The Pilot (Conclusion) - The Plan:
It was around midnight; I drove hours to a deserted cabin on the land the family owned. I was drifting off as I noticed "the precious cargo" was asleep in the back seat, laying down.
"Get a grip" I told myself; "You can do this, you're his uncle. You're here to protect him".
As I was driving, I was staring at the deserted road. The only light was the light shining off the deserted mountain highway.. my mind was going back to right after all of it happened. The death of my brother, his wife, the sudden disappearance of their only son.
<<2 YEARS AGO,>>
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Xavier Manning: Aged 50, White Blonde Hair, Eyes: cold as ice.
Threat Level: Will do anything for power.
"You can't do this! I'm the boy's legal guardian. Where is he?", I demanded.
"..He's safe.", Xavier responded as he sat down.
"This makes no sense! Why was he not in attendance at his own parents funeral?" I countered.
There was a brief pause.
"Xavier, tell me he's aware of the plane crash and the deaths of his parents."
There was NO answer.
"Xavier, I swear I will make your life a living Hell if you say otherwise." I said raising my voice.
"The boy's been... absent." Xavier retorted.
I sat down with my head in my hands, covering my mouth; "What do you mean by absent?"
"What I mean by that term, little brother is that our beloved nephew took it upon himself to go halfway around the world to just... disappear." Xavier said as he raised his booted feet and crossed them on the coffee table.
My eyes almost bulged out of my head. "What the Hell and you're not worried about what could happen... and by brother I think you mean "half brothers!" I argued.
"He's been missing for... months. You just haven't been around for a few.. years." Xavier pointed out, taking a swig of whiskey.
"My fucking son went missing years ago! How do you think this isn't affecting me in all ways possible?!?!" I yelled as I smashed the coffee table with my booted heel.
"You'll pay for that!" Xavier exclaimed, smiling.
"He was left under your care! IF his mother didn't sleep around and file for full custody and here I find out it was you who was the other piece of shit who she was cheating with!"
"WATCH YOUR TONGUE WITH ME BOY! DON'T FORGET WE MAY BE ADULTS, HELL NOT EVEN BLOOD. BUT I CAN STILL ROPE AND BRAND YOUR ASS!" Xavier threatened.
Xavier continued, "Maybe if you didn't travel so much and play Indiana Jones. James wouldn't be missing for over 10 years!", smiling.
"You know where he is!" I said in disbelief.
"Well... I am the boys step father." Xavier looked up at me with those ice blue eyes, smirking.
"You son of a bitch!". I said as I tore him from his seat by his collar and rammed his back into the wall.
Xavier continued smiling..
Xavier nose to nose with me pointed out. "Careful, you continue this and I won't tell you the rest of the story!"
I let go of him, predicting where this was leading. "Trent went missing." I said as I sat down.
"Yes, it doesn't take a genius to put two and two together. Anyways I'll tell you. Trent went missing.. his parents left to find him. But suddenly died in a plane crash." Xavier revealed. "Trent's safe and under my care! Sign these papers! They will make me legal guardian and maybe just maybe you'll see your son again!"
I took the papers.
"Don't bother reading over them, they're coded. Once the papers are signed I'll make it legal with legal paper work! Oh and by the way IF you planned on recording this conversation... DON'T. I carry around this little gadget in my watch that disrupts everything electrical with magnetic fields."
"You bastard!" I said, defeated as I handed the signed documents over.
As Xavier was leaving as he was walking he said "Oh and one last thing.. come on in boys!"
Just then a group of several goons appeared from all exits with ropes in their hands.
"Rope and gag him.... good! But... NO mess." Xavier said as he was watching as the goons started twirling their ropes and circling around me.
Just then all several lariats were thrown around me encasing me in a cocoon of rope from my neck to my booted ankles. I heard a whistle and that's when they all pulled suddenly forcing me to the ground. They all ganged up on me like a pack of wolves on a bucking bronco. One tied my wrists, another tied my upper body, including my elbows together, the third tied my wrists to my waist, the other three tied my legs above and below the knees, the next roped my booted ankles and tied the ends to the spurs, and the last came rushing in - looping my bound chest with the loop end and ripping the rope around my body cinching everywhere possible down to my booted ankles and finishing off at my booted insteps. That's when Xavier came over - "That's for running your mouth about Deidre" he said. He then took one last piece of rope twirled it around my head forcing it into my mouth as a effective gag, pulling it and tying the end in between my already tightly tied booted insteps. By doing that he was putting me in one hell of a effective hogtie! I then felt him put a boot on my ass and dig his spur into it. "and this is for ruining one hell of a good looking ... and expensive coffee table!"
He started walking away.. "You should travel more.. But IF you ever try to contact me or Trent. I'll kill him!"
As he left with his cult of followers; I yelled through my gag and struggled so hard to escape that I ended up blacking out...
<<<BACK TO PRESENT TIME>>>
There I paused, I stopped the car right outside of the Texas State Boarder. "This needs to end! I need to get my son back! I need to get this family back together! Trent forgive me, please." I said to myself as I got out of the jeep, pulled out a bag of supplies I had stored under the passenger seat. I went to the back seat got the cloth, dipped it with a sedative I had in my pocket and pushed it against his face. From there, I took a coil of rope turned him belly side down and tied his wrists crisscrossed behind his back. Next, I took a short length of rope and roped his elbows together cinching them tight. Then, I took the last strand of rope and tied his booted ankles together. "God, forgive me", I said as I took my bandanna from my pocket and forced it in his mouth. Finally, I took a roll of ductape and wrapped it around his head several times so the gag was sealed and so were his eyes. IF anything bad happened I had a pocket knife handy if needed.
After making sure he was effectively tied, gagged, and blindfolded. I went back to the drivers side, got in, took my phone out and started dialing.. "Hey, it's me. I have the kid. Change of plans. Do you know that old abandoned barn a few miles in the woods on the ranch's property? Meet me there!" I then hung up the phone.
"This was the plan from the start!" I said to myself as turned around checking on the now very secured prisoner.
I proceeded to starting the engine and headed for what we once all called HOME!
To Be Continued --> Episode 1 : The Return