This is my rendition of what happens after they discover Zak is Kur. I guess you can say this is my take on the episode that every one is waiting for :) This will be short, so like maybe two more chapters. Who knows. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Secret Saturdays.

"Uh Professor?"

The relic glowed brighter and brighter as Doyle walked closer to Zak, now pointing it straight at him. The mercenary couldn't help but gasp, his mouth falling open at the discovery. Doc watched his brother-in-laws face, realization dulling his mind as his eyes traveled up to his son. Drew followed as well, mouth dropping in horror. Soon the whole Saturday clan was staring at the battered eleven year old boy, shock in dread silencing them.

The monster wasn't Kur at all. It was Zak.

Zak looked at them concerned, not realizing his eyes were glowing bright orange. "Mom?"

Acceptance

Days later......

"This has to be a mistake," Drew huffed pacing around the room anxiously. Dawn was beginning to seep into the windows, casting long, dull shadows in the room. It had been a couple of days since their latest battle against Argost, and the scientists have been wide awake, desperately trying to disprove the fact that Zak…might be Kur.

Doc stood by the window, thoughts running so rapid that he wasn't hearing a word she was saying. Doyle was on the other side of the room, leaning against the wall next to a sitting Fiskerton, the gorilla cat having fallen asleep just minutes ago. The mercenary spared it a pitied glance. The poor cryptid hadn't slept since the discovery. Doyle couldn't blame him. He hadn't gotten much either.

"You said that you had to repair the artifact correct?" Drew continued, "Maybe it's just a malfunction."

"We've been over this already. That relic is not a piece of technology," Doyle said almost harshly, "you know better than I do that cryptid artifacts don't work like that. You can't just accuse it of being busted just because you don't like the results."

"This is my baby were talking about!" Drew snapped back, tears beginning to sting her eyes. She held them back, refusing to break down. She instead turned her back to her brother, staring at the ground. "We could have been too close to the beast and it just got confused. I mean Zak had just been inside the thing. Maybe he got some residue from the real Kur onto him."

Doyle shook his head. "Then Fisk would have had made it glow too. And we did test Sis. The farther Zak walked away it dimmed. He got closer and it glowed like the sun. We've been studying that stupid stone for the pass three days and found nothing. We've gone through a crake full of legends and nothing. There's nothing else to look for."

Doc, who had been silent for most of the evening, turned around purple shadows casted around him. When he spoke his voice was unusually soft. "Drew your brother is right. We have picked at our research with a fine tooth comb. All the test point to Zak being…." He couldn't say it. Saying it would make it true. It would mean that he accepted it. He just couldn't- wouldn't do that. Zak could not be the key to unleashing the ultimate evil. Not his boy.

The siblings bowed their heads in defeat at Doc's solemn words. Drew finally sat down, covering her face in her hands. "We drilled into Zak's head how deadly Kur would be if released, how we had to capture and isolate it." Tears finally fell, sliding down her pale cheeks. "We did this Doc! We discovered the Kur stone, we unleashed its power!" Doc worriedly sat down by his wife, holding her to his side as she continued. "What if the other secret scientist found out? You remember how they acted when they thought Fiskerton was attacking everyone. Think about how they will take to Zak being Kur!"

She hadn't meant to, but when Drew said 'Kur' it sounded bitter, almost to the point of hateful. They all stilled at the sound, truth sinking in. The room eloped into an uncomfortable silence, the trio avoiding each other's eyes.

They were unaware of Zak standing right outside the door listening to everything. Wide eyed, he slowly backed away from the door, his body suddenly numb. Unable to stand there any longer he turned and ran, unnoticed tears falling heavily down his face.

It was another minute before Drew finally spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper. "Our baby doesn't deserve this. He's just a child. We can't strip his innocence away like this."

