Davis
was only 2 when his powers manifested. He and his family were in the
living room when Davis declared in his two-year-old mind that he
wanted a juice box, and that he was going to get it himself. He
stood, took a step forward and... was in front of the refrigerator,
ready to pull it open and get what he wanted.
His
parents were baffled. In the blink of an eye, their son had traveled
fifteen yards from his playpen to the fridge without disturbing a
single obstacle. The fridge door opened, and another two seconds saw
their son with a juice box, sitting silently in his playpen.
They
freaked.
John
Corner, private pilot and father of two, decided that moment that he
wanted to be John Corner, private pilot and father of one. While his
wife dissolved into hysterics, screaming that her precious son had
been replaced by a demon, John picked up his son and took him
upstairs to his room. He packed a suitcase with his son's favorite
clothes, packed a couple toys and his favorite stuffed animal, then
carried the suitcase and his son to their car. After securing the boy
in his carseat, and packing the suitcase in the trunk, John left his
suburban apartment.
At
4:30pm Monday morning, a brown Jeep Cherokee arrived at Fulton City
Orphanage. A man got out of the vehicle and came around the side,
opening a backseat door and pulling out a carseat. He opened his
trunk door and retrieved a suitcase, and carried both the carseat and
the suitcase to the front door of the orphanage. He set the two items
on the ground, hastily scribbled a note with his son's first name on
it, secured the note underneath his son, knocked twice on the door,
and hurriedly walked back to his car.
Without
so much as a second glance, John Corner got into his Jeep, started it
up, and drove away.
Two
minutes later, the front door of the orphanage opened, and the
headmistress came upon the child in the carseat. She took his
suitcase and carseat inside, shutting the door behind her. Davis was
alone.
