The power of five

The Gathering

Lane

He had never been so nervous in his life.

He had waited for this moment for seventeen years, and the fate of Wii depended on him. He knew the consequences that were ahead and knew he couldn't back down now. He enjoyed the small amount of freedom he had, but now had to focus on something far more important.

It was all going to start...at International High.

Lane bit his lip as he glanced out the window, watching cars and buildings passing by. He sat in the passenger's seat thinking, as he blocked out the disco music booming out of the speakers. He held onto his backpack sitting in his lap. His grip tightened, as the car came to a sudden stop. Causing Lane to look forward, noticing the long line of cars waiting to pull into the high school in the distance.

" Why are you so nervous?"

Lane listened to Link's question. As he turned his head, looking over at his friend driving the car. Link smirked grabbing the steering wheel with one hand, just as the line begin to move.

" I..."

" It's high school, Lane. " Link interrupted. " We've been going to this school for three years, remember? Or did summer vacation wipe your memory?" Link laughed.

" It's going to be a different year, Link." Lane said softly.

" I know! We're finally seniors. Things couldn't get better than that."

Lane looked away, and stared down at the front pocket of his backpack. He watched that particular pocket with caution. " You don't know the half of it..." He whispered.

Lane carefully examined the school, as Link pulled onto the campus. He watched the other teenagers, who ranged from freshmen to seniors; make their way inside the multi-leveled brick building. Within the hundreds of students, lurked four other chosen teenagers. He knew he had to locate them. It was his job.

After parking, Link and Lane both got out of the car. Lane tossed his bag straps around his shoulders and began to walk across the street to the building. He stopped on the other side and waited for Link, watching as groups of teenagers walked passed him. He placed his hands within the pocket of his jeans, listening to conversations and scanning the crowd.

Anyone...or anything could have been watching him, so he had to be careful. There was a group, who he had considered as enemy, which was practically what they were. Members of that group blended in like regular people, even though they are much powerful than that. They could be anyone, and Lane was certain a few of them were teenagers who attended International High.

" Lane?"

Lane immediately turned around at the sound of a friendly and familiar voice. He smiled at the sight of Fox McCloud standing behind. Fox had one strap of his backpack around his shoulder as he walked up to the brown haired teen. He wore faded blue jeans and a large black sweater with white lettering across.

" Hey Fox."

" Did u enjoy your summer?" Fox questioned as he stopped in front of Lane.

Lane nodded. " I did " He turned his attention to Link, who was still by his car, talking with Captain Falcon.

" Happy Belated Birthday. It was yesterday, right?" Lane nodded again, turning his attention back to the brown haired fox in front of him. " I was busy, which was why I didn't give you a call."

" It's okay." Lane explained. " How's Falco? Are you two still hanging out?"

Fox crossed his arms. " Yeah, well...he changed over the summer. I don't really like how he acts now, so I try to avoid him."