The Misfits

Forgiveness-24

Zayn's POV

The kid is dead. Dead. How could somebody just let a kid die like that?

After the enemy troops had retreated I decided it was time for a much-needed walk. I needed to think everything through because I didn't wanna pull a stunt like Alex. I don't hear a broken arm calling my name, not today at least.

I walked to the stream I knew so well by now, memorizing the countless trees and rocks as I walked by. I could still see tents which meant I need to go farther. Right now complete isolation is my goal. I continued walking passing through a few small animals which caught me by surprise because we had people with Earth elemental powers send them away so they wouldn't get hurt in the war. I guess Mother Nature always gets her way through, right?

Once I couldn't hear or see any signs of civilization I began to talk to myself out loud. There is just too much on my mind to do this in my head.

"I don't get how could they do this? I know I probably would have done the same thing to Thomas, but that's different, isn't it? No, no, no, it isn't! What am I saying?! I know I'm saying! That kid needed to die so that we can live. That's fair, a life for billions of them. Alex is just being selfish! We knew people were going to die. We just need to man up and deal with it," I began pacing around, being careful not to crash into anything.

"Not to mention because of this one kid's life now we can defeat The Killer. If we can defeat him I think it'll be worth one measly kid design. I'd kill off all of the other for him die. Heck, I'd kill half the world population just so this could be over. But on the other hand, how do we even do it? How do we kill The Killer? His name just shouts 'I kill people for fun!' If we can't figure it out, this kid died for nothing. I don't want that. Do I? I feel like the whole world is depending on a few kids! That's because of it true I guess. How did my life come to this? Why can't I just be normal, whatever that is? I should be rebelling and skipping school right now, but nooooooo I have to go defeat some evil murderer because I was born with superpowers!"

I heard some kind of noise from far off but it went unnoticed as I continued to rant.

"You know, I'm done! I'm done having to fix things! I'm done being the only one who can save the world. I'm done having to help people! I'm done being the good guy! I'm done being the hero."

"Finally somebody come to their very dulled sense," a deep voice called out making my head turn. I wanted to flee so badly, but something clicked inside of me. I'm also done running. This is my battle.

"Who is there?" My voice demanded not daring to falter.

The person walking out the woods gave me a grin before saying, "What? Are you not happy to see your dad?"

Slowly gaining confidence I took a step closer to my 'dad' and said, "By dad do you mean the coward that can't even stand up to his 13-year-old sons himself?"

My father's grin was unwavering on his face before he said, "I guess that works too."

I gave him my world famous glare and his grin still stayed on his face. What fazes this guy? Then he started looking oddly to the left before saying, " Although sometimes people make different decisions when people are watching. Say and do things they know are not right."

What does that mean? I didn't do anything weird did I? Wait for a minute...

"I see what you mean. But how far does someone have to go to be unseen and unheard? Someplace where even bug can't go?"

He seemed to ponder my message for a second. Even though I want to stab him in many different places, I need to hear what he has to say. It might be the difference between life or death.