Worlds of Waves and Shadows

Thirty Three

He panted, panicked gaze landing on Kaenisa.

Something was wrong. Her eyes were red, and her cheeks, tear-stained. A pang of worry mixed with fear made his heart skip a beat. It took everything in him to not embrace her right at this instant.

The fact that her father was standing right beside him helped too.

"What do you mean, another discrepancy?" Zaira frowned, alarm evident on her face.

"Another difference in energy levels has been picked up by Asher...." Cazek replied.

But Zaic's mind had already wandered back to their conversation.

"I talked to your father this morning." The General had informed without looking up from the Digi-glass in his hand.

The face of his father, The King, had flashed before Zaic's eyes, "And?"

He hadn't talked to King Zorian in quite a while unless one counted the exchange of brief greetings and information as conversation.

That was probably why a spark of hope had ignited within his heart, "Did he ask about me?"

The words had escaped his lips before he could even think or stop them.

"No," Cazek had replied after a pause, voice a little more gentle, something like pity in his amber stare, "He asked for a task report and informed me that the two brought from the USA and Nigeria, like these three, too possess Atlantean and Et-" Cazek said.

"I see." Zaic's eyes had darkened, lips pressed in a thin line as the embers of hope he had been clinging to, disappeared, "Any mutants in Nigeria or USA?"

"Deimos is leading the task force there. But far, no mutants have been found."

"How does he fare," Zaic asked.

"Well. Hopefully" Cazek answered.

Zaic remembered thinking how a major thing he and his brother had in common was and always will be having absentee fathers.

"So," Cazek spoke after a pause. "How did the mutants come back? I thought you all had killed them."

"I do not know. We had burned them. I didn't think that there was any chance for them to walk back out and create more of their kind."

"I see."

"At least now we have the weapon. Their blood."

"We do." Cazek had said, leaning back into his seat.

Having nothing more to talk about, Zaic had begun to leave after giving The General a curt nod, heaving an internal sigh of relief.

'Maybe Cazek had forgotten about him and Kaenisa.' He had thought.

"Where do you think you are going?"

Well, fuck.

"I thought our conversation was over." Zaic replied, heart, palpitating at the speed of light.

"It isn't." Cazek had said, standing up and walking out from behind his desk, "I vaguely remember you saying something about kissing my daughter in the woods."

Zaic had swallowed, "Ye...yes?"

"Good for you." The General had paused, looming over him, "But if you hurt her or her feelings..... I trust you understood the meaning behind my words, yes?"