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Reality had struck him like a brick wall. At first Casper hoped that there was a slim chance of reviving his mother, a chance to maybe remove the drugs from her system but there was no telling how long she had been dead. Well, there was no telling for [i]him[/i]. Those looking into the autopsy probably had all the information they needed. She had been close friends with that needle, always keeping it close. [i][color=00aeef]"Shoulda' taken it from her..."[/color][/i] Blaming himself for her death was almost convincing him of such a lie, but in the end this was her fault. After Casper's father left the picture, his mother started on a downward spiral which eventually ended her up in the morgue with Casper now stuck in the police station. He was waiting for some other family to take him in, something he was forced to go with. In truth, Casper just wanted to be left alone. He wanted to live by himself. Couldn't social services hand him a room in a garage somewhere? That'd be enough. He could after all take care of himself. Throughout the boy's life he had not only taken care of himself but also his mother. 

"Hello, son." A police officer looked at the boy with a compassionate smile crossing his lips. They had placed Casper in one of the back rooms, waiting for the family he would now have to call his. No, he'd never call anyone his family. After all of this shit, Casper was in it by himself. He was done with others, trusting others, letting other people close. He was done with all of it. "I can imagine how unbearable the wait is, but they've found a family willing to take you in. They're on their way here now." 

[color=00aeef]"Okay..."[/color] Casper returned, his arms hugging himself as he sat slouched over in a chair. He wasn't even given time to grieve before they thought it a good idea to rocket launch him into a new environment. Surprisingly, they hadn't mentioned him being an Evo through this process. He thought it would be the first most important thing concerening him, somehow. Part of him expected them to blame his mother's death on him just because he was an Evo, but society hadn't sunken quite that low yet. 

The minutes passed like claws dragging across Casper's skin, each second of the infuriating clock on the wall ticking a strike to his already anxious heart. The boy's embrace around himself tightened as he lowered his head and clenched his teeth. He didn't want to meet these strangers he was now forced to live with. There was no telling if they'd even connect on any level. Casper wasn't exactly the type of person who got along with others. "Do you have any questions, son?"

[color=00aeef]"Will I have siblings...?"[/color]

"Yes, there are two."

[color=00aeef]"Damn it..."[/color]

"It's a big change from what you're used to, I understand." Trying to be understanding, the police officer nodded to the boy with his lingering smile before going back to the paperwork on his desk. Casper with siblings? This was going to be disastrous.

[color=00aeef]"Any of them an Evo...?"[/color]

"No." The officer shook his head.

[color=00aeef]"Great..."[/color] Things just kept getting worse. Casper would be stuck in a family filled with 'normal' people? surly they knew who they were taking in. The passing minutes turned to an hour of torture before the wait was finally over. An officer stepped through the door on the left side of the room and motioned for Casper to come with him.

"Good luck, son." Casper had to admit one thing. Throughout the process, the officer by the desk had been good to him. He wasn't about to simply discard the one shred of kindness he had been given.

[color=00aeef]"Thanks..."[/color] The boy responded, following the new officer through the station and into another room. A couple sat in there, a man in a suit and a woman in a dress. They looked like something taken out of a commercial. The man's short brown hair and pearly white smile seemed inviting but to Casper it was just off putting. His wife possessed a motherly expression and reached her hand out gently upon seeing the boy enter the room. Why the hell would two people as [i]perfect[/i] as this take custody of a kid from the slums?

"You must be Casper." The woman spoke, ascending to her feet before approaching him and gave the boy a soft hug. "I'm Donna, a pleasure to meet you."

"And I'm Miles." The man continued, joining his wife's side. "It's good to meet you, Casper."

[color=00aeef]"Hey..."[/color]

"I'm sure we'll get along just perfectly." Donna exclaimed brightly, pulling her husband closer. This was sickening. 

"I'll need you all to sign these papers and then you are free to go." The officer finished, handing them all their documents. Did Casper want to sign these? Of course not, but he had to. No matter how much he squirmed and complained, they wouldn't let him live on his own. The only way he'd be by himself was in a cell and that was nothing he wanted to do. Also, seeing how well dressed these people were, Casper was starting to understand why it took so long for them to come and get him. If they thought that he'd dress like that, they could go fuck themselves. 

With little choice, Casper followed the couple out to the parking lot where he was allowed entry into a car that must have cost more than the old apartment building he used to live in. Hell, it probably cost more than the whole neighborhood. Again, why did they take custody of him? It didn't make any sense. None of this did. Perhaps it was because Casper was still in shock. His mother had recently died and all of this happened right after. He was never given a chance to actually grieve or even let this sink in. He needed some sleep, he couldn't take much more of this shit. As soon as he got to this new place he had to call home, he'd head straight to bed. A small town outside of Los Angeles, Newberry Springs, that's where he was heading now. [color=00aeef][i]"Their takin' me away from everything I'm used to...this is going to fuckin' suck..."[/i][/color]