Chapter 53

I remembered what Gwen said, the Klozars shouldn't know that I was still alive. Zed faked my death. As far as they were concerned, they gave it to another earthling. It was over, I thought I would make the tabloids or whatnot but I was temporarily off the hook. Being a hero I no longer had to worry about my security but everyone else around me, even Oogie was invulnerable so my dad, siblings, any other connections all become targets that could be used to hurt me, trap me, or get me killed because I no longer had to worry about my own survival. Emotions like anger, love, and fear were unbelievably overwhelming and could make even the most secure and well thought-out plan crumble. That was the kind of world we lived in. Not to mention that if the government would be trying to control me, turn me into a weapon. Or better yet take away the nanites, god, even Zoldor, they could recreate it or try to make a prototype. No wonder the Morphians were wary of me. They knew about us and they were