It's midnight when the cars arrive to Beckwith Park: court used for Tori's team to practice. Fireworks. Conformed by Yugo, Gao, Kuguru and Baku, Fireworks represent the only hope on bringing down the power of the Sand Sharks. Those four merciless cars whose purpose was to eliminate repeated models. They are naturally bad, addicted to power and authority. But there weren't always only two sides. Before, they were hundreds of teams. The most important ones, of course, were four: besides the forementioned, there also were the recently awakened ones, the Titans, that used to be the perfect rivals for the Sharks. They were always disputing unforgettable finals, in which the good side won almost every time. And finally, True Brothers. Noboru, Tetsuya, Sophia and Davide. With a few won championships on the human era, they strengthened as a tough team, but they could never overcome the death of one of their members. As it is said on the name of the team, the Tetsuya brothers were the most promising cars in Rocket League, until Grog decided to bury their hope and pulverize one of them. Since that moment, they've retired from the competitions. Now they live in the shadows.

Baku approaches his friend Gao: "Hey, V. I'm still pretty lost… Why does everybody seem to admire them? I have never seen them in my life!"

"You were created just a few years after the Great Disappearance, Zip. Everything happened when-," Hog interrupts him saying, "Let me tell it, Gao. I think everybody wants to know what happened."

"Guys! Come here for a second," Gao calls the rest of the cars. The nine of them form a kind of audience in the middle of the Beckwith to hear the mighty truck.

"I can't deny that I have waited a long time to hear what had really happened," confesses Tori. "I've never believed the human versions."

"I think you all remember the historical 2100 finale, don't you? Sorry, TK, that question goes to them. Even though it was your best championship. Great memories… Anyway, many years passed full of discussions about the demolition. Most of the humans supported it but they were some who resisted. After nine dark years, humans came to an agreement. A tournament which would define the destiny of it all. It was expected that the two final teams were going to be the usual: ours, Titans, and them, Sharks. It was decided that the winning team would determine whether the demolition was going to be allowed or not. Either way, we had an excellent relationship with our owners. For them it was worth the effort. The tournament was played and the Final arrived. A single match, in that case. You know the story: TK scored in extra time and the crown was ours. We were sure that demolition was going to end that year. But something terrible happened in the tunnels that night."

Leo wants to leave but Yuma encourages him to stay. "You can do it, son." Hog goes on.

"We were kidnapped and tortured by days. They told us not to ban demolition. Everything went too far. By not agreeing with them, Sand Sharks began to demolish even in friendly matches. They even used that as a way to torture us. And that's how less than a hundred of repeated models were left. We were about to give up, but our owners rescued us just in time. One more day and I think we were going to accept the deal. We couldn't resist anymore. We never knew what happened later because they put us in those containers you found some days ago. 'We have to do it! It's the only way!' they told us repeatedly. I don't know how we ended up in this planet. And I don't know what happened to Rocket League since we left that day…"

"I know," Yugo says after some silent seconds. "When you left, everything worsened. Matches were practically death sentences. Years later, demolition was banned. You know why?" Yuma looks at him with anxious sadness. "Repeated models didn't exist anymore. Because of economic crisis and wars, companies couldn't afford building again the models. Since then, we are the only unique models."

"And that's not all," adds Dev. The other cars waited for the next words with fear. "The Sharks want to allow demolition again."

"What?!" Yuma explodes. "That's preposterous! How can they allow it if there's only one car of each model?"

Dev answers him calmly: "They have a plan. Live like gods and be venerated by the Scarabs. Now there are not humans around, they want it all. We were created with a good purpose, but them… Their purpose was always evil." A hollow silence filled the atmosphere in the Beckwith. Everyone was trying to process all the facts. It's a lot of history to digest so fast. Hog finally breaks the silence.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know it had gone so far. If only we had been there"

"You would have been killed," finishes Tori. "Don't even think to blame yourselves. Thanks to all of you we all had hope. Do you know why we are here? Does this field look familiar? This is your natural habitat. You wrote legends in these courts. We grew up with your examples. And let me tell you something. Just like you long ago represented the resistance against the evilness of the Sharks, I cordially invite you to take that place once again and lead us all to bring down those damn murderers. Please!"

Hog thinks and looks at Leo. Yuma returns that look with approval. Takumi seems insecure but agrees. Hog answers.

"Let's do it."

"Let's do it!" repeats Leo jumping from the excitement.

"Yeah, that bastards are going to pay. Especially Dom. Especially Dom…." susurrates Yuma.

Nobody understands what he means but they start to celebrate through all the field. Everyone flies with their boost except for TK, who doesn't remember how to do it quite well.

"Let's begin. Shall we?" The happy Tori pushes a button next to the field and a ball emerges in the middle of the Beckwith.

"Oh, I've missed this." Leo charges full speed at the ball.