I do not own either The Secret Saturdays and Psych Academy. This story takes place after the first season I will try and incorporate aspects of the second season in to the story. Pleas keep in mind that I started this story at the end of the first season, I didn't know about the second season. I was inspired by them to write this story Enjoy

The Psychic Saturday

Secret Saturday and Psych Academy

Chapter 1; Psych Proposal

Early Morning.

Zack Saturday had never gone anywhere without his family. Now he was on his own. He was on his way to High school. Not just any high school, The National Psych Academy. Zack smiled as he looked at the looming building it reminded him of a Japanese school but with dozens of wind generators dotting the grounds. He fidgeted in his school uniform, a brown poncho covering the shoulders of a blue suit that had straps on the arms and legs.

"I can't believe I'm going here or that this is the school uniform," Zack said to himself. As he entered the school grounds. "The things I do for my family. At lest it's freedom, better then nothing."

Zack thought back, to a week earlier, when the idea for him to enter The National Psych Academy as a spy was suggested to him. It was late evening at his new home when they received a visit from The Gray Men. Zack watched with his family as a familiar green - gray pod touched down in the landing bay. Zack watched as Francis and his father Epsilon step out with their usual silver briefcases.

"Francis, Epsilon, long time no see what brings your here?" His father asked, with an out stretched hand. "If its business then I'm afraid that you will be leaving the hard way!"

"No, No, Samson." Epsilon said with a wave of his hand. "My son and I have a proposition for your son. Nothing bad, it will be good for both you and him. Let us got to the living room so that we can elaborate."

Zack and his family sat down with Epsilon and Francis opposite of them. Zack watched as his Mother worked with her Flame Sword and his father with his Battle Glove ready to work.

"Please, Drew, Samson there is not need to show force to us." Epsilon said with a wave of his hand.

"Besides," Francis interjected. "Our toys are better then yours. So if we wanted to take Zack we could but we're more interested in The National Psych Academy, The A.D.C. and an old friend Dr. Watabe."

Zack watched his parent's become tense, even more so the looks on their faces became grimmer and they made their weapons ready to attack as if those names held impotencies. Epsilon and Frances both smiled an odd almost trickster like smile, a smile that mad Zack's skin crawl.

"Mom, Dad what is this about? Why are you guys so freaked out?"

"We're not freaked out Zack, Honey, Its a very dark day in Secret Scientist history. It all started the same day the Kur stone incident." Drew said not taking her eyes off Epsilon.

"You see Zack, back before the Kur stone, Dr. Watabe was the Secret Scientist's authority on psychics." Dock said as he began to tap his fingers on the table. "Back then there was only a few and we could keep them protected and under raps. Watabe, used his position to do horrible experiments on them. We knew nothing about them until later, hundreds murdered! When the Kur stone was stolen and we went to steal it back he took that as he's opportunity to leave us. Watabe stole technology from the other Secret Scientist and skipped out with all his research."

"You see Zack, while we were busy with Argost and The Kur stone. More and more psychics came to out of the wood works. Watabe founded The A.D.C. and helped found The National Psych Academy. With all the new psychics he did more of his experiments and caused the deaths or disappearance by the thousands." Doc said firmly.

"Those are only the ones on his records." Drew added.

"How come no one stopped him?" Zack demanded.

"He was the world authority, which gave him considerable leeway." Epsilon stated.

"Yes, well good news is he's dead," Francis said with a sneer. "He used his research to give himself psych powers, but he got in a fight with a real psychic named Zero. Lets just say he didn't fair well in the battle. He ended up dead, if he was lucky." Francis sneer became more monocle. "Now The A.D.C. is under the control of The National Psych Academy."

"That's why we're here," Epsilon began. "Your son with his powers can pass himself off as a psych. He can enter the school and spy on them for us."

"No," Both Drew and Doc boomed out together.

"Mr. and Mrs. Saturday can I speak with Zack alone?" Francis said calmly. "And my father can elaborate on the mission."

Francis and Zack stood out on the balcony they made sure the door was sealed behind them before they dared to speak.

