His eyes scanned the perimeter of Terminal City. The breeze ruffled his blond hair, his muscular body leaning against the railing on the roof of an abandoned building. He smirked as he watched the sector police and other authorities sitting lazily around the perimeter of Terminal City. They'd have a field day if they found out about the tunnel underground.
This had been under control as the transgenics waited for their opponents to strike first. Though they were still having negotiations with the humans, they knew that White would find a way to attack.
Sure he had known nothing about White, but it seemed that White was a lot more ruthless compared to Lydecker. Max and the rest of the transgenics only confirmed this. His breath, water vapor rising, as he gained new determination. They were going to win this war, they were going to win their freedom and they were going to walk among the humans. If this weren't going to happen then he would die trying.
The hope for a normal life had died for him when he had found out that he wasn't exactly normal. His heightened abilities had freaked him out enough, imagine the surprise when he woke up one morning and his normally blue eye was pitch black. He had seen a doctor about it, but the doctor had not seen anything wrong. The image of his blue iris had come back with added pressure to his eye.
He did have a somewhat normal life before everything went wrong. Buddy and his wife were really great people; they were a kind and loving couple. Buddy's family had embraced him with open arms, and accepted him, as if he was part of the family. He had even found someone to love. Sure she hightailed it out of his life when she found out about his abilities, she didn't really love him, and he realized it now. But he had still hurt when she had left and didn't accept him as he was. He remembered the fear in her eyes when she put everything together with the newscasts. The fact that he could lift something twice his weight with such ease, and the barcode imprinted on the back of his neck was the last straw. Still there was something holding him back from loving her completely and it had saved him more than enough heartbreak.
The first time he saw Max in Terminal City he had felt something inside stir. Sure he was still mad at her for what she had done to him, but he knew there were feelings for her that weren't classified as brotherly. Zack knew she loved Logan virus or not. So why couldn't he just let go?
A bitter laugh escaped his lips. Since when had he become so weak? Sure he had his moments of weakness, but not that many moments. Emotions had begun to interfere; he was becoming almost too human. The one thing he knew was that humans were weak, sure humanity could be a good thing but when emotions get in the way everything comes crumbling down.
There were still things that he couldn't remember; his memory was like Swiss cheese holes everywhere. However, he would have dreams about the past or at least he thought it was the past, he really didn't know. They could after all just be dreams.
Max had told him that he was the only one who knew where all their siblings were. He had spent a lot time racking his brain trying to remember where everyone was. It frustrated him that he couldn't remember, and it only made him angry when he heard that Tinga and Ben were gone. Zack only blamed himself; it was his fault that he let Ben go down the wrong path. Sure Ben could be classified as insane but Zack was his big brother, his commanding officer. Zack took it upon himself to look after his siblings and he had failed both Tinga and Ben.
He had heard also that Brin was caught in the explosions to the DNA labs when Krit, Syl, Max and himself tried to bring down Manticore. They still didn't know if she survived or not. Still he couldn't remember everything that had happened that day, all he knew was that he had killed himself to save Max. That's when everything went wrong. Manticore had installed him with high-tech technology, and erased him of almost all of his memory. Max took it upon herself to decide where the disorientated Zack would go so she could save her beloved Logan.
A loud sigh escaped his lips. Maybe she had been right to send him away, but did she have the right to make that decision for him? No. She had been selfish, thinking only that Logan could have died. Sure if given the chance he would have killed Logan. But he would have killed Logan even if he was normal, he just didn't like the guy. He only refrained from doing so because Logan could prove to be a good ally, but Logan still hadn't proven his worth. Maybe he had proven it to everyone else, and maybe he had won all the transgenics over. But Zack had higher expectations even though Logan wasn't a transgenic. When Logan finally proves his worth, Zack might respect him. Zack smirked, probably not.
TBC…
Authors Note: Sorry for the long wait. It's beginning to become a trend with my writing isn't it? Anyway it's just because I've been suffering from writers block. So it might be a while for the next chapter to come out. SORRY in advanced!
