HIVE: Inheritance: Chapter Eleven

Otto stared out of the window of the helicopter. It seems that there was windows in Number One's helicopter, he'd just sealed them to hide his headquarters location. Otto took in all the humongous trees and tropical flowers, he even saw a massive waterfall. Number One's headquarters was in the jungle.

"You okay?" Raven stood next to him, taking in all the greenness.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I only have a few cuts and bruises," Otto said, carefully avoiding the Russian woman's gaze.

"You know what I mean, how do you feel about your father?" Otto winced, she'd hit the place where it stung.

"I'm glad he's dead, he would have been an awful father," Otto chuckled faintly at this. Then his face turned regretful, "There's always been some hope that my parents were still alive...." Otto faltered, twirling his white/brown hair. "But now I know that they're dead, and I'll never have a family."

"You have us!" Shelby announced. Otto blushed, he hadn't realised he'd had an audience. Raven rolled her eyes and retreated to the cockpit.

"I understand," she whispered, winking very un-Raven-like. Otto only had time to nod before he was bear hugged by three people!

"Guys, guys, I surrender! You're my family." Otto laughed, secretly filled with relief when they let go.

"Good to have you back old mate," Wing gave him a painfully hard slap on the back.

"You should keep your hair brown, it suits you!" Laura smiled, staring at the brown soil. Otto pretended to look offended, and they all fell about laughing as they flew back to HIVE.

Otto smiled. He didn't have to lead GLOVE until he was eighteen, so another member was standing in his place. No responsibilities, no chaos and worries; only peace.

For now.