Doyle clenched his teeth together, guilt submerging into his heart. "I should have never fixed the stupid artifact. If I would have left it alone, all of us would be happier. All attempts to control Kur would have come to a halt. But all I accomplished was ruining my nephew's life!" His fist slammed into the wall, the mercenary ignoring the pain the shot through his knuckles. Fisk simply rolled to his side, unaware of anything happening. "Darn it how could this have happened?"

"Both of you have to stop!" Doc shouted shooting up from his position and grabbing Doyle's rearing fist. "None of this is anyone's fault! We can't sit here and pity ourselves for something we had no control over!"

He looked at his wife, "Maybe you're right Drew, and maybe unearthing the Kur Stone caused this. And sure it would have been better if we didn't know the truth," Doc let go of the younger man's hand. "But it doesn't matter now. What matters is Zak. I know for a fact that there is not a trace of evil anywhere in him; and we will prove it. Kur or not he is still a Saturday. Nothing will ever change that."

Drew nodded a new determination in her eyes. "You're right. Zak is still our boy and so far he's used his power right. He might be a little too adventurous, but he has never disappointed us. I believe in him."

"We just have one problem, and it's bigger than the other scientist," Doyle pushed off the wall, amazed that all this noise hasn't woken up Fisk. He dropped his voice. "Argost is still out there. You saw how crazed he looked when Zak defeated him. What's going to happen if he finds out? He won't stop at nothing until he gets his hands on Zak."

"He's not going to lay a finger on my baby again." Drew practically hissed, remembering the bruises that began to develop on her son's face after the battle.

Doc put his hands on Drew's shoulders, "He won't find out, because we are going to tell no one. Not even the secret scientist will know about Zak. This is between us. We will protect Zak." Doc looked back out the window, "Nothing will happen to our boy."

0000

Zak didn't realize he was running until the morning air hit him, cold wind smashing into his face as his feet padding hard against the dirt. His sights were on the forest outside. He didn't know why, but he wanted to reach it, as if they would give him comfort, hide him away from the world and his family's regret.

His foot caught on a rock, smacking hard into the ground. Zak hacked up dirt, ot attempting to pick himself up. Whether it was from the pain in his knee or the pain in his heart the eleven year old didn't know, but he began to sob loudly. He curled himself into a ball, dirt sticking to his clothing and skin. He didn't care. He hoped that maybe the dirt would help hide him from everyone, hide them from the monster that they just discovered he was.

Zak didn't understand. All his life he had been on the good side. His mom and dad are top scientists, studying exotic beast, keeping them hidden and safe. Zak was suppose to be apart of that. He had fought countless villains. Heck, he just saved the world from Arrgost; the scariest creep he ever met. He had risked his life to protect the Cryptid's that he loved and befriended. He was supposed to be the key to saving the world; not the thing that was going to destroy it. "It's not fair," he sobbed whipping his eyes with his sleeve. "It's not fair!"

A flutter of wings reached his ears, something landing softly beside him. Zon nuzzled her beak into his hair cawing in concern. Zak lifted his head, the cryptid inching closer, wings closing around them. With a small, sad smile Zak began to pet her, snuggling up into the bird.

"Hey Zon," he whispered goose bumps appearing on his arms from the chill outside. The sky now had an orange tint to it, casting beautiful pink and purple hues into the water below. Usually Zak would think this sight was beautiful. But now he could only stare at it with a sense of emptiness.

"This sucks," he sniffed, resting his chin on his knees, arms circling his legs. The cryptid settled behind him, "I kicked some major evil butt, only to find out that I'm supposed to be the king of all that is evil. I don't want to control cryptids. I don't even want this power! I just want to be normal." The bird cawed and the boy rolled his eyes, "Well as normal as this family can be."

As the two sat there watching the sun rise over the water, Zak's' mind fell onto his parent's conversation. His mom was usually the strongest out of all of them. To see her sad like that, was heartbreaking, especially since he was the one that caused it. He laid his forehead on his arms. Maybe it would be better if he disappeared. Runway and hide himself from the rest of the world. Then his family won't have to worry anymore. They can live peacefully again. They still had Fisk, Komodo, and Zon. And if they wanted to, could have another child to take his place.

