3 The Man in the Business Sui (1/2)

Will woke with a start. His clothing completely drenched in sweat. Jumping out of bed, he tried his best to lower his breathing. Going through some breathing exercises Jonathan taught him a long time ago, he timed each breath five seconds apart until his heart rate lowered back to normal. Looking out the window, Will saw the morning sun rising over the trees. It had to have been around nine o'clock in the morning by then.

Having woken up in such a sweat, Will grabbed a new set of clothes before heading to the shower, he was long overdue for one since he just went to sleep last night instead of taking a quick rinse before bed. He couldn't help how tired he was.

Getting in the shower, his thoughts went to the odd black cloaked men he saw yesterday. It was one thing to see them outside and on television, but why was he now dreaming about them? Or the man in his dream that seemed to know him? This move was starting to get on Will's nerves for more reasons than just moving.

Finally clean, Will put on his clean white t shirt and blue jeans as well as his black leather jacket from his room before heading upstairs. Reaching the kitchen he saw Jonathan already at the table with his cup of coffee. ”Hey bud, you sleep okay last night?” He said with a smile. ”I thought I heard screaming, another nightmare?”

Will shrugged. It was an odd dream, but nothing too odd to have his dad worrying about it. ”Still no food in the house?” He asked hopefully. It had been so long since he had a home cooked meal, he'd almost forgotten what his favorite scrambled egg and cheese meal tasted.

”Sorry Will,” Jonathan said with an apologetic look on his face. ”I only just got up, but I was planning on heading out in a minute to go shopping.” Jonathan took his cup of coffee to the kitchen sink. ”You could come with me if you want, it won't take long.” He said looking back at Will.

”Actually I was planning on just going to McDonald's for breakfast and taking the walk to familiarize myself with the town.” Will said as he headed towards the front door. ”Thanks for the offer though.”

Will opened the door, looking back to see his fathers disappointed face. Will knew he wanted to spend at least a little time with his son, but Will had to first get used to the idea of living somewhere other than home yet again.

Shutting the door, Will headed down the stairs leading to the driveway and went to the street. In the morning time, Will could see the rows of trees on either side of him which their leaves were already turning orange due to the autumn weather setting in. As he walked, Will yet again familiarized himself with the street signs. Walking past the street which the fire happened, Will decided to take a quick detour from McDonald's.

Will stopped in front of the wreckage which was blocked by hazard tape. The house had been completely burned to a crisp. It was lucky no one lived in it. Ducking under the tape, Will decided to take a closer look. Going through what was supposed to be the door of the house, Will took a look inside the wreckage. Nothing was completely out of the ordinary, it seemed just like a normal fire. The closer he looked at the few standing walls, something was off.

On the few walls left, there were what seemed to be slash marks through them. What was strange was not the slash marks, but the singed sides to them, as if a flaming object was slashed at the wall.

Seeing enough, Will left the wreckage to get back on the main street. He was interested in the accident, but at the same time, his stomach was screaming another idea at him.

As he walked, Will remembered the black cloaked swordsmen he had seen on the street and then on the television. Though he had never seen them wielding any type of flame thrower or anything, Will couldn't shake the feeling that they were involved.

Turning back on to the main street, Will continued his walk to get his breakfast. It wasn't too far away from where he lived if he remembered correctly, just around eight blocks away from the house. As he walked, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched.

Will sideways glanced past his shoulder to look behind him. Nothing too out of the ordinary, it was just him and one other traveler on the sidewalk. 'This is a city,' he thought as he kept walking. 'There are bound to be other people walking.'

Though Will accepted the fact that there was yet another person walking the same direction as he was, he failed to get a good look at the one following. The man in the business suit backed off just a little more to stay out of sight. It wasn't time yet for young William to meet him. He had to ensure the boy was in an isolated area before confronting him. If he did anything before then, the boy could easily run. The man sighed, ”there's a time and place for everything.” He grumbled to himself.

It took less time than Will thought to get to the restaurant, only around ten minutes even with his detour.

Walking through the door of the restaurant, Will went straight for the counter. ”Hello, Welcome to McDonald's what can I get for you?” Asked a girl close to the age of Will.

”I'll just take three sausage burritos with a medium drink please.” He replied to the girl. He was about to pay for his meal when he realized he forgot his wallet at home. Sighing, Will was about to cancel the order when a stranger came to the counter.

”Double what he's getting and I'll pay for it.” he said as he handed the cashier his own card.