Dae Jung felt himself fall down. His chest was heaving with heavy breathes and sweat covered his body. In the distances the shouting had stopped so he knew he was safe for now. His hand went down shakily to,touch his thigh the winced. There was a burn there. He had a bunch of tiny burnt marks , but they weren't that bad so he ignored him. How had it possible gotten to this? Well It really was all that idiot yongs fault...

" Quit rolling around Yong!" Dae snapped as they rode on ten back of a trunk. All around them were people that were also being towed into German. Without any I.D and they're young age the decided that this was probably the best way.

He heard the whining of the stupid clone but focused on the slim little hole in the wall. Thoughts of playing in Korean green grass when he was barely able to walk. The sky was clear and his mothers smile was directed towards him. If Dae held his breathe it was like he could still feeling her fingers running through his long hair or the sweet words she always graced him with a kiss on the forehead. His hand went out to connect with his twins.

" HAND OVER ALL YOUR MONEY!" He heard somebody scream breaking him from the musing.

In the back do the car was three man with black mask over their faces. The were now yelling in angry German and pushing people out.

" Code yellow," Dae muttered over his shoulder before he was shoved out harshly.

Up ahead The Korean could see people getting mugged then shot. Well that was not going to do at all. Instantly his face was that of a scared little boy. He had perfected in the hospital by using different faces on the patients so they would do stuff for him.

" I'm scared Dae," he heard his birthed mutter behind him. He moved his head a fraction of a inch and matched his brother's eye. That was all Yong needed.

" Well looky here," A gruff voice said grabbing his collar. The small teen was pulled up till he was before a tall, hairy man. Dae scrunched up his nose at the stale smell of beer hitting his senses. Hands were now going down his back. Oh fuck...that's was happening. Now it...fuck that asshole was fast. Dae was flipped around and something hard was pushed against the fabric of his pants.

" You sure sure are a pretty little thing," The foul man said rubbing against him." I could have a fun night with you."

" Could you?" Dae asked back completely innocent.

The hands moved off Dae's arms to move to his pants buckle. A fatal mistake. Dae moved fast punching the guys balls. When he let go the Korean whipped around and with one slice slit the bastard throat. Now that brought attention and gunshots went off. Dae ducked down using the body as a shield before rounding the truck. People were scattering now while some men in the wagon grew some and teamed up on the other two robbers.

Gun shots went off and the good guys were losing fast. Thinking fast Dae ran to the front jumping in the passenger seat. Hands fumbled in his pocket before producing a match. The others were dead. Yong soo couldn't be seen. Work fast, Dae work fasts. Footsteps toward him. Faster Dae. A hand on the door handle.

A spark went off and the stick came aflame. Just as the door opened Dae stuck the match inti the guys hair. Shocked the man stood still why Dae went out the truck and pushed him in. Screaming came from inside but door stayed stuck keeping it inside.

More gunshots and Dae took off towards the mountains. One...two...three BOOM

" Shit!" Dae shouted as he was thrown to the ground. The burnings from the car went around him burning the at his skin.

Run Dae run...run...run...that's just what he did. He ran for miles and miles till he found a old building.