Crazyrussingal- Hum it has been a while since we've seen Parker hasn't it? Let's see I believe Parker comes back in chapter 38, so two chapters after this one. And she'll be around for a while and then slowly fade back out. And then she'll be back again.

Erikstrulove- I'm still working on the whole Markus thing. I can tell you know that if he is alive you won't find out until the next story. And I'm glad you're back. Hope I post this in time for you to read before you're gone again.

Pretender Fanatic- What can I say I love making my characters depressed, it's fun. It's also fun to make people ramble, because it doesn't seem like it makes sense but in a way it does.

LPJ- Yay! I'm glad to know someone caught the references. I was hoping that It would help things become clearer. All the fuzzy things will hopefully clear up even more in the next story. I'll start posting Exodus as soon as this story is done. And I'm guessing that this story will be about sixty chapters. Alley's ramblings have a lot to do with the plot of Exodus. And yes in this chapter and the next Will is going to cause a bit of damage.


CHAPTER 36

RAGE


June 17, 1998

10:13pm

Blue Cove, Delaware

The Centre

Will stalked down the corridors of the Centre. He had now knowledge of where he was going but somehow his feet led him to SL-27. The sub level was in ruins from the bomb Sydney had planted weeks ago. Though the sub-level had been deemed an unsafe place, there were sweepers and cleaners sifting through the wreckage.

"Hey kid what are you doing down here," A sweeper said to Will. Will clenched his jaw.

"Where's Raines?" Will asked.

"Look kid projects don't belong down here. Why don't you go back to your trainer before you get in trouble." The sweeper told Will. Either the sweeper was extremely obtuse or he did not notice the blue flames covering Wills arms.

"I asked you where Raines is," Will said icily.

"Look you little shit..." What ever the sweeper intended saying next was cut off by his own screams of pain. Will, angry and grieving had let go of the barriers that were holding back his pyrokinesis. For the second time in a month flames engulfed SL-27. Eight sweepers perished in the blaze. Will had no remorse for the loss of life. His only regret was the Raines had not been one of the people who had died.

No one was quite sure how Will had survived the fire on Sl-27. Sam and Jen were just grateful that Will had lived. For the next week Will saw confined to the infirmary. His body was weak from excessive usage of his abilities. That week was probably the worse week of Will's life. Alley was gone. His mother had no idea he was her son, and Will knew that he couldn't tell Jarod the truth. Jarod would risk his freedom for his son and Will would not allow it.

Many times during that week Will contemplated suicide. He had no idea how he was to live his life with out his sister. But the voices he heard in his head advised against Will killing himself. The voices we actually the one thing that kept Will in his state of depression. His whole life Will had always heard his sister's voice in his head. Her thoughts, and her emotions had always enveloped him. And now they were suddenly gone. Will had thought that at the least Alley's voice would have joined the other voices that made up his inner sense. But it didn't.

Will probably would have spiraled deeper into his depression had he not felt an extreme amount of rage towards Raines and Mr. Parker. Will had no proof that the two men had killed Alley, but he knew all the same that they had. And for the next five months Will assaulted the Centre mainframe in search of the cause of Alley's death. He knew he was taking giant risk, invading the mainframe and every now and then, destroying information or stealing money from the Centre but Will didn't care.

In Will's mind he had no reason to live. Alley had been his only reason to live and she was gone. In a way Will was attempting suicide. He was trying to see how far he could push the Centre before they finally decided that Will was no longer worth the effort and had the boy terminated. But the Centre never had Will killed because thanks to a sweeper Will found a reason to live.


October 17, 1999

1:03pm

Blue Cove, Delaware

Home of Samuel Grey

Sam was unsure what to feel. Last spring he had learned that Catherine Parker had another child, a son. The baby supposedly died in infancy but I turned out the Raines had taken the baby from Catherine telling her that it was a still birth. Jarod had revealed that previous Spring that the in fact Parker's twin brother had lived and was either Angelo or Lyle.

The fact that Parker was related to Lyle was not the part that bothered Sam the most. It was the fact that Parker now had a brother, a real brother one related to her by blood. It explained a lot really. Why Catherine had viewed Sam as the son she never had. It worried Sam that Catherine had saw him as child to replace the one she lost, and that was the only reason she had anything to do with him.

"Sammy," Parker said entering Sam house.

"Mor, w-what are you doing here?" Sam asked.

"I came to check up on you baby brother," Parker told him. And that was all Sam need to hear. To Parker he still was and always would be her brother. She still considered him family.


November 14, 1998

12:23pm

Blue Cove, Delaware

Home of Miss Parker

Sam could not understand for the life of him what it was with him and kids. Somehow another one was always ending up in his care. Sam sat in Parker's living room with young Debbie Broots, playing checkers. The girl's father had gotten himself into a scrap of trouble and Parker, Sydney along with -the ever elusive pretender- Jarod were trying to keep Broots safe.

"Sam what's going on?" Debbie asked the sweeper for what had to be the hundredth time. Yet it would take many more repetitions of the girls question to get to Sam. The Black Files loved to play "Annoy the hell out of the sweeper" and usually the sweeper was Sam, and after three years of constantly being around children Sam had become quite use to a child repeating questions over and over.

"Daddy's in trouble," Debbie said softly as she jumped three of Sam pieces. Sam sighed, he truly did not want to keep the girl in the dark about her father's safety. "It's because of that place you all work at isn't it. I know more about the Centre than people think."

"Really Deb. And just what do you know about the Centre?" Sam asked the girl curious.

"I know that you don't want to have AB negative blood like Daddy and I do,"Debbie whispered. and she jumped the last of San's five pieces. Sam stared at the ten year old, Debbie met the sweeper's gaze unflinching. "You won't tell will you. Daddy said that I could trust you, Miss Parker and Sydney,"

"Nah kid I won't tell," Sam promised. "As long as you won't tell anyone you kicked my ass in checkers."

