The Synergist

[Year 9 | 2261-62]

Artur had made it through twelve months without another infraction to his name.  His mum found herself relieved at her son’s safety, especially because the appointments with his doctor were all that stood in the way of her son being declared a person of interest.  More powerful, though, was Mrs. Simril’s worry that Artur had lost a large piece of himself.  It had been more than three years since Artur had seen Dad; more than three years since the boy felt whole.

Continuing their weekly sessions, Artur’s feelings were never addressed.  Certainly, he was asked why he felt so compelled to find his father (“He’s Dad,” the child would answer), and why he was so important to the boy (“He’s Dad,” the child would answer).  However, at his latest session, he was instead provided information.

“You’re father is a criminal, Artur,” the doctor said.  “Do you know what a criminal is?”

Artur silently shook his head.

“A criminal is somebody who breaks the law and must be punished.”

“Why?”

“Because your father is a bad man, Artur.  You’re better off without him.”

“He’s not a bad man!  He’s Dad!”

For the first time in more than eighteen months, Artur’s anger got the better of him.  He yelled.  And for the first time in more than eighteen months, Artur was served another infraction.  At least this one was only minor.

The questioning lasted until the eve of Artur’s ninth birthday.  To the boy’s amazement, this appointment went slightly differently.

“Artur, I don’t believe you’re letting me help.”

“I am.”

“No, you’re not.  You don’t trust me, and that’s okay,” the doctor reassured him.  “I understand.”

“I don’t trust you because you said Dad’s a bad man.”

Ignoring the response, the doctor pressed on.  “Would you like to see him?”

Finally, this was a question that Artur was willing to enthusiastically answer.  “Yes!”

“Consider this an early birthday present.”