Zane

We rode the elevator to the apex of the building, the doors opening straight into Borg's office, much to my surprise.

"I would've guessed ninja to sneak in a window, not use the elevator." He teased, sitting at his desk and keying away at something on his computer.

Jay squealed girlishly. "Ah! Oh, my gosh. Are you-? Are you-?"

"Cyrus Borg?" He said, finishing Jay's question. "Yes." He ran his hand through his hair as a slightly nervous gesture for himself more than anyone.

"Unfortunately, when my parents gave me a name like that, my future in technology was predetermined."

He stepped out from behind his desk, only his legs were not at all what I expected. He sat in a strange vehicle that looked similar to the body of a spider. I dropped the device that I held in hand, previously examining it but now a bit too shocked to focus on anything other than this mechanical arachnid.

Jay giggled awkwardly and Cyrus chuckled, knowing what we were all thinking.

"Ah, yes, these. Sadly, I've been disabled most of my life. But it's nothing my mind couldn't fix." He smiled for a moment before turning to me. "Speaking of which...my deepest condolences, Zane." He paused. "I heard about your father." He moved closer to me and patted my shoulder. "Oh, he was a brilliant mind. He would have fit right in."

I had almost rid myself of the heartache of losing my father, what an inconvenient and public time to be reminded, but I smiled graciously at the inventor and pretended his words hadn't stirred those emotions up again. "Thank you. But loss is inevitable..."

Strangely enough, at this statement the inventor's eyes lit up with excitement. "Today maybe, but not tomorrow!" He gestured around his office at his various machines and gadgets. "Technology is making the impossible possible. The only limit to our potential is that which we don't dream."

Kai scoffed rudely, crossing his arms. "Isn't this the same place the Overlord was destroyed?" He asked. "Who dreamed up the idea of building a corporate headquarters here?"

Cyrus still pursued his optimistic attitude, focusing on Kai. "Ah good question! What better way is there to send a message to evil that we won't cower to anyone?" He returned his attentions to the lot of us once more. "I see...or better yet, I don't see the Golden Ninja."

Cole shrugged at this. "Oh yeah, his hands are a bit full right now, but we can tell him to stop by when we see him."

"Oh no, no, no." Cyrus replied with a shake of his head and slight approach. "I'm not bothered that it's just you four. I just wanted to give all of you a gift."

This elicited a grin from the black ninja. "A gift? Won't say no to that." He said with a chuckle. "Uh...it wouldn't happen to be cake would it?"

Cyrus flitted around the lot of us now, going to his desk and retrieving a box. When he returned to us he removed the lid of the box to reveal multiple sets of keys. "These are to a prototype vehicle I've been working on. So far two of them work as I intended, and have been approved for civilian use." He beamed. "S-see, your group has an array of people who all are likely to have places to go, things to do, all at the same time, and so I've taken the liberty of making a super vehicle, if you will, each one custom to the family's specific seating needs. As a whole, this car is your standard multi-passenger transportation unit, but say one of you needs to...get groceries for example, no need to take the entire machine with you! Each seat in this car can be separated and transformed into its own solitary vehicle, all with the push of a button on its respective key." He paused to take a breath, clearly proud of this invention. "And so in this box are keys for each "seat", per se, and then there is a master key to control the unit when more than half of the seats remain combined, j-just as a thank you for saving the city."

He being closest to me, handed me the box, and I was dumbfounded. This was so generous of him, I almost felt guilty even holding the keys to this gift.

"I..." I couldn't find the words to speak, so I supposed it was a good thing that Cole was not so shocked.

"Ha...so no cake?" He asked jokingly, strolling to me and fishing through the box. "It'll do I guess." He added with another degree of sarcastic humor. "But I got dibs on driving it first!"