"My life is a circle," As the clouds cleared, Francis cleared his throat. "What I mean is my Epsilon is not my dad and I'm not his son. We're clones, the agency lost their perfect agent in the nineteen eighties so they've been cloning him since then. Francis is the beginning, some day I'll become the Epsilon and then have a Francis of my own.

Stunned Zack looked at Francis for a long time before saying again. "Man, that's a lot to lay on some one.

"I've been training endlessly, not by chose, to some day become Epsilon. Day in and day out no brakes, no rest! No way to escape!" Francis looked at Zack.

"I thought we were enemies? Why tell me any of it?" Zack asked.

"That's my fate and I can't change it. Why am I telling you? Well, I'm telling you the alternative is that we'll take you, cram you in an a dark under ground safe house and train at an undisclosed location until you are in complete control of your power... Did I forget to mention that it will just be me and you. Day in and day out. Don't think you can run either, what Epsilon wont tell your parents is we took that Naga artifact from your uncle and hooked it into a orbiting satellite. Meaning we can find you any where."

"If its such a big Job then why don't you do it?"

Francis took his glasses off. "I did, the agency even gave me my own synthetic aura powers. Using this mission I thought that I could change my life brake away from the Gray Men and become my own person. I mean it would only be a report once a week on anything I observe. I might need to do some in-depth research into people and other things simple even a monkey can do it." Francis looked a Zack with a smile on his face. "Even you could do it."

"Then why did you fail?"

"A particularly dangerous psych found out that I was not a psych and she almost froze me to death. So I failed, becaues they had to come in and save me. On the plus side they let me keep my new aura powers."

Zack and Francis locked eyes. "But how am I going to convince them that I'm a psych? I mean I'm still not that good with my powers."

"You can do it better then I did, and think of it as a way make a fresh start. A way to have a great new life, even a normal life, some what. A life without me making you to do drills at five am in the morning." He put his glasses back on. "Well, there's your chose do this job for us or be chased and imprisoned by us. "

"Threats," Zack said as he throw up his hands angrily. "That's away to get me to do it."

"Not threats, facts, to think over." Francis said with a wave of his hands. "You can believe me because we're enemies, why because I have noting to gain if you except and I have something to lose if you don't except."

Zack leaned back on the railing and looked up at the moon he sighed. What can I do? Zack thought to himself. Well he did say it would be a new start and I don't want to be a normal young man, but my parents can stop running. Maybe my life can change for the for the better evern. Zack turned to Francis and smiled. "I'm in."

"What about your parents?"

"It's time to make my own decisions, and make own way in the world." Zack shook hands with Francis.

"Now that's the Zack Saturday I know, Good luck." Francis smiled. "Your life is about to become interesting."

"Hay!" The Voice brought him back to reality. The noise drew Zacks' attention, towards a group of older male student. They where surrounding a female student, that seemed to be the same age he was and she looked like. "We want a rematch, Now!"

"Hay goons," Zack yelled over to the male students. "Take on some one with your own chromosome." Zack's eyes blazed with orange light as orange tendrils crept along the rest of his face. He lifted his left arm, as thick red scales and ebony-black claws grew out of the tip of his fingers.

"Well?"

"No need," The female student said with a smile. "You showed me yours, I'll show you mine." A strange mist surround her body and then crept around the other students. He watched as they all fell to the ground.

"I can't breath!" One gasped.

"My noes is bleeding!" Another of the boys yelled.

"My eyes are watering, I can't see!" Yet another howled.

"Happy? I've got an Aroma aura," She looked down at the boys, then over at Zack. "Thanks for coming to my rescue, but I didn't need it. I fought these boys in an unsanctioned aura fight. Those boys wanted to see my aura power. I'm a Kung Fu fighter, I used my Kung Fu skills instead of my aura powers to beat them in a dual. They weren't too happy with me." Zack watched as the young woman came towards him, the mist subsided as she did. She stopped in front of him and gave him a big smile. "My name is Chapran, what's your?"

"Zack," He smiled back at her. "Zack Saturday."

"That's some aura power you've got there. I've never seen anything like it. I won't ask you what your aura power's name is but I hope I'll get to see it again. Well, Zack Saturday see you later." Chapran began to disappear from his sight as her last word seemed to echo. "Nice to meet you, Zack Saturday."

"May be I'll like this place after all." Zack smiled.