For the Love of Lana

Chapter 9

Still Before The Explosion

Johnathon had finally reached the level he needed after a day, looking out he saw his uncle was still here. Why wasn't the man smiling? He'd helped to capture a dangerous criminal, though here Johnathon smiled, he wouldn't be captured much longer. Ah good! His skin was starting to glow from the excess of energy, that was when he saw his uncle panic and start throwing shields around the council, nodding at Ben.

Johnathon thought well, at least he is still on my side mostly, guess I was wrong. Too bad, I just hope this doesn't kill him. Ten seconds later the entire building exploded leaving him free, searching he felt everyone was alive and lent a bit of power to his uncle.

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After the Explosion

Flashing out Johnathon headed for the keep, he had to see Lana a last time. Appearing in the keep he reached out trying to find Lana, damn it! His mother and Lana's mother were gone why the hell couldn't he feel any of them or Lana? A moment later Trina come out of a nearby room, Johnathon reached out and grabbed her around her throat,

"Hello my bitch of a sister, where is Lana?"

"I don't kno... , Johnathon I can't breathe!" Trina gasped out.

"I don't fucking give a shit!" He roared in her face, "I am here to see her, I'll kill everyone in the family to find her," sneering he looked straight into Trina's eyes, "that includes you my bitch of a sister!"

"I told you she is gone but Johnathon you have to know." Trina tried to get out between tears and choking.

"Tell me what? You fucking love me? NO! I loved you! I risked everything to bring you back EVERY DAMN THING!" Johnathon shouted his anger and power growing.

"I do love you Johnny," she said.

"I told you... ," Johnathon started.

"Lana is pregnant!" Trina rushed out.

"What!?" Johnathon said suddenly in shock, dropping his sister.

"Yes, we just found out earlier today. We were all in shock especially Lana, but she was so proud." Trina stated

"Trina, I have to go. I am losing control of the power I let it all out, I can't put it back, there is too much of an excess." Johnathon said in calm low tones. "Tell father, I know he has the power, I've known for some time." Turning to stare at Trina's tear streaked face, "tell father, I am going as far away as I can. Only another like me can help, he is the only one, but I'm not holding my breath for help from him. I'm going to go and fucking die! You tell that asshole of a father of ours that!" Johnathon screamed, and then just as suddenly was gone.

Tom was on his trail pushing his self to catch his son; he didn't have much time he had to get Johnathon to release the excess power. Sighing there was only one way shouldn't be too hard, considering just how much Johnathon hated his guts. Tom went over the conversation that he would have with his son a dozen times before he felt Johnathon's power start to level out. What the hell? Johnathon shouldn't be able to do that, a few moments later Tom saw why.

The smoke he saw at a distance gave him a pretty good idea what Johnathon was trying to do. The only problem was there weren't enough things he could blow to hell that would release enough energy to save him. Johnathon had blown the hell out of the island the power had dropped a bit but there was still far too much to close the locks. While firing he'd almost gotten one of the locks closed but had failed.

Three islands later he managed to get one of the locks closed but there was still far too much power, at least now part of it would be directed inward. About two hundred miles off shore somewhere over the Atlantic, Johnathon felt another presence following him, smiling so that son of a bitch had decided to follow him after all! Tom felt a sudden change in his son's power, what the hell? The excess had closed some but it was still far too high. Flying on he could see the remnants of well over twenty islands that Johnathon had blown the hell out of. Then about a mile further Tom stopped short, Johnathon was waiting, hovering, with a sadistic, twisted smile on his face.