Hell Hole

Doom

The four bikes speed through the traffic. The sun just peeked into the sky, driving away the creatures back to the Hell Hole. People rushed from their homes to work, trying to get under the protection of the building as soon as possible. No one would have said the world was in a state of doom, seeing the cars on the roads. 

Black led the group straight to his childhood home. They made a simple plan to observe the residence from a distance and wait for Black's father to leave. If they were lucky, his brother would be left alone, and they would have a chance to break inside. They were near the rich neighbourhood, stopping for a moment to get over the plan again when the fancy black car passed by. The windows weren't tinted, so they could easily see the person inside. Black's eyes widened, spotting his younger brother. He was sitting alone in the back of the car, sad eyes hidden behind the glasses. Their gazes met for a brief moment. White's face went from shocked to happy and desperate in a second, breaking Black's heart into pieces. The car went further away from the group. Black didn't hesitate to hop on his bike and drive after it, ignoring his friend's yelling. It didn't take long for Gram, Yok and Sean to join him in the chase. 

Black didn't take his eyes off the dark car carrying White away from him even for a second. The rest of the gang seemed to realise which vehicle they were after from his action. They didn't ask a single question, following him without a word. Black desperately wanted to get closer, but he knew the driver and what he assumed was White's bodyguard sitting on the passenger seat would discover they were following them. White was turning back and forth, trying to spot him. His heart sank every time his baby brother's face showed up. So sad and desperate. 

"Black, the sky." Sean's voice pulled him out of thinking. Black's head shot up, assessing the clouds forming above them. They had to get White out of here and quickly.