Defenders episode 1: Guardian chapter 6

Chapter 6

Brandon finally arrived home some time later dripping wet from the storm that greeted him twice earlier, has now faded away. He takes out his keys and opens the door. After taking off his boots he steps inside his house. “Brandon, is that you?!” his mother’s voice came from the kitchen. Brandon takes off his book bag slowly, still aching from his ordeal with Mother Nature. His mother comes out of the kitchen. “Hey, what took you so long? You’re usually here before me,” she said as she walked towards him.

“What happened? Did you get off early?” Brandon asked as he took off his jacket and sat it on the floor.

“No, I came home my usual time,” his mother answered as she picked up the mail and looked at it again. Realizing she had already checked her mail, she placed it back down on the coffee table and picked up her son’s water logged jacket. “Why you don’t carry an umbrella I’ll never know,” She said as she carried his jacket out to the laundry room in the back and hung it up.

“You said you came in your usual time? You don’t come home until about 7 o’clock,” Brandon said as his mother walked back into the living room.

“Brandon, it’s after 8:30. I’ve been home for more than an hour. I called Dan to see if you were with him once I noticed you weren’t home. He said you left right after school,” Brandon’s mother told him. Then she notices something odd about him. Her mother’s intuition kicks in and she asks, “Are you ok, honey? You seem a little…I don’t know…”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I…I guess I got so caught up in the storm that I lost track of time,” Brandon said, covering up what really happened.

“Well ok, but I really don’t like it when you go out whenever there’s a thunderstorm. Then again I can’t really blame you for liking these storms. After all, your father used to chase tornadoes before we moved back here from Oklahoma, and it seems his interest in storms has rubbed off on you. I knew it would happen sooner or later considering he would sometimes take you along with him when you were younger,” Brandon’s mother said, “Just be careful ok. I don’t want you getting struck by lightning or something.”

Brandon flinches at the last statement his mother said. His mother notices the awkward look on his face and asks him once more if he was alright. “Yeah mom, I’m fine…really,” Brandon answered with a smile, hoping to defuse his mother’s curiosity.

“Well…alright. But you’ll let me know when something’s bothering you, right?” Brandon’s mother asked.

“I will,” Brandon assured her.

With that said she kisses him on the cheek and goes up stairs, telling him that dinner was on the table. He goes out to the kitchen and sees that his mom made fried fish and French fries. He continues out to the laundry room and puts on some dry clothes. He walks back into the kitchen and starts eating his dinner. As he is eating he takes out a picture of his father, who died 6 years ago, from his pocket. Brandon’s mind begins to fill with memories of his father, including a phrase his father always told him, “One day you will achieve greatness.” Brandon’s father not only chased tornadoes but he also taught Tae-Kwan-Do and Judo on the side when he wasn’t chasing tornadoes and has trained Brandon in both martial arts styles. Brandon never forgot his father’s teachings and he thought about it more since his father’s death. He put the picture back in his pocket and finished his dinner. He washed his plate and went upstairs and watched TV. Ironically he turned to the Discovery Channel and watched a two hour program about thunderstorms and tornadoes. He fell asleep once the program was over.

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