Post by Alessandro Moretti on Oct 12, 2014 23:23:23 GMT -5
Years. It had taken several years to reach this point. Alessandro had lost count of the months it had been since he had made his return to New York with the sole mission of finding her. He had looked down countless avenues without so much of a street name and had made numerous choices he wished he did not have to do. There was one thing, however, he had tried not to succumb to; his past. Alessandro wanted to let go of his past and release the tight grip it held over his life. Not her though. He would cling to her like a baby to a mothers thumb. She was a part of who he was and his thoughts were consumed by his mistakes and filled with regrets of what could have been and what had come to pass. But now he would make amends. He would make everything right once again. He could finally be reunited with his Alice Taylor, the young telekinetic who could not control her power. The child he came to love as family.. Whose life he wrecked.
It was by pure happenstance that the Italian had come across a service known as IntelliTouch. He was browsing the internet searching for clues to Alice's whereabouts when he stumbled upon a fascinating online blog. It led him to the chat room. And there he found what he was looking for. And what he'd hoped he'd never find again.
Adele Couteau and Ryan Alcroft. The pair who ruined his life. The monsters. Ryan was primarily the one to blame though Adele made matters worse. They refused to help but she didn't - a woman named Avian. He couldn't recall her surname, which was unfortunate as Alessandro was aiming for a formal meeting with the new employee of the company he once worked for.
The Company was a road Alessandro did not wish to go down despite him knowing it was his best chance. The Company and him had a history and he believed Mrs Harper was still the director. With that belief, Alessandro knew he could not use the company to find Alice. He was wrong. Grace no longer held a powerful position position inside the company which, by all accounts opened up the one path Alessandro was sure to succeed in. The Company.
Alessandro left his small apartment and made a sharp turn to his left, jogging to Central Park. He was wearing a white fitted shirt and dark jeans that, by all accounts, had seen better days; there were a few holes strewn in the fabric. The evening chill bit at his cheeks as he entered the park. His mind raced; did Alice still work for the Company? Was she going to be here? Would Avian help him? Had Alice mentioned him to her child?
The former company agent stopped in his tracks as he saw a woman approaching him. It didn't look like Alice so perhaps it was this Avian? He couldn't tell if she was a company agent or just a civilian.
So he waited.
It was by pure happenstance that the Italian had come across a service known as IntelliTouch. He was browsing the internet searching for clues to Alice's whereabouts when he stumbled upon a fascinating online blog. It led him to the chat room. And there he found what he was looking for. And what he'd hoped he'd never find again.
Adele Couteau and Ryan Alcroft. The pair who ruined his life. The monsters. Ryan was primarily the one to blame though Adele made matters worse. They refused to help but she didn't - a woman named Avian. He couldn't recall her surname, which was unfortunate as Alessandro was aiming for a formal meeting with the new employee of the company he once worked for.
The Company was a road Alessandro did not wish to go down despite him knowing it was his best chance. The Company and him had a history and he believed Mrs Harper was still the director. With that belief, Alessandro knew he could not use the company to find Alice. He was wrong. Grace no longer held a powerful position position inside the company which, by all accounts opened up the one path Alessandro was sure to succeed in. The Company.
Alessandro left his small apartment and made a sharp turn to his left, jogging to Central Park. He was wearing a white fitted shirt and dark jeans that, by all accounts, had seen better days; there were a few holes strewn in the fabric. The evening chill bit at his cheeks as he entered the park. His mind raced; did Alice still work for the Company? Was she going to be here? Would Avian help him? Had Alice mentioned him to her child?
The former company agent stopped in his tracks as he saw a woman approaching him. It didn't look like Alice so perhaps it was this Avian? He couldn't tell if she was a company agent or just a civilian.
So he waited.