ZenoMorph

Alona Hart is a seventeen year old girl clouded in mystery. Even her real name is unknown. Her journey has been tough and long and now she is finally ready to tell everything that has happened in her fight against corporation Z-Note

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13. Caught

Stealth missions aren’t something I enjoy but it has to be done. Especially in the world of the Zenomorph. The mission itself was harder than I thought it would be considering that they would know if it was me. That wasn’t the hard part of the night though looking back on it now.

 

This has to be one of the most stressful nights of my life. I put my hood up covering my blonde hair and using shades to cover my eyes. Using shades is a dumb idea but I’d rather they don’t see my eye colour because it can change if stressed out enough. I spent a majority of the day learning the science lab that my blood sample is in. It’s in the basement level where guards covering the entrance and the floor above and all the exits. There’s a way to the lab through the old boiler room as no-one goes in there anymore. I thought that would be my best bet as that one way through should be lightly guarded as it is less known route.

 

I work my way to the boiler room keeping to the shadows trying to avoid confrontation for as long as I possibly can but it’s inevitably going to happen. I turn my head slightly around the corner seeing the entrance through the boiler room. It’s only two guards but there’s no way around this without a fight. I better make it quick. I look up and cut off the CCTV camera monitoring the area. This should be easy enough. I drop a pebble to the floor causing an echo. I move to the other side as the guards leave the door and approach where the noise is coming from. Their backs are turned! I snap one guard’s neck as he realises that I’m there. The other has a short time to react but before he uses a gun to shoot me, I snap his neck as well. I look down at my head feeling rather disgusted at how easy I managed to do that.

 

The floor preceding the basement lab is heavily guarded. It would be though, wouldn’t it? There must be around five guards here and they have machine guns. This is going to be impossible to pull off without drawing any attention to myself. I pull out my silenced handgun and shoot one of the guards. I’m doomed. The other guards start shooting and bullets fly around the room. I go against another wall as the fire stops as they’re waiting for my next move. Think of something! I shoot one more guard but then the machine guns start to fire again. This is impossible! I’m surrounded here! I put my handgun on the floor. This can’t be happening!

 

My eyes open and I sit straight up. What the hell? What just happened to me? I look around and see a whole bunch of dead guards. I must have transformed again! That’s convenient. I take my handgun from behind the wall and head down into the basement lab. I cut off the CCTV camera again as this is the one that they’re all going to look at the most. This lab is state of the art which sets my teeth on edge. Everything related to science makes me nervous. I have my back to the door which has my blood sample inside. The door blasts open. I shoot the camera monitoring the lab and I point my handgun at both of the technicians analysing the blood.

“Hands up and step away from the samples!” I demand.

Never thought I would hear myself saying that. I shake my head needing to focus on the matter at hand here.

“Don’t make me say that again and turn that laser off!”

I look at all the blood samples and see that they’re all in boxes. There are five of them containing probably twenty samples in each box. I haven’t got the time to sort them all out. Even if I did, if I just got rid of mine that would confirm that I am definitely a Zenomorph. I’ve already caused this much trouble coming here so why be tidy. I open all the boxes to the limit and let all the samples smash to the floor almost like they’re dominos falling.

 

 

The blood covers half of the room and some of it is still flowing down the rest of the room. That’s charming. I feel sick. I walk around the room trying to avoid stepping on any blood but my boots are already completely covered in red liquid. I should have thought this through more. I open the window so I can jump out of it. I shoot both of the technicians before I do without actually turning around. I go to the back of the wall and run towards the window and jump out of it. I feel that sensation of flying before gravity catches up with me and I land on the ground rolling onto the pavement. I spit blood out of my mouth and then get back up quickly. I take off my boots knowing that the blood trail will lead right back to my room. I’ve already created an absolute devastation in there and managing to get away with this is going to be practically impossible but there was no way that I could this without being caught at some point.

 

I get back to the hallway, my feet freezing from walking on a cold pavement without proper footwear. When stealth missions happen, they aren’t as glamorous as we like to believe. I need to change my clothes as well. It smells like I’ve been in a blood waterfall which is absolutely sickening. I put my clothes and boots into a plastic bag. There’s no way I’ll get that smell out. I might as well burn that outfit. God, I need a shower. I can still feel the blood on me and it’s making my skin crawl.

 

The hot water makes contact with my skin relaxing me immediately. I still need to think about how I’m going to pull off my alibi but no-one saw me leave my room although I still need to look awake tomorrow. At least this part of the nightmare is over but there’s still the aftermath to follow.

 

Thank God that this is over. I can’t even sleep yet because I can still feeling the adrenaline pumping. I hear a knock at my door and I let out an annoyed moan. Who would want me at this hour? Then again, I’m up at this hour.

“Coming.” I whisper quietly.

