The two made their way over to the warehouse district. Josh had never made it to this part of the city. He always stayed near campus which was a lot nicer than this place. Old warehouses stood and the strong smell of meat. Yi informed Josh that he called the CIA to come and pick up the bassoon from him since it was too dangerous to go themselves. Josh looked around and wondered where the CIA could land their plane.

"So why are we in an old warehouse when we should be inside the city where there is a helipad available?"

Yi looked over at Josh and gave him a smirk that showed that there was something else going on. He told Josh to pull out his gun. He fumbled to grab the handle and his hand shook slightly as he held it. The gun was a sleek black and there was a star engraved on the handle. "It's a Type 77. Government issue." Yi had told Joshua who was admiring the cold metal in his hands. Yi started to slowly move his way inside the warehouse and Josh followed blindly. The two hid behind a crate and Yi held up a finger to indicate that there shouldn't be any sounds between them. Yi flashed a glance around the corner and indicated with his hand for Joshua to move forward. They did this for two more crates until they reached an unmoving conveyer belt. Suddenly, Josh knew what was really going on. He could see almost twenty men standing guard to a door that read Manager's Office. Josh started to feel the sick sensations again but held it back when Yi made the first shot at one of the men. He just wanted to lie low until it was all over, but that feeling of regurgitation was replaced with a feeling of revenge. Josh stood up and saw a man with a large firearm, probably an Ak-47 based on all of the games he had played. Looking down at his small handgun he felt belittled. He looked for a hammer to cock like on the guns he had seen before. This one seemed automatic and made it much easier for Josh to pull the trigger. There were no extra seconds needed to ready the weapon and think about what he was about to do. The bullet made its way into the shoulder of one of the gang members and he dropped his weapon long enough for Yi to finish him.

Adrenalin took over as he shot four more men, this time the bullets hit their mark. The assailants fell to the ground with a thud. Then he saw a shadow behind him and found one of the goons about to strike. The Triad member and Josh took to hand to hand combat. His parents taught him self-defense for as long as he could remember. Apparently what he was doing was much more. Josh parried every one of the member's movements and then managed to strike him in the jugular like his father had taught him. Josh just looked down at the large man lying unconscious on the ground. He turned around to keep going when he saw that Yi had already taken down the rest of the men. Yi walked over to Josh and saw the man on the ground.

"What the hell was that?" Yi said with a great smile on his face.

"My parents taught me self-defense when I was younger." Josh said simply.

"Damn, your mom and dad really must have wanted to protect you. Where did you learn to shoot like that?"

"My dad took me to the shooting range a few times and he taught me some tricks for hitting the target."

"You took out this guy without any weapons at all! You were fighting with a form of martial arts known as Shoalin Kung-Fu. And the way you were able to take some of these guys down was impressive. Your parents must have figured that you might have to run into their past and taught you some of their moves.

Josh began to think back to all of the "training" his parents had been giving him. They made him go at least three times a week to practice in their basement. They always said to use it if someone ever attacked him. They never showed him the stuff from the movies though; only how to block attacks and give small but powerful counterattacks. Even when his dad took him to the range they were training him. His father had said that shooting is never the answer but sometimes is necessary to protect yourself. He taught him a breathing exercise that steadied his aim. All that time he should have noticed that his parents were preparing him for something they hoped would never happen.

The two continued to make their way to the room that was once heavily guarded. Inside the room there were two men, both carrying what looked like meat cleavers. If they had been carrying guns, then Yi and Josh would have been dead when they came in. Only later did Josh learn that the Triad's favorite weapon was hand to hand combat and large butcher knives. Good for Josh because Yi took out the man on the left and Josh handled the man on the right without any problem. Then there was one: Four Fingers.

Four Fingers simply sat in his chair and looked up at the two. Almost like it didn't occur to him that he was about to die. The heavy set man leaned back and smiled at the two. Josh wanted to bash his face in. How could he just sit there like that with no remorse?

"So, you have come to take me into custody. Not even a gift basket for all of this time apart?" Josh was getting that vomiting sensation again mixed with the desire to bust a whole through the wall. No. He wanted to bust a whole through this man's skull.

"We are not taking you into custody, Four Fingers. You killed two of my best friends. There is no justice for you now." Suddenly the smile on the gang leader's face fell as he saw the seriousness in Yi's. "You're going to die today."

"Woah, woah, woah! You still have to obey the laws. You're supposed to take me into custody and I go on breathing." Four Fingers started to become frantic.

"Normally I would abide by the rules, but since the people who normally tell me what they are, now are dead, I guess I don't know what I'm supposed to do." Yi said this humorously. The old defense mechanism kicking in again. Disguising the sadness and anger he must be feeling.

Four Fingers looked over to Joshua who had been silently holding back tears of anger this whole time. "Come on, Kid. Tell me you're gunna follow the rules?" His eyes were pleading, but Josh saw through them and into the man that ordered that sniper to kill his parents.

"I don't actually work for the government. So I don't know what the rules are. Based on all accounts, I think the death penalty is a fair sentence." Josh had spoken in the same tone as Yi had before. It seemed that he was now pushing back those vomiting sensations and replaced them with sarcasm as well.

Yi looked at Josh and nodded his head, indicating that Josh could be the one to end Four Fingers life. Josh held up the gun to the man and saw the fear in his eyes. He knew that this man was responsible for all the misery that he had gone through. Even though he had killed those men on the other side of the door, he hadn't assassinated anyone. Never murdered someone. This man would be his first and he didn't know what to do. He looked over to Yi with his thoughts clearly showing on his face. Yi looked down and then back up at Josh.

"The CIA will be here any minute. Once they realized that we were not there to meet them at the plane they would have activated the tracker that your mother inserted in the duffel bag when we found you."

The two waited outside. Josh sat on the cold, cement floor looking at all of the crates. Yi simply leaned against the wall and stared at the floor. There had been a long silence. One of those quiets that is appreciated. The kind of quiet that sooths a headache or in Josh's case, a heartache. Josh looked past the crates and remembered his parents lying on the floor, but then he decided to look even past that into all of the times before that. He thought about when his dad let him skip school for his birthday to travel down to Disney Land and the two of them spent the whole day together. He thought about all of the recitals his parents came to and how proud they were of him. He was relieved that he didn't kill Four Fingers. Joshua didn't know what would consume his mind after doing that. When his parents died, they were his only thought. He didn't want Four Fingers dead body to be another. He shuddered and went back to thinking of fond memories.

About 5 minutes after that, the CIA came bursting through the door with their guns pointed at the two. The agents realized who Yi was and relaxed. Yi told the men that their felon was inside the office, and the agents came inside to take him away. One of the agents stopped in front of Joshua and offered to pull him up. He introduced himself as Agent Nash and then offered Josh a card. The agent explained that if Josh ever wanted to stop something like this from happening to another family, he should give him a call. He turned the card over in his hand. It was a neatly printed business card that read: Central Intelligence Agency. Agent Chris Nash. On the back the agent had written what appeared to be a private number. Josh stuffed it into his pocket without really thinking about it. They took Four Fingers away and to a black SUV and Josh and Yi got into another that took Josh back to the Music Institute.

As Josh got out in front of his dorm he turned to Yi. "What now?" Yi gave Josh a smile and shook his head like Josh should already know. "Whatever you want Kid. But I think both of us know what you're going to do." Then he closed the door and the car drove away.

Josh felt something he had never really felt before. He felt like he was finally ready for the future.