I felt the last of my energy drawn out from me. They were after me now."Oh dear. What are you going to do?" Gwen said to me, I could feel the tremor in my voice. We spoke briefly and I returned home because The police men were heading for my house now. Dad answered them and he brushed his chin stepping out. "Yes, officers, may I help you?" He asked quirking his eyebrow and they spoke briefly trying to step inside. Beck paled and he took Lois away as dad asked him to."We just need to ask your son some questions." He said to him scrawling on a notebook and I lurched in. "About what?""Pertaining to the murder of Petra Jackson." He stated and Dexter gazed upstairs at me. He looked conflicted. I wanted to take up my cloak and disappear. I took shaky steps and I descended the stairs keeping my face straight. Though asking for my alibi was not always the case. I took record of the cop with brown hair and a scar running down his lip. I gulped. I was scared of how much I looked bad on f

I remembered what Gwen said, the Klozars shouldn't know that I was still alive. Zed faked my death. As far as they were concerned, they gave it to another earthling. It was over, I thought I would make the tabloids or whatnot but I was temporarily off the hook. Being a hero I no longer had to worry about my security but everyone else around me, even Oogie was invulnerable so my dad, siblings, any other connections all become targets that could be used to hurt me, trap me, or get me killed because I no longer had to worry about my own survival. Emotions like anger, love, and fear were unbelievably overwhelming and could make even the most secure and well thought-out plan crumble. That was the kind of world we lived in. Not to mention that if the government would be trying to control me, turn me into a weapon. Or better yet take away the nanites, god, even Zoldor, they could recreate it or try to make a prototype. No wonder the Morphians were wary of me. They knew about us and they were

"It's a rather volatile means of transportation capable of scattering a person molecularly throughout the universe." Gwen said. "And?""It's never been tested and one wouldn't be able to recover.""Never?" I sat in the corner quiet and he glared at me. "So. What do I do with you?" He said and frowned. Whatever it was was entirely up to him now. "I don't know.""Of course you don't. You'll rot in jail if I had a say about it. You have a lot to compensate for." He said with a bitter edge to his voice. I had college, I just realised how much I disappointed them. "If I'm gone, then who's going to protect my family? They can't know that I'm the Knight, they really can't and the Klozars can't know that I still exist." He scoffed. "You faked your own death too, huh? How nice."I paused at Ash configurating. [ Searching for records ]"Records like what?"[ There is a camera installed in your helmet hat records everything you take notice of ]"Even unconciously?"[ I'm afraid not, Zack.

He turned back and he found Zandax leaping toward him. ... I arrived in my suit pushing on and I noticed that Gwen and Conrad were in trouble, I couldn't bring the heart into the battlefield unless the battle escalated but there were no other vehicles around and the big villain was gaining on them. I summoned the heart and a heavy looking Klozarian with an axe on a building whacked at me. It was powerful enough to slam me out of the sky. I landed hard and I coughed turning over. Conrad glanced at me and I summoned the car. The giant leaped down and stumped on me. Messages blurred my face and I gripped him by the neck. He kneed me in the gut."Whoa, whoa, whoa!" He spun me around several times and pounded me against a wall. I fell back and he undercut me to the floor. I had no time to look up."Who are you supposed to be?""I am Zandax, hero of Planet Klozar. Tamer of criminals and fugitives who pose as obstacles to Lord Gondomier." He said. "Some hero you are. Wrecking my home_I

I was in prison without trial because the councilman Tibeus and I admitted to unlicensed euthanasia. He was ready to throw me under the bus. I was offered a prison ID, stripped down for inspection. I squirmed in an attempt to cover myself. Let me say that embarrassment is one of the worse case scenarios that could ever happen to me. I was self-conscious as they patted me for any foreign objects on my body. Too bad, it was gone now. I walked as stiff as a hiker out of the Arctic to receive my prison orange clothes. Red as a tomato, I was left bare and exposed to my shame. They laughed at me, they knew I claimed to be the Mecha Knight. A fresh wave of pain came over me. Pain worse than embarrassment. I couldn't get the image of Lord Gondomier slaughtering my family out of my head. This was more than I bargained for but Zed had warned me. Tears streamed down my eyes. Where was Zed? Where was he the time the Klozars arrived? He destroyed the entire neighbourhood and there were possib