Nightsky the jet arrived at the secret hideout of Axlerod and Professor Z. Axlerod was the first to notice. "Ah, she's here. Get the prisoners, and we'll board her.
The lemons brought out the ten race-cars, all of which were in chains. All of the cars left the building, and drove up to the black female jet. Professor Z smirked evilly. "I can't believe we're about to do this! I'm so excited!"
Axlerod smiled. "Yes, Professor, I know you're excited. But we just have to wait a little longer - you know, until we get there."
"Perhaps we should decide on the order that we kill them in while we're flying there. In fact, let's start now. I vote we kill the girl first." Upon hearing Professor Z, Carla gasped with fear.
"What? The girl first? I say we kill her last!" Upon hearing Axlerod, Carla sighed with relief.
Professor Z was already tired of arguing. "Let's just decide during the flight. I personally want it to be a surprise to the prisoners."
"You're right, Professor. It'd be much more fun for us!"
"Are you two just gonna stand there and talk, or are you actually going to board me so we can get there?" Nightsky shouted.
Axlerod looked at the jet, then at his partner in crime. "She's right, Professor, the quicker we board her, the quicker we get there, and the quicker we get there, the quicker we'll be able to kill the racers." The German car nodded in agreement.
Axlerod and Professor Z were the first to board the jet, followed by the lemons and the prisoners. The lemons took the prisoners to the cargo section of the jet, and locked then up in cages. Then they left to join their leaders in the luxury zone. After everyone was on board, the evil black jet took off.