Fall From Grace | ENHYPEN

V

"Quick! Quick! Get in!" The man in the back seat opens the door. The glock in his hands surprise and scares the kids at the same time. At first, they hesitated, until Michaelis came running and yelling. 

"Stop hesitating! Just go in!" Cozen pushes them in. Max came next, then Michaelis came last; shutting the door of the van as it drives off. 

"Who are you?" Riel asks. 

"Hendryx. Hendryx Xandrion." The man driving in front smiles through the rear-view mirror.  

"And I'm Yyan Alexandre." The man with pink hair beside them also smiles. 

"How did you know them, Nyx?" Jaxen whispers. The latter just chuckles. "I grew up with him. I mean, like, he took care of me when my parents couldn't." Michaelis whispered back. Jaxen notice how the man sitting in front of him, flinch, then moment Michaelis mentions something about his parents, but he just shrugs it off.

"Max! What happened inside?" Cozen asks, still panting.  "A lot of action. I'm not sure whose men those are, but they're fully equipped so we had to retreat." The younger explains. 

"Are you guys okay? No one's hurt, right? I have no first aid here, and I don't think we just go to a hospital with this. I-I mean, some men in black are still chasing you guys." Hendryx speaks from the driving seat. 

"Yeah. We're fine." Michaelis murmured.

"Hold on tight, this will be a bumpy ride" The moment Hendryx said those words, he swerved the car to the left making the people behind him hold on to their dear lives

Jethro looked back to see no one following them, making him look at the man driving like a madman. "No one's following us" He said with furrowed eyebrows

Hendryx didn't look back and continued overtaking through the traffic

"Red Corvette Stingray c7 eight cars behind, A black Aston Martin v12 Vantage S three cars in front, and that Iveco truck behind us." To say the seven were amazed was an understatement. They were stunned. How did he know that from one look?

"They got machines." Yyan looked back and clicked his tongue when the Iveco and Stingray are slowly sandwiching the van from the front and back. "Big ones."

"I ain't a sharpshooter, I can't shoot them wheels" The pink haired man grumbled. Jethro looked back and saw that the man beside the driver of the truck was preparing what seems like a rocket launcher

"Hand me the gun" Even though Yyan only met him today, he trusted the boy's words and handed him the Beretta m9, one of the very first semiautomatic pistols Jethro mastered. He checked the bullets, seeing he only had three shots left. He flicked the safety off and looked back once again

"There's a crossing on 10th, I'm gonna make a sharp turn. Make your shot worth" Jethro nodded at Hendryx's words and took a deep breath, preparing himself

"Now!" Jethro didn't even had time to think when Hendryx took a quick turn, encircling the car around, Michaelis opening the van door revealing a crouching Jethro Clementin. He aimed the gun on the truck's tires, firing two bullets before moving it up and firing on the windshield.

The truck driver immediately lost it's control and swerved off lane, the van having an advantage when the Stingray in front of them also went off lane

Michaelis closed the door the moment they took another right turn, entering a small alley just enough for the vehicle to fit through.

When they are sure that they lost the tail, Hendryx parked the van somewhere hidden and exchanged places with Yyan.

Yyan took a deep breath before stepping on the clutch, revving the engine and driving off to the roads.