Lightning (Thunder Sequel)

Chapter 7

I've returned!! You guys wouldn't believe how much I need a break from my super crazy schedule, but during it, I managed to get the next chapter ready for you guys!!

Also, most of you (along with myself) seem to want a Ryan's POV version of Thunder, so I'm going to write it, but I won't start it right away. It is officially coming soon!!

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Ryan's POV

*Earlier this Year: End of April*

I'm about to walk into the kitchen when I hear my brother talking on the phone. I've learned over the years to avoid him when he is busy with his "work," so I stay around the corner in the hall, listening in as well as I can.

"We already have someone on the inside though, why do I need to relocate?"

Relocate? Are we moving? I swear Andrew's "job" controls his entire life. There's nothing I can do about it through. I just try to live my life separate from him as much as I can.

"How soon?"

I hear his footsteps as he paces around the room and I quickly sneak back to my bedroom so he doesn't know I was snooping. Several minutes later, my brother calls me out to the kitchen.

"Yeah?" I say as I walk in, doing my best to pretend I didn't know anything.

"I've, uh, I found a new job recently," Andrew begins.

Is it a job that doesn't involve whatever secretive thing you're already doing?

"I'll finally be putting that degree I've earned to good use," he chuckles. "The hospital that hired me, though, is about four hours away. We'll be moving once you're done with your school year."

"Oh... Uh, okay," I say, not sure how I felt about moving.

"I'm sorry it's so sudden, but I guess life does that to us sometimes..."

No kidding... "Yeah," I respond simply.

There isn't really a whole lot I'd miss from this place, other than my small circle of friends of course. I'm a rather quiet person most of the time. I don't mind talking to people, but in not normally the one to start a conversation with someone I don't know well. So moving will be interesting. It may even be a good thing; like a fresh start. I decide that moving away won't be terrible at least, but it's not like I'd have much choice any way.

*Earlier This Summer: End of May*

Alright, this was getting ridiculous. I known Andrew has been hiding so much from me, and everyone else, and it was time I found some answers. Andrew wasn't home at the moment, so it was the perfect time to search for them.

It's not like I've never tried to figure out what he is up to before, but he knows how to hide his life from me. Perhaps since we are still settling into our new home, it may be easier right now for me to find some clue as to what has been going on all this time.

I opened the door that led downstairs and walked quickly down the steps. I don't know how long he will be gone, so I need to hurry. I enter his bedroom. Nothing looks out of the ordinary, but I didn't expect it to. Andrew is an expert at hiding things. I just have to be careful to leave everything exactly as it was.

I begin by looking through the most obvious hiding places: under the bed, inside dresser drawers, the closet. There isn't anything special in the first two spots, but as I dig through the closet, I notice a box that seems rather heavy considering its size. Suspicious, I open the box to discover a pair of boots. But they weren't simply boots; they were thicker, mechanical looking, almost as if they were... "Rocket boots?" I question out loud as I pick up one boot to examine it.