The Modi-mobile droved through the streets. "Who are we dealing with now," Xero asked as she drifted through traffic.
Zero turned a radio dial revealing a monitor.
"Hello Agent's," Katz said through the monitor. "A silent alarm has gone off at the 'Forgo City Chemical Plant'. Security and personal have been safely evacuated. But they have report seeing a… man size cockroach in a suit and top hat"
The duo turned to Mole in the back seat. "Well, HQ files would tell you that this is probably the workings of The Roach, a petty, low level criminal."
"Low level thugs?" Xero asked disappointingly.
"This is an easy mission," Katz assured, "Their is little chance you two will have any issues during this mission."
"There is a 23% change this mission will go of course,"Mole said under his breath.
Katz looked at him with disapproving stare.
"Don't worry," Zero said trying to lighten the mood. "This mission won't end in a Katzs-trophe."
Katz looked at him unamused. "Ha-ha-ha," he falsely laughed. "I've never heard that one before. Katz out." With that the video monitor went blank.
Xero turned to Zero, hiding a smile with her hand, "Seriously?"
Zero shrugged, "It was worth it."
"Not really. He didn't even smile."
"No… He didn't," he said advertising his gaze outside the window.
Xero lowered her head to the steering wheel, hiding the blush that rushed to her cheeks.
A figure watched from above as the Modi-mobile moved through the streets. The moment the passengers exited the vehicle, he lunged towards them, only to be stopped by a steal like hold on his shoulder.
"Father said not to engage. Recon only," she warned him.
His red synthetic eyes turned on her. "We've been doing recon for weeks already," he said in a distorted voice.
"Father said…"
"I'm not going to engage. Just get a closer… recon." Without warning he grabbed onto her wrist and gave her a quick controlled shock, enough to release her cage like grip.
She watched as he fell to their unsuspecting prey. Prey that was already splitting up.
The group continued to drift apart, Mole in one direction, Xero and Zero in the other.
"So what are the chances we'll run into this cockroach man," Xero asked curiously.
"Usual person would have a pretty low chance of ever encountering anything out of the ordinary, but since we're not usual people…"
Xero was silent as they walked, her mind wandering, searching for the right moment.
"You know," Zero finally said breaking the silence, "I don't think Mole liked your idea of splitting up."
"Well you see… I suggested we split up because… I think we need to talk," she said choosing her words carefully.
"Well, what do you want to talk about?" After a moment of silence he turned to Xero, already on the verge of tears. "Xero…" he said kindly. He looked at her with a warm and comforting smile.
Without saying a word she rushed to him and buried her face into his chest.
"Lacey almost killed you, I almost killed you. I left you to die, and I'll never forgive myself for that," she said as fresh tears streamed down her cheeks. A feeling of relief washed over her, fee to admit her guilt openly, without the prying eyes of Katz or Mole.
Without saying a word he gently lifted her chin to his face, and she could now see his misty eyes. "Xero, you didn't leave me. In fact you saved me, in more ways than you know. If it wasn't for you I'd be robbing small stores for spare parts or even worse dead right now, sleeping with the fishes, if you didn't come rescue me. We won that night because you are the strongest, bravest, smartest woman I know. I believe it's about time you forgave yourself."
She kept her eyes on him, and not for the first time in along time, she wanted to tell him what she felt. "Zero…" she started, mustering up all the courage she could. "I-"
Before she could say another word, Mole was tossed right in between them from above a balcony.
"Mole?!" she said somewhat shocked and annoyed.
"I think I found him," Mole said tippsly.
"Thats one big bug," Zero said as he looked up the balcony Mole was thrown from.
The Roach looked down at them with a discuss that was usually reserved for him. "Cops?" he asked in a raspy voice, looking them up and down. "No… Modifyers."
