Apollo, Athena, and Phoenix walked out of the office apartment. Locking the door, they headed down the stairs and out the apartment building. The weather was gentle and the walk was quiet and serene. The streets were a bit busy, a few people would walk by, but the atmosphere was less chaotic than its normal city had liven up everyday.

"Are you sure you want to come, Mr. Wright? Athena and I got this in the bag." Apollo asked with his arms folded.

"Apollo… I just can't strain my throat. I am not handicapped." Phoenix muffled. He glided his hand along his neck and cleared his throat. He felt his throat a little sore after accidentally stabbing his tonsil with his toothbrush, but besides that, he felt great. Vivacity within him and very refreshed, surprisingly after his recent attack, he felt like he could take on the world. In a way, as crazy as it sounds, he wished he was attacked a little sooner if he knew he would feel so alive. 'Irony...'

"As a matter of fact… I bet I can beat you in a foot race there, Apollo." Phoenix challenged his younger colleague.

"Mr. Wright?" Apollo flinched back looking at his boss. Wright was playing against the buttons on his sleeve, his eyes closed with the biggest smug grin he had ever seen, "you can't be serious?"

"Oh, but I am, Mr. Justice." Phoenix's head looked down, that smug grin still plastered on his face. He finally looked back up, his eyes gleaming with winning intentions.

'Mr. Justice? He's serious!'

Apollo unfolded his arms. "Huh, if you're that confident," arms akimbo. "Very well then!" Apollo furrowed his brows with a confident smirk.

Athena stepped forward, "C'mon guys! Don't do it!"

"Why not?" Apollo awaited an answer. "Mr. Wright here thinks he can win in a foot race. You may be able to beat me in a battle of wits, but there's no way I'm going to be trumped by you in this kind of challenge. I have the upper hand!"

"And what makes you think that, Apollo?" Phoenix's arms were folded, his head tilted back in amusement.

Apollo patted his chest with pride against his red vest. "Let me put it this way: the younger generation, you can say, has more endurance and energy." His smirk almost reached his ear.

"Psh!" The sound whistled through Wright's lips. "I've walked and ran to court numerous times, kid. Wayyy longer than you have." Phoenix's eyes were fixed on his challenger.

"Guys, stop it…" Athena interrupted. "Stop arguing..." her head was down, staring at the concrete. A frown on her face and her eyes closed.

"Athena, c'mon. This is a one on one between two men. Just friendly competition." Phoenix's arms unfolded, looking at his concerned employee. Her yellow blazer seemed a few colors dark as Phoenix approached her. He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Athena?"

She stood silent. Head still down and mind in the clouds. "Listen, it's a friendly competition."

"I mean, well… Mr. Wright, are you sure?" Athena finally muttered words through her mouth. She finally lifted her head up and looked at her boss. She felt like he towered over her. His black blazer had sleek lapels that lightly reflected the sun in her eyes. "I'll be fine, Athena."

His tone changed. She was slightly shocked how his voice somehow comforted her entirely. As if his voice had somehow triggered off her worry switch. The maturity meter skyrocketed and the superiority was limitless. She always saw him as her boss, but the way his voice curved and twisted in her ear made her want to listen attentively and obey.

She finally smiled, her eyes closed, "Okay!" She slammed her fist into her palm. "And you know what else?" Phoenix and Apollo looked at her with intrigue. She raised her signature peace sign, "I'm going to join too!"

Phoenix lightly leaned back with her overwhelming excitement. The red attorney stared at his colleague with awe. "Alright then!"

The attorneys lined up at the intersection of a four way cross. Phoenix pulled his head to the side, cracked his neck, and adjusted his shoulders forward and backward in a circle, loosening his muscles. Apollo stretched his arms and pulled back his leg, holding onto his ankles to stretch his hamstrings. He proceeded with the other foot, pulled it back, and nestled it down to the ground. Athena had her arms apart and twisted her body to crack her back. She inhaled slowly, raising her hands in the air and finally reached down to her toes slowly, exhaling during her descent. She rose back up and looked at her fellow lawyers. They were ready.

Passion in their hearts and competitiveness in their minds. "It's on!"

Athena arched forward, her white boot against the tarmac edge, one arm forward and another arm lined behind her. Apollo's left foot was adjusted, knee bent slightly forward and arms bent near his sides. Phoenix was bent down, right leg bent up to his chest, almost touching his chin, his arms were by his sides, held up by his fingertips against the floor, and one leg stretched back holding his position.

"Wow, boss! You're taking this seriously!" Athena giggled. Her boss was practically in the track star position about to bulldoze anything in his way.

"Ooooooh… Yes I am!" his tone teeming with confidence.

The intersection traffic light was green. Cars zoomed by in front of them. The racers stood patiently in their positions. A small smirk formed on Phoenix's face. The light changed to yellow, cars began zooming quicker to beat the yellow menace that was meant to signal them to slow down. The younger attorneys shuffled a bit for a comfortable position and better area. The older attorney stood perfectly still. The grin grew wider, lips slowly unraveling teeth. The last few cars were coming to a halt as the light flickered red. The grin transformed into a full blown open mouth smile to the point his lips almost folded. "GO!"

