The Zetta Sonic
White Truck

It took a while for Alex until he dared to move again. Alex tried to stand up but was unable to. Finally, he forced himself to crawl slowly. The window closest to him was not even two meters away. However, Alex took a few minutes to reach.

He arrived at the big window. Holding the wall with his left hand, Alex tried to get up. The view outside did not impress her.

Their school garden may not be the best. The condition is worse now. There are hardly any trees standing. Their huge rods were cut off, burned, all in miserable conditions. Scorched and black marks were seen everywhere. Alex tried to ignore the students. Some of them screamed in pain, cried, or were already lying motionless.

Alex gulped hard. He doesn't want to act so whiny. He has to do something because he can.

Alex turned. He pulled Willy, carried him out of the hallway through the window. He did it again for the other students. One by one. Tired in his body was simply nothing compared to the fear that had just attacked. He ignored how physically protested. He just does it slowly. One by one. One student after another.

He came across a disciple who was covered by the ruins of a wall. Getting rid of those ruins is one thing, seeing what's underneath will be another. Alex was silent for a moment. He took a deep breath. His hand held the stone chunk, his eyes closed, he put it away slowly. Alex opened his eyes slowly only to close them back.

Alex gets out of there. His stomach was unbearable. Tears had washed all over his face. He feels claustrophobic. The world began to turn. When Alex thought he was going to fall to the ground, a firm hand caught him. White color robot hand with green stripe.

[Hello. Sonic Zetta.] The robot greeted him.

“I saw it! He's here!” There was another scream.

Alex did not recognize the men but recognized their clothes and the logo. The ICPA agents. Between them, Alex sees Fergus running to her. Fergus drove the other agents. He and the robot help Alex leave the location.

Alex doesn't know which is worse. Can not dwell because of fear or because they have to be wedged to the car. There is no SUV from the Special Force. Tiger drives a small white truck like an ambulance. The color is plain white without any ornaments or writing. Inside were medical devices as well as Vanessa's doctor. Alex was laid on the bed and the car rushed.

The interior of the car was too sophisticated to be an ordinary ambulance.  Advanced equipment lined up on almost every side. Various drugs and small equipment neatly stored in iron panels attached to the wall.

The car shock made Alex uncomfortable. However, at least the nausea had disappeared. In addition to Vanessa's doctor, Alex also sees Jayden staring at her without speaking. There was a few minutes of silence between them. Doctor Vanessa knows how Alex's physical condition is behind the uniform but not his psychic condition.

When his uniform has been switched off, Alex wakes up slowly. He sat in silence, looking at the doctor. Doctor Vanessa stretches out her arms, giving her a warm hug.

“Quiet Alex, relax. You are safe now,” said the woman's doctor. His hand caressed Alex's back that was soaked in sweat. The boy did not react. “We'll be back to Special Force headquarters soon. You will be safe there.”

Alex thinks he's gonna cry on Doctor Vanessa's shoulder. It turns out he was just silent. His hands were trembling and his throat was sore from the never-falling cries. Maybe he's too tired for that.

“What happened?” Alex asked, his voice still trembling slightly. “What was that explosion... bomb?”

Doctor Vanessa opened her mouth but was only able to give a short answer. “Ya, Alex.”

Instead, Jayden answered. “Someone set up a bunch of little bombs all over Wood Peak. All exploded simultaneously.”

Alex looked at his partner. Jayden sat on a bench mounted on the wall of the car. In his hand was a tablet PC, yet he did not see it. Jayden just looked down.

Alex tagging. He could hear voices coming from the tablet PC in Jayden's hands. Voices from news channels. Of course, the explosion was big news for journalists. Wood Peak is not just an expensive school. Many sons are daughters of rich and influential people, ranging from international CEOs to officials. Including artist children like him.

“Lay, Alex.” Doctor Vanessa touched his shoulder slowly.

“I'm fine.”

Alex was not injured, not physically. He survived thanks to combat weapons. Zet-Arm activated his uniform in time before all the bombs went off. Alex wouldn't ask for details on how the uniform would be active without his orders. Rather than being grateful that he was okay, Alex was more worried. No, not just worry. He was scared, he was confused, also sad and angry. That mixed feeling made him speechless with a blank look.

The voice of the news channel became clearer when the coverage returned to the reporter.

[As you can see, there have been a lot of ambulances coming here, as well as firefighters and police. The situation is still chaotic. Rescuers have not finished removing everyone from the school. The police also deployed a joint team to search in case there were any bombs left.]

Jayden finally turned off the sound on the tablet in his hand. He could see a reaction he had never seen before on Alex's face. The boy not only looked pale but also on the verge of emotions. Jayden knows it's only time until Alex explodes. And, he didn't want that to happen.

When Zet-Arm issued the warning, Jayden himself was confused. He immediately analyzed all the conditions around Alex. There is a small threat of danger in almost every corner of school. When he realized it was a bomb, he had lost time.

Communication was immediately cut off. Jayden hasn't been scared like that since he lost his sister. Emil who was nearby at that time also sculpted. They didn't think anyone would actually go after Alex's school. Basically, his identity was secret. Not many people know who is behind the Zetta Sonic.

Jayden was still staring at Alex. His roar changed, his forehead frowned, his chin stiffened. It is no longer sadness but wrath. The kid must be thinking about who did it. Jayden believes that Alex thought of the same name as himself.