Heroes Chapter 5

My eyebrows furrowed. I shook my head and went over to grab my back pack. It felt heavier than before. I said, "Fine, you don't want to tell me, don't tell. I won't breathe a word to anyone about this place." I turned back to them. Most of them had looks of dissapointment on their faces. "Now, how do I get out of here?"

Ares showed me out. The hatch that led outside was placed in the middle of the woods. I looked around. I saw some moss on a rock. I turned back to Ares, who was out of the hatch halfway. I said, "No need to come along. I can find a town from here." He looked at me with a confused look. Then he shrugged. "Whatever man. Good luck." He closed the hatch, which had a covering that made it look like the grass that was planted next to it.

I looked at the moss covered rock. I'm not a camper, but I know enough about survival. For example, I know that moss points to civilization. I started west, and, sure enough, I found a road. I followed the road in the same general direction, and I found a small town. Huh, looks like I made it in one piece after all. I made my way to a diner. There were a few people in there, but not a lot. There was a lady at the little ring counter in the middle, wearing a uniform of some kind. She smiled when I came in. "Hey there! Can I get 'cha anything this morning, hun?"

I waved, "Nah. That's Okay." I sat down at one of the booths. I pulled out my map. Let's see, Ohio. "Excuse me, waitress?" She looked over at me. "What's the name of this town again?" She smiled and said, "Little Kettlekorn. Also known as Passerby, U.S.A." I laughed a little. She continued, "We have a visitor's center a little down the road, if ya like." I nodded, "Thank you." I folded up the map and went over to the visitor's center.

What I saw there, wasn't what I was looking for. I saw a man. He always wore a kevlar vest, smelled of alcohol, and was obsessed with my arrest. He's the reason my Mom and I had to run away so many times and he's the reason I had to run away now. He had the law watching me like a hawk. It's not something I did. It's something I didn't do, and then its something I did back home, back at the Church. Please, I don't want to talk about it right now. Plus, He just saw me.