The van crashes upside down in the freeway and the three were still inside. Dee, Richie, and Abel moaning and groaning inside due to the fact they have just been tossed and spun. Near the crash was the small crater made by the grenade thieves threw at them.

They were injured and bleeding, with scrape all over. As the driver, Dee hangs weakly, at the driver seat. She has droplets of tears in her eyes as she puts on a brave face.

Richie was the one who got out first. The moment he was free and have crawled out of the van and quickly checks on Dee, who is still okay though in a state of panic.

He then rushes to look for Abel who was in the back seat and most likely to be really injured due to the absence of a seat belt.

Upon checking the back of the van, Riche was relieved. Abel, who has his arms clenching the bag with the wines in it, lays inside the van, was safe. It appears that his mutated strength caused by his extream adrenaline helped the boy.

Before they could relax, the thieves stopped their car near the now upside down van. They got out both armed and ready to shot them at first sight.

Dee was the first to react. As soon as she saw the thieves walking towards them, she quickly made an illusion to make them invisible.

"Fools, by now, know that you will not escape us. Hand over the bag!" shouted the one in the Chief.

"We know you're still here, just come out!" the thieves roared loudly.

Still invisible the three looked terrified at the angry thieves.

"Yeah, that's definitely is not going to happen." stated Richie.

"They are kind of really scary. Let's umm… run?" Abel said wavering.

"Nah, I think we can take them." was Dee's reply.

She stands tall and confident, looking at the thieves who can't see them. She has tears in her eyes and her small stature makes her look weak and easy to break, but she still insisted on fighting. She knew it was their mistake. They should have let them go like Richie said earlier or she should regret her action like Abel was doing but... those thoughts and actions are for later. What can they do? Mistakes are made and regrets are in order but now it's time for action and so like the big picture individual that she is, she decided to focus on the really important matter...

"We will get those wine back and we will not lose our job". Dee said with utmost conviction.

Upon hearing another nonsensical comment from Dee, Richie smirked. How can he be scared of a situation like these? He quickly agreed with Dee.

"Yeah, I think so too, Dee. How about it? One final push?" Richie asked the two with a smug on his face.

Abel, getting his confidence from the two, gave the bag to Dee and readied his stance.

"Okay, then lead on Rich." said Abel.

Dee's lips curved upward.

Smiling she said. "Get ‘em boys!"

Richie hurled air punches at the thieves with a boom he hit the one in the thief called Chief while Abel tackled the one called Eddie.

Because of them being invisible, the thieves got surprised by the attacks.

Eddie the one that Abel tackled got pinned down. The moment he was down, Abel barrages him with punches temporarily knocking him out and making him lose his gun.

The one with a mask—the Chief—on the other hand, got blown in the air.

He hit the ground; his mask was torn off and was injured. But like a cockroach, the thief stood up again. He roared angrily at the three, his face now clearly seen.

"You three! Medling, fucking low lives. An illusionist, a strong guy and... What the hell are you supposed to be blondie? Part robot? ahh, forget it! I'm going to crush all of you!"

The three, Dee, Richie and Abel was stunned, but it was not because of the roar. Behind the thief was the big LED billboard playing that was playing the concert earlier.

This time it was playing a replay of the primetime news. The screen helped light the freeway and the thief's mask was torn off so three can see his face clearly.

The news that was playing is something that happened earlier that day. An update about the gang wars and press release made by the captain of the police district in the city. The same person who is standing in front of them full of anger and hate.

They were silent for a while. Abel then broke the silence by asking,

"That you're twin right? Tell us that's your twin." Abel said in disbelief.

"Well, that explained a lot". Richie said looking at the bag.

"Definitely." Dee concurs.

The thief turns around and saw the news. In a rage, he emptied the clips at them. Richie, who was near him was grazed in the arm.

Dee rushed towards him to check if he is okay. Lucky for him, he was wearing his exoskeleton gloves and his arm was protected by it.

"That's it. I'm going to kill you all." the thief then stated.

He took out three syringes of Gator and injected himself with it. Instantly, he grew bigger. His muscles became tougher, he slowly grew, transforming in what Dee, Richie, and Abel assumed to be a monster.

Dee, quick on her feet, shouted before the man completely turn.

"Abel, punch him!" Dee shouted.

At once without thinking Abel punched the in-transitioning thief.

"In his fucking balls!"

Abel then knees the thief in the balls like Dee shouted.

"Now, dock!" Richie said, back in his feet. He points his gloves at the thief.

As soon as Abel dropped down, Richie made a series of air punches. It hit the thief making him lose his balance.

"Richie looked we could use that!" Dee pointed the gun that Eddie drop when Aben punched him.

Dee the rushed towards the gun to grab it.

Richie then took one off of his mechanical glove, which by now is sparking because of the damages it took earlier with the gun shot and threw it in the direction of the thieves.

"Abel, Come back!" Screamed Richie.

Dee grabbed the gun that Eddie was holding. She fired at the mechanical glove that just landed on the ground where the thieves were standing.

First, it sparked, making a weird mechanical sound, then after a couple of seconds, it exploded knocking the thieves who are standing directly on top of it and the three who are running away to take shelter.

The three was blown away from the explosion and they lost consciousness.