Hi, this is my new story—I hope you like it. I wrote this because I want to be a forensic investigator one day, but I also love creating stories. Who knows what the future holds? I decided to publish it here, and maybe after I retire, I'll turn it into a real TV show!

And now this is

Episode 1: Beginnings

August 12

7:00 AM

First Day of School

INT. ZIEL'S ROOM – MORNING

The soft hum of a fan blends with the gentle rays of morning sun spilling through the curtains.

Ziel: (yawning, groggy) "Is it morning already?"

He sits up slowly, looking around his room with half-lidded eyes.

Ziel: (muttering to himself) "Hmn… still haven't gotten used to it. And it's been five months since I got to Earth."

(sighs)

"Guess I better get ready for… ugh high school. With… rolls eyes humans."

INT. KITCHEN – MOMENTS LATER

Ziel steps out of his room, now dressed but clearly half-awake. His adoptive mom, Jane Andrew, is already tidying up the kitchen.

Jane: "Hey, you're up. Ready for your first day of school?"

Zie: (deadpan) "Yeah."

(His face clearly says otherwise.)

Jane: (Serious) "Look, I know you hate humans, but try not to kill anyone today."

Ziel: "No promises."

Jane sighs. Not the answer she wanted—but nothing new. Ziel looks around.

Ziel: "Where's Emma?"

Jane: "I don't know. I thought I woke her up."

Ziel: (sighs) "I'll go wake her."

INT. EMMA'S ROOM – MOMENTS LATER

Ziel knocks on the door. No answer.

Ziel: "She's not answering… Guess I'm inviting myself in."

He opens the door. Emma is still curled up under her blanket, fast asleep.

Ziel: (annoyed) "Really? WAKE UP!"

Emma jerks up with a yelp, hair a mess, and eyes wide.

Emma: "What's your problem?! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!"

Ziel: (shrugging) "Hey, not my fault you sleep like a rock. Get up, it's 7:30. If we don't leave now, we're gonna be late."

Emma: (grumbling) "Yeah, yeah… Since when do you care about being on time? Just yesterday you said school was stupid."

Ziel "Yeah, well, Joe made me go. Said I'd 'adjust better' if I tried to live like a normal teenager."

(rolls eyes again)

"Whatever that means."

He walks out, giving her space to get ready.

INT. FRONT DOOR – SHORTLY AFTER

Emma comes downstairs to find Ziel waiting with crossed arms, leaning on the wall.

Ziel: "Let's go. Not only did you wake up late, you took a thousand years to get ready."

Emma: (rolling her eyes) "Stop bothering me."

(she notices him chewing) "Hey, I haven't eaten yet!"

Ziel: "Not my fault. Let's go."

Emma (grabbing bread with cheese and jamón) "Can you at least cook this?"

Ziel (grumbling, but relenting) "Fine."

The food floats up. Ziel flicks his hand—golden flame flickers in midair, toasting the bread and melting the cheese perfectly.

Emma: (sincerely) "Thanks."

Ziel: "Sure, sure. Let's go."

Emma (reaching for a drink) "Wait—I haven't grabbed anything to drink."

Ziel: "Just take the one from your lunch."

Emma: "But—"

Before she can finish, he grabs her hand and pulls her out the door.

EXT. CITY STREET – MINUTES LATER

The two walk briskly through the neighborhood. Then—

BOOM!

A massive explosion shakes the ground. Birds scatter. A plume of smoke rises nearby.

Emma: (startled) "What was that?!"

Ziel: (raising an eyebrow, unimpressed) "An explosion?"

Emma: "You think?!"

She bolts toward the blast.

Ziel: (sighing) "Wait, don't—Agh! Why?!"

He doesn't chase. Instead, he vanishes in a shimmer of light.

EXT. ROOFTOP – MOMENTS LATER

Emma lands hard behind an old AC unit, catching her breath. She rips off her hoodie and sweatpants, revealing her sleek superhero suit underneath.

