4 Revelations (1/2)

Will didn't know what to think of Michael. He seemed as though he had all the answers, though some of them Will couldn't accept. 'If he knew my mother, the least he could do is tell me where she went.' He thought as he walked down the street.

Just the last of the conversation Will had with Michael stuck with him and opened up old wounds. She just left one day with no inclination of doing so, leaving Will and his father to worry about her. Will couldn't help but think of her actions as selfish.

Lost in his thoughts, Will continued his walk, but didn't know where he was going. He couldn't go home the way he was feeling, Jonathan would see right through him. In the end, he turned back to the street in which the burned house was. Staying outside the caution tape this time, Will stared at the wreckage. 'The amount of power needed to cause this much damage is crazy.' He thought as he saw the slash marks on the walls.

Will was so wrapped up in his thoughts he didn't even realize he wasn't alone anymore. Five black cloaked figures had arrived just feet behind him. The hair on Will's neck stood on end as he felt he was being watched. A chill set in quickly as he turned around.

All five of the swordsmen had weapons in hand, an icy aura surrounded them as though winter itself came early. Slowly they walked towards Will, each step making the chill set in even stronger. Will could almost see his breath, which was coming rapidly as he watched the approach. He wanted to run, to escape. He made an attempt to flee yet his legs wouldn't move. Will looked down in shock, his feet felt numb, as if asleep. The pin prickles stung the bottom of his feet.

”I think it's time you stand behind me William.” A familiar voice rang out from behind him. Will couldn't turn around but he could feel Michael's presence. A sort of heat surrounded him, giving him strength to move once again. It felt as if Will had a fire surrounding him. Looking back at Michael, he saw the usual business man. His hands were in the pockets of his long coat and when Will looked at his eyes, he saw danger.

Finally able to move, Will moved behind Michael. Feeling the pressure in which Michael was emitting, Will knew this man was no ordinary person.

Michael took one hand out of his pocket. Will could see he was holding something but couldn't get a good look at it. Suddenly to Will's shock the business man's hand was engulfed in flame. It didn't seem to bother Michael as the flame grew larger in size, forming feet in front of him.

”I assure you that you are not going crazy William,” Michael said as the flame stopped growing and instead formed into a flaming blade. ”This is the strength of someone from another world, now if you'll kindly stay behind me and find cover, I'll take care of our friends here.” He said with a calm smile.

Will stared at the mans sword that had been born from flame. It had a decent length to it, nothing noteworthy besides the orange jewel at the end of the pommel, besides the fact that it had just been made of flame of course. If Will wasn't going crazy, he wondered if Michael may have put something in his drink.

The five cloaked men stopped in front of Michael. From the look of their stance, Will had to guess they were used to taking the defensive when it came to their fights with him. Without warning, Michael launched himself into the group.

For the next few minutes, Will was staring at a blur of fire and frost, both parties were far too fast to see. The ground shook from the amount of power condensed in a single point. Will watched as the fire slowly overcame the frost before both parties were visible again.

Will stared at the drenched in sweat Michael who turned towards him. ”I think it's time to leave before our friends here get their footing back.” He said as he walked over to Will. The only thing he could do was nod. They both turned away from the cloaks and ran as if the underworld was on their tail.

They ran for a good ten minutes before stopping at a park to catch their breath. Will hadn't ran so fast since his games back in Minnesota. He had to even out his breath and get the sweat out of his eyes as he stared at Michael. Aside from the sweat from his fight, he was perfectly fine as if the run didn't even effect him. Will had to wonder exactly what kind of training the business man could have had, not even the army could have given him that much stamina.

Will walked over to a bench at the park and sat down for a minute. ”What you said about them has to be true, as well as you.” He said between gasps of air. ”I've never seen anything like that fight aside from movies.” Michael just nodded to Will, he didn't know yet what the younger man's next move was going to be. ”But you are wrong about me, you have to know that.” He said, almost pleading with the older man.

”William Carter,” Michael said with a smile on his face. ”Your dad is Jonathan Carter and your mother is Isabelle. You are almost eighteen years old now.” He continued after gauging Will's reaction.

'That can't be.' he thought as he searched his mind just one more time for this man. How could he know so much about him and not know who he was? He couldn't place the face, but he felt like he knew him from somewhere. ”Who exactly are you Michael?” he said in a weak voice, not really trusting his strength.

”I'm your protector William, I thought I made that clear during my battle with the wraiths just a few moments ago.” Michael raised an eyebrow as if everything was already obvious. ”I've been protecting you for quite some time now, I'm really sorry I had to keep my distance, but it's been nice seeing you grow.” Will couldn't trust what he was hearing. He had never seen this man before, he had never even heard of him. 'He has to be wrong about me.' he thought as he stared at his feet.

”There was another part of that dream that I didn't tell you about,” Will said slowly. Michael raised an eyebrow once again, clearly intrigued. ”You were in it as well, I was telling you I wasn't strong enough yet.” Will continued, the more he said the faster it came out.

”And then I told you to get off your ass and train, then I told you to wake up.” Michael finished the dream only to find will staring open mouthed at him. ”You don't think I'm just protecting you in your waking hours do you?” he said with a sad smile. ”They want you so badly, they would even cross into the dream realm to get to you.”

”The truth is William,” Michael sighed as he relaxed on the bench with Will. ”You do need to get stronger, there's something only you can do and a lot of people wanting you to do it.” Folding his hands in his lap, Will saw he wasn't done speaking yet. ”I have to get you ready, to train you, and we can't do that in this world. Don't worry, Jonathan already knows what you have to do.” He finished and waited for Will to respond.