A Blessing and a Curse

Chapter 4

I thought my heart jumped out of my throat.

That was the information, the cure for the Infected. Was it even possible? Was there really a way to cure the monsters and turn them back into people? A way to save my parents?

"Can you tell us what you found so I can report it back to Fulcrum?" Hera asked Tseebo.

   "Tessbo was told not to share any information except to Fulcrum," he replied. Hera seemed a little disappointed but nodded blankly.

I was disappointed too, a cure was what everyone needed. A chance to live a normal life without fear. Well, as normal as it gets. I don't remember the last time actually being happy. My whole life has been of a street rat, surviving, no trusting, and hope to live another day.Well, I broke the 'no trusting' part but that doesn't mean I put my full faith and trust in them. For all I knew, I could get backstabbed, literally.

"So, what now?" Zeb asked.

"We take Tessbo to Fulcrum," ponytail answered.

"Ezra..." I almost jumped when hearing my name then turned to the person. Hera looked at me for a moment then asked, "What do you think we should do with Tessbo?"

   At first, I was taken back by the question and could tell the I wasn't the only. My face changed into one of anger. I could feel energy pulse through me and my hands.

   "Honestly," I clenched my teeth continuing, "I could care less." My hand clutched my arms tightly not sure why I was angry. I slid out of the seat and stomped into the bathroom, closing and locking the door.

   My breathing was irregular like I just ran a marathon. I leaned over the sink then looked up in the mirror. Dark circles under my eyes, teeth clenched, chest heaving from breathing to hard, and my eyes had little specks of yellow.

   "Kid, are you okay in there?" Ponytail called from the other side.

   "I'm...fine," I replied, trying to not shout.

   "You don't sound fi-"

   "I said..." I yelled, cutting him off then calmed down,"...I'm fine. Just-just go away and leave me alone."

   This didn't feel normal. I don't get angry so easily at little things like that. Why do I feel like this though? Why do I feel like yelling at everyone and just hide away?

   I looked back down and closed my eyes, finding peace.

   "Ezra"

   My eyes immediately opened. I knew this voice. The man and the woman's voice weren't the only ones but they were the good side. Like my guardian angels that sat on the left side of the shoulder. Yet, this was the bad side, the demon that sits on the right shoulder. He whispers things into my ear that can give a grown man chills.

    "You are weak. Pathetic. Afraid."

   That's when I realized the reasoning for my anger. I am afraid. I'm afraid of choosing what happens to Tessbo. To leave him with strangers or get captured by the Empire. Possibly getting him killed in the process.

   Yet, what doesn't make sense is why I would care? Just a minute ago, I told the crew that I could care less about what happens to him. Now, I'm rethinking everything all over again.

   The man who left me to die but also has important information to cure the world.

I sighed and glanced in the mirror to see that my eyes were back to their normal blue.