She dumps her clothes near a vent and takes off again—soaring toward the danger.

Across the street, Ziel stands quietly at a rooftop's edge, arms crossed, watching her go.

Once she's gone, he vanishes and reappears on her rooftop.

EXT. ROOFTOP – CONTINUOUS

Ziel walks over to the messy pile of clothes, brows furrowed.

With a flick of his fingers, a soft breeze lifts the garments. Dust vanishes. The clothes fold themselves neatly in midair.

Ziel: (sighing) "She's going to leave these on a billboard one day…"

He picks them up and disappears.

EXT. ALLEY NEAR EXPLOSION SITE – MOMENTS LATER

Smoke fills the street. A criminal, armed with a crackling tech-weapon, stumbles from a destroyed ATM.

Then—WHAM!

Emma crashes into him from above, sending him flying into trash bins. He groans, dazed.

CRIMINAL

(grunting)

"Who are you?!"

Emma: (grim smile) "Someone you should've run from."

She lands with perfect control. The criminal scrambles—she disarms him, zip-tying him with scavenged wiring.

From a nearby alley, Ziel watches silently. He doesn't step in. Just observes.

Emma flies off again. Ziel waits… then vanishes.

INT. SCHOOL STAIRWELL – MINUTES LATER

Emma lands lightly at the top of the stairwell. She's startled when Ziel appears below, holding her neatly folded clothes.

Emma: "You followed me?"

Ziel: "I was watching. You left these."

Emma: (grinning) "I had my suit under them. Relax."

Ziel: (flatly) "And if someone saw you change?"

Emma: "No one did! It was a rooftop!"

Ziel: "Until someone flies a drone past you and uploads it to intergalactic social media."

Emma: "What do you want me to do? Not everyone has a nanotech suit"

She rolls her eyes—just as—

DING-DING!

A distant bell rings out.

Ziel: (tilting his head) "What was that?"

Emma: (eyes wide) "The school bell. We've got ten minutes!"

Ziel: (deadpan) "They ring bells here?"

Emma: "Ziel! Focus!"

He steps next to her and lays a hand on her shoulder.

Ziel: "Don't panic. I'll get us close."

In a shimmer of gold—they vanish.

EXT. BEHIND SCHOOL – SECONDS LATER

They reappear behind a tall hedge near the school's side entrance.

Ziel: "Fake being tired. We ran here, remember?"

Emma groans, pulling her hoodie mid-jog.

Emma: "You could've teleported us with the clothes on."

Ziel: "You weren't wearing them."

Emma: (grumbling) "Still your fault."

She yanks the hoodie over her head.

EMMA: (smirking) "You're such a pain."

Ziel: "Yet somehow, you always drag me into this."

Emma: "You have to wait here until the teacher calls you, ok?

Ziel: "Fine"

After a few minutes of waiting the teacher calls him in

The door clicked shut behind him, and silence fell across the room. Ziel stepped forward with measured ease, though his eyes stayed low, distant. The students' curiosity buzzed louder than their whispers—and Ziel heard both.

"He's hot."
"Totally emo."
"Wonder what his deal is…"

Their thoughts were sharp, messy, unchecked. Human minds, Ziel thought with a grimace. They said one thing and thought another. He hated that.

Teacher (lightly): "This is Ziel. He's joining us starting today. Let's be welcoming."

Ziel gave a single nod, just enough to satisfy the formality, and glanced around the room.

That's when he saw her.

Brooklyn.

She wasn't talking. Wasn't thinking anything Ziel could catch. Just watching—steady, curious. No judgment. No flirtation. That should've made it easier to ignore.

But it didn't.

A pressure crept into his chest, something cold and old, dragging a memory from the shadows of his mind.

A girl.
Pinned beneath rubble. Reaching out. "Help me."
He didn't move. Couldn't.
Then came pain. Then darkness. Then two years gone.

Ziel's hands tightened into fists at his sides. He pulled his gaze away fast and locked onto something else—Jen, Tayler. They were seated near Brooklyn. And for a flicker of a second, they looked at him like they remembered him.

