"Hold it!" Jet and Adven froze up. They had just found their entrance to the ruins. And it was only their luck that they would have to deal with somebody else.

It was a man's voice. While being a suave one and overall normal there was a hint of coldness to it. Something that could instill fear in the two young men. There was age in the voice though it be a young one just the age that Jet and Adven shared.

Adven and Jet silently looked to one another. Enemies they may be, but the two of them were caught in the same mess. Out of common trouble allies are made. Still, neither of the two young turned. They had stopped though.

"Hand over the items you own." The man behind them demanded. He was not kidding around.

Jet spun around and kicked off the wall as Adven did a backflip. The two of them both being knocked on their asses by the other man and his companion.

The two young looked at the older men. The first with gray spiked hair who looked on unamused. His eyes seemed innocent, but they hid something unseen. His clothing was much too plain. A simple black shirt with long-sleeves. His pants a dark brown. Simple, one color, no fills, clothing.

"You don't seem to understand who you are dealing with." The man examined as Jet and Adven sat on their knees rubbing the spots they were punched at by the first man and the man beside him.

The silent man beside him whose eyes were open but were so small seemed closed. Looked like he was squinting through those tan eyelids. His black hair in larger spikes that seemed similar to a comic Adven had read in which an alien had his hair turn yellow out of rage for the death of his friend. This man seemed to have hair like a fusion of that alien and the alien prince of that story. Wearing a brown work-shirt with a pair of matching brown work pants. A black belt with a silver clasp holding them up. A black shirt worn under the coat that showed itself by the nape of his neck.

"You shouldn't stress yourself." The silent man said.

"I suppose you're right, Gene. Why don't you handle these two inferior beings?" The first man wonders. "I need to conserve my strength to stay alive."

"It's only right that I should help the god among men." Gene replies as the first man stepped back and Gene took center stage. "Hello, I suppose you would be Jet Enduro and he Adven Bok. Do you like Jet? I would rather call you Adam Kadmon, being it your original name."

Jet felt off about this. A man who knew him more than Jet may even know himself. Adven meanwhile was not really sure what either were talking about being that he didn't know anything about Jet's past. "Listen Jet, obviously this…man is crazy." Adven began. "We should be able to take him out easily if we team together."

Jet nodded in his numb state. "You two will take that man on?" The first man questioned. "You do realize you speak to Gene Nimrod. A man with strength second to none."

Jet recalled that Nimrod was a mighty hunter and king. A nimrod was a hunter, and they usually were backed with incredible skill. A descendent of Ham. "A hunter than?" He scoffed.

"A hunter has more to him than skills needed to hunt." Gene noted as Jet stood upward to his feet. "Would you like to see."

"Go ahead." Jet flashed the letter that Dowaito had at his home. Waving it about in the air. "You do that and this letter is yours. It is what you want, right?"

"The map…and the letter?" Adven wondered as he looked to his own parchment.

"You're smart." Gene quipped. "To know that which we seek. The map to these caverns appear when in front of light, and the letter will lead the way."

"In other word…the map has a second map that appears when behind a flame, and the letter will allow you to translate the letters you will see." Adven deduces. He takes out a match and runs it against the wall. He put the map up to it and saw the map that had been hidden that showed the ruins. The intended path. The flame goes out and with a yelp he drops the match.

"We will have to do combat to see who gains the items." Gene states before moving for the two.

Jet was the first to act. He saw Gene lunge for Adven and tackled Gene. Or…he would have had Gene not threw Jet over his back first. Gene's charge never stopped, and Adven had countered with a flying fist. Gene moved his head around the blow and sent his own to Adven's gut. A large breath expelling with it. Jet stumbled upward and noticed Gene go for the map in Adven's hands.

Drawing his ARM, Jet goes to fire, but is met instead by a kunai knife. In surprise and reflex, Jet dropped his ARM when the knife hit his hand. It missed his skin, but got part of his thumbnail and his ARM.

Jet was quick to sling his boomerang to his front and watch it fly for Gene. The small space between the two should make it impossible to avoid. So Gene simply snapped his arm out and hit the boomerang aside as if it had been only a bee.

Gene used the moment Jet had to rethink his attack to his advantage and ran for the boy. Adven went to trip him from his spot on the ground which ended Gene's charge and sent him to the air to avoid Adven's trap. Jet immediately threw his body forward to punch the man into the wall across from him. The raven-haired man hit the wall with a grunt as he fell back to his feet with a sneer on his face.

Jet meanwhile had landed onto Adven who remained lying on the ground. A few curse words later Jet had been flung backwards into his wall by Adven who stood up.

Adven immediately went to action and sent a jab for Gene who moved aside. Gene was met instantly by Adven's second fist, to which each fist ends hitting the wall and leaving a dent. Pieces of rubble falling. Gene stuck between the two outstretched arms took this chance to head-butt Adven, sending the brunette backwards mouthing off about how stupid it was to not remember that Gene had a head too.

As Jet came back to the fight, he and Adven both lunged forward and missed the man who went under their two arms and punched each in the worse spot for them to be hit. The two men instantly collapsed to the ground. Rolling around a bit in pain. Each cursing that they were born male at the moment.

Gene picked up the letter and map. "I'll be taking these."

Jet tried to sit up. Clenching his teeth. "That…wasn't…fair!"

"Who said this was a fair fight?" Gene smirked.

Jet's anger took over and negated the pain. Adven's as well. Each of the men stood upward only to be met with the first man with no name. They went frozen out of shock. "Flame Burst Profusion!" The man declared and the two were pelted by balls of flame. Each of them being flung from the halls and back to the foyer with the altar.

Jet and Adven landed without any burns or scorch marks. Totally out of it. They would pose no more threat to the two men. They had been defeated by an attack Jet knew was false. But it had felt so real. It had creamed them.

"Thanks for the map and letter." Gene observed and the two men departed from the entrance hall.