1 Ver. 1: Dad's aren't like that

"Son? Why do you look so pale?"

An old man with white hair, shifted his hands from my head to my cheeks. I slowly stared at him shoved his hands away from my face, his eyebrows raised up from my sudden action like it was his first time seeing me do that. He'd be correct though, after all just a few moments ago I lived a completely different life, and if that was just it I'd rather forget it but it wasn't. Memories of me from the past but seeing as I didn't have that kind of experience I can only assume it wasn't true or something else.

"Fagg- Dad, can I ask you a question?"

My "Dad" smiled brightly at me and tapped my shoulders with a bit of force as he nodded his head firmly.

"Are you aware that mom is sleeping with your assistant? Sir...what was his name again? Ah! Sir Maze right?"

That man, my so called dad that stood in front of me lowered his head for a few seconds and suddenly out of nowhere he swung his fist aiming for my head, if I was the kid that I should be then I'd be knocked to kingdom come but well, I'm not entirely sure but I would probably be in another timeline of the future so that punch did not connect. Makes no sense? of course it won't time travel never had any sense.

"Daddy~ I'm sorry but is it normal to swing-a-hookie-spooky at your 12 year old sonny?"

I ran towards a pillar and hid behind it, my scary daddy still had his head lowered as he slowly took steps to the pillar I was behind off. Dumb move? Nuh-uh-uh it's all about trickery when tackling with big people, shrewd and utter fuckery, and with that said as soon as my dad was about a few feet away from me and my pillar of heaven and in the action of cocking his arm backwards, I revealed my hidden intention.

"It's quite a mind boggling question as to why rich people keep weird hard objects around places right Daddy buddy?"

I spun around the pillar dodging his fist along the way and I smacked a heavy looking vase to his soft looking nape making his already down to earth head drop down with gravity and inertia that is. I didn't hilly billy with good old jacky papi any longer and ran towards the door and then it hit me, I mean that figuratively and weird physically as well due to how a greenish barrier looking invisible wall managed to bump it's way to my head or the other way around.

"So that's how it is huh? Quite shrewd if I say so myself and a little stupid as well~"

I shook my head a little bit and leaned my back to the barrier behind me to stare at my now standing terminator dad.

"Experiment Abort: Initializing Weapon Systems... Target: Experiment #577-666S"

If this was a movie it'd look good, not that I know what a movie was aside from my recent memories, papa robot had red eyes and well nothing much besides a napalm, gatling gun and some few mini missile launchers sprouting from his left arm, right arm and back respectively.

"Hah, how am I supposed to deal with this sudden turn of events and no puns but mah-palm is sweaty"

I laughed, I laughed and laughed as manically as a villain before I stopped and pointed a finger gun at the robot of mass destruction in front of me.

"Gotcha~"

Out of nowhere, well not really nowhere but from the same timeline my other memories came from, several flying drones flew around robot dad and shot sparks of electricity towards his nape frying him to lightning palace after several seconds of blandly staring at the heap of metal in front of me I stood up and nonchalantly swiped the dust off me before I shook my beautifully arranged neat hair to disarray and kept it messy. I stared at the window across me, it shouldn't be obvious but that was probably a double sided whatchamacallit, I grinned deviously and stared at the window.

"I broke out twice and I'm still back here, let's see mama luck if 3rd time's really the charm"