But they couldn't. Could they?

Teacher: "You'll sit by the window. Next to Emma."

That, at least, was familiar. Safe.

He walked to the back, dropped into the seat by the window, and stared out. The sky. Trees. Open wind. Earth's sky was one of the few things that didn't lie.

Ziel and Emma are telepathically connected thanks to Ziel powers

Emma (gently): "Hey. You okay?"

Ziel: "Define 'okay'."

Emma leaned her head on her hand, watching him. "You were staring. A lot. Then you tensed up like someone just hit your nerves with a hammer."

Ziel didn't answer. His gaze drifted again, just for a moment, to Brooklyn. She was writing now, but he could feel her awareness like static.

Emma (quiet): "Are you going to kill everyone because they called you cute or hot? Especially Brooklyn. You know not everyone is like "

He snapped his head toward her. That look in his eyes—warning, cold and sharp.

Emma (immediately): "I didn't say her name. I wasn't going to."

Ziel looked away again, jaw tense.

Emma: "I just… I felt it. You shut down like you always do."

Ziel: "It's not her. It's the thought."

Emma nodded, but her eyes stayed soft. "Because thinking of anyone new… means remembering what you lost."

Ziel didn't respond. He stared out the window again, caught in the sway of leaves.

Emma (softer): "I know humans suck sometimes. A lot of the time. But not all of them are like the ones in those history books."

Ziel let out a cold, humorless breath.

Ziel: "I learned about humans through war. Through pain. They wrote their legacy in blood and fire. That's all Earth had to offer when we found it."

Emma (gently): "That was eighty years ago."

Ziel: "And nothing's changed. They just learned to lie better."

Emma didn't argue. She knew when not to.

Emma (smiling slightly): "You know… I miss your smile. Even the cocky one."

Ziel keep quiet

Emma (grinning): "Also, still waiting for you to tell me I look amazing today."

Ziel: "If I say yes, will you stop talking?"

Emma: "Nope. I'll talk more."

A faint twitch—something almost like amusement—touched his mouth. Almost.

He looked back out the window.

The sky, at least, didn't betray him.

School Courtyard – Lunchtime

The courtyard bustled with chatter, footsteps, and laughter, but Ziel sat at the far edge under a tree, away from it all. His back rested against the bark, his arms crossed loosely. The lunch Emma packed for him lay untouched beside him. His golden eyes scanned the sky lazily—always the sky.

He liked the sky. It reminded him of Eclipse. It reminded him of freedom.

Emma's voice suddenly cut through the background noise.

Emma (calling out, cheerful): "Zil—!"

Ziel flinched.

It was small—just a subtle twitch of the shoulders, a flash of alarm in his eyes—but Emma noticed. She stopped mid-step, blinking at him.

Emma (gentler, surprised): "Wait… did I just startle you?"

Ziel turned his head slowly, already back to his calm, emotionless self.

Ziel (quiet): "You were louder than usual."

Emma sat beside him with her sandwich, frowning in concern.

Emma: "Zil… that's never happened before. You always sense everything."

Ziel didn't answer right away. His gaze drifted back to the clouds.

Ziel (distant): "Just thinking."

Emma's eyes narrowed slightly, reading the shift in his energy.

His tone was like cold iron. Emma said nothing, only looked down, her smile fading a bit.

Emma (quiet): "You've been through more than anyone should. I get it."

Just then, Brooklyn Garcia, Jen Jones, and Tayler Jones approached.

Emma perked up, setting the mood back to light as they reached the tree.

Emma (smiling): "Hey, guys! Come sit with us."

They sit

Emma: " This is Zil"

Jen: "Zil, but the teacher called you Ziel"

Emma: "That's he's Earth name, he's real name is Zil"

Ziel "You can call me Jet"

Tayler: "Why"

Zil didn't answer. Emma knew the truth, that mean he didn't trust them

Emma: They know about what we are and power

Ziel: " What! You shou

Emma: They are also superheroes.

