Hey guys, its me. I'm not dead or anything. I've just been through a lot really fast. I was in a car accident which broke my back and took my girlfriend from me at the same time so I really didn't care about writing so I didn't. But I decided to start again but here are a few things I have to say.

First: I decided to rewrite 'Touched by the Eagles Wings' because I felt it wasn't written well and I didn't know where to go with the story. That being said the title is the same but instead of a third person narrative I'm going for first person from my OC Lain's point of view. My OC also strongly resembles myself because it helps me get in the perspective of the character.

Second: I'm not currently doing anything being still laid up from my multiple surgery so I will try to update 1-2 chapters a week depending on whats going on.

Finally: Some of you might have been disappointed about my hiatus and I'm sorry, and if you were angry, well then you can go fuck yourself I've been threw a lot.

Thanks for the support, and on with the new 'Touched by the Eagles Wings'.

Chapter 1: Explanation

The FBI had been called in to help with a possible abduction, but this was no ordinary case. Not that any case was ordinary, but this one was much more disturbing. 2 days ago a member of congress, Senator Leanne McDonald had called the police to report her son missing. She had last spoken to him a 3 weeks ago and when he didn't call for her birthday (as he always did) she became worried and decided to call his school and work but no one had seen him since the day he called her.

Staring into the bedroom of the small one room apartment she could obviously tell something was not right. To her left against the wall was a desk with a chair under it. What was odd there was nothing but a small pocket notebook. To her left was an unmade bed that someone obviously had slept in. All of this was ordinary compared to what was in the middle of the room on the floor, or better yet what wasn't. In the middle of the floor there was a large spherical indentation as if some one had dug a bowl into the floor, but most eye catching was a large feather in the middle on the indentation.

Reaching down with a gloved hand Kimble plucked the feather off the ground by its base to inspect it. It was large, at least a foot long and 3 inches wide. Besides all that she had never seen a feather like this one. Is was a deep purplish-blue, she had never before seen a bird of this color that could leave such a feather. Still holding the feather in her hand she turned her attention to the notebook. On the table flipping to the first page she read only one word in the middle on the page. 'Explanation'. Standing there studying the word she unknowingly began to twirl the feather between her index finger and thumb. She turned to the next page she began reading.

'Hello, if you are reading this then you are looking for me Lain McDonald, but before I tell you what happened to me I should start at the beginning which was about 3 weeks ago. So sit down in the chair and relax because this story is one strange and unbelievable turn of events.'