I open the door rubbing my eyes under the guise of having been abruptly woken up which isn’t that hard to act. I see Jaden standing there with a serious look on his face which seems to break the act.

“Come in then.” I say.

He enters my room and automatically notices the blood-stained clothes in the plastic bag but there isn’t a strong scent unless you’re a Zenomorph. I feel my heart beat raise as soon as he sees that.

“What is it?” I ask nervous but coming off more as tired.

“You know what so don’t pretend.” Jaden confirms.

“No, I don’t know what.”

“Yes, you do!”
“Jaden, I’m not in the mood to play these games right now so if that’s what you’re going to do then leave!”

I don’t mean to be snappy but after everything this is just something that I don’t want to hear right now.

“Zenomorph.” Jaden says.

The room suddenly becomes really silent when I hear that word and I look straight in his eyes seeing the betrayal written there.

“That’s what you are, isn’t it?”

“No.”

“Don’t lie to me, Alona! I can see the blood-stained clothes which must have come from the blood samples! You were relieved when the announcement was delayed! Also your room was empty beforehand meaning you were planning on running!”

The evidence is against me. There’s no way of denying this and there isn’t any evidence in my favour. Why did he have to find out?

“Fine.” I confirm simply.

“Why did you become my friend? Was it some sick thrill?”

I shake my head in absolute disbelief of hearing that. Out of everything that I have done recently, that’s the one thing that isn’t true.

“No! Of course not! I didn’t mean to grow so close to you guys! It wasn’t planned, trust me. I only came here with the intention of finding someone important.”

“You’re lying.”

“Look at me!”

Jaden looks at me and I can see how hard he is trying not to cry which makes me feel like I just ripped his heart out. I feel my own tears starting to well up inside of me. Jaden actually sees that I’m telling the truth.

“After a while, I got used to life here and I didn’t want to leave. I grew so attached to this life. It really hurt lying to you but I couldn’t tell the truth. It would mean me being tracked down by Z-Note.”

“So you go back where you’re supposed to be. I don’t see the problem.”

The attempt of holding back tears becomes futile when they start flowing down my face like a torrential rain storm.

“My parents were involved with Z-Note for years. It led to us relocating all the time. My mom disappeared when I was seven and I haven’t seen her since. I think Z-Note captured her. Eventually, my brother and I were picked to be Zenomorphs. My dad tried to spare us from that fate. He failed as we had no choice as it was the only way we could escape. The whole mansion we were in was blown up with my dad inside. Z-Note was responsible for the death of my parents. They have to pay for that!”

I wipe the tears from my face feeling some relief for saying all that out loud instead of bottling it up like I normally do.

“It doesn’t change anything.”

“Not what I’ve done since but I just think you should know about what I am if you’re going to judge me.”

I bring out my rucksack from under my bed knowing that I had to go now. I have no choice. It’s going to point in my direction now but I’m not going to tell anyone where I’m heading. It’s too risky. Jaden isn’t going to be able to face me now that he knows the truth about what I am. It isn’t fair if I stay here now.

“What are you doing?” Jaden asks.

“I don’t what my future holds anymore but it’s time to face it isn’t in Mideel.” I answer.

“Where are you going to go?”

“I can’t tell you that. No-one can know but me. So are you going to tell everyone then?”

“I’m not sure.”

I nod not wanting to push him any further. I would prefer if he didn’t but I’m not allowed the nerve to ask him not to. I put my rucksack on my left shoulder feeling the tears coming again at the way I’m leaving here.

“If it means anything, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I wish...”

I pause not sure whether I should admit this or not. It doesn’t seem right to admit what I really feel now considering that Jaden isn’t going to listen probably. He might think I’m playing a mind game.

“What?” Jaden responds with little patience.

“Doesn’t matter.” I say shaking my head.

“Yeah, well it maybe matters to me!”

I stand in my doorway wondering whether I should just walk away or tell the truth. It’s what he deserves from me at the least. I close my eyes feeling a tear run down my face.

“That I just followed my heart for once.” I admit.

Jaden’s eyes widen as hears those words realising what I meant but I walk out of the room before I hear his response. It’s too hard and too painful for me.

 

Walking out of the school feels so devastating to me. I’ve been emotionally invested in this place for such a short amount of time that it feels like I’m leaving a part of my soul behind. I look back the once and then I turn around again knowing that I had to move on again and go back to why I set off in the first place.

 

One of the hardest nights of my life. I know that he has to still make his mind up about me. I wouldn’t ever admit to how hard this night was to him now. There wasn’t any doubt where he belonged in my mind. There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do to make him forget that night.

 

Still if I had another chance, I wouldn’t change a thing. There weren’t even any headlights on the road that night. Everyone was sleeping tight and nobody was going to find me. I disappeared.

 

I couldn’t find a way to stay there. Aim high but I shoot low. I really need to start over again even though I was living a lie. It seemed to make me forget.

 

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