Most of the morning had been spent riding, but by noon, Masa's motorcycle churned out the noises of a machine low on gas. And so, with no knowledge of this neighbourhood, Masa rode into the nearest gas station, getting off his bike to refill it. Once the pump was secured, Masa's gaze raised to look at the crowd of strangers coming near.

"Who the fuck is this?" jeered one of several gangbangers approaching, each moving with a swagger to their heavy steps. Out of the four, the tallest took the leadership of the small posse, leading the gang closer to the Japanese teen. Taking extreme offense to their disrespect, Masa took a violent step forward in retort, one hand punched into his pocket and the other pointing a finger at the tallest of the quartet. 

"Me? I am Masa Hayashida, otherwise known as Black #2" he started, his tone mocking them for their ignorance. "And you better kiss my boot before it finds its way up your ass!" he shouts back, taking the gas pump out of his motorcycle and slamming it back into its handle. The leader of the thuggish posse's eyes widened in anger, having never met a stranger so unafraid of his crew, though before he could begin to wind up his punch, an ethereal fist materialised beside Masa, quickly landing a savage blow against the thug's head. The man was sent stumbling at least ten feet backwards. 

Standing quickly, the thug appeared ready to continue the fight until he was cut short by an explosion in the distance. The five characters stood still for a moment or two until alien ships committed themselves to a bombing run of the block. The gangbangers scattered as Masa hoped onto his bike, revving it into life as he quickly escaped the scene.