The group sat down, chatting and laughing, while Ziel remained silent, distant—but listening.

Tayler told a funny story about Jen tripping off the sidewalk, which got everyone laughing—except Ziel. He simply watched, arms still crossed, gaze unreadable.

Then suddenly—

Emma (groaning): "Ugh! I forgot a drink!"

Tayler: "Didn't you pack one?"

Emma (pointing at Ziel): "No, he dragged me out of the house before I could grab it."

Ziel didn't even blink.

Without a word, Ziel extended his hand. His drink rose into the air, glowing with a faint light. The liquid inside shimmered, then duplicated—an identical bottle hovered over and gently lowered into Emma's hands.

Emma (surprised): "Did… did you just duplicate your drink?"

Ziel (dryly): "You're welcome."

Emma (smirking): "Did you plan that from the start?"

He didn't answer.

Emma (grinning): "You totally did. You're not slick, Zil."

Ziel's lip almost twitched. The others caught none of it. Emma saw everything.

Brooklyn (eyes wide): "Okay, that was seriously cool. So… what else can you do?"

Ziel finally looked at her, gaze sharp and unreadable.

Tayler: "Emma said Eclipsians can use all type of powers, right?

Jen: "Do you control like… one or two?"

Ziel (flatly): "I have fire powers."

Tayler: But we just saw you using duplicate powers

Emma (quickly): "He doesn't like talking about it. Don't take it personally."

Ziel looked away. His powers were a secret. A truth buried since the betrayal.

Only Emma and Joe knew.

Emma glanced at him, remembering the conversation they'd had long ago.

Ziel (memory): "After Sara, no one can know. Not even a whisper."

She shook the memory off and took a sip of the drink he gave her.

Emma (teasing): "You're such a pain… but thanks."

Ziel didn't answer—but looked at her briefly. That was enough for her.

Then—

Tayler: "So, wait… I thought you two were related?"

Emma (nodding): "Yeah. Cousins. But Because we were both only children we grew up as siblings.

Jen: "You said your families were close to royalty back on your planet?"

Emma (glancing at Ziel, then back): "We were more than close. Our family was the next in line if anything happened to the royal bloodline."

Brooklyn: "Whoa… so that makes you the queen?"

Emma (shaking her head): "Nope. I'm from the second noble branch. Zil he's from the first."

All eyes turned to Ziel, who remained quiet.

Emma (smiling softly): "He's the real heir. Technically, the king now. But… he's always hated being noble. He didn't have friends because for him they junt wanted the money and the fame"

Ziel (coldly): "It's no different now."

Silence.

Brooklyn (carefully): "Do you think the royal family's really… gone?"

Ziel (gaze distant): "They had the best protection Eclipse could offer. It's possible… some of them survived."

Everyone was quiet again. Even the breeze seemed to hush.

Emma leaned toward him, resting her shoulder against his lightly.

Emma (quiet): "I miss your smile, you know."

Ziel (dry): "I didn't lose it. I just buried it."

Tayler, half through his sandwich, leaned forward on his elbows.

Tayler: "Okay, real talk. Emma told us Eclipse is wild, but I need to hear it from you guys. You're telling me every kind of power exists there?"

Emma (nodding): "Pretty much. If you can imagine it, someone probably has it. Element control, flight, time manipulation, mental projection, super senses…"

Jen (eyes wide): "Wait—like… anything? That sounds insane."

Brooklyn (curious): "And the Eclipse crystal? That's real too?"

Ziel's eyes remained on the sky, but he spoke, voice calm.

Ziel: "Real. And dangerous in the wrong hands."

Emma: "Our scientists figured out how to sync it with our biology. It absorbs and stores solar energy. Made us stronger. Eclipsians became one of the most powerful races in the galaxy because of it."

Emma: "Yep. Blue, yellow, red, and green. In that order—blue's the strongest, green's the weakest. The Eclipse Crystal pulls from all of them, but it's most reactive to the blue sun."

