Waiting is for the Weak -OPEN-

Is was not very patient. He was told that the teachers would be able to help him. He however was not going to wait around and have teachers tell him how to use his own talent. He wanted it now instead of waiting and going through this stupid process teachers had him doing. He needed a plan in order to increase his own abilities even further then they were before.

He remembered how all of this started. A booster shot to cure his ADD. It increased his abilities by tenfold and he was stronger than ever. That was almost 10 years ago. He had thought about it and maybe a virus could impact him even more. As his abilities had happened because of a mutation. A mutation that was boosted by science. He had to find more mutation inflicting viruses too boost his own mutation. Of course all this was just a theory.

He knew that the library had many assortment of books. He would not use his laptop as they would track his history and his laptop. What he was planning was illegal and also but not possibly against school rules.

He meandered his way into the library and the first section he went to look for was science and or anything that could help his cause. After a long hour, he had two stacks of information about disease and its affiliates. He payed no attention to any of the other students that were in the library as well. He could careless about them and of course they were of no consequence.

He needed to find a way to start another mutation.

It has been 6 years since the day Zoey came to the academy for the first time. When she was around the age of 12, Zoey Lost her parents and twin sister to a car crash. The hood of the convertible was open so the family could enjoy the sun. Happy and on their way to take a vacation, the family toured up a mountain. Everything was fine as Zoey and her sister giggled and joked around in the back seat and their parents talked in the front. Zoey could remember clearly as she removed her seat belt so she could tickle her sis further. Her mother's voice yelled at Zoey to get belted. Zoey puffed as she started to be disobedient, trying to state her point. Her father started to chime in, anger in his voice. Zoey pouted as she began to buckle until the car suddenly had swerved to avoid another car. Zoey was jerked away from the buckle and slammed into her door. It had happened so quickly and what seemed like a split moment, The car was barreling through the reeling and off the side of the cliff. Gravity took it's effect and soon enough Zoey was airborne.

The car fell below her as she watched her sister's eyes looking up at her in panic; Hearing Her mother's screams in terror as she knew she wouldn't survive; And Felt her father's guild as he held tightly to the steering wheel. It felt like forever Zoey blacked out, watching the ground approach rapidly.

When the child came to, She was in some sort of a hospital bed, unable to move. when she glanced around semi-consciously, She noticed a women hovering over her. Her hands were glowing as Zoey slowly felt the feeling return to her limps and body, before passing out again.

The next time she came to, she was fine - Completely unharmed or injured. She was informed that her family had perished in the crash, and Zoey was the only one that survived. And according to them, She survived because she was special. They told her she possesed the power of Replication. And this saved her life main due to the fact of Replicating several different objects in between her and the ground; which broke her fall. Zoey was taken to the academy for where she learn to control her power.

For the first few years, it was not unusual to see Zoey with one of her clones. She went through depression and a temporary multi-personality disorder; caused by her grieving and missing her family. She spent many night alone, crying. Others tried to help her and talk to her but it took a long time to get through to her. Until eventually Zoey faced the face and stopped recreating her twin sister and went through school, more or less keeping to herself.

On this Day Zoey was in the library. She wasn't there for studying or anything like that but to have a quiet place to go to. She sat in the back of the library in a spot most often no one went to - between The mathematics section and the science.

Sitting on the floor with her head rested on her arms and her arms on her knees, She sat in silence.

He was so focused on his reading that he did not notice the girl which was close nearby. He was more focused on the books and information reading a virus he was looking for. He stopped as a name had caught his eye. H5N1 and Solanum. These two viruses were known to mutate and cause massive casualties if released. With that in mind, he had to find where they were keeping it. With an hour that went bye he stopped on a book. it talked about the CDC. It was a place that would keep the most dangerous of plagues that human kind knew about. He hopes there were the place that would hold the things that he had needed.

He got up and placed the books on a push cart and went to put them all back. He had gotten the info he had needed and knew of the viruses he needed to get and inject himself with. He had hoped that with the shot he was given as a child. It would do the same thing to him and he would learn new abilities. He stopped and placed the first book and paused. It was like a chill that crawled up his back, the memory of his parents. White Collar trash. They only placed him here at this school to get rid of him so he did not have to deal with him.

His hatred for them was bright and his twisted concept of revenge for abandoning him was in motion. He didn't just want to hurt them but he wanted to kill them. He wanted to forget that kind of life. That was his past and the only thing that was there for him was a pet. A damn lizard they bought for him. He did not dislike it or wanted to get rid of it. It was a pet that he could talk too. He knew that it would not respond or even understand him. The idea of just talking to something else in general was good enough to release stress. He had to move it to his dorm.

He placed the rest of the books away and he stopped as his eyes fell upon a girl just sitting there. He recognized her from the news as a child. She had survived a crash unscathed. She to was a "special" person. She had a unique gift of replication. He knew because the news talked about it quite a bit. An idea popped in his head as he could use her to help break into the CDC and get the things that he wanted. It would be like a mission. He was going to try and goat her into the idea of his mission.

He walked over to her as he took a chair and sat it down in front of her, on the other side of the table.

" I heard about you. You have a replication talent, right?"

Zoey's eye brow twitched as she felt uncomfortable with this other person roaming about around her. She said nothing - as usual - waiting for them to leave. She was okay until she heard them pull up a chair in front of her. Zoey felt her stomach cringe.

" I heard about you. You have a replication talent, right?" It was a young man who spoke. Zoey was silent for a minute or so.

"If your here to question or have me show you my ability, then GO Away." Zoey retorted as she did not move or even look up at him. Her face stayed snuggled into her arms.

She hated people talking to her about her past before she arrived at the academy. Especially since she had just over came it as of the last 3 years. And on top of that she didn't like flouting her powers about to other people like it was a magic show or something.