes all at once.
"The Ruxwell family," Damien said as his eyes carried an unspeakable rage behind them and he growled the names of his sworn enemies. A family who enslaved and tormented planets on their very whims and currently they have their eyes set on earth.
'Today's date is currently the 23rd of August 2032. I don't have that much time to plan anything as they are probably already within our solar system. Fuck those bastards.' Damien thought as he pondered on his past life's memories.
That's right Damien was actually from the future. One where a family known as the Ruxwells plundered and enslaved earth. Damien at the time was about to see his mother, When a dark shadow suddenly covered the sky. They had disrupted the earth's entire communications systems. So anything that required the internet as a basis was rendered mute. 98% of the world's arsenal was shut down in the span of less than 5 minutes.
Suddenly a message was broadcast into everyone's head. It mattered not your race nor your gender this message was for all beings on planet Earth.
"Inferior beings. Consider it your highest honor to serve as the latest conquest of the Ruxwell family. One of the greatest families to exist within the universe. Our territory and influence span throughout thousands of galaxies and the universe lauds and respects people who bear our name. But alas with all this power and influence comes a need. A need for manpower. A need for resources. A need for disposable goods. Now that's where you all come in, Now I know you must be thinking 'Why would we ever become your slaves and leave our planet for plundering.' Or you may not be thinking that who knows. But one thing you are going to learn once you leave this backwater planet of yours is that. Power rules all.
This may already be applied to some scale within your ill-structured society. But when exposed to the wider universe you will realize how much the simple rule permeates into the very fabric of the nature of the universe. Now will you kindly become our subservient slaves."
Stunned.
This was the shared feeling among every human on planet earth at the moment.
An event too serious to be called a joke.
A situation so dire one could only stare.
An enemy so great that no resistance could be mustered.
Recalling this painful and traumatic event Damien grinded his teeth together and balled his hands into fists as he once again felt powerless to the inevitable doom heading his way at this moment.
But a flash of hope appeared in his eyes once again as he remembered how he slowly climbed up the ranks in his former life. Armed with knowledge of the universe beyond him he raised his head up as he began to do what he was known for best in his previous life. Planning.