“You’re the only one here without an ability. I don’t trust anyone outside our League.”
Wait a minute. Only solution? So that means...I have to succeed. “Can’t you send someone else? Like maybe someone without powers? You know, like an adult?”
“Lindsay would respond better to someone her own age. We have tried sending adult recruiters after her, but Lindsay doesn’t trust adults, because she has been burned by too many. Don’t worry, we’ll help you. You will not be alone, but we’ll discuss that later.”
I’m still gaping at him. Dad clears his throat. “Another thing,” he says. “I want you to have a few sessions with Dr. Evans. He’ll brief you and train you on how to attend public school as a regular teenage boy. You don’t have much experience working with civilians and I need you to be prepared for anything.”
Dr. Evans? The League shrink? “But I don’t need counseling or preparation. How hard can going to public school and befriending a girl be? All I gotta do is be nice to her, right?”
“I want you to be emotionally and mentally ready. I need everything to go as smoothly as possible. We have no room for errors.”
Great, that’s just awesome.
“ Do you accept your assignment, Kale?”
I swallow. How can I accept this mission? Me, the loser of the League with no powers. How can they rely on me to succeed? I look at Dad. His eyes are worried, yet filled with trust and hope. Maybe I can do this? He did say I’ll have help, so maybe this isn’t as bad as it seems? I can’t let Earth blow up. I’ve got to try.
“I accept.”
Chapter Five
“Yo,” Stretch says, thumping me on the back. “You sleeping?”
He, X, and I are hanging out in my room. I’m on the bed while Stretch’s pretty much all over the place, and X is on the floor near us. Pri zm’s here, too. Only because we can’t get rid of him. He tosses his ball from one hand to the other.
I lean back against the wall. “Nah.”
“Everyone’s been talking about your mission,” Stretch says.
I shrug.
“Dude.” Stretch pokes my shoulder with his long finger. “How are you so calm? This girl...dude. Do you know what she’s gonna do?” He motions an explosion with his hands, his green eyes big.
I roll my eyes . “Everyone knows that.”
“You know what Speed heard?” Stretch continues. Speed? He runs so fast he hears nothing. “The girl? Volcano? She’s dangerous, and I don’t mean because she’s gonna blow up. Your dad told the Elites that she can kill all of us.”
I roll my ey es again. “Yeah, man. Hence the...” Now I move my hands in an explosion.
“No, dude. I mean, like, when we get close to her, she kills us.”
“Yeah, that’s what my dad told me. Looks like my non-powers finally come to good use.” Really, I’m not that calm—kinda pissing myself on the inside—but the guys don’t need to know that.
Stretch reaches for the bag of popcorn from the corner of the room. It’s probably a week old. He pops a few in his mouth. “ Man, Kale. You seriously okay with this?”
“Mission’s a mission.”
He and X exchange glances, but don’t say a word. They probably think I can’t do it.
“I’m done talking about this,” I say. “Let’s go play a game or something.”
***
It’s the night before I leave for my assignment. Dad’s got all these rules I need to follow. I pay attention to some and tune others out. I’ve got to dye my hair from blonde to brown, cut it short to look different. When we go on missions, we wear masks to keep our identities hidden. Even me. But Dad’s paranoid, so he’s changing my entire look. I know I’m going to look lame. I don’t do brown hair. At least I don’t have to wear contact lenses to change my eyes. I like them blue.
He told me that public school is nothing like the school we have here, where we all train to become better heroes. Sure we learn the other important things like math and science, but that’s always