Ron was riding down the road, all of a sudden he heard a beeping noise. He pushed the button on the side of his helmet.
"Talk to me Wade"
"Ok, I gathered everything I could about the Dead heads. Man these guys are pros, they're all over the country. The police can never nail them, they got the FBI and CIA baffeld. The only people who've captured any are Global Justice."
"What did you get on this 'Grim' guy?"
"He's a ghost, an enigma. I've got almost nothing on him. The rumor is he was a serial killer. Then he started the group. I can tell you that he's not someone to play around with. He's emensley dangerous. He'll slaughter innocent people without thinking twice. And of course, there's the rumor that he used to work for Global Justice."
"Ok, how's Kim doing?"
"She's still with us, but she hasn't woken up yet"
"Ok, just call me if anything happens"
"You got it, good luck"
Ron rode and rode and got immensly hungry. He was riding through a small town and decided to stop for dinner. He noticed a small diner and decided to stop in. He just meerley orderd a burger and fries. He sat down and began enjoying his meal. A man with a black button up shirt and jeans entered the diner and went to the booth Ron was in, he sat down across from him.
"Hello Mr. Stoppable"
Ron looked up, "Umm, do I know you?"
"I don't think so"
"Then who are you?"
"A fan you could say"
"Fan of what?"
"You and your wife, I heard about the incident"
"Ya I know"
"You won't find her you know"
"What did you just say?"
"Your daughter, Jessica. Face it Stoppable, you may get to Chicago, but you'll never find her. We have people all over the country, she'll dissapeare, you might as well just give up right now."
He rolled up his sleeve and Ron saw that he had a tattoo of the dead heads' symbol on his arm. It took Ron about two seconds to get the message. The guy shot up and pulled a pistol on Ron. Suddenly, some sort of weird sensation came over Ron. It was as if things were moving slower and he was full of energy. The next thing he knew, he was up. he grabbed the mans wrist and twisted it, he grabbed the gun and threw it aside. He ended up grabbing the guy and sent over a table. The man got back up and charged at Ron. But it started again, everything just became slower, it was as if he was controlling time itself. As the guy came at him Ron managed to over power him. With everything slowed down he could see each move the guy was gonna pull. He cocked his leg up going for a kick, Ron managed to grab it and struck his knee, breaking it. The guy went down almost instantly.
"Call the police, hurry", Ron said to the lady behind the counter, but she just kept staring at him, "What are you looking at?"
"Your... Your hands"
Ron looked at them, they were glowing blue. Ron dashed out of the diner and ran outside. He got back on his bike and rode off, he pushed the button on the side of his helmet and called Wade.
"Hello?" asked Wade
"I was just attacked by a dead head in a diner, he knew who I was, he knew about Jessica, and he knew I was going to Chicago. Will you please tell me what the hell is going on"
"..."
"Wade?"
"Look don't shoot the messenger, but ummm..."
"For God's sake Wade just tell me!"
"Dr. Director contacted me today"
"She What? Why?"
"She told me that one of the dead heads that they captured at the biker bar escaped from their custody, he killed two agents, stole a cell-phone, and got word out to the group. Every dead head in the country knows about you."
"When were you planning on telling me this?"
"Look I didn't fully believe it at first, but now im convinced"
"You did- HOW COULD NOT BELIEVE THEM?"
"Look the truth is, i've never really trusted Global Justice"
"Well this is great, now i've gotta battle off these guys on the way?"
"Is there anything I can do?"
"No, i'll have to handle this on my own. Just be careful, but watch Kim closer now, they may go after her."
"Got it"