"Who would want to love a monster like me anyway?" Zak's sighed wiping away his tears.

'You are not a monster,' Zon's thoughts touched his making him jump. It was like a delicate buzz in his ears, the soft loving words surfacing in his mind as though he was reading them off the pages of a book. Zak never experienced this before. He turned his head cautiously towards the prehistoric bird, confused and slightly frightened by what had just happened.

"H-how did you do that?"

Zon cocked her said chirping at him. 'I didn't do anything child. This is your doing. Ever since the Ice land, your power has been surging, trying to connect with something. So I accepted it and our minds are now linked.'

The boy's eyes widened. "What no Zon! You can't do that it's dangerous! I can't control this I could hurt you!"

'No you won't. You shouldn't doubt yourself like that.' Zon snuggled against Zak's shoulder. You have a special gift. You should be grateful of it, not afraid.'

"Grateful?!! Why would I be grateful for a power that makes my family hate me?" Zak snapped angrily standing and stalking away from the bird. "It's anything but a gift. It's a curse! I am a freak that no one can trust anymore. I am the key to destroying the flipping world! The all mighty Kur! Don't you get that I could take advantage of you right now? I could make you fly off this cliff and into the rock pits below. I could order Komodo to rip you apart!"

'Komodo wouldn't last seven seconds in a fight with me.'

"You know that's not what I meant," Zak's shoulders slumped anger depleting as soon as it came.

Zon stepped closer to the youngest Saturday. 'I don't care what you are; ancient evil or not. You are my boy,' she pushed her head gently to his chest looking up at him, "You have loved and cared for me saved my life countless of times. I could never leave you Zak. Where you go I will always follow."

"You," Zak looked lost, holding onto Zon's words as it was the only thing that could lead him back, "You mean that? You don't care?"

'Of course not, I love you.'

Zak's heart swelled, a real smile spreading across his face. He wrapped his arms around the bird holding it close, "Thank you Zon. You don't know how bad I needed to hear that." The boy whispered into her neck.

Zaun chirped happily, nuzzling him affectionately back.

0000

As the figure watched the young Saturday speak with his pet, he couldn't help the sinister smile spread across his face as if his head would split in two. He had come here for petty revenge against the interfering family, and planned on just killing the boy, oh so slowly; but was reward with so much more.

Who would have thought the little goody two shoes Saturday was the key, his key, to unlocking the power to ultimate destruction. He was a feisty child, but breaking him until he was an emotionless pawn will be the sweetest of things. The man couldn't help but chuckle as dark and cruel thoughts swarmed his thoughts.

Destiny would be his. And young Saturday would be as well.

0000

Zon sensed something wrong before she actually heard or saw anything. Her body tensed under Zak's hold, heart beginning to beat fast. The boy frowned, thinking that he had something to do with it, until the bird like cryptid began to squawk viciously her mind still open to him, 'Danger!'

They were in the air born immediately Zak yelling in shock. "Zon what's wrong?!"

A hand roughly seized his ankle, yanking him down. He cried out, the young Saturday losing his hold on the cryptid. Zon caught his arm with her talon. 'Hold on Zak!' She began to shriek wildly, beating her wings hard and fast. He did as she told, gripping her leg and looking down to see who had a hold of him.

Zak's face paled as he noticed the large red hand attached to Argost's man servant.

"NO!" Zak screamed, the spider- like creature pulling savagely down on his leg. His grip tightened, and the eleven year old screamed in pain.

"Now, now Munya don't hurt the boy too much," Argost walked beside his servant, smiling up at Zak evilly. "You're going to hog all the fun."

