Threads That Bind by Williams Brant

Author:Williams, Brant [Williams, Brant]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy
Published: 2012-03-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Revisionist History Lessons

Who was Scottie? My dad’s name was Bruce. What was going on here?

“You know each other?” I asked.

I might as well have kept my mouth shut for all the good it did. Dad and Eric were locked in an epic staring match - neither of them responding to anything.

When Dad finally spoke, it was with barely controlled anger. “What are you doing with my daughter?”

Eric’s eyes flicked over to me, then back to Dad. “Madison’s your daughter? The one you had before...” he trailed off as Dad held up a hand.

“Don’t say another word,” Dad said. He walked over to the office door and held it open for me. “Madison, I need a moment alone with Eric.”

“No.” My voice sounded much calmer than I felt. “I don’t know what’s going on here, but I’m not going to leave until I find out.”

I had been prepared to watch Dad explode. Instead he seemed to deflate and lose a bit of his anger. “Please, Madison,” he said. “I promise you this is nothing you want to be a part of.”

“It’s too late for that,” said Eric.

A look of dawning comprehension crossed Dad’s face, followed by an expression of horror. “A Binder?” he asked.

How did Dad know about Binders? And if he did know, why would he be so upset that I was one?

Eric shook his head, looking uncomfortable. “She’s a Berserker, Scottie.”

Dad’s eyes narrowed and he clenched his fists. “That’s not funny.” He looked on the verge of attacking, and while my dad was a very large man, he was no match for Eric’s Berserker powers.

“I know it seems impossible,” said Eric. “But it’s true, Scottie. I’ve seen her ‘zerk myself.”

The strength seemed to leave Dad’s legs and he slid down the wall, sinking to the floor. I’d never seen my dad like this before. It was as if Eric had told him that I had terminal cancer and had only a few weeks to live.

Without looking up he asked, “Are you sure?” His voice sounded dead and hollow.

“Yes.”

“Which Havoc?”

“Pravicus.”

Dad nodded as if expecting this. “So all those years of running and hiding were for nothing,” he said. “It’s all come full circle.”

This had gone on long enough. “Will someone please tell me what’s going on here? Dad, how do you know about all this?”

Dad got to his feet, his initial shock past. He took a deep breath before speaking. “Because I was a Berserker.”

My initial reaction was to laugh. Dad? A Berserker? Ridiculous. How could someone like my dad possibly be a Berserker? He was way too boring – a dad, not a Berserker. Besides, it didn’t fit in with what I had been told. Once you were a Berserker, you were one until you died – and that might be hundreds of years later. It wasn’t like you could just quit and drop out.

Could you?

I walked over to Dad’s chair and sat down. “It sounds like you both have a story to tell me.” I crossed my legs and folded my arms.

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