Destiny - Part 3

Once again, I was hustled into the van, doors slammed shut, and we were off. I didn't really get a good look at the insides of the vans before, but now I saw that there were blood stains all around, the stench was pretty strong too. Were they there before? I tried to break the cuffs once again, but it was futile. What's the point of trying? Sometimes it seemed that I could just die with a life like this, hope was something I didn't have, and I didn't want it either. Why hope for something that will never happen?

I could hear the sound of machines whirring, drills at work, excavators hauling dirt and gravel, and jackhammers pounding into the earth. The van jerked up and down on uneven ground, I willed for it to stop. It seemed like it worked though, because the van slowed to a halt. The doors were thrown open, and that guy was there again I decided to place a name for him, since he was pretty much always around me. Jackass, I thought, it seems appropriate. So Jackass dragged me out of the van and into the arms of another guy. The new face seemed more friendly, but deep down I knew he had the same loathing as the rest of them. The cuffs were taken off, but not before I was jabbed again. They're weren't taking any risks.

“Name's Nathan. I won't bother with any formalities, seeing as we don't have the time. Here's the situation, your family is inside that tower there,” he said, pointing to a towering giant of about fifty floors. “They won't get out, and we can't force our way through cause they barricaded the entrances. We're trying to dig under at the moment, but as you can see it's not making much progress.”

“So, you want me to convince them to get out?” I asked. “You know they don't treat me as family since...that incident.”

“I think they'll be more comfortable and willing to negotiate with you,” he said. “After all, your kids are in there, I think they would miss their father, wouldn't they?”

“Don't you drag my kids into this, they're innocent!” I growled.

“Calm down, Derek. We just want to provide security for your family. There are people out there who have ill intentions towards both you and your family, we just want to ensure nothing happens.”

“Aren't you the one's with the ill intentions,” I muttered under my breath.

“Ok, enough with the chit chat,” Jackass cut in. “Derek, you get your ass to the tower and then we'll see what happens.”

“Right, I'll hand you a walkie so you're able to keep in contact with us.” Nathan said.

Jackass leaned in close to me and whispered. “You better get this done right, or I'll make you suffer even more.”

I got the walkie talkie, and strode over to the tower. They were right, my family had barricaded the doors shut. The building had belonged to a security company before, but now it was abandoned. The doors could only be controlled from the inside, there was no key to open them. Trying to smash it open wouldn't work because the doors were reinforced titanium. The whole place was like a fortress, little wonder than why my wife had chosen to hide here.

There was an intercom located at one of the doors, and there was a tiny mike placed just right beside it. No doubt by Jackass and his guys, they weren't taking any risks here. I was hesitant, I hadn't spoken to any of them since I was taken away. How would they react to me suddenly showing up again? No matter, I wanted to talk to my kids again, I missed them dearly, I wanted to hear their voices.

“Hey...” I said. “It's me..Derek.”

“Dad! Dad! Mom, it's Dad!” I could hear the voice of Jane.

There was some noise in the background, no doubt Catherine, my wife, was there.

“Derek? Is it really you?”

“Yes, honey, it's me. Are all the kids there?” I asked, not knowing how she would respond.

Her tone changed the moment she heard that, her reply was cold, full of hatred. “Listen,” she said. “I don't have anything more to do with you. Neither do the kids. Leave us alone.”

“Babe, please listen. You can't stay in there forever. You have to come out sooner or later. Look, we'll talk once you're out, alright?”

“No! I'm not coming out of here until you get the hell out. I have nothing to say to you, me and you are over, alright?! You're no longer, a part of our family, freak.”

That brought me to my breaking point. My own wife, Catherine, who I had been married to for over ten years, was calling me a freak, and wanted nothing more to do with me. I wept for the first time in years, tears spilling out like a river of sorrow.

The walkie buzzed to life, Jackass was on the other end. “Quit your bawling and get on with it! If you don't get them out, you're not going anywhere, here me?!”

Sorrow turned to anger, and my anger escalated, to a point when the drug no longer had an effect on me. My mind was contorted with rage, the veins in my arms were glowing bright red. I turned to face Jackass, and the rest of his lackeys. They saw me, how I had transformed, how my powers had returned. They're faces paled, they were scared, and they should be.

Without any hint of mercy, I launched my attack. I stretched my hands forward, and beams erupted from my palms. They shot across the whole site, and the drills and excavators were instantly vaporized, Jackass and his men dived for cover, but it was of no use. My beams destroyed everything in my path, and so Jackass and his men soon ceased to exist. Soon, there was nothing left except for barren ground. I looked back at the tower, my family was still inside. I could easily destroy the doors now, but I wouldn't. I couldn't face them anymore, I couldn't bear to see their faces.

I decided to head to the only place I could think of right now, home. I would pack up, and then I would get away from here. Maybe go someplace else, somewhere far away, somewhere secluded, away from any form of civilization. I would start afresh, by myself, and maybe, just maybe, return here someday. For now, I had all the time in the world, or so I thought.

In the shadows, someone was watching Derek, they saw him use his powers, they saw how he wiped out the machines and men in seconds. They liked what they saw, and they wanted Derek.

“He will prove to be a valuable asset to us,” someone said.

“He will, indeed. But for now, we will watch him.” another one said. “And when everything is ready, we will find him.”

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