Zak swallowed fear flickering wildly in his eyes. "How… how are you here?! I thought those cryptids nearly ate you!" When he last saw the man not days ago, he was a living wreck, the creatures succeeding in ripping his clothes and hair to shreds. He looked like his old self, maybe better, the bruises that Zak inflicted gone as well.

"Yes I was indeed worse for wear," He glared darkly at the boy, Zon growling in return, "I guess I would have to thank you for that wouldn't I, boy." A smile was brought back, but his hate filled eyes never left the hovering child, "There are some perks to operating Weird World. A few rare cryptids in my possession have interesting healing powers."

Zak bristled, "Of course you would use a defenseless creature to your own advantage."

"And you don't?" Argost gave Zak a very smug look, "You use those incredible powers of yours to control the minds of cryptids. They have no choice but to follow your command. It's funny how we are opposing forces yet our ways are very similar."

"I am nothing like you."

"No you are not. You are more. Much more," He stepped towards Zak, a chill growing up the boy's spine as his enemy neared. "The shell of a boy, truly a perfect hiding place. And in the child of a secret scientist no less; how charmingly ironic," White claw like hand grabbed Zak's face, forcing the boy to look straight into Arrgost's eye. Zon began to screech, flapping her wings wildly trying to pull Zak higher in the air. 'Stay away from my child!'

"Munya, can you please take care of the infuriating creature?" Argost drawled looking toward his companion. The pressure on Zak's ankle was released, the hand quickly seizing the bird by the neck.

Zak dropped to the ground, eye's wide. "Let her go!" He growled, reaching for the claw. He was stop again by cold hands grasping his shoulders, pinning him.

"If you don't want your pet to die I suggest you do as I say boy," Argost said near his ear fingers digging into his skin. Zak flinched.

"My parents know you're here," the boy bluffed though his voice cracked, "Our security system had to of caught you coming in. They'll be here any minute!"

"Adorable bluff really," Argost scoffed, "But I'm afraid your security system has been tampered with. Monsack's flies do love to feed off of electricity after all and I forgotten to feed them this morning." Eyes darkened, "Did you actually think I would have come unprepared? The only people who know I'm here is you, boy."

"What do you want?" Zak shuddered, watching his friend helplessly struggle in Munya's vice grip.

"Retribution; for the misery you caused me in the Arctic," The hand struck his face, the force knocking him to the ground, Zak blinking back stars. Zon struggled harder, 'Zak!!'

"Kur was my destiny. I was supposed to harness its power and unleash it upon the world. I traveled around the world for years looking for this beast. It was my obsession." He stood above the youngest Saturday. "I would have accomplished it all if you and your miserable family wouldn't have stuck there noses into my affairs."

A sensation began to prick at Zak's mind again. It was different from Zon's thoughts. It was a low hum instead of a buzz, words bold and hard. 'I'm here, don't worry.'

"Kur is gone Argost. Get a new hobby, one that doesn't make you a total whack job. How about knitting?"

That earned Zak a kick in the stomach.

He heard the two voices in his head scream, the air being knocked right out of him. His eyes widened as he was unable to breath. Zak curled himself into a small ball and began to cough viciously, Munya's low chuckle drowned out by it.

"Don't try to be cute with me child. I know the truth now; that my destiny can still be acquired." Argost grabbed Zak's shirt collar, raising him to his knees. "I will admit I feel somewhat foolish. I should have realized it the first time we met in the jungle, when you unleashed your power. Your parents are so naive, thinking your power was to be used to good when in fact it's the exact opposite. Isn't that right little Saturday, or should I say Kur."

Zak's blood ran cold.

'KOMODO DO SOMETHING NOW!'

Zon's panicked thoughts hit Zak as Komodo materialized out of thin air, ramming its head right into Munya's side. He rocked the heavy man forward, releasing his hold on Zon, the bird attacking the servant's face. Munya's growled in rage, trying to fight off the two cryptid's vicious attacks.

