I woke up to a gentle push on my shoulder. I saw that one of the guards was right next to me trying to wake me up
"We are here"
I got out of the car and looked at the massive white building in front of me. Could this even be called a house? I had never been to Mr. Carter`s home before, it was mostly him taking me places or meeting me in Playcare. Was this his home. I smiled as I thought that this would be mine soon enough. The home looked like something I would daydream buying when…if..I won the lottery. There wasn't a simple straight driveway, but a roundabout. There was a small staircase, with a garden floors on the sides of it. Opposite of the home was a fountain with a covering on it and trees that had been planted in a circle around the tree. The ground grass, bushes, flowers and trees were cut perfectly leaving not even a single leaf out of place. There was no branches, nothing. Just clean-cut grass.
I was escorted up the stairs and looked at the black door in front of me. The door of the house opened by a butler who looked kind of like that batman butler guy. I couldn't remember his name off the top of my head at the moment, but it was strange seeing someone look like a fictional character.
"This way young sir" he said in an English accent voice.
"Okay" I followed the man into the home. My first thought was 'this place is white'. There was a spiral staircase that circled around a large white stone column. There was a glass window that was placed upstairs. Down the way there was a fireplace, couches, chairs, and a flat screen TV. The place had some pots, plants, and other artwork around the room. The Butler continued up the stairs, as I closely followed behind me. I took notice of everything around me. When he got upstairs, down the hall we stopped at a brown wooden door. The butler knocked gently on it.\
"Mr.Carter I have brought Max for you."
"Very good. Come in," said the old fart
The butler opened the door, and the room we entered was nice. It had that warmy feel to it, even if the man I was seeing was going to burn in hell. There was a fireplace on the right side, that I assumed was connected to the one that was downstairs. But honestly I could be very wrong and that this guy had multiple fireplaces in his house. Place on the fireplace were some pictures, and Certification of some kind. Just above the wall there was an painted picture of Mr. Carter and I assume his son. They both looked a like, and were standing in a professional manner. They weren't looking at the painter, but looking just to the side with the head lift slightly up.
There was furniture placed throughout the room, large closed window behind the desk Mr. Carter sat. Mr. Carter got up slowly, using his wooden cane as support when he did. When he finally got close to me, he looked at me up and down. Examining me for injuries or maybe something else I didn't know about.
"Leave us"
"Very good sir. Call if you need anything."
The butler left the room with those words. Mr.Carter simply sighed, as he turned around and made his way back to his chair. When he seat down he said.
"Sit down boy. We have a lot to discuss about how you will be paying me back." I didn't listen to him and continue standing facing him. My voice was calm as I said.
"No. We don't."
"Wha-"
The connection came quicker, and easier this time. I was getting used to this soul manipulation thing.
'Obey.'
"I-I
'Obey'
"HEL-"
'OBEY."
Mr.Carter fumbled and tried to walk away from me to the door. I didn't let him, I simply grabbed his arm and guided him back to his chair. When the last words were spoken, he looked at me with dizzied looked in his eyes.
"Yes"
I was happy about this development. This guy was evil, and me doing this meant nothing in the long run. My plan was simple. Get him to clean this mess up, then have him be my shield until I get all the kids fixed up. Once that was done I would kill him and take over all of his businesses. Slowly but surely.
"Now. What were your plans for me"
"I was going to brainwash you anyway I could."
"Why?"
"Because I had reason to believe you were a type-blue and maybe even a type-green. With you as my servant I would have risen through my family ranks with ease"
"Type-blue? Magic? So you knew I could use magic this whole time?"
"No, only a guess."
That was about right. The Foundation knew whatever they knew about me too. They had deep pockets, I honestly don't think they even know how many people work for them. Or how much money they have. All I know is that they have connection to all federal governments worldwide. That reminded me.
"What did you do with the survivors?"
"We terminated them. It was easier to cover up. We got the media to believe that an accident happened at the factory leading to everyone`s death. The story wouldn't work with survivors."
"Damn, whatever nothing to be done about it. Few more questions for you. How legal would it be for me to take over, and you handling the darker parts?"
"We would have to get a team of lawyers together, for you to be able to take over my position in some of the boards that I am part of. It shouldn't be a problem for you to be the new head of what is left of Playtime."
"How loyal are you?"
"I would die for you."
"Is there anyone in your family that will be a problem?"
"No. I haven`t talked to or communicated with the Family in years. The only thing that they know is that I adopted you. They know nothing of your powers or possible abilities."
