Bonjour fellow fanfiction! Sorry it took, so long to update...Like I said I have homework, and I had forensic's competition. Btw forensic's is like acting, debate, etc. We don't work with dead bodies! Just wanted to make that clear...A few people think that...XD Well any whose hope you guys like the chapter! Do tell me what you guys think!

Chapter 5

Private escape his room as quickly as possible before Skipper could wake him. Private walks straight into C.Z.I. Where all the computers where at, and have been shut down at night. This is also where he would contact his so called 'Uncle' Nigel. He was going to have a few words with Nigel.

He trails the isles of computers to move to the front, so if anyone came in they wouldn't see him from so far away. He fidgets to turn it on and types in his own password to get in, and have a dignified chat with Nigel.

Private thought about what he was going to say, and if he was really going to do it. He could see himself the monitor his eyes looked already bloodshot from his lack of sleep. It reminded him of Skipper when Julian had to share their H.Q. with him. It was a rough week for Skipper, especially when he was a grouch. Private adverted his eyes away from the monitor he didn't want to think that he was Skipper.

At all.

He refused to see it. Could it really be possible that he could be rela...No, no, no! Nigel said in his logs that he only saw an fatherly affection towards him. That was it. Though Private, didn't see Skipper as his father in any way. That's just how Private saw it, and refused to uncover that one little detail.

The real question was why he was in that lab in the first place. Did his parents work their? Did he even have parents? That would crush Private to find that out. He felt that it would crush him, but the truth was supposed to hurt, right? So he was going to take the pain even if it would take time to heal back.

He clicked the button to chat. Nigel's brown eyes glowed, and his white head of head was a mess. He smiled when he saw his little nephew's youthful face. His face seemed to be pressed against the screen, because he was so close.

"Lad! My how have you grow, and becoming quite the mischievous one if I must say so. If I recall it's pretty early in the morning, and your eyes seem so bloodshot." Nigel made a tsk-tsk noise with his tongue that made Private want to blurt out the truth, "Disobeying orders from Skippah I see...Good to know that you're a teenager! How have you been?"

I just found out that you're not the person I thought you were, thought Private bitterly. Private fake a smile, "I've found something interesting to read tonight, and just couldn't put it down. It made me think of you…" Private hinted, but he knew Nigel wouldn't get just what he was getting at.

Nigel tilted his head, and his messy hair followed him, "What's the book called I'll have to check it out sometime."

This time Private smiled a real smile that started to turn into a devilish grin, "No, it's not a book…More like a file." He drawls out his last word.

Nigel's face drains, and is no longer press to the computer screen. Private takes notice of his color, and change of attitude. Nigel curses silently, and glares at Private madly, "Those files are supposed to be classified," He crosses his arms, "Do I dare ask if you got Skipper's permission, or your own permission?"

Private snips at him, "After all these years, and you never told me that you weren't my uncle. Never once told me the truth, or is the truth even in yours, and Skipper's vocabulary?" Private can feel his heart pounding out of his chest, and his blood boiling.

Nigel's eyes soften towards his nephew, "Private, this is why we didn't tell you…" He points at Private, "You can't take it…You wouldn't. The truth crushed your heart, did it not?"

Private huffed, "Well, I'm handling it now if that's what you mean."

"No, I mean, the truth hurts does it not?"

"The truth doesn't matter now! What matter is I want to know the real me!" He jumps up making the chair behind him fall over, "For years I thought my parents where agents that works with the Penguins, I thought I was meant to be an agent for them! Now…What am I an experiment left in the dust? Left in the fire?" He clenches his fist making his nails slice his soft palms, "I feel like I'm no longer, Private!"

After he said that last sentence, he gasped. Did he really say that? That he wasn't the Private he once knew? Did he really mean that? That he was no longer, Private, no longer, Percival James Saint? His face felt hot, his mind felt befuddled, and his heart was no longer in his chest it was drop into his stomach. Tears had been strolling his pale face. He felt like a toddler having tantrums he felt childish for even talking to Nigel in his angry state. It had to be done though.

"Percival, your still you no matter what, and you know the team does not think of you as experiment. This is way we wanted to keep this from you it was too much for your age." Nigel said, he wanted to pop into C.Z.I., and comfort his nephew from this overdue secret that they have for years now, "Percival, I'm sorry we didn't tell you sooner."

Private sniffs, and wipes his tears angrily, "I wish, you never found me in that lab…" He meets his Uncle eye's that was full of sorrow, "Why couldn't you just left me?"

Nigel speaks calmly, "I could have never done that…As soon as I saw you I knew you would be some kind of amazing child. I could never leave you, my boy."

"Uncle Nigel?"

"Yes?"

"Am I an experiment?"

"I don't know, lad…"

"Nigel, I have to find out." He took a breath before saying it in front of him, "I have to leave." Before his uncle could protest to his words, "Good-bye, Nigel."

The screen went dark. Private would soon be gone before he could say good-bye to anyone else. He would find his real self. He would find out who he was really going to be. The truth was starting to unravel piece by piece. Private was going to drive right into it. Into the dark, and hopefully into the light…

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-AdorkABLE Pearl

P.S. Their might just be an OC of mine...Maybe...What do you guys think?...