The Road So Far (Being Rewritten)

Chapter 18: Better Than I Used To Be.

"Zander Creed, you need to come with us". I looked around, seeing a smaller woman and a very large officer. I was still naked, laying in the middle of the street.
             I stood slowly. The officer handed me a robe, "Here son, put this on" He said as he pushed it toward me. I grabbed the robe and wrapped it around myself. I climbed in the car.

        "Who are you" I asked as the police car rolled back down the drive way. September was setting on the grass beside the tractor shed. "What are we doing here" I asked. The woman grabbed my hand, I jerked away. "I'm... I mean we are apart of the FBI. We've been watching you're Father Spencer Creed for about a year and half now. He's been sighted for a murder in Rhode Island" The woman said. I picked my head up, eyeing the woman, "You've been watching my father for a year". They looked at one another, nodding casually. "A fucking year". I grabbed the door handle and ripped it opened. "Calm down Zander" The officer said.

      I punched the hood of the car, "Dont tell me to calm down... You've been watching my father for a year. You've watched as he beat and killed everything I cared for".
       I grabbed her wrist and pushed it into her, making it snap in two. She wenched as she seen the two bones become separate. "Look boy... We need you. You can come with us now or We'll kill her" the officer said as he pointed to my little Sister September. I grabbed his collar. "We know who you are, and we know what you're father was as well".

      I turned to look at the woman. "What the hell do you want from me". "That murder in Rhode Island was a doctor. A cross species doctor. We needed you're Father because he had a rare Genetic trait, but we can settle for you" The officer added.

I let go of the officers collar and put my hands behind my back. "Put her in a nice home, not an adopted center" I said."Do you want to say good bye". I put my head down, "No, it will make it harder on her... Send her to a nice home, somewhere far way from here". The officer put me in the back seat.

          I watched as September sprinted toward the police car. The woman stopped her, holding her back. "Where are we going" I asked. The officer looked at me in the rear view mirror, "Portland... We're staying in Maine". "What's your name" I asked. The officer glanced back at me again, "My name is Remiel". I pushed myself closer to the bars. "Well Remiel... I hate to tell you this, but I'm not doing a damn thing you say". Remiel smirked, "You don't have a choice. I'm an angel of the lord".