It's all about Zak from here

by iluvdoyleblackwell

Zak lives in his own thoughts about the good, the bad, and the very ugly. But what he's about to face is going to be more than just an 11-year-old's nightmare.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Regret

Zak, only 11-years-old, still cannot believe the fact that he is Kur, the most powerful cryptid his mother, father, and scientists have been searching for 11 years. He could understand why he would be hunted, by Van Rook and Argost, but not his own. Zak has these powers that if anyone else would like would be willing to give up, anytime anywhere. If Francis wanted them, or Ulraj, or maybe even Argost, he would be willing to so badly. Was it bad that Zak wanted to get rid of his powers? He thought he has a gift no one else does, and that he should take advantage of what he has. But Zak didn't think of that at all. Zak just sat there, on his bed, in despair to what of the terrible thoughts he had of himself. He begins to cry, of the thought that when Argost does catch him, that he would kill him, anyway painful way possible. Zak's job isn't easy. He has enough power to enslave the Earth; at any given time he wanted.

Why me? If mom could hold me in, just until that Kur Stone was gone, I wouldn't have had these stupid powers!

Doyle walks down the hall where Zak's room is located. He here's the moaning of his nephew. Doyle walks in his room. Inside, Zak is weeping heavily into a pillow.

"Mini-man, what's wrong?" Doyle felt terrible. Did he do something wrong, already?

" I don't want these powers anymore. I'll do what it takes, even kill myself."

"Don't do it. Look, if you didn't have your powers, would you have met me, or Abby, or Argost, or anyone else? I'd be grateful for those powers of yours. I really do."

"Thanks Uncle Doyle. How'd you do that?"

"What, meet all those people?"

"No, cheer me up so quickly."

"I'm an Uncle. I guess that's my second job."

Zak's POV

I always thought every family lived a life like us, fighting bad guys, exploring the whole entire world, and messing with some pretty, funky creatures. Eh, you never know who.

I didn't know what Uncle Doyle was talking about when he said "second job". The last times he had a job was when he was working for Van Rook, Sanctuary 3, and for Dad. For a moment, when he said job, I remembered Abby, how she betrayed us like that while a very hungry Alegwii stared at us like we look like steak. I loved her, ever since she babysat me when I was 5. It was thanks to Mom's friend, Dr. Miranda Grey; I was able to meet Abby for the first time. She was really pretty. (Flashback)