Tayler (low whistle): "And I thought I peaked when I learned to jump off a wall with lightning speed."

A sudden breeze picked up as Tayler raised his hand, sparks crackling between his fingers. Leaves fluttered wildly around him.

Tayler: "I control lightning and wind. Oh—and superspeed."

He smirked. "Fastest one here, no offense."

Jen smirked, crossing her legs. With a flick of her wrist, the grass beneath her shifted, tiny flowers blooming around her.

Jen: "Well, I'm no walking sun-battery, but I've got Earth, water, ice… and a little speed."

(She glanced at Tayler.)

Jen: "Not as fast, but fast enough."

Tayler (grinning): "Please. You're barely a blur."

Jen (smirking): "At least I don't crash into vending machines."

Tayler (mock offense): "That was one time!"

Brooklyn laughed softly, dark shadows curling and dancing at her fingertips.

Brooklyn: "I'm still figuring mine out. Dark energy. Illusions. I can… manipulate fear, sometimes."

(She hesitated.)

Brooklyn: "Name ideas? I was thinking 'Noctis.' Or maybe 'Umbra'?"

Tayler: "How about Shadow Queen?"

Brooklyn (smirking): "Bit much."

Emma: "No, that's kind of cool."

Ziel stayed quiet through the chatter, gaze fixed on the clouds overhead. But then—

Jen: "Hey, Jet…"

He looked over, slow and cautious.

Jen (careful): "Why do you kill criminals? Heroes don't kill"

Everyone went still.

Ziel's eyes narrowed slightly, and for a moment, he didn't speak.

FLASHBACK – 20 YEARS AGO

Location: Eclipse – Underground Facility

The room was dark, cold, and humming with electricity.

Ziel stood in the center, breathing heavily. His eyes burned gold, and energy crackled around his hands.

At his feet, Sara's father—the man who had held him captive for two years—was nothing but ash and twisted metal. The smell of smoke and burnt wires filled the air.

He hadn't hesitated.

No mercy. No second thoughts.

Just rage. And freedom.

The explosion had ripped through the chamber, tearing machines apart, crumbling the ceiling above. Ziel's hands still pulsed with leftover power from the blast.

He looked down at the scorch mark where his tormentor used to be.

For two years, that man had tortured him.

For two years, he was strapped to a chair, used like a lab rat.

All because Ziel had made the mistake of trusting Sara.

She had played the perfect part.

Kind. Supportive. Curious.

He told her the truth—about his powers, the Eclipse crystal inside of him, and how it allowed him to absorb and store the power of Eclipse's four suns:

Blue. Yellow. Red. Green.

From strongest to weakest.

He thought he could trust her.

Instead, she told her father everything.

They wanted to use him. Use the crystal to dominate the universe.

He was their key to control.

And now, Varek—the man who had turned his life into a nightmare—was dead.

But Ziel's fury wasn't gone.

"Zil?"

He turned sharply.

Sara stood in the doorway.

She froze when she saw the destruction.

Her eyes darted from the smoldering remains of her father to the scorched marks on the wall… to Ziel, whose body was glowing with raw power and fury.

Her voice cracked.

Sara: "What… what did you do?"

Ziel: "I ended him."

Sara: "You… you killed my father!"

Ziel: "He deserved worse."

Sara (stepping back): "You said you didn't want to hurt people—"

Ziel: "You said you cared."

She opened her mouth to speak, but he cut her off.

Ziel (voice low, shaking with rage): "You were in on it. You played along. Every visit. Every lie. You made me think I had someone."

Sara: "I did what I had to—"

Ziel: "You used me!"

Power surged through him again.

He stepped forward.

Sara turned and bolted down the hallway.

Ziel ran after her.

He wasn't sure what he was going to do—but the pain, the betrayal, the years of suffering—he couldn't let her walk away from that.

He wanted her to feel it.

He wanted her to suffer like she made him suffer.

Suddenly—SIRENS. FLASHING LIGHTS.

