Luke:

"Ames." I directed my brother, my loyal subject under me. "I don't trust Nathaniel."

"Ok." He stated, clueless as ever to my wonderful brain.

"I mean-" I swirled around in my swirly chair, one of my greater inventions. "He has worked non-stop on this project to get you elected. The best part is, he doesn't even have a clue that I know he and Dustan are both on the rebel side. They are idiots for choosing you as their candidate."

"Yet, they are beating you in votes." Ames hands me a paper with the latest tally.

How could these people want Ames over Mike as their leader. That's like wanting Oberon to take over our planet and make us all his slaves, horrific.

"Nathaniel is getting ahead." I huffed. "He needs to be stopped."

"If only Azun was still around." Mike laughed. "He never let Nathaniel think for himself."

"If only..." I pondered. "Nathaniel isn't very forthcoming on anything he is stating."

"No proof either." Mike walked over to me.

Our office my brother and I shared was gigantic. It was my father's old office, but we did some redecorating to get ride of the familiar feeling when we would play at the foot of us throne. My father always promised all this, the kingdom, the planet, to Mike. Little did he know that he was talking to the wrong son.

"Turn on the TV." I demand.

Ames grabs the remote and turns the tv onto the blank program. He is such an obedient servant, always so willing to please me. At least I have one brother who isn't on the rebel team.

"Mike, the remote." I demand, my brother hands me the remote for the family drone.

I tap at the controls, turning the camera on. The screen flashes and I can see the city around me. I move the drone around town, searching for Nathaniel. He isn't perfect, and when he messes up, I want to get it in camera.

I finally found him, handing out flyers and buttons to citizens in the downtown area.

Vote for Ames, they all read. Man, did I hate that kid. He is trying way to hard at this.

Nathaniel smiles as he snaps a photo of a tourist couple and hands then each a bracket for his champagne. He shakes hands with everyone he meets and smiles like an obnoxious idiot.

"I don't like Mike." I heard a nearby lady speak, just loud enough to capture her voice on the microphone.

I turn the drone around. A group of ladies were having lemonade over lunch. I zoomed in and focused on their voices.

"Well he is going to loose." Another lady tells her tale. "I told my husband and son to vote for Ames, like myself."

"And are they they going to?" The First Lady asks.

"Of course." The second lady sips her cold drink. "Mike stands with Luke-who everybody hates-they are both liking Francium over Malison. I wouldn't be surprised if they left us for that planet."

I pause the drone, leaving it hovering in the air.

"It was one time." I sighed in frustration. "We went to Francium one flipping time, and this is all I have to hear about."

I grab the controllers and move back to Nathaniel. Who was gone.

"Where did he go?" Mike asks, opening a bag of cheese chips.

"There he is!" I spot him in an alley way and move the drone over.

Nathaniel is approached by an older man. I recognize him from the newspapers. They exchange a few words, then I see my brother pull out a wade of chase and gives it to the man. Then they depart.

I am so sick of my brothers stepping out of line. Why wouldn't they all be like Ames, puppy dog loyal?

"Ames." I command, flying he drone back to its landing place. "Find out where Nathaniel is getting that money and follow that man, find out who he is."

"As you wish." Ames nods before leaving the room.

Gotcha now Nathaniel.