The Secret

Chapter 11: Renaissance

The renaissance was the transitional movement in Europe between medieval and modern times beginning in the 14th century in Italy, lasting into the 17th century, and marked by a humanistic revival of classical influence expressed in a flowering of the arts and literature and by the beginnings of modern science. Or, simply put, the renaissance is rebirth. And rebirth is what we are about to see.

The neon lights dance on my skin as I fly across the club dance floor. The slight smell of liquor and drunks and sweat linger in the air as the techno music vibrates the club. Zane runs back to the bar and gets some more beer. I walk over to him in worry of him over drinking.

"You need to stop!," I yell at him over the loud music, "You're going to kill yourself at this rate!"

"Oh please!," Zane laughs, slobbering drunk, "How would I do that?!"

After that very moment, Zane's eyes go through a spasm and he ends up on the floor.

"No!," I scream, meeting him at the floor, checking his pulse.

"Oh my god!," I say, I look up at the bartender with a worried look and panic, "We need an ambulance!"

Presently, I stare at the bars of the cell I am locked up in still. I didn't have it in me to kill Rob. Despite his betrayal. I am just not that kind of person. Suddenly, Rob walks up to the cell.

"I want answers, Rob," I say, "Did you or did you not kill Zane?! Tell me and tell me now because I am not waiting any longer!!"

"No," Rob says under his breath, "I didn't."

"Then who did?," I ask.

Rob looks down.

"I don't know," he says, "it must have been someone else looking for the secret."

"Rob, please tell me," I say, "How many people are after this secret? And how do they know? And who knows?"

"I don't know," Rob replies.

"Well, how do you know?," I ask.

"The rumor of the secret has been carried in my family for generations," he explains, "one of my ancestors discovered as he worked at the white house and the rumor quietly spread. Nobody knew it but they just knew that it was so secretive, so powerful, so dangerous. We have to know. We have to!"

"Who cares?," I say, looking at him with a confused look, "It is the dumbest thing I have ever heard."

"I'm not finished," Rob continues, "Someone once got a hold of the secret."

"And what happened?," I ask.

"Countless of lives died and he ruled nearly the whole world until he disappeared," he says.

"How long has the secret been around?," I ask.

"Since the beginning of time," he replies.

"Don't waste your time. This secret isn't worth it," I say.

"Alright, there's something I need to show you," Rob interrupts as he unlocks the cell and cuffs me, pushing me to somewhere.

"Where are you taking me?," I ask.

"You will see," he says.

He opens the door and pushes me inside as I fall face forward on the ground.

"Ugh!," I grunt.

I look up and see someone tied up in front of me. I can't believe it. It brings tears to my eyes and makes me realize the change of events that has just occurred. The rebirth of events. A renaissance.

"Zane?!," I yell.