Getting A System In A Modern World

The first thing Silas did after waking up was check the time.

*10:39 AM*

"Looks like we still have more than enough time before heading to Venezuela," he murmured to himself.

He got up, stretched, and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. The cool water on his face helped clear his mind, and soon after, he made his way downstairs, where the smell of breakfast lingered in the air.

Kim was already at the table, finishing her coffee, while Chris flipped through a newspaper, although Silas knew his dad wasn't really reading it.

After a quiet breakfast, the three of them went out to the garage. They climbed into one of the cars, with Chris taking the driver's seat, Silas beside him, and Kim in the back.

The drive was silent but filled with unspoken thoughts, each of them mentally preparing for the day's events and the journey ahead.

.....

Over an hour later, they pulled up to the hospital. Silas led the way through the hallways, weaving past the bustling nurses and doctors as they made their way to Alex's room.

As soon as they reached the door to Alex's ward, Kim couldn't hold herself back. She pushed the door open and rushed to his bedside, her eyes already brimming with tears. She knelt down beside him, gently taking his hand in both of hers.

She didn't say anything as she stood and day down on the bed, hugged him lightly, making sure not to cause him any pain and started caressing his hair softly.

"It's okay, Alex. Mom and Dad is here. Your Big Brother is here. You don't have to worry about anything."

Alex looked up, surprised at first, but then his expression softened as he saw Kim's tear-filled eyes and comforting smile. He managed a weak but genuine grin, and his hand squeezed hers gently.

"Mom... you're gonna make me cry, too," he whispered, his voice raspy but playful.

Kim chuckled through her tears, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. "Then I'll be right here to wipe them away, Alex."

Chris stepped closer to the bed, his gaze tender as he watched the two of them. His hand found Alex's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "How're you feeling, champ?"

Alex took a breath, shifting slightly in bed. "A little sore, but... a lot better than before," he replied.

He looked between Chris, Kim, and Silas, his expression turning serious. "Are you guys really leaving today?"

Silas had already told him yesterday that they will be leaving for Venezuela soon but he didn't expect it to be today. It was too fast...

Silas nodded, pulling up a chair and sitting close. "We are," he said, his voice steady. "But you're coming with us. I wouldn't leave you behind."

The young boy's eyes widened. "Seriously? I thought I'd have to stay here for a while."

"We've already arranged everything," Silas reassured him. "Once we leave here, we're going straight to the airport."

Kim leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on Alex's forehead. "We're going to keep you safe, no matter what. It's a fresh start for all of us."

Alex nodded slowly, his eyes misting over. "Thanks, Mom… Dad… Silas. I don't want to be alone. Especially not now."

"Hey, none of that," Chris said softly, smiling as he ruffled Alex's hair. "We're family. We stick together."

After a few minutes, a nurse entered to go over Alex's discharge instructions. Kim listened closely, asking detailed questions to make sure they had everything covered for the journey.

The nurse, noticing her concern, reassured her that Alex's recovery had been progressing very well.

Once all the paperwork was finalized, Chris left to bring the car around. Silas helped Alex into a wheelchair, knowing it would be easier on him than walking the long hallways.

He would had the security guards to do it but he wants to be the one to do it himself. As long as it's something that involves his family, he prefers to do it himself.

As they exited the hospital, Alex turned to look back at the building, his face a mix of relief and apprehension.

"Leaving the hospital feels... strange," he murmured. "Like everything's really changing."

Silas crouched down to meet his gaze. "Sometimes change is scary, but it's also the start of something new. We're going to make sure everything works out."

Chris pulled the car up to the curb, and Silas helped Alex into the back seat beside Kim. They'd packed light as Silas told them that everything they would be needing has already been taken care of.

The ride to the airport was quiet but comfortable, each of them lost in their own thoughts.

Silas glanced at his family, feeling a renewed sense of determination. His powers and resources might set him apart, but his family anchored him, giving him purpose.

This move to Venezuela was more than an escape—it was a chance for them to build a life where they could be safe and where he could start fulfilling his potential. It's time for him to build the empire he has been envisioning for himself.

At the airport, they made their directly to the jet bridge and boarded the Gulfstream. Silas had already told his father that he's the owner of the aircraft and this was why no question was asked when they saw the empty aircraft.

Inside the aircraft, Silas carried Alex who was already asleep to one of the rooms and lay him down on the bed.

Silas took a look at the calm, sleeping face of Alex and smiled.

"Don't worry, champ. Your brother will make sure that none of this ever happens again."

Silas left the room and went back to the cabin. He took his seat and looked out the window, with different thoughts in his head.

Chris leaned over to Silas, his tone soft but steady. "You've done well, son. Getting us out of this mess. I'm proud of you."

Silas met his father's gaze, appreciating the words more than he could say. "Thank you, Dad. I couldn't have done it without you all."

Chris nodded, reaching over to give his shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "Just remember, we're with you. Whatever happens next, we face it together."

Silas turn to look out the window as the plane took off, feeling the weight of responsibility but also the steady support of the family by his side.

He coldly looked at the disappearing view of USA and smiled.

'I will be back.'