For Kyle, this was never the life he had wanted. He had always dreamt about a simple life where he had peaceful work and also a beautiful woman as a wife. Probably a kid or two. But now, it seems he had lived in a world of fantasy where everything he dreamt about was nothing but a dream. As he raced through the thick darkness with his father's gun clenched in his hands, he felt scared. Unsure of where he was headed, too. The loud gunshot of a bullet roaring behind him could be heard, along with Clark's last command. "Run!" There was a head start for Kyle, but he couldn't help but wonder how long it was going to take the man to put Clark down. Kyle remembered Alice's words. He remembered while she didn't want him to go. While she had told him going back home was nothing but danger. As Kyle hid out of sight, he couldn't help but wonder why his father was killed, as well as his mother. Whatever they were protecting, was it truly worth it? Kyle gripped the necklace his mother gav

The man walked out of the shadow, and Kyle let out a sigh of peace. "Drop the gun!" A man dressed in an FBI uniform said, walking closer. He looked at Kyle and then back towards Clark. "What the fuck is going on here?" he asked, his gaze switching between the three of us. "They attacked me, officer. They came out of nowhere! Please, help me." Sky said in tears.Kyle smirked, blood trailing down his lips. "He came here to have me killed, officer. You have to believe us." The FBI agent walked past Clark and immediately brought out handcuffs. "You are under arrest," he said, grabbing Sky by the hand. "You have the right to remain silent now, or anything you say shall be used against you. Do you hear me?" Kyle and Clark watched as the man forcefully pinned Sky to the ground. They both couldn't help but wonder who had called the police. In less than a minute, the loud wail of the police siren could be heard as they flooded the villa that was now burning in flames. Clark looked at

"Get up, Kyle!" Clark's voice rang through the room. We need to get you home." Kyle rubbed his sleepy eyes. He looked at the gloomy figure before him and realized that it was Clark. "Good morning to you too," he said, getting out of bed. "We don't have time for pleasantries, Mr. Kyle. The family will be gathered, and I think you need to be there." Clark said again. Zack slowly turned on the bed; his leg moved slightly, trying to find his bedmate. He yawned lazily; I turned to see that Kyle was up. " What's going on?" Zack asked " Thank you for the hospitality, Mr Zack but we need to get going now." Zack frowned. " Get going? Where exactly?" Clark looked at the school teenagers that seem to be acting like adults. "You don't get it, do you?" he stared at Kyle. Both of them sit up, looking at Clark. "I don't know, but I think Hendrick might be dead too. He has not called in to check on you, and it only means one thing." "Don't..." Kyle said softly, "We can't just decide that

"You can turn back now, Mr. Kyle," Clark said immediately. "Do you realize he is the only friend I have got?" he barked. "And he is not going to be the last, Mr. Kyle. If you fail to be at the hearing, then it is over. The life you think you knew, the power, and the post your parents died fighting for will have meant nothing." The car went silent. Clark rubbed his face gently. "I know you are trying so hard to adjust to everything going on right now, and it might be difficult, but time is not a luxury you have anymore. I don't know what to say to make you trust me, but you need to follow my instructions. It might be the only thing that is going to save your life." Kyle stared back at the chaos unfolding behind them. "Can you at least make sure he is okay?" Clark nodded. "I can do that." He immediately took out his phone and put a call through to some unknown number. "I want him taken care of. Is that clear?" Clark ordered. "Good." Clark stared at Kyle. "Help is on the way. Ca

Kyle hit the wall hard the moment he was out of the room. His breath felt hollow, and it seemed everything was going back to the way it was. The boy with no name and no title. He knew Adrian was going to gloat at school. His mind went back to Justin's numerous calls. Kyle grabbed his phone, and another calm came in immediately."You said you were ready! That was what you told me, Kyle. Are you going back on your words?" Justin shouted over the call.Kyle inhales sharply. His eyebrows furrowed. "I know what I said, Justin." He walked forward a bit before he paused. "Things have not been easy lately. My grandfather is dead and my brother..." He passed again. "Are you alright?" Justin asked "I am not. Can I come over?" "Yes. Sure. We have a lot to talk about." The call ended afterwards. Kyle was about to walk out when he heard his name. He turned to see Kelly standing behind him. "What do you want?" Kyle asked"Can we talk?" Kelly said, her feet striding towards Kyle. "Talk?"