I sat there, amongst all the people who were trying to save the world, feeling terrible. All these people were trying their hardest to find a way to save the planet, and all I could think about was leaving. I just couldn't take it, this wasn't for me; I was just a kid, albeit a kid with a gigantic alter ego.
Ganon got tired of walking back and forth from the table to the bar, and just decided to sit back there. The conversation wasn't that good anyway. In fact, there was no conversation at all. We just sat there, staring at our drinks.
I just wanted to stand up and run out of the room, and out of the building. I didn't know where I would go. There was no one that would take me in; nowhere I was welcome…except for here.
Sid was finished talking to Duncun and walked back into the room with a purpose in his eye.
"Ok, we have a job to do."
Everyone looked up, half anxious to see what Sid had to say. Ganon even put down his beer.
"So what's the plan, there, boss?" Ganon slurred.
"Well, I don't have a "plan" as most plans go," Sid stammered, taking off his glasses and wiping them down with his shirt, "but I do think we should try to gather some information while Duncun is away on his quest for the goggles."
"Um," I just couldn't keep my mouth shut, "how are we going to do that? Last time I checked, the underworld doesn't like people trying to…kill them"
I felt a clumsy hand fall across my shoulders, "That's why we act like one of them, bro." It was Ganon, standing next to me, his other hand filled with a beer bottle.
"Genius," I sighed, "too bad I'm no good at acting."
Ganon too his hand off my shoulder and looked up, suddenly serious, "I have a few contacts out in town. Me and Scot can roll around town and scare out some leads."
Sid thought for a second, "I suppose I could start making some calls to Europe. I have a few contacts there," he turned his attention towards the girl, "Are you alright teaming up with Jung? It will be the first time you are out without me."
Kansas nodded quickly, obviously ready to go out without him.
Sid fumbled around in his jacket, "Well, take this just in case," he produced a cell phone, "Call me if anything, and I mean anything, goes wrong. If anything seems out of place, don't hesitate."
She took the phone and placed it in her purse, "Don't worry Mr. Johnson, I'll be okay."
They stood there staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity.
"Be careful," Sid said compassionately, finally breaking the silence.
"All right bro, c'mon," he tapped me on the shoulder. I wasn't ready to go, but if everyone else was ready to go into this, without fear, then I was ready to go in to it with mild to extreme fear.
I stepped out of the club, butterflies in my stomach, and adrenaline in my veins. This was the first time Mr. Johnson had ever let me go out on my own. It wasn't patrolling, but it was a step in that direction.
Jung pulled keys out of his pocket and pressed the button on the tiny remote. I heard the beeping sound of a car alarm deactivating. When I saw his car, it stopped me in my tracks.
"Whoa," I whispered, my eyes widening.
Jung just smiled, "You like it?"
I nodded. I had never seen a Ferrari before. This one was beautiful. Bright red, like a perfect apple, ripe on the tree in the sunrise. Dew dripping, sun gleaming…perfect.
"Well, hop in." he said, passenger door propped open, his hand extended towards the passenger seat.
I smiled and slipped into the seat. I couldn't help but be attracted to Jung. There couldn't be a nicer man. He was chivalrous, very hospitable, and as I looked around at the exquisite sports car, I could tell he had taste. And that's not to mention his movie star good looks. Chiseled features, rock solid muscles, and a certain confidence that any girl would die to have in a boyfriend…or husband.
I couldn't help but take a fleeting glance toward him as he was walking around the front of the car. As he opened the door, I could feel blood rush to my face. I looked quickly out the window, away from his gorgeous, deep brown eyes.
"So, lets take this baby for a spin."