Zero's POV

INK has been together for seven years now. The world has been trumped by Macbeth's followers. Not that I think about it, it was one of her final plans on our graduation from Pinkerton Primary that stole her the leadership of the school. INK, that Trixie, Newton, Vin and, honestly hadn't seen it coming. We had Macbeth tied up for the ceremony and didn't think she'd get away. She did and soon afterwards, she decided that Pinkerton wasn't enough for her.

Vin blames himself, I don't know why. He's so stupid about it. But without Vin, we wouldn't have been able to start the resistance, a group filled with mostly students from Pinkerton, some of the citizens of the most major cities of the world, and of course, INK. We've been fighting Macbeth for three years now (on a global scale anyway) we're getting closer and closer to taking the US back, but we've still got a long way to go before we can hit it on a major scale.

In the resistance, Vin helps train any new recruits, Newton trains any computer geeks and Trixie makes sure we're all on track, she plans the attacks and any strategies we need.

"Zero, can you come over here for a second please?" Trixie calls from her office.

"What is it Trix?"

"It could be nothing, and I thought I'd run it past you before I moved on it, but..." Trixie points at her laptop screen, "I thi9nk I've found Vin's parents."

I stare at the CIA website, my eyes locked with the two agents, scanning over every one of Tin's distinguishable features layered out like icing on these people's faces. The blonde hair that is evident on both people. The perfect teeth and Vin blue eyes. "What do you think, Zero?"

"It doesn't matter what I think, why isn't Vin looking?"

"Because I didn't want to get his hopes up on this, and I thought you know Vin better than any of us..."

"What is that supposed to mean?" I tear my eyes off the screen, glancing at Trixie with a cold blue stare.

"I just mean, you and Vin... Uhm... You know, you've liked each other for so long..."

"I DO NOT LIKE VIN!" I scream, smashing my hand onto her table, nearly breaking it. Trixie rolls her gold eyes at me.

"Could have fooled me," Newton walks in smiling, "Come one Zero, everyone knows you two like each other." What a snotty little brat. Newton still wears those dorky little vests. Though he's gotten contacts recently.

"Wait a sec," I say, voice as calm as ice. "You BOTH think I like Vin?" They nod. "GOD!" I yell, storming out of the room and slouching against the wall in the hallway.

I don't like Vin; I just pity him, that's all... No parents and all, though I walked out on mine, it has to be hard for him... But pity is all it is.

"Hey Zero, what's u-"

""I DONT LIKE YOU OK?" I yell.

Vin holds his hands up in mock surrender. He probably thinks I'm going to hit him, I'm tempted.

"Whoa, whoa, Zero, is this a bad time or something...?" he asks.

"No, no it's uh, fine Vin, what did you want?" I ask my hands over my face. What was that all about? God Zero, if you don't like him, why are you so eager to prove it? You should just say you don't like him once and beat up anyone who says otherwise. Jeez.

"Oh yeah! I was wondering if you could help me out with training, some of the guys are being stupid, and there are also some people who want to learn some of the moves you've been teaching your group."

I can do that, an excuse to hit living things. "Yeah, sure Vin," I agree, "I'll be right there, just let me change." I say that last part because I just realise that I'm still in my PJ's.

"Kay, see ya." He turns and jogs off to the training grounds. His hair has gotten longer, just like his legs... I catch myself staring at his ass and slap myself. Turning and running toward my room.

After showering and changing into my tight grey skinny jeans, tight white top and combat boots, I surprise myself by taking twice as long to do my friggin hair. I finally decide on a high pony tail (Trixie convinced me to grow my hair longer, even though it pisses me off at this length) and run down to the training grounds.

"Hey, Zero!" Vin runs up to me. "Those are the guys I need you to hurt," He says, turning and pointing me to a group of pigs harassing the girls jogging team.

"Pleasure," I say, cracking my knuckles and smiling.

"And that's the group that want to learn the new moves." He points to a group of 13 guys and 4 girls.

"Kay." I nod.

"Thanks a bundle, Zero." He flashes me that perfect smile and runs off. That stupid perfect smile. Stupid.

I get over the warmth in my cheeks and casually jog over to the guys I need to discipline.