It's been six months.

Six months since I ran.

Six months since I "died".

Six months since I got a brother.

Six months since he ran with me.

Six months since I got a sister.

Five months since I became her apprentice.

Five months since my first steal.

Five months since my first rescue.

Five months since I've seen my parents.

Four months since I've seen my uncle.

Four months since I've grown accustom.

Four months since it felt right.

Three months since I've fought a Naga.

Three months since I've been to weird world.

Two months since I remembered everything.

But you know, it's not time to go home yet.

Zak moved quickly across the roof. He grew used to this life. Abbey was his mentor, and her student was his sister like friend. She was named Amber because her hair was the same color as an amber fossil. She was Epsilon's daughter.

She wore a light blue battle suit with black flames on her arms. Like all mercenaries, she wore the Van Rook mask. It was a symbol of power and honor. She, Zak and Francis had one. Francis enjoyed this life more than the one with Epsilon. He actually smiled. Here was a family. Zak knew it was wrong to stay after he gained his memories. But it would be far worse to leave his brother behind. He knew Komodo and Fisk already believed he was dead so they could wait a bit longer.

They were now focused on there mission. Abbey sold a man a rhino dolphin. Their job was to steal it back. She did this so they could resell it over and over again until the poor bloke gave up or went broke. Although Zak didn't agree with selling it in the first place, he was more than happy to steal it back.

They all got close.

"So Zak my man with the plan. What are we doing?" asked Amber.

"I'm going to calm down the rhino dolphin, you are going to lift the tank into the ship and Francis…," he said giving Francis the chance to add anything he forgot.

"I'll get the firecracker beetles he's been breeding," he said in a monotone.

"You go get um boy pops!"

"It's Francis."

"Whatever you say little daddio!" she said happily. Francis moaned. Because he was Epsilon's clone, it was awkward to try and really figure out how they were related. But Zak smiled. These two would always lift someone's spirits.

They entered the building. Quickly Zak calmed the rhino dolphin. He was relieved he remembered how to work his powers. He remembered what happened. Zak Monday died with his powers but Zak lived without. That allowed him to perform a ritual that would bring him back from the dead. All he would have to do was tip the scale off the light and dark dimensions. And the best way to do that was to restore his own duplicate's power, thereby forcing him to be revived.

It saved him when he, Ulraij and Wadi were fighting Nagas without his memory. He also remembered that he got this on his birthday. It really sucked. Besides the gifts. He still remembered Wadi's. It was a small peck on the lips. He couldn't stop blushing. He remembered how cold it felt in the chamber. How lonely he'd been. He felt everyday creep by slowly as he sat there and waited.

He remembered the crack, and seeing Epsilon and Francis's face staring at him. He remembered fainting as he said stay back. Which all led up to living with them for a year and faking their deaths. Epsilon and the grey men broke him out about half a year after he had been frozen. They wanted him to eventually become a weapon for the sake of humanity.

Amber pulled the dolphin out and Francis was hauling a tray of firecracker beetles when they heard a smash. Zak pulled out a staff. It had once held the hand of Tsul' Kalu. But that was in the air ship with his parents. Now it was just a weapon.

"You guys go on ahead, I'll be right there."

"Okay! Come on Bill Nye the science guy!"

"It's Francis!"

They both left stealthily. Zak walked around quietly to see what made the noise. He saw a back of a man. He looked a lot like Doyle. Even the Van Rook mask on his face. But Doyle never wore that mask any more.

"If you're here for the dolphin, it's gone," said Zak. He dealt with harder people. I mean he remembered taking down Munya. How hard could this joker be?

"So it's been moved huh? Then your going to tell me where it is," he said. The voice sent a chill down his spine. It sounded just like his uncle. He thought for a moment and smiled. He doesn't know it's me. Because I've gotten older and my voice has come in more. His voice was still not deep or low, but it was full and rich. Unlike his watery voice when he was younger.

"Ah Doyle. You really think Abbey's little apprentice would know where that little scamp is?"

Zak felt tension from his uncle. He knew that he was a tough opponent, but he also taught him how trick and con people. He knew exactly where the dolphin was. And he knew Doyle didn't like to kill people unless they hurt his family personally. And Zak hadn't touched a hair on their heads in a violent way ever.

"If you want to go catch her I'd go North."

"No way, I'm going East," he said flying off in a huff.

Pity. They went West.

He waited a minute and went toward the rendezvous point. He was unaware that Doyle was waiting for him. When Zak was half way there, he was jumped. Doyle was on his back.

"Alright kid, you're going to tell me where that dolphin and Abbey are," he said pushing the mask into the ground. Zak knew he had three choices. Lie, attack, or slip away. Lying hadn't worked. And he wasn't in a good position to attack. He slipped out of his mask, realizing that his secret that he was alive might be gone. He slid out from under Doyle. He quickly pushed him off the mask.

Doyle looked over. He only saw half of the face. And it was a bit of a blur, and it was fast. But he could see Zak's face. Almost like when Drew saw him she saw their dad. He even had a small tuff of white. Whether it was fuzz, a trick of light, or real, he couldn't tell. The kid had put the mask on too soon. He felt frozen. Even when the kid ran off, he couldn't move for another fifteen minutes. All he could think was He's alive.

Zak thought about going back but he knew it was a bad idea. He was going to run back to his secure and save place. In Abbey's arms. With Francis's cooking and Amber's sly remarks. He was eager to see them. Like when he had been separated from Fisk when he was kidnapped by Argost. When he got to the rendezvous point, he could tell they were cloaked. He walked up close.

"Yo tengo un gato en fuego en mis pantalones," he said. He was pulled inside shortly after.

"We seriously need to change that password," said Francis.

"Aw come on, its fun to say I have a flaming cat in my pants."

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