"I want your son dead. I need it to be quiet, and have it make sense. Once that is done I want you to get your team ready to have me take over all the 'light' companies and businesses you own or have a stake in. I want Playtime completely in my name. I also want the mansion orphanage to be completed as soon as possible"
"Yes sir. The mansion won't be done until December even if we push the construction team"
"Damn, whatever. I will be at playtime until the mansion is ready for us. In the meantime, I want you to complete all the tasks I have assigned to you. If you need me for whatever reason, please call the playtime office. Understood"
"Yes, Sir." With that Mr.Carter pressed a buttom on his desk. Not long after there was a knock on the door.
"Come in" Carter said.
It was the butler that had came in the room. With his proper English accent, he said.
"Yes, Sir how may I be of assistance"
"You will listen to Max from now on. What he wants you give him. Also tomorrow get me in touch with Mr.Black I have a job for him."
"Very well sir. Master Max, what can I do for you?"
The way the butler looked at me was almost like a robot, now that I was paying attention to it. I guess it was another thing that bastard did.
"I want you prevent people from going into Playtime until the time I say otherwise. I need food to be delivered to the factory, good food for…a thousand people. It needs to last for about 3-4 months if possible. I need to be transported back to Playtime. Also if anyone from the foundation or some other organization comes looking for me. One let me know immediately, and two hold them off as much as possible."
"Very good sir. I will have a guard escort you back to Playtime" With that the butler left. I looked at Carter. He was just sitting there, with a thousand-yard state. Waiting for something to happen. Trapped in his own mind maybe? I didn't know and didn't care.
I got curious, so I continuously told us soul to 'obey' me to 'listen' to me and to 'follow my orders'. The more I did it the more, and more fanatical he became of me. It got to the point that if I said "Kill yourself" he would without complaint. I smiled, just what I wanted.
There was a knock and then someone behind the door said.
"Sir. We are here to pick up Max"
Mr.Carter got up from his desk looking like a man that was going to kill someone. When he opened the door he pointed his cane at the person and said with venom in his voice.
"You will call him Young master, or young Carter. Do you understand! He is my grandson. He will be taking my place in the future. You will give him the respect he deserves, or the only thing you will be doing is serving a dog for the rest of your life. Understand me."
"Y-y..yes sir"
"Good, now take my precious grandson to wherever he wants to go."
"Right away. Come with me…young mas-carter sir."
The man escorted me out of the room when we got outside he closed the door and let out a breath.
"Sorry about my grandfather. I think he might just be scared about what happened. I honestly don't know."
"No worries. Where do you want to go?"
"Back to Playtime please. I need to do some stuff there"
He looked at me confused but shrugged his shoulders and said.
"Alright then"
It was Afternoon when and my escorts had gotten back to Playtime. When I got out I told them to wait for me. When I got inside I was greet with the human survivors. The ones that I had fought with during my time, here. I looked at them and smiled.
"Thank you everyone, there is transport waiting for all of you outside. They will take you any where you need or want to go. Please wait for me, I have some kids to fix, and a company to work on. A company that people will be proud to be part of."
The group smiled at that. They left one by one. The only one left was Harrison, my father-figure in this world. He put his hands on my shoulder and said.
"I don't like what you did, but..goddamnit kid I am proud of you. I look forward to working with you, when you get this place up and running again. Just so you know I want extra pay, bonus..and paid leave."
I chuckled a little bit and said.
"I will Mr. Harrison I will. Please be safe,"
He hugged me for the first time, it felt…I don't know. I never had a father in my last life, and this…I hugged him back. That was the only thing I could do.
"Take care…son"
"I will. You to"
With that he left, and I was the only one standing at the entrance of Playtime. A few seconds later an escort personnel came to verify what the people had told him. I instructed him to give each person 20k, and that they WILL take them to whatever location that they wanted to go to. The escort nodded and left.
I walked passed the front desk, and passed large door. I came into the Playtime room, the one where you first meet Huggy Wuggy in the game. This time though it wasn't only Huggy, all the 'toys' where there. Mommy, Poppy, Doey, the smiling critters, all of them waiting for me.
They held their breath as I said.
"We did it. Mr. Carter will build our new home. We..I-I…got us food to be delivered until I get everyone fixed. I even got him to make me the company boss. It is over."
There were cheers, crying, and other sounds of happiness. Even PJ was making a sounds, and dancing with his little tongue out. I felt at home with them. I didn't want to leave them. I had been here for two years. I knew almost every kid here, and they felt like my little brothers and sisters. In my last life, I wasn't a good brother. I wasn't bad per say but I could have been better.
My stupid self, and not being there lead to my sister killing herself and my little brother going to prison for hanging around with people I knew weren't good for him. I chalked up all my sister`s problems and complaints with 'she will get over it' and my brother`s as 'I learned he can learn'. What did it led to, my younger sister death and my little brother having life in prison. I let them down, and couldn't let these kids down.
I didn't want to be the reason for a suicide, not again, not ever. I smiled and said
"Let`s go home everyone"