“Excuse me Mr. King,” Jimmy sputtered out. Someone quickly corrected him, the African man should be addressed as Director King. “Pardon me, Director King. What exactly is [i]The Defiance Project[/i]? Should I assume you expect us to be some sort of super hero to protect the world? Is that what we are talking about?” A sly smile creased Jimmy’s lips. “What gift are you talking about?” Jimmy had always kept his abilities secret. No one knew him by his alias, [i]Iron Monkey[/i]. He never shared that secret with anyone. [i]‘There is no way this Director King knows about my special abilities,’[/i] Jimmy thought to himself. “If what you say is true about us, how could you possibly know anything? I can’t speak for my other hostages here, but I for one don’t have any [i]gift[/i]. I might be slightly good at hand to hand combat, but that is about it. Anyone who pays attention to UFC, might know that.”