Chapter Three
Orrin
Ember was having a nightmare. Camro kept coming towards her, holding something in his hand.
A neuralyzer.
"It was never Kay," Camro whispered. "Never the Men in Black. Now that you know, you die!"
Suddenly, she was jolted awake. Kay was wiggling from her grasp. They'd fallen asleep together on the couch and now early morning light was streaming into the apartment. Ember let go of him, and faint amusement showed on his face.
"Morning, Slick," he greeted her. "You want some coffee before we have to deal with the invasion?"
"No. Wait, what?"
"Sarlokian invasion. You know, your people. It doesn't seem too serious yet."
"Great. Are you sure they're not going to 'destroy the galaxy' or something like that?" Ember said sarcastically.
"I'm not completely sure, but anything could happen."
"Where are we going?"
"We're going to meet up with some aliens in Central Park."
Ember and Kay walked into the middle of Central Park where three men were waiting. One of the men looked like the person from Ember's vision.
"So, you decided to show up, Kay," said one. "We've got some business to take care of."
"Who's the girl you've got there, Kay?" asked the second.
"Nobody you need to know. Is this about the invasion?" Kay replied.
"Yes. I want to ensure protection for my son, the Konian prince." The first gestured to the third, who was a young man with unnatural bright red hair.
"I'm sure your son will be safe-"
"You realize that the Konians are not in good favor with the Sarlokians. If they kill a member of the monarchy, intergalactic war could spread, endangering your precious Earth."
"I realize that, but I don't want to have to endanger innocent civilians the Sarlokians might try to go through."
"You should think about this carefully, Kay," the second alien put in.
The red-haired man looked to Ember, muttering something about Sarlokian spawn.
How did he know? Ember thought.
"Fine. We'll give the prince protection, but I'm gonna have to take him to headquarters." Kay had finally given in.
"Do what you will. As long as he is not killed."
The Konian prince, whose name was apparently Orrin, kept staring at Ember in the car. Finally, he said, "Why are you guarding a Sarlokian?"
"Is that any of your business, Slick?" Kay shot back, ignoring the fact that Orrin knew she was a Sarlokian at all.
"Where are you taking me?" the prince asked.
"Headquarters."
Ember stared at Kay. He looked intently at the road, furrowing his brow.
"Is there something on your mind?" Ember whispered.
"I'm fine," the agent assured her.
She frowned. He was definitely lying. Finally, they parked in front of MIB headquarters. Kay walked Orrin in, while Ember waited patiently.
Agent K returned about twenty minutes later. They began the drive back to the apartment. An awkward silence enveloped them.
"You've only said one thing since we met up with the Konians."
Ember looked over at Kay. "What?" she asked.
"You usually...talk more."
"Why does that concern you?" The seer's words came out more harshly than intended.
"I don't know, Slick."
Another wave of silence hit them until they arrived back at Kay's apartment. Ember stopped looking at him, just like when she'd first arrived. There was something she needed to know. But she couldn't put her finger on it. There was something locked away, and she had lost the key.
Sorry for the kind of late update, guys. I had writer's block. Things will hopefully pick up for chapter four... - MISS GLOBAL