Sugar Coating It (MIB FF)

Chapter 8: Safe and Sound?

I walk into HQ, people rushing past me. I see Zed up front watching the huge screen; it had the Kalhon ship in Central Park displayed on it.

"What do the aliens want?" I ask as I stand beside Zed.

"You. Killed." I looked at Zed. He looked back at me. "Kidding."

"Never knew you'd be the one to kid." I shrug and turn back to the screen. When that happens, that means your hiding someth'n. Hiding what?

"The Kalhoun leader, Wirt, says he wants to talk to you." Zed answered.

"If he's gonna talk to me, I gotta have a car key." I remember. I could feel Zed looking at me. I look back at me. "I've started a car three times using the under paneling. I was lucky to turn it off once by the under paneling." I shrug.

Zed nods, looking back forward.

I got into yet another car, with the two weapons that I had in the other car in the backseat, and the cricket still in my pocket. The mechanic said he didn't even know how I turned the bloomy thing on and off the way I did it. I honestly didn't know either. I was just glad I got keys. Well, its just like a little silver oval with a blue button.

I close the door and press the button. The car started with ease. "Finally!" I lean my head against the headrest.

The mechanic comes over and pecks on the window, his face stained with oil, and his light blonde hair a now dirty brown. I roll down the window. "Yeah?"

"See that blue button on the steering wheel?" He points at the steering wheel.

"Yeah. Why?" I ask, seeing the small blue button.

"That is a experimental thing that I like to call the Motor-Sphere. When you press it, the car separates and becomes the Motor-Sphere. The sphere is basically a thin wheel with the diver in the middle. It has two rings, the ring in the middle, and the outer ring. It can go anywhere besides swamps." He explains.

"The Motor-Sphere? That name sucks." I let out a small laugh.

"Then what do you think I should call it?" The mechanic crossed his arms.

"I dunno. Um, the Uni-Bike, the Alt-Wheel. The M-Cycle and MB would be good too."

"The M-Cycle? The MB?" He cocks his head to the right.

"Yeah. You know: MIB, M-Cycle, 'M' for motor, MB for 'Motor Bike'."

He nods his head. "Okay, okay."

We say our good-byes and I go on my way. I go back towards Central Park. I pull to a curb. Zed didn't really say where the Kalhoun wanted to meet me. I assumed that the meeting place was here, because this is where the first two encounters were here, so it would make sense. I rub the temple of my head.

Harry walked down the street , and in front of the car. He glanced at me, but kept moving. Not a wave or a friendly gesture. Jay was right about people not remembering me.

"Agents," A message came over my earpiece. It was mostly static. "Agents... Get outta.... I repeat... Outta New....!"

I gently press the piece up to my ear. "Zed, your message is breaking up. Get out of New York?" I ask. I shuffle in my seat.

"Get... New... now!"

"Slow down and boost your signal."' I grab the bridge of my nose.

No reply. "Zed? You there?"

Again, no reply.

I lower my hand, and look through my windshield. Some people were hearding others it seemed. I look out of the window on my left and saw some people passing me; they looked deathly, with paler skin than usual, and dark circles around their eyes. All of them so far were people that I had seen on the street. One looked straight into the window, meeting my gaze. He took a step off the sidewalk.

I immediatly locked the doors, and spurred towards thirty-seventh street. Looking around, it seemed like everyone was turning into something similar to a zombie. Of course, zombies don't exist. Not that I know of, anyways.

I feel like there's someone following me. I look in the rearview mirror; a baby blue Mercedez Benz with the windows smashed in is behind me. The man in the driver's seat had a little blood on his shirt, but was okay from what I could tell. His eyes were blackened worse than the others. He must've been in a fight with one of them.

I speed up. The man speeds up as well. I go past seventy miles per hour as I turn a corner. The man follows along.

"Time to try that MB thing." I press the blue button.

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