The Zed Analytical Number Nine
Deja Vu

Zweta and Zaskia appear to be fighting after a trajectory of light is able to divide the situation.

"Where are you going?" Zweta asked to confirm something.

"He can still ask. Is there nothing else he can do? Truly, at this time I do not want to be rebuked by anyone!," Zaskia protested inwardly.

"Don't do anything harmful" he said. He knows what important things to do.

As no response was answered, Zweta seemed to observe light that could be seen through stars, galaxies and celestial bodies leaving its source years ago.

"Even the furthest objects that can be buried in the universe, is what we see on earth today. But the massive explosion occurred about 13.8 billion years ago. I can't stop thinking, this incident is almost close to his theory," said Zweta while taking a book of knowledge not far from him.

"Very troublesome!," he complained as he walked a few steps to inspect the area in the lower room.

Zinta heard the friction of the entrance on the iron-plated floor of the upper room and moved closer to her hearing. Someone came as if he could read his mind, and he stopped. The gaze was now turning into a wistful one, he came down from a rung of stairs and exhaled slowly.

"How long has he been here? Even I just saw it," he said inwardly.

He looked at her pensively. "Hi, are you busy? I'm sorry that I'm lost, can you let me stay here?" he said, trying to get closer.

But his steps seemed to move away, because he gasped when the girl started a conversation with him.

"Does this mean I can't stay? Well thank you," said Zinta as she turned around, then she seemed to reopen the exit.

"I feel like we've been that close, could it be him..? I must be getting carried away. If it's true, why doesn't he recognize me?" he murmured curiously.

"Involved an adventure with scientists, not what I imagined. But the reality is that even now, we still experience the event of not wearing, whether what purpose they want" he said.

Zinta's steps suddenly stopped after hearing each line of words listened to by him.

"This banquet should be reliable!," he complained again.

He went to the next room. When he came back he brought a bowl of warm water that he put on the table. But in the end, he was unable to wipe away her tears.

"You should say antibiotics and disinfectant mixtures can help stop the infection" he told reporters.

"Zaskia! Get ready!," Someone exclaimed through the monitor.

A twinkling momentum emerged in his memory, Zinta seemed to be clutching her head and whimpering slightly in pain.

"What happened?," Zaskia asked worriedly.

When Zedric felt a strong urge and could rise from the enemy's attack, the glow of light became unwillingly exclaimed. The wind had been guarding him and what was left now was defense.

"Who ordered this attack on me!," Zedric seemed to be expressing emotions at someone before him at this moment.

"You should know why this attack came about!," he replied by reversing the question.

The deciding seconds drew closer with a step, walked through the grass and looked around.

"Look at the detection signal hunting for the wind in the dark! Even the more you remember it, the stronger this attack hits! Ha haha," she said with a laugh.

"Now or later are you going to stay the night?" Panicked, Zaskia immediately made a decision for him.

"You will come with us, but not with one night" he said.

Suddenly a blizzard began to fall in the pitch-black night sky and filled the region with coldness. A few moments later there was a noise of the Z1 engine that seemed to be going. Zedric quickly walked on all fours and in the air to provide protection to each body of the machine.

"Close his memory! Until it is certain that he has no good memories left, "His order will not be lost.

"I don't know what to remember" Zinta said, shouting hysterically.

"Get that machine!,"

BOOMING

A powerful explosion was re-launched, but the echoing sound was only able to survive in the arch of the connecting road. Overnight Zedric managed to enter the entrance at the bottom of the engine room, where Zinta was.

*to be continued..