The Hatching Potion (0)

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"What were you doing down there!?" My parents shouted angrily as I begin to wallow in my chair. I didn't know where to start. I glanced at the basement door, my old room where Twitch now sat, all tied up. At least everyone made it out safely.

"You could've been killed! What happened if he actually killed you!"

"But.. But he didn't.." ZAC mumbled. Their anger began to reflect on me. It was burning in my heart. I sigh heavily. "Look.. I was only trying to help. Those people were killed by something! I had to fix it!"

"No you didn't!" My mom shouts. "You didn't have to! There was no reason why you would go down there! You could've been discovered! Killed! My checkup showed instability! In your throat and your arms! One more hit and you would've died!"

I lightly touch my hand and throat. They were still numb. It was still healing. "I.. I just wanted to use my powers! You and dad always make people's lives better! Why can't I!?" I stomp the floor angrily, a dent could be seen. "You always told me to use powers for good.."

"This isn't about what I tell you ZAC!" my Dad yelled. "This is about what really happened! You dissembled from this madman.. You disobeyed your mother's orders, and you brought a maniac to our very house!"

"he's not a maniac! He's.. just lost! He can be changed!" I know that he could've been. If he was a monster, he would've killed me and tortured me. It just seemed like he wanted someone to be around."

My father ran to the kitchen and grab a newspaper and the arrow he found in my body, one of a rusted, bronze rod and a poisonous green arrow head. He slams the newspaper in front of my face and points to the image of the man's face filled with arrows as his flesh melted with the poison below him. Around him were the scattered arrows that missed their target.

"Look at them!" my dad screamed, pointing at the scattered weapons. "Look at them!! You know what he did. You know what he did to all of them! And you think you could save him!?" He pierced into my yellow eyes with hate-filled bloodshot ones. "And he even attempted to kill you too.." He touched my right hand slightly. I retracted back in fear and I begin to look into it. There was still a noticeably yellow-brown hue to it, numb with pain. "This isn't the only time he's been seen. He destroyed many sewage reform projects. The plague rat that killed millions. And you want to protect him?

I look away, unable to face the fact that I was wrong. I knew what I felt back there. It wasn't a murderer. It was something else..

"That's it. No more going out!"

"What!?" I shout. "You can't do that! A lot of people are depending on me. You know the ventilation systems here in Zaun! Some of them get rusty and some of them broke y'know! If I don' fix it, it will get worse!"

"And what about everything else ZAC! Everything else you did outside!"

"Ligius..." my mother said. "Let's calm down. Let me handle thi-"

"No! He needs to learn this Mary." He glances at me. "We know that you've been fighting crimes, submerging factories, protecting everyone, everything! Do you know what that does for us. Do you what that does for him? The man who found you." My dad pauses for a brief second. "You don't want to go back there don't you.."

"............no," I mumble quietly. My hands began to clench firmly. I have to do this. I don't care what my parents said; if I can't do this, then what use are my powers. I want to see the impact it has. I want to believe it could do more good than harm. I want to see people be happy down here..