Axle's white hair rustles from under his motorcycle helmet as he speeds down a highway. He was taking down a gang and their leader, the coward he is, is trying to evade Axle in an armored car. Axle soon catches up to him, then passes him, Axle moves into the cowards lane, turns around, and puts the cycle in a type of autopilot. Axle then readies himself, and he jumps.
Axle lands on the car in a standing position, which puts him off balance, but he recovers. He then stomps the window, not shuddering it but just making it nigh impossible to see. That starts making the coward swerve. The highway is now bridging over a bay. The car swerves to the left lane then the right, then for some ungodly reason the coward makes a hard right. This gives Axle only seconds to respond, and in those seconds Axle runs up to the roof of the car and jump towards his motorcycle. He lands on the seat on his stomach, he turns around and slows down the motorcycle, to a stop, right next to the hole in the cement barrier. He looks over, and sees the top of the armored car, he takes his last grenade from his belt and drops it. He then drives of back to his home.
He camouflage his bike with a light bending device he picked up as away to assassinate but it short circuits when moving to fast. He enters his apartment building a head to the roof, to watch the sun rise. He sits on a lawn chair he placed up there not to long ago with a beach umbrella. He watches the sun rise, but once it 3/4 up he gets a message on his phone. 'Time is of the essence' followed by coordinates, Axle sighs 'Aint no rest for the wicked' he thinks as he walks back to his cycle. He drives across town to the coordinates.