Evolution

Evolution: Chapter 19

Days melted into one and other, and I felt it.

Change passed through me, doing something I didn't understand. Never did I imagine the best company I could find would be in Zero.

Yet, here we were.

Our cabin had been cleared out, no one was happy. They wanted us separated but the ones here were too afraid to remove Zero, and even more scared to take me from her. Between us, she'd made it clear who she wanted to be with.

And no one wanted to see the Zero they'd already met.

Before, I used to always wonder how Zero found the energy to stay up so late. Watching black melt across blue, watching it sink under trails of new shades. Every night, I always knew she would be awake.

I just don't know when I started doing it.

So much time was spent in here, that they started to deliver my meals along with hers. Zero paced the floors like a caged animal, eyes trained on the windows. Always watching what was happening outside, eyes alight with knowledge.

If I cared enough to pay attention, it would have worried me.

When a fist knocked against the door, I already knew it was Sloane. Zero rolled her eyes towards the ceiling with an exasperated sigh, "Again?" She muttered, ripping open the door in annoyance, "What do you want?"

My back was comfortable laid into my mattress, unwilling to move. It wasn't because I was tired, in fact, I hadn't felt this much energy in years. It bounced around me like a ball of live electric, keeping me up through the night.

Feeding off my exhaustion, refueling me during the day.

"Selene. How are you feeling?" Sloane ignored Zero with a pointed look, trying to look around her to see me, "You've not left here in a couple of days. You're starting to worry some people."

Zero scoffed at that indignantly, "I'm in here every day," She reminded the in house scientist, the woman who was supposedly curing all those sick humans, "You don't see any damage in me, do you?"

The dry humor in her tone made me chuckle a little, gaining an approving smirk from her. My eyes stared up at the ceiling above us, "I'm fine." I drawled, drawing up my knees to my chest as I sat up, "See you tomorrow? Same time, right?"

Sloane didn't look amused in the slightest at my tone. I found it really hard to care. Giving Zero a sidelong glance, she welcomed herself to step into the cabin. It made me move onto my feet before I could stop myself, my gaze not leaving her.

"Did you know," Sloane began in a smooth enough tone. Her smile patient as she came to sit on the arm of the couch, ignoring the tears in the fabric, "That when it came to designing the Splice DNA, it was my aunt who helped Ripper. Of course, I inherited most of it; I used it for my work in Chimera's. Which means I'm pretty familiar with it."

Zero lowered her head, eyes tracing every one of the woman's movements. Caution bright in her icy gaze as she casually sat across from her in the bed, "Familiar." She repeated, her tone mocking. She quirked a fine brow at Sloane, "It's not the same as knowing, is it?"

"Some might say it's better." Sloane suggested, drumming her fingers against her thighs, "It gives a more...more open perspective, if anything. You could say, it shows us what others can't see."

Sitting back down on my bed, I couldn't help but look at Sloane. I liked the heavy lace up boots she wore on her feet. The way she always appeared, as if she had an answer for any of your troubles. It made me want to ask a question, but something prevented me.