Caine's hopes didn't come true, because he'd been driving for 5 hours now and still going strong.

(Caine)(Thinking) I have a feeling I'm going to be driving for a lot longer. And that reminds me; Always check how far the customer wants you to go BEFORE you accept the contract. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid, Stupid, Stupid, Stupid!

As Caine cursed himself, he started to pass through a tall canyon. It looked like it was a couple of miles long. Caine was halfway through, when he spotted a silhouette of something or someone. He immediately stopped the bike and looked up at the canyon rim. All of the sudden, by the sound of it, someone with a rocket launcher shot a projectile at him. But Caine could tell by the projectory of it that the missile was going to miss him. In fact, it was going ahead of him into the canyon wall..

(Caine)(Thinking) Wait a minute.. Oh crap.

With a large explosion, the rocket created an avalanche of rocks to fall on Caine. But his bike was too fast and he barely escaped being buried alive. Caine's heart was racing.

(Caine)(Thinking) Man! What a rush! That was crazy! Damn it, pull yourself together. Someone tried to kill you. I'll get him though.

Caine quickly took his sniper rifle out and got off his bike. He stood up, and while in a standing position, his rifle telescoped out to its full length. Caine put his eye up to the scope just in time to see a dark figure abandon its weapon and start running. One peculiar feature that our mercenary saw was that the mystery person had a dragon tattoo on his arm. Who cares? Caine digs his heels into the ground as he points the gun at the canyon top towards the person up there. He takes aim and then fires. BOOM! Caine misses, as the mystery person darts out of the way.

(Caine)(Thinking) he's fast.

Caine takes aim again.

(Caine)(Thinking) I'll get him this time.

BOOM! miss. BOOM! another miss. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! all misses. As Caine shoots his barrage, gigantic holes appear in the rock face as the thing up there dodges every bullet with ease.

(Caine)(Thinking) Damn, IT! One last time!

Caine follows the figure with his barrel, exhales,-the thing is almost out of sight- and squeezes the trigger, hoping it hits. BOOM!......... ..DAMN!

(Caine)(Thinking) He got away. HE GOT AWAY?! Oh I sware, I'll find you where ever you are.

Caine, psychotic with anger, got back on his bike and drove to..to.. Oh what the hell, Caine was too angry to think right now.