"So… I guess you better get going." Francis said as he turned to leave.

"What? Your letting me go?" asked a confused Zak.

…...

Its been almost two weeks since Francis had last spoke to zak. Francis had been trained to control all thoughts and emotion, but deep down he knew zak was still right.

Agent epsilon walked in and stood in one spot for a minute or so until he spoke.

"we want you to come in here for a minute." he said, slurring his words as he spoke.

Francis obediently followed. They went into one of the main labs that's in this unit. they walked up to a table where three agents sat, agents 1, 2, and 3. Agent 1 had grey hair and rectangular glasses. Agent 2 wore his jacket up a little over his face. and agent 3 was the one woman that can send a frightened chill down anyone's spine.

they stood and watched as they approached the table and sat when they got there.

"now, francis, we have all been discussing for some time now that these are the days that people begin to recognize me. there are those who wish to hurt me for what my people and I do. and you know how important this unit is, right? these days are not like the ones in the past. there are more advanced technology now then there was back then. we feel it best if we put you somewhere safe for awhile until your more… uh… well… we need you in order to carry on the unit. you may be in more danger than I am so we're sending you away for a little bit. you will be leaving first thing in the morning. during your departure, you will need to find a small elite team of people you can trust that will obey your commands. and, yes, that means make friends. but do choose wisely. these people may be one your people in the future. its better to start testing your leadership skills now than later. and you get to choose the people you want to be friends with. BUT… IF you have the audacity to find a female companion that you have unfamiliar feelings with, rest assured there will be consequences. you will find out the hard way why we don't associate ourselves with such inferior emotion."

and with that, he gestured francis to head up to his room to pack the things he needed.

on his way up, he stopped to casually glance up at the moon. it was beautiful. all of a sudden his father's words about unfamiliar feelings kind of blurred his vision. he gently blushed. he could never have those kind of feelings. he doesn't see how.