It was good to be back…
That was the only world that could describe how Zeras felt as he sat among his crew at the lab. It was almost like it was only yesterday that Zeras had seen them. They were just like he had left them, and that was when Zeras realized the truth of what happened.
He was perhaps the only one that changed. And also, Annalise might have also changed a bit, as for the first ti Zeras saw her cry. It was sothing he had never thought was possible for sobody like her. She didn’t have the na The Fiery Analyst for nothing.
The group had talked and they had asked him almost 3000 questions, to which Zeras had answered to the best of his ability, but so were best left out, and he weaved through them, not providing much detail.
He had learned that they all thought he was dead since the EIA declared it officially and three months after his disappearance and they added his na to the list of the dead anomalies ranking.
An honorary ranking for the abnormalities who died in their mission. That sealed any doubt they might have, and eventually, they moved on with life.
To the crew, the day was the best day of their lives as they were punched in the heart with two good news, the first being the war suddenly ending and the Giarans calling to bury the hatchet while the other was their long-lost friend and lab junior suddenly coming back to them alive and breathing.
The night eventually ca, and the group dispersed back to their various room, and the Zeras also visited his appointed room one last ti. The shelves present within have been doubled even more, with the books literarily covering everywhere, and there were more than hundreds of books placed on the tables.
The single sofa present was still the sa as ever and the glass table never changed, but what surprised Zeras the most were the various pictures of him that were hung on the wall, pictures of him and Moneca that he never knew was taken at all and they were present on basically every shelf in the room.
Walking toward one of the pictures, his eyes stared at the image present, the image of Instructor drilling a nock on his head as his arms flailed wildly in the air, no doubt screaming his lungs out from the pain.
His hands automatically reached out for the pictures, but his smile soon faded away as his hands stopped mid-air and he took them back.
STEP
STEP
The sound of footsteps rang out from the side, as Instructor Moneca ca to stand beside him, donning purple pyjamas as her loose hair flayed to the wind, so of them passing by his hands.
“I’m sorry, Zeras…” Instructor Moneca said as Zeras shook his head without saying a word.
“I know you’re angry because I never even visited at all. I tried too, but it’s just impossible…” Instructor Moneca said as Zeras turned to look at her, eyes staring into her eyes.
“I’m not angry, Moneca. I just feel like it’s…unfair. If it was my student who lost his cultivation base, then even if I am chained to the top of the EIA main base, I would have still found a way to see him. Even if it’s just a note or anything. I would have tried all I could to make him know that I didn’t forget about him. That…I’m still rooting for him.”
“But I never saw your letter, Moneca. Don’t tell Commander Leviron would have refused if you had handed him a piece of paper to give to . He would have delivered it, but I never saw it. Nobody picked up the call when I lost everything. Only a single person did, the person I least expected to. None of all of you that I believed so much in, that I called a family even tried at all. You all just…moved on…. without …” Zeras said with a smile, yet tears dripped down her eyes as she looked at that smile.
She knew it wasn’t a smile at all. It was an intense sadness that even tears couldn’t convey. The feeling of being betrayed, she had felt it once before. It was what had given her the na that everyone called her.
“I just ca to see you all one more last ti. It seems you are all doing pretty ok, and I’m happy you’ve now been finally freed.”
“Please, No, Zeras…”
“Also thanks a lot for teaching how to drive a spaceship, it helped a lot of ti…” Zeras said as he slowly stepped backward and in the next second, Instructor Moneca rapidly reached her hands outwards to him, but he disappeared into nothing but wisps and faded away as she landed on the ground.
Her hands still reaching out yet they never caught anything. Slowly she clenched her outstretched hands tightly as her fingers drove into her palms and purple blood dripped down her hands.
“Don’t leave …too…” Instructor Moneca cried as she withdrew into her legs, the sound of a mournful cry reverberating through the small room.
But the rest of them were also in their room, and they all could hear everything Zeras had said. None of them was a lie. They had truly never tried looking for him. None of them had, only after a year or two, did his mory magnify in their head, and they finally dealt with the guilt of what they had done.
Tears slipped down Aurelia’s eyes, dripping on the notebook that she held in her hands as her teeth tightly bit against her cheek.
It had pained her the most because Zeras had truly co to accept this radiant pink-haired lady as his sister. But when her brother had faced the most difficult situation in her life, where was she? She had continued working on those chemicals, trying to forget that he ever existed.
It was…Unfair.
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