It was a normal day in China.

The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the Hellions were going West.

All was normal.

Untill Hakkai lost control of the Jeep.

The Jeep swerved rapidly, crashing into the side of a large tree.

If anyone had been looking, they would have seen a bright flash of light as the green Jeep smashed into the tree, and after the light was gone, it looked like nothing had happened.

Unfortunatly for the 6 in the vehicle, something did happen.

Hazel woke up with a massive headache. The last thing he remembered was the Jeep swerving rapidly...

He sat up suddenly, taking in his surrondings. He was on the side of a road of sorts, laying on a sidewalk.

The bishop stood, and turned around. Looking over the edge, he saw 5 familiar figures."Hazel!" Goku shouted,"How'd ya get up there!"

Hazel replied, "Haven't a clue!"

Goku would have yelled back, if someone hadn't opened fire on the group. Hazel watched in horror as the group ran to cover. He saw no blood, thank goodness! That was a good sign.

"Hey you."

Hazel turned around, the voice sounding extremley familiar.

Sitting on a motorcycle, in black leather, was his exact copy.

More gunshots below.

Hazel went to look, but the person on the bike said, "Don't worry about them, we're in more danger! Get on!" The look-alike pointed at the back of the bike.

Hazel was uneasy about it. "I don't know, looks dangerous."

The copy sighed." It's more dangerous to just sit here like we are! Now get on or we'll get shot!"

Hazel looked down the road. There was some guys in official suits coming their way, guns pointed.

He decided to take his chances with the bike. Right after he got on, the men opened fire. The twin swerved to avoid being hit as he sped up. Hazel clung to his look-alike's waist, praying that he wouldn't get shot.

Gunshots behind them kept getting closer.

The not-him cursed under his breath and pulled a handgun out from his pocket. "Sit up, and grip the bike with your knees. Can you use this?" he asked, refering to the gun.

Hazel said "Yes, why?"

The twin replyed,"So you can shoot the Agents that are after you if they get any closer!"

He then shoved he gun at Hazel, who took it, and the riding advice too.

As they sewerved in and out of traffic, Hazel felt confused. Why was he trusting this man?

His suspion peaked when the man took out a small phone and started talking into it. "G., where are we meeting?"

He couldn't hear the reply, but the guy nodded and put it away and leaned forward.

"Where are we going!" Hazel yelled over the roar of traffic.

"Away from here! We've got 15 minutes to get to an exit before we get left behind! But don't worry!" The look-alike grinned at Hazel,"You're with me. My name's Shyku, by the way! What's yours!"

"Hazel Glosse!"