"I'll play chess with you instead," Debbie offered.

"Why so I can loss to you at that too?"

"I'll let you win," Debbie smirked.

"Great another smart ass kid. Just what I need," Sam muttered.


January 13, 1999

12:14pm

Blue Cove, Delaware

The Centre

For seven months Sam had watched Will from a far as Will continued on his path of self destruction. Unable to stand it any longer Sam stepped in.

Sam entered Will's room with the boy's food tray. "Will are you going to eat today," Sam asked setting the tray on Will's desk.

"Eventually," Will said cooly. He boy had been sitting at his desk scribbling in a blue notebook he had swiped from the Centre supply room. Sam studying the boy and noticed how thin the young pretender had gotten over the past seven months. Will had always been rather small but Sam figured that since his sister's death Will had lost close to ten pounds.

"Christ Will, you're nothing but skin and bones," Sam gasped.

"I know," Will said. "That' all are any of us are really: A bag of bones."

"I mean literally not poetically. Will you've got to be what fifteen pounds under weight."

"And," Will said still writing in his notebook.

"Will you probably can't even go five rounds with a fruit fly right now, you're so small."

"Damn it Sam just leave me alone," Will sighed. "Hell I don't even know why you care. I don't"

"It that it Will? You're trying to starve yourself to death. Trying to find some way to get yourself killed so that you can be with Alley. Damn it William this is not what she would have wanted for you."

"We don't know what she would have wanted for me because she's dead. Now leave me alone Sam," Will said evenly his eyes growing red.

"No Will. I think that's the problem you are alone. I've left you alone to wallow in your grief. But Will you need to snap out of it."

"This coming form the man who still mourns a woman whose been dead for decades," Will snapped.

"You can't push me away by making me angry Will. My sister tried that with me and it never worked. She tried it off and on again for over thirty years so believe me kid I can take anything you can dish out," Sam told Will. "Now listen put a lid on your flames and pay attention to what I'm about to tell you. Alley is dead yes. But there are still people here who need you."

"Like who?" Will asked extinguishing the flames in his hand he had unconsciously formed.

"Like your brothers and sister," Sam told Will.

"What brothers and sister?" Will asked. Suddenly he remembered what Alley had said to him on her death bed.

"Will 'member that dream we had when we were five?"

'Yeah Alley I remember."

"The triplets are our brothers and sister. Will can you tell them that I love em too."

Sam noticed Will's eyes get the far away look they got so often when Will was deep in thought.

"You know who I'm talking about," Sam commented.

"Yes...and no," Will answered.

"Have you heard of the Black Files, William?" Sam asked. Will walked over to his cot and reached under pulling out the photo album Angelo had given Alley and Will for their birthday. Will opened the book and filled to the back page and carefully took out the photo.

"Is this them?," Will asked offering Sam the picture.

"Yeah," Sam nodded studying the picture "Where did you get this?" Sam asked.

"Angelo gave it to me and Al for our birthday. He said that they were our future."

"He was right," Sam told the boy giving him back the picture. "The three kids in the front playing with the blocks are your brothers and sister,"

"They look like me and Alley," Will smiled sadly as he looked at the picture. It was the first time since his birthday he had actually studied the picture. "Who are the other two that look like them?" Will asked.

"Your cousins, Michael and Melissa, or Mike and Maddie as they preferred to be called." Sam answered waiting for Will's next question.

"My brothers and sister what are their names?" Will asked.

"Aaron-Daniel, Andros, and Alexandra," Sam answered.

"Kole, Kyle, Katherine," Will muttered.

"What did you say?" Sam asked.

"Nothing," Will said shaking his head. "Tell me about them. Tell me about my brothers and sister," Will told the sweeper.

For the next hour Sam told Will every thing he knew about the youngest Black Files. And though Will had yet to meet them in person -and wouldn't for quite sometime- he loved them. They were so much like he and Alley had been. In that hour Will knew that he had to let go of his grief, there were three people who needed him.

After Sam had left Will once again hacked into the Centre mainframe, only this time Will's search did not involve Alley but, a set of triplets. Once discovering their location Will crawled through the air vents to where the triplets and the rest of the Black Files were stationed.

Will found the group of children in nursery being instructed by Sophie. Will smiled studying them. They were identical down to the last piece of dark brown hair that fell across their blue eyes. The triplets were four months shy of their third birthday and from the looks of it hell on two legs. As Sophie had her back to the children, Alex managed to swipe Sophie's pass key she had left laying on her desk.

Will chuckled, at the sly grin the three children shared. One of the other children in the room -Tobias, Will would later learn- gave the triplets a reprimanding look. Alex just stuck her tongue out at the four year old boy. Tobias sighed.

'God she's a miniature Alley,' Will thought to himself. 'I can't even imagine how much trouble Alex, and Alley could cause together.' Will paused in his musing shocked at what he had thought. For the first time since Alley had died, Will had thought of his twin and not felt consumed by rage or pain. For the first time since Alley's death, Will felt somewhat at peace.

For the next hour Will watched his younger brothers and sister. Wanting to stay longer but was unwilling to chance it. He placed a kiss on the tips of his fingers, and then ran his fingers along the air vent.

Will suddenly froze. Alex had turned around and was staring in his direction. For a second their eyes met. Will's heart raced in his chest, so fast he thought he was going to have a heart attack. Alex then turned back around.

As soon as she did Will crawled as fast as he could through the vents without making a sound, as he made his trek back to his cell. Will popped off the vent cover and sunk to the floor, his heart still racing.

"Well, well haven't we been a busy boy," Raines sneered, two sweepers stood behind him.

'Fuck.' Will thought.


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