The Seeker
Epilogue
I see a 13 year old boy. He has thick Brown hair, tan skin, stands at about five feet with deep blue eyes. He has a gash above his right eye, dripping with blood. I step away from the mirror.
My name is Collin James. I live in Detroit with my mom and dad. Or once did. Surviving alone in a deserted city is tough. But when the government kills your family in front of you at the age of six, you learn how to fend for your self.
There is nowhere to live here except for a deserted little pawn shop. The power is still on but I expect it to go off any day now. I don't know why I don't just kill myself now, but there is something keeping me alive.
The thirst for revenge.
Chapter 1
It all started when the S.W.A.T. team broke down our door. I remember distinctly it was 2:38 am on a Thursday morning. I was sleeping and I heard a loud crash come from our front door. As the foots steps came up the stairs, a chill went down my back. I jumped out of bed. And as I crawled under the bed the door bust open. Their boots pounded on the floor as they searched the room. "Clear!" One guy said. And they left the room.
It felt like hours until they left. I waited another half hour before I got out from under the bed. I started to cry. I have to stay strong, I thought over and over.
"Mom! Dad!", I yelled. Nothing but silence. I walked out of the room and down the stairs. The house was torn appart. Plates broken, table flipped, and windows shattered. The T.V. flickered on.There, my mom and dad stood on the podium with cuffs. I started to sob. Stay strong, stay strong.
There was an old man on the podium. He has pale white hair, peach skin, and dark blue eyes that sink deep into your soul. My heart started pounding. The old man started talking. "We have gathered here today for the execution of Mr. And Mrs. James for the murder of John Albert."
John Albert? Who the crap is John Albert!? Why did they kill him? Did they kill him? Does he even exist? The crowd stared murmuring. "Quiet!" Yelled the Old man. Everyone froze. It was so quite you could hear a pin drop.
He started talking again in a stern voice,"Mr. And Mrs. James will be killed in one hour, right here, on live t.v." My head started pounding.
Why me? Out of all the people in this world, why me? I try to think of why this is happening, but my head hurts so I draw a blank. I decide to sit on the couch but that is when I find out the couch is on the other side if the room. I hit the ground and I let out a groan. I have allways hated this carpet. We got it at a garage sale. Sorry off topic.
My head is still pounding so I get up with a little bit of struggle and I walk over to the cabinets. I open the door to get the bottle of ibuprofen, and when I pick it up, I notice a small white, neatly folded piece of paper behind the ibuprofen. I pick it up and carefully unfold the paper trying not to rip it. It read," If you are reading this you are sill alive, and they have taken your father and I. What ever they tell you is a lie. They want to kill us because we are the only ones who can take down the government and make peace in this cruel world. Down in the basement behind the Lego table is a safe. Once you move the table there will be a small blue flap that blends into the carpet. Pull it. The combonation is 4398. Everything you need is in that safe. Now hide and don't let anyone know your still alive. Your father and I love you very much!
Love,
Mom and Dad
I was surprised all of that fit on this little piece of paper. I folded it back up and put it in my pocket, and popped 2 ibuprofen in my mouth then swallowed. In the basement I found our old Lego table. So many memories down here. Watching movies, playing games, and building with Legos of course. I struggle to move the table, but I manage to move it enough so I could get in.