As his friend's distracted the servant, Zak took the opportunity to kick out at Argost, foot colliding with his chest. The man fell back, mostly from surprise, and Zak turned and ran, putting as much distance between them as he could.

"Get the boy Munya! Forget the damn cryptids, GET-THE-BOY!!"

'Get Zak out of here!' Komodo told Zon, vanishing as the servant angrily reached for his neck. The spider-like creature searched the grounds frustratingly for the large lizard. 'I'll keep freak over here busy!' The reptile swished his tail rapidly across Munya's feet, sending him sprawling. 'Go!'

Zon didn't need to be told twice. The prehistoric bird came behind Zak, grabbed his shoulders and rocketed into the sky. Argost attempted to make a grab at his ankle again and Zak kicked his foot out, catching the man's nose and sending him backwards. He screamed in a mixture of rage and pain, the sound following them as soared higher and higher.

"We got to warn mom and dad! Fly towards the house!" Zak yelled, heart ramming crazily inside his chest. Argost knew he was kur! How this of happened?!!

'We need to get you to safety first,' Zon soared towards the forests, high above the tree top, 'Your family second. That man is after you and you only. Your family will be fine.'

"No you don't understand Zon! He will use them against me! He will hurt them! We've got to turn back!!"

'I'm sorry but we-AHHHH' Zon's thoughts turned into a horrible cry of pain, dropping altitude and nearly letting go of Zak. He looked up worriedly, seeing a sharp feather like object in her wing. Eye's wide, Zak turned his head. Argost not far behind them, his cape held out like wings keeping him in the air, a terrifying snarl on hi face.

"Since when the heck could he do that?!" Zak yelled horrified, Zon quickly gaining speed. Argost wasn't far behind, keeping up with the pair.

"You can't escape boy!" Argost called, "I let Kur slipped through my fingers once. I will not let it happen again!"

Zak could see him reach for something else, his mind racing. What ever object the man was going to reveal, it was designed to hurt Zon. That much was certain. He could already see blood dripping from Zon's injured wing, making his stomach churn. She couldn't get hurt because of him again. He wouldn't allow it. She was right. Argost wanted him and only him. And that's what he was going to get.

Zon's eyes widened, knowing Zak's thoughts. 'Zak don't you dare!'

"Sorry girl," With both hands the boy pinched her tough leathery skin, causing the cryptid to release him on reflex.

'NO!!'

The young Saturday's stomach dropped along with him, wind whipping around him in a cyclone motion as he fell faster and faster. Zak couldn't stop the scream coming from his lungs. Maybe this wasn't the best of plans. But it worked; Argost quit chasing Zon and swept down towards the boy, pulling his cloak down to his body to gain speed. Zak let himself smile.

Zak grabbed his claw, shooting it at the man catching the cape and in one fluid motion retracted it, pulling himself towards his enemy, free hand curled into a fist. Argost could do nothing but widen his eyes as the boy's fist crashed once again into his face, a cracking sound emanating from under Zak's bruised knuckles. The boy pushed off Argost- thankful for his uncle's training- and leaving the stun man to fall somewhere in the forest.

Closer to the tree tops Zak used his claw again to grab a tree branch from below, planning to swing from it and into the ground. He didn't see Zon anywhere in the sky; he hoped she had went back to help Komodo, or maybe warn his family. Nervous jitters began to fill his chest. He hoped that he could run from Argost long enough until help came.

Zak was suddenly hit with limbs and leaves, earning many scratches and bruises on the way down. He closed his eyes, swinging his legs out in advanced to catch himself. Unfortunately for him, the wire got caught onto another branch, snapping as he swung forward. His eyes snapped open as he hit the ground hard tumbling down a small hill. He couldn't stop himself from heading towards a small grouping of rocks, forehead smashing into the stone first. Pain racked through his skull, dark spots appearing in his vision. 'Some one, help me!'

That was his last thought before unconsciousness claimed him.

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