The Zetta Sonic
A Visitor

Alex wakes up in the same room. The day has changed. In fact, that day had passed quietly. To be honest, this is a bit of a surprise for him. His fight with Damon just seemed to pass. Other than they could not return to the Special Force headquarters, everything just passed by.

Ditching school because it was still at the ICPA headquarters, his online talks with Leta and Willy, as well as the calm after the storm. Everything is normal for him. Too ordinary. Alex wonders if his lying ability is to blame.

That way. All this time, he could lie so easily and everyone believed. No one doubts it. He can hide things. He made big things neatly hidden. He's obliterating little things like they never happened. He wondered if he had managed to lie to himself.

Alex tired. He knows he's not okay.

He was trapped in two different circumstances. He wants to take action on the pitch and find Jayden back. On the other hand, he was afraid of having to deal with a Tiger sort of person or worse. Alex took a deep breath. Bored of his own boredom. He also decided to jump out of bed. Shoulders protest. There was a sharp pain when he swung it.

Alex stayed for a while, letting the pain go. Then he decided to get out of the room. No one told him to stay in his room all day. No one forbids him to come out. Even if there is a risk of being caught by other agents, Alex is sure to escape the crazy allegations. No sane agent would ever guess that she was Zetta Sonic.

Behind the room, he found a long hallway with a light green accent. As always, ICPA always uses green in every facility. The lights are shining brightly but not to the point of dazzling.

Alex walked down the aisle in a thin gray suit and white sandals. He doesn't know where he wants to go. He was bored in the room. He wanted to see what the true condition of the ICPA headquarters was.

The hallway looked bright and boring at the same time. A row of wide brown doors lined its walls. There's a name written there, a patient's name. The window beside each door was tightly shut by the curtains. Except one.

The curtain was slightly opened. Inside were two doctors and several nurses. They surround the patient's bed. Whatever they do seems pretty bad. A frowning expression and frowning forehead made Alex bite his lips. He could also see how the indicator beside the bed started to give up. The up and down line finally stopped being a straight line accompanied by a ringing sound.

Alex gulps. He's stuck there.

The medical team refused to give up. They're still trying to do something. One of the nurses rushed out. He didn't even care about Alex being there. The people inside seemed to be talking fast.

Alex gnashing. He glanced at the foreign name written on his door. Some of his heart wondered if the name written was his real name. He also wondered if the agent's family knew what really happened to the person. Alex thought of his own room. He was sure that no name was written on the door. Of course, it was too dangerous for them to write their own names on that door.

“Alex?”

Alex tiptoed. He heard his own name called. His heart was beating too fast and his body was trembling. Spontaneous, he held his breath. After a while, only then did he turn to face the figure behind it.

“Caitlin?” Alex mentioned the name in disbelief. The girl who greeted him was the one he had been trying to meet just a moment ago. Trained agent and former assistant professor Otto.

As usual, Caitlin looks charming as well as intimidating. His hair was tied to a ponytail. Now, her hair is longer than Alex last remembered. His wide eyes looked at Alex fixedly as if he wanted to ask for an explanation. Instead, Alex is also curious about the explanation why the former agent can roam inside the ICPA headquarters.

“Your friend?” The girl beside Caitlin asked.

Caitlin obviously can't lie as fast as Alex. He can only answer “Ya.” That's it, no explanation, no addition.

“True. One mission. Does not end well.” Caitlin hurriedly turned to her friend. “You can go first. Later kususul.”

After Caitlin's friend left, Alex immediately threw a faint smile. “Now I know why you can still get a lot of information about ICPA.”

Caitlin grunting. “I would really appreciate it if you forget the fact that he accompanied me here. I just happened to pass.”

“Seeing professor?”

“The professor's body, you mean?” Caitlin took a deep breath. He lowered his voice. “I tried hard not to blame you. But, what do you care? You fight silly. Damon humiliated you. He humiliates us all. I was wrong to think that you could do better than that.”

Alex has no interest in arguing with each other. “Terdenah,” the answer is short with a voice that is quite slow too. He did not want to argue in front of the patient's room who was dying.

“The time is too short,” said Caitlin while throwing her gaze into the room. “Not everyone has a long time.”

Alex frowned, unsure of who Caitlin was talking about. Himself, Caitlin herself, professor Otto, or the patient. It seems that those words are suitable for everyone.

Caitlin continued. He put his eyes on Alex again. “You should be able to do better than that. You just need a longer time. Unfortunately, it is not a thing that can be learned in a short time.”

“I don't know you're praising or insulting me now.”

“Both.” Caitlin sighed.

“Unfortunately, time is a luxury I don't currently have.”

Caitlin nodded once. “Indeed. Too bad. Especially without the professor, Zetta Sonic will not be able to develop.”

For some reason, that sentence was grievous in Alex's heart. “It's none of your business. I can grow if I want to. And, I'll do.”

“Do not force yourself. You're not ready yet. There is no right practice, no good lunge. Experience of running a big zero mission. Surprisingly, no one realized that. Nadira, professor, Jayden. All the. They think that you can be a reliable figure of mankind. That's ridiculous. Hopefully with yesterday's fight, they can open their eyes wider.”

Alex opened his mouth to speak but shut him down. He realized there was no point in arguing with the girl. However, Alex can't lie that he wants to prove himself to Caitlin, to the world, and even to himself. He knows what he has to do.

“So, do you think, I just lack experience? Then, I'll fulfill my bad football better than you.”