Enderlox: Book 1 in the Sky Army Series

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Ian's P.O.V

I look into the night sky. Things can't possibility get any worse. 

"There you are Ian." Quentin said. I turn around. 

"Hey." 

"Hey? Whats up?" Quentin asks. 

"Nothing." I walk pass him. I go outside. The hole in the building is being repair. The book. I walk towards Sky's room. 

"Nothing? Ian where are you going?" Quentin asks. I open the door. I look at Quentin. 

"Getting the book that Seto was talking about." Quentin grabs my arm as I walked in. 

"Are you kidding? Seto said that Sky took that book away from him for a reason. So please don't touch it." Quentin said. 

"Aren't you curious?" 

"Fine. Let's look at it." Quentin said. We search around Sky's room. But we find nothing. 

"Man. He hid it good." I look under the bed. I see a box. I pull it out. I blow on it. Dust flies everywhere. I look at Quentin. I sit on the bed and open it. It is full of photos. I pick one of them up. Quentin sat next to me. He picked one up. There are photos of all of us, when we were little. Before Sky was in charge. Those were the days. We had nothing to worry about. 

"Hey look at this." Quentin said. He handed me a picture. It's a drawing. Who is that? 

"Did Sky draw this?" It's great. I didn't know he could draw this good. 

"I don't know." Quentin said. I put it down. I go through more photos. 

"These seem very old and amazing. Why would Sky have these? I don't even remember most of these." 

"Remember Ian we meant Sky when he was 12 years old. We all did." Quentin said. I stop on one photo. I look at it. It's fainted. There is a guy, woman, and a kid. I can't make out what or who they are. I look closer at it. Nothing. 

"We should not be looking at these. They are Sky's." I start putting them away. 

"Wait a second Ian. One family. Then one completely different." Quentin said showing me two photos. I look at them. He is right though. I will give him that. I grab them. I put them in the box. 

"It's Sky business not ours."

"Aren't you curious?" Quentin asks. I look at him. I put the lid back on the box. 

"Yes but. Don't you need to be somewhere?" 

"Yes." Quentin said. Quentin leaves. I open the box again. I pick up a pile of old papers. Each of them has a drawing on it. They get darker each one I look at. They seem depressing. I look at one. This one seems new almost. I take that one and compare it to an old one. Pencil is coming off the new one. The old one does not have anything coming off of it. Sky recently drew this then. It seems sad and depressing though. And it kind of scares me. It is very creepy. Does that mean that Sky is depress? No. Why would I think that? Then why would he draw this? And most important where did he get the idea? I fold up the image and put it in my pocket. It scary the shit out of me. But I should show Quentin. I put everything back. I put the box under the bed. I walk outside. I see Quentin. He is talking to someone. Storm clouds are forming in the sky. I look at Quentin. He walks next to me. 

"No book?" He asks. 

"No but remember when we found that drawing?" 

"Yea. It was cool." Quentin said. 

"Look at this one. It looks new almost. Like it was drawn recently." I hand him the picture. He unfolds it. /he jumps back a little when he saw it.