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Okay here is chapter 10 -


Sam (sam_lakes@yahoo.com)


by Sam Lakes

Chapter 10

Garthon Redellious sat alone at a table in the mess hall. It was bad enough that no one would talk to him, but the idea that his parents would find out what happened – that he’d brought dishonor on the Redellious name, upset him the most.

<They will probably make me return home in disgrace,> he thought, <If only I’d owned up and been honest as Zaron had requested, I would have shown some honor. I’m such a loser.> He felt something brush the back of his neck, but ignored it, continuing to stare at his meal and simply pushing the food around on his plate.

Lost in his own thoughts and misery, he failed to notice the boy standing in front of him.

“Hello, may I join you for this meal?”

Garthon looked up to see Zaron Queststar standing and holding a tray of food across the table from him. He looked back down at his food and didn’t answer.

“Great! I take no response as a ‘Please, Zaron, have a seat!’” said Zaron cheerfully.

Garthon continued to try to ignore the boy across from him.

“You know it’s bad enough that no one talks to you, but what will your parents say.” Zaron sighed loudly, and continued, “They’ll probably make you return home in disgrace – I don’t think so. There is still time to save your honor.”

“Nothing to say? Well, you should have been honest as I requested, but no, you weren't, and now you think you're a loser. Well, I wouldn’t be sitting here if I thought that, now would I?”

Garthon finally looked up at Zaron’s smiling face.

“Why of all people are you sitting here?” he asked Zaron.

“Because I want to, you didn’t tell me to leave, and because being sent home in disgrace is not the right thing to happen.”

“Too late, I know my parents, I have disgraced them. They will have no choice, but to bring me home.”

“Will you at least tell me why you cheated in the first place. I know it has something to do with someone called Jason.”

“What! H-how do you know about J-Jason?” Garthon stuttered. He was startled by Zaron’s statement. He knew he’d never told anyone about Jason Calderas.

“You want the truth. I suppose. Hmmm, okay, well, I’ll take a chance and trust you, because in talking with Trender I have come to the conclusion that you are not a bad person. The truth is, the first day we met, I read your mind. I saw how you cheated and I saw how you tried to hurt Trender by telling lies about him. I was pissed that you cheated, and even more pissed that you betrayed Trender’s trust. So I challenged you.”

“Afterwards, Trender and I talked, and some things didn’t make sense, because, when Trender first arrived here, you and he were good friends. It’s taken me days to figure out there must have been a reason behind your change which had nothing to do with Trender having a crush on you. So, just now, before I sat down, I touched the back of you neck and read your mind again. I saw that you really liked Trender, but that changed after something happened with someone called Jason. I could dig deeper into your memories, but it’s better if you tell me. I’m trusting you to be honest and truthful, as I have been with you. Who is Jason?”

“I-I can’t talk about that here,” muttered Garthon.

“Ok, finish your lunch, and let’s find somewhere private.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“Well I am, so I’ll bring my lunch with me. Shall we go to your room?”

“Yeah, I’m by myself now,” muttered Garthon.

Once settled in his room, Garthon proceeded to tell his story while Zaron ate his lunch.

“When I was a first-year, Jason was a fourth-year. I was his roommate. I was the worst at running the gauntlet. I never got more than five feet. I was so frustrated with myself. I was the worst. The other cadets would make fun of me. Jason said he could fix it so I’d never have to run the gauntlet again. So, I listened to his plan and agreed with it. We disabled most of the sensors. I knew which ones were live so I could avoid them. I rigged up a remote so that I could enable the sensors after my run. I ran as fast as I could, nothing like you, but really fast for me. It worked, I set a new record, and I would never have to run the gauntlet again.”

“What I didn’t know was that Jason had recorded me disabling the sensors. One night after that he said he was horny and wanted my ass. I refused, then he showed me the recording and threatened to tell all. So I gave in, and for the next five months he fucked me every night, or made me suck his cock.”

“Then Trender arrived. In our second year we were assigned as roommates. I really liked Trender, I knew he had a crush on me, and I think I had a bit of a crush on him. He heard me dreaming one night about the gauntlet, and that’s when he learned about me cheating. He told me I should report myself. I couldn’t.”

“Jason found out that Trender knew, because I panicked and told him. He told me that, if I reported myself, it would come out that he was involved. He would say that I was blackmailing him and making him have sex with me. He was a honor cadet; I was a cheater, so who would they believe. He told me I had to discredit Trender in the eyes of others so Trender wouldn’t be believed if he told.”

“Now Trender hates me, and with good justification.” Garthon finished.

“No, he doesn’t. Trender and I talk a lot about things. You have been the main topic for the last few days. It was he who got me thinking and wondering why? Yes, you hurt him deeply, but I know, if he knew what you’ve just told me, he’d understand. He’d be your friend again,” said Zaron as he put his empty tray on the floor.

“Garthon, the only way you can win is to be honest, to take responsibility. You must report yourself to the Commander. I know the Commander is a just man, especially when he sees someone who is trying to right a wrong.”

“I will stand by you too, and I will tell you the secret of running the gauntlet.”

“I’m so scared of what my parents will do,” Garthon said as he burst into sobs.

Zaron went over to Garthon and wrapped his arms around him in comfort. When Garthon’s sobs subsided, he spoke softly and with certainty, “If they are good parents, like the ones you have in your memories, I am sure they will be proud that their son has become an honest person, and shown the courage to correct his misdeeds.”

Garthon was quiet for a few minutes, before he nodded and said, “I think Trender needs to know the whole story from me. Do you think he will go with us to talk to the Commander?” wept Garthon.

“Yes, I know he would.”


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