Chapter 18

The ride was bumpy and threw up a lot of dirt. We were going somewhere off the grid in the middle of nowhere.

With each bump of the van, the steel cording broke loose from my body. It wasn't quite enough to get my abilities back but a few more bumps and it would be time to play.

The men in the back with me were tending to their wounds as the other navigated the dirt road to some sort of headquarters or hideout or wherever bad guys go after doing bad things.

The driver shouted to the back, "Hold on boys, here's the big bump then we'll be pulling up."

Music to my ears.

The driver was a firm believer that slow and steady over bumps was the best way to handle it.

It is quite the contrary, the faster you go the less disturbance there is.

We slow rolled the large dip bump causing three solid momentum changes to the van.

My hands were freed and I was able to unwrap the cord from my body as the two men guarding me jostled with the bumps.

I raised both hands and flipped the van over and barrel rolled it sixteen times, all the while I was levitating which allowed me to prevent any damage to my body.

Pushing my way out of the broken van window, I rose to my feet and analyzed the area.

Before I could fully determine the scope of trouble I was in, I saw a man standing in front of me.

It was my Dad.

He had a radio in his hand, "He's here Director."

My heart sank and I fell to the ground in sadness, "Dad, why? Why are you doing this to me?"

He smiled, a sinister evil smile, "You are the only one that could figure out that I pushed your Mom down the stairs. She wanted to let the world know about you. She wanted to expose your abilities. I needed your abilities for other reasons son. She was interference, a nuisance."

Green tears streamed down my face, snakes of sorrow slithering down my chin and dropping to the loose dirt beneath my feet, "You killed my Mom? You killed my Mother!"

My abilities had never been so charged and angry before.

As we stood ten short feet between us, another van pulled up behind me.

The Jenkins's, Father included, Brute and Momma Possum were pulled out and laid on the ground close behind me.

Ten men dressed in black, one in a suit, flanked me as my deep stare remained focused on my Dad, "You! You will pay for what you've done!"

I was charged with so much energy my body began to glow a bright orange. I floated from the ground, levitating without controlling it.

Sarah yelled out to me, "Harness the abilities Ethan. Don't let the power control you, you control the power."

As my body boiled and the power ate at my body, I tried to listen to her words.

I tried.

"Anger is not the answer. Control is the best way of action."