Disclaimer: None of it is mine except for the plot. lol
AN: What can I say…life is always busy, so it may take awhile for updates, but I promise they will come.
Reviewer Responses:
PhantomLover2005- Sorry for the cliff end, but I have to get my kicks some way, and it just happens to be by torturing my readers. lol I am happy to see that your fic is back up, and hopefully will stay that way. :)
Previously:
"Zenon…I know this must be hard for you, but can you please tell me what happened? Can you please tell me what happened to your parents?" She looked at him, and something flashed over her eyes for the briefest of moments and then vanished as quickly as it came. Whatever it was, it hurt his heart to see it. A few minutes had passed, and she had yet to say a word. He wasn't sure she even knew he had said something, so he was about to ask her again when she suddenly spoke up.
"Proto Zoa?"
"Yes Zee…it's me…your Zoa." Upon hearing that, something seemed to snap inside her, and she looked at him through tear filled eyes.
"Proto Zoa…I…I killed my parents."
Proto Zoa was shocked to say the very least at Zenon's announcement. It seemed that a million thoughts were racing through his head at that very moment. They all led back to one conclusion though, Zenon couldn't have killed her parents. She didn't have a hurtful bone in her body, and the sobbing girl he was currently holding in his arms on the couch was incapable of that. That was the one thing he was sure of at this point. He did know that he needed to figure out what was going on, and the only way of doing that would be by further question the broken person that was before him.
"Zee, darling, please calm down and look at me." Proto Zoa said in desperation. "I need you to calm down and tell me what is going on. I know you couldn't have killed your parents…Zee, that just isn't you. You are such a wonderful person who is incapable of hurting others. You would never…"
"STOP!" Zenon yelled as loud as she could interrupting Proto Zoa and pushing him back into the couch as she stood. She couldn't take it. She couldn't take his praise when she was responsible for her parents' deaths. "Stop…please stop." She said, this time much softer. She said it as though her spirit was broken and she wished for nothing more than to just blink out of existence and fall into oblivion forever.
"Zee…come on…just explain what is going on. I know you didn't do anything wrong." Zoa said not knowing what else to do. He was dumfounded by her outburst, so he slowly approached Zenon who was now pacing the room.
"No." Zenon said firmly, almost venomously as he approached her. He stopped a few feet away from her. "That's just it…I did do something wrong. I killed my parents. I'm responsible, so don't sit there and tell me that I didn't do something wrong. Don't tell me that I am a wonderful person who couldn't possibly hurt another because guess what…I am a horrible person who killed her own parents. I killed my own parents! What kind of person does that? Huh? Tell me what kind of person does that! Certainly not the wonderful person that you think I am would."
Proto Zoa had no idea what was going on at this point. He thought that Zenon may very well be seriously losing her mind from her grief. He had heard of that happening to other people when they were hit with an extreme emotional experience that they could not handle. "But she just seemed so sure that she killed her parents..." Proto Zoa quickly wiped those that from his mind. This was his Zenon, and she could not have done something that horrible, especially to her own parents. He decided that it would be best to take a more firm approach with her to see if he could get to the bottom of this. He quickly went to her and took her in his arms before she could protest.
"Zenon…tell me exactly what happened to your parents and why you think you killed them." Proto Zoa looked her directly in the eyes telling her that he would not relent until she told him. Zenon relaxed some in his arms, seemingly emotionally spent, and exhausted from recent events. There were no more tears, just answers now. Answers that she knew he deserved. They stared at each other for a few moments before Zenon motioned for him to sit. Once he obliged, she began her story of what had happened on the night of her parents deaths.
"Zoa…do you remember that nightmare I woke up from?" He nodded at her question and she continued. "It wasn't really a nightmare. It was a memory. It was an event that took place shortly before both of my parents died." She took a slight pause, and Proto Zoa thought that it was because she needed to collect her thoughts, but it was really because she was reliving her nightmare…her memory. "I can't believe you both! You're acting so totally viral major! I'm not a little kid anymore I can do what I want to do with my life, and if that doesn't fit in with you're plans, then that's just too bad! I hate you both!"
"I went into my parents' lab to talk with them. I wanted to tell them what I had planned for my future now that I was of legal age and could make my own decisions. I was really nervous about it, so while I waited for them, I was fiddling with some of their experiments. I was playing with this purple jelly clay thing when my parents both walked in. I asked them both to sit down, so that I could tell them what I thought to be good news. I told them that I was accepted to a college on earth and that I planned on attending school there and not on the spay-stay. My mom and dad both went totally viral on me. My mom forbid me to go, and my dad said he didn't care what he had to do to keep me there, but that I wasn't going. He threatened to lock me in my room. I was mad to say the least, so I called them on it. I yelled at them and said that they were acting viral and that I could do as I pleased because I was an adult. I told them they had no control over me and that if I wanted to go to earth I would find a way. Then I told them both that I hated them and stormed out of the lab. That was the least time I saw my parents alive." Zenon paused. She needed a moment before she could continue. This was just too much on her.
Proto Zoa was now even more confused than before. "If that was the last time she saw her parents alive, then how can she say that she killed them?" Proto Zoa thought to himself. When Zenon was still just standing there, he thought she was done, so he questioned her. "Zee…I don't understand. How can you say you killed your parents when you said the last time you saw them they were alive?"
"I was getting to that. My parents had this habit. When they were stressed, they would work on there experiments. I got back to my room and had started packing when it happened. There was a loud bang and the spay-space shook. I had no idea what was going on, so I ran out into the hall to see what had happened. That's when I heard people saying that there was an explosion in lab 47. Lab 47 was my parents' lab. I started off in a mad dash to get to my parents. When I got there, the fire was out, but the damage was done, and it looked like a war field from the early 20th century. One of the guards pulled me back saying that I shouldn't be there. I protested with the guard saying that my parents were in there. He loosened his hold on me when he heard that. That's when I saw it. I saw them carrying out terribly charred bodies…carrying out my parents. I just snapped and sat on the ground in a complete daze. The world was just going on around me, and I was still. The guard who had stopped me before was saying how sorry he was, and then he started to explain what had happened. He said that it was an explosion due to a Bunsen burner that was lit while the new explosive chemical that was being tested for use in space was not in its protective case. My head snapped up at that. I asked him what the chemical looked like. He looked at me like I was mad, but he answered me. He said that …he said that it…that it…it looked like purple clay. When I heard that, I just ran. I left the spay-stay, and I came here. I killed my parents because I wanted to go against them and became nervous, so I fiddle with the clay. I got mad. I stormed out, and I left my parents there to die, all because of my anger." Zenon broke down again once she finally got that all out. Proto Zoa immediately went to her.
"Zee…this is not your fault. You didn't kill your parents. It was an accident Zee. It could have happened to anyone." Proto Zoa was just holding her and looking at her, trying desperately to get her to accept that it wasn't her fault…to get her to believe that she didn't kill her parents.
"But it is my fault. I left it out. If I had just put it away, then they would be here."
"No Zee…it wasn't your fault. Had you put it away, your parents still would have died, just by other means." Zenon was confused by this.
"What do you mean? I don't understand. They would be alive if I put it back."
"No Zee…they wouldn't. A wise person once told me in a time of my own crisis, that we all have a certain amount of time in this life…that when we have lived that amount of time, we die. Whether it be from illness, a crime, an accident, a car accident, when our time comes for us to die, we will. Nothing can change that. So what happened to your parents wasn't your fault. It was just their time to go."
AN: Well I hope you all liked this chapter, and there are many more to come. Please take some time and give me a review. I love the comments and ideas. :)
Love & Peace
Cole