Athena darted in the lead. Apollo sped forward, and Phoenix lunged almost flying forward, causing gravel to fly back. The attorneys were speeding down the sidewalk, dodging people left and right. Beads of sweat were forming on the two leading attorneys, Phoenix still in the back looking at the younger attorneys feet kick upward.

"Is. That. All. You. Got. Apollo?!" Athena panting as she looked back to the red rushing attorney, her yellow blazer fluttering behind her. Apollo forced his legs to pick up speed, straining a bit. 'That's it! I'm going to work out more after this!'

"NUH-UH! You ain't seen nothin' yet!" His horns flying back against his head as he picked up the pace, reaching Athena. She gave an angry but competitive look. Her eyes closed shut, kicking the ground for more friction. They were neck and neck. Sweat began to drench the attorneys' backs and face. They're movements almost in sync as their bodies contorted forwards.

Phoenix was still running. His heart pumped with excitement. Surprisingly in a steady pace, he was flashing his arms forward and back, his legs weren't tired. He was a good five feet behind the two younger attorneys.

Athena was leaning towards Apollo to the street. Apollo saw her rushing to him and began to lean to his left. He looked forward and realized that he was going to run straight into a fire hydrant. He braced his legs together and leaped over the red obstacle, his hands over the top and arched his legs forward to regain speed after landing.

"That. was. dirty. Athena!" Apollo slurred the words between trying to catch his breath.

"Who said. We had. To play. Clean!?" Athena hoarse between her breaths. She smirked at the other attorney behind her. Apollo rebalanced his footing and darted to the yellow attorney.

Phoenix saw his employees rough housing in front of him. He kept his pace, keeping a distance behind Apollo. He was barely expunging energy. His eyes became fixed on the sprinting lawyer ahead. He felt a tap in his throat. His pace began to pick up, his arms poised and arched forward. The attorney finally caught up to his red opponent. Apollo flinched as he saw the black vest to the corner of his eyes.

"What?! No way!" Apollo tried to force his legs to continue galloping, but that jumped caused him to pull his calf after the awkward impact. He saw Wright with enduring confidence, not a single sweat on his face. Apollo began to lose velocity and saw Wright smirk back at him. 'This is so humiliating!'

Wright entered a into a fast speed and the building seemed to just faze by like tunnel vision. The yellow attorneys feet kicking up, she looked over her shoulder and saw Phoenix treading quickly to her. She let out a small yelp by the look on his face: determination with malicious intent. His throat tingled. A weird and foreign sensation came over him, almost like instinct. He was a black and white bullet running to her. His spikes were flapping around from the turbulent winds.

"I'm coming to get you, Athena!" Phoenix's voice hoarse. "You better run faster!"

Athena looked back with apprehension at the attorney, his eyes wide with excitement. "Wait! Wait! I thought! This was. A race!" Words struggled through her exhausted body.

"NOT ANYMORE!"

The bullet attorney caught up to her and grabbed her by her arms, she tripped over her footing and began to fall quickly to the ground with her boss still holding her arms. She couldn't brace for impact, his strong grip holding down her arms. She cringed tightly awaiting for the pavement. Phoenix grabbed her in one arm swiftly, lengthened his leg and used his palm of his free hand to leap forward and cushion the landing into a leap forward and stumbled over trying to catch his footing, softly landing on a grass patch.

His elbows landed, still clutching onto Athena. He was breathing heavily into her face as his body casted a shadow over her, overpowering her with his presence. Athena finally opened her eyes and saw the frightening visage of her boss, his teeth gritted and his eyes piercing. "Don't hurt me!"

Phoenix let go of Athena, startled by what he was doing and lunged upward. "I'm… I'm so sorry Athena!" He offered his hand to help her. "I-I- didn't mean to startle you. You almost fell so I-! ...I'm sorry."

Athena hesitated, looking at her boss's hand. She finally took his offer and lifted her to her feet. She looked away from Wright, rubbing her arm lightly in nervousness, "It's okay…"

Apollo finally managed to catch up, holding onto his calf. He was leaning against a wall, struggling to steady his breath. "Are. You guys. Okay?!"

"Yeah…" Phoenix answered. Athena merely nodded. Apollo interjected, "Wha-t was. that?"

"We fell…" Athena still stroking looking the other way.

"No! No! I mean. Mr. Wright. How did you. Did you. Get. So fast?!" Still stuttering between Apollo's breaths.

"I don't know." Phoenix looked over at Athena. "Was I really going that fast?" He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yeah…" Apollo finally composed himself with one last inhale before starting again. "You were a train!"

Phoenix smiled sheepishly, still rubbing the back of his head. He turned his concern back to Athena. Her arched forward to try to see her face. "Listen, Athena. I really am sorry."

Again, she felt that tone in his voice. The genuine vibrations of his voice. She couldn't stay mad for long even though she tried her hardest. She felt that he really was sorry and guilty for what he did.

Phoenix was gazing at the pavement. He felt a nudge on his side by an elbow. "It's okay, boss."

"Now…" Phoenix looked over his shoulder to see Apollo. He turned, arms folded and a shit eating grin on his face, "what about the younger generation and their endurance?"

Apollo pursed his lips and pouted, looking at any other direction besides where his boss stood.

"Yeah… yeah… whatever…" Apollo stifled the words between his lips, still wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Wright smiled lightly at her before looking up, they were at their destination. "Okay, let's see what we can find here."