A Collection Of Feathers

"you know, people say that life can chagne in the blink of an eye...i learned that the hard way.."
seth redder is an ordinary boy, he has friends, a girlfriend, and a monster kitten called spike. at least until he started having the nightmares about his dad..

Mark redder, sent to iraq on a strictly need to know mission, little did he know it would cost him everything he held dear to his heart

with a bond formed and an unusual experiment, seth and his father are now connected through more than just flesh and blood.
can seth uncover the truth under all the lies, or will he fall in the face of advisery...hurry seth..your time is almost up.


4. Reality Check

It's dark. Very dark. I saw nothing. Only the coils of swirling black around me. I felt it closing in, next to me. it was  Alive, breathing, whispering a thousand incoherent words. I heard one voice out of the hundreds around me, I heard...Dad.


My eyes bolted open. It was morning. Scarlet was at the end of the bed, Brushing her perfect red hair. I allowed myself to smile. "Moms making breakfast, get up lazy bones," I groan,

"five more minutes!" I half laugh, but sit up all the same, squinting against the light from the window. She left the room, and i followed, slipping on a t-shirt as i left, Mungo skitted infront of me and trotted down the stairs. Scarlets mom was cooking bacon, its scent punched me in the face, in a good way. I sat at the bar like bench, as a plate heaped with scrambled eggs and bacon appeared in front of me. I smiled as i started wolfing it down.

"Well kiddo's I'm off to work. I'll be back later tonight. See ya's"

"Bye mom"

"Be safe!" she called from the door. Scarlet rolled her eyes.  I finished stuffing my face then put the plate in the sink. I felt Scarlets hands around my waist. I smiled. "So, what do you wanna do today?" she asked, resting her head on my shoulder blade. "Well we have that maths final on Friday we could-" And without warning, a sledgehammer full of pain smacked me in the face, knocking me off my feet, stopping my breathing. I heard Scarlets voice, nothing coherent. I heared shots. Pop. Pop. Pop. Noise! Too much noise! Take it away! In the midst of my pain I heard a cry. A child. The next thing I knew my concsiousness slipped, and i was falling into swirls of black, dark, tendrils of agony.


I blinked fifty times before my eyes adjusted to the blinding light. I heared only white noise. My heart was in my throat. Sweat poured down my neck, soaking my collar. I looked around, my eyes finally getting used to the light. I saw boxes, over flowing with weapons, ammo, electrical equipment, and what looked like high class military hardware.

My ears rang, hearing returning. I heard a voice, coming from a figure in the corner, he was leaning over a table, shoulders hunched, looking at a laptop, talking quickly, sounding frightened. "Sir, he cannot be released yet. The bond is still too unstable, if we unhook him now theres the possibility that we lose them both!" the figure nodded at something the laptop said. "Yes sir" he closed the laptop. His head turned up, looking at me "Oh your awake, good. Can you nod your head? Move it left to right?" I did so, my neck cracked, in several places. "Okay I'm going to let you down now." It was only then that i realised my hands were strapped to my sides. He undid the restraints. "Go over to that table, get a gun or a weapon or something, then get ready to run like hell" I went to the table and picked up a pistol, instictively I checked the gun for ammo, it had a clip already loaded, i snapped it back in. "Lets move" He said tucking his Mac into a lapsafe bag slinging it around his shoulder. "And stay alert!"



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