The facility doors burst open.

A squad of Eclipse officers stormed in, weapons drawn.

They froze when they saw him.

Gasps. Murmurs.

Officer: "Is that… Zil?!"

Another officer: "He disappeared two years ago!"

Ziel stopped in his tracks, standing tall but still burning with energy.

Officer: "What happened? Where were you?"

He glanced at the chaos behind him… and at Sara, trembling and wide-eyed further down the corridor.

Then, his voice was cold.

Ziel: "I was captured. Locked up. That's all you need to know. They apparently what Ted to escape Eclipse" Zil lied

The officers stared at him in disbelief.

Then she arrived.

Felicia, his mother, ran past the guards, nearly stumbling as she spotted him.

Tears streamed down her face.

She reached him and grabbed his face in her hands.

Felicia: "Zil… it's you… it's really you…"

She pulled him into a tight embrace, sobbing uncontrollably.

He didn't move at first.

He just stared ahead—expression blank.

After a long pause… his hand slowly rose and rested on her back.

But his eyes?

Still full of pain.

Still haunted.

The moment he'd finally been found… he didn't even feel relief.

Because whatever emotion he once had… it had been buried deep with everything else in that room.

PRESENT

Back under the tree, Ziel blinked. His jaw clenched.

Ziel (quiet): "Some people don't deserve mercy. Besides I stop being a hero a long time ago"

Tayler (frowning): "But… you really don't feel anything when you do it? No guilt?"

Emma (blurting): "He doesn't feel anything at all."

Ziel's head snapped toward her. His eyes burned—not with rage, but warning. Still, he sighed and let the moment go.

He raised his sleeve, revealing a faint glowing circuit embedded into his arm.

Ziel: "It's a regulator. It dampens my powers. Controls my emotions."

Brooklyn: "Why would you turn off your emotions?"

Ziel: "Because emotions get in the way. After what happened… I decided they weren't useful."

Emma looked away. Her smile faded. She gripped the grass beside her tightly.

Ziel felt it. Her guilt. It stung more than any power could.

She blamed herself. For Sara. For everything.

He didn't speak.

But later, he would.

He couldn't let her carry a weight for something she didn't know it was going to happen

INT. EMMA AND ZIL'S HOUSE – EVENING

The front door creaked open.

Ziel and Emma stepped inside, the soft golden light of the setting sun casting long shadows across the floor.

Jane (offscreen): "You two are back. How was school?"

Ziel didn't answer.

Emma (quietly): "It was… fine."

Jane appeared in the hallway, hesitating to ask more.

Emma (offhand, trying to ease her): "Don't worry—he didn't hurt anyone."

Jane sighed, though her shoulders didn't quite relax.

Emma: (with a small smirk) "Although… he wanted to."

Ziel's footsteps echoed down the hall as he disappeared into his room without a word. Jane watched him go, concern etched deep into her face—but not surprised.

INT. EMMA'S ROOM – HOURS LATER

The house had gone still.

Only the hum of distant cars filled the silence.

Ziel stood outside Emma's door, unmoving.

He raised a hand to knock.

No answer.

That was strange. It was only 7:30. She always stayed up late.

He slowly pushed the door open.

Moonlight spilled in from the window, casting soft shadows across the floor and walls. Emma lay curled under a thin blanket, breathing evenly.

She never slept this early.

Ziel sighed.

He stepped inside. With a soft wave of his hand, a shimmer of golden light flickered to life in his palm. The blanket floated gently, tucking itself snugly around her shoulders.

She didn't stir.

His eyes scanned the room… and paused.

On the desk chair, neatly folded, was her superhero suit.

Muted colors. Crisp seams. Ready.

Waiting.

Ziel stared at it.

Something shifted in his expression.

After a moment, he reached out and quietly picked it up. The fabric was cold beneath his fingers.

He held it for a long moment, staring down at it like it held answers he didn't want.

Then, without a word, he turned and slipped silently out of the room—closing the door behind him