8:00 PM. The sport car stopped in front of the airport.
"Here we are," said Jack. "Take your handbag." They took their handbags and headed into the airport. It was very crowded.
"Jesus," said Eric. "Where the hell are all these people going anyway? They must be itching for a holiday."
"Well, it's summer. Of course people deserve holiday. Even us, but don't forget, we are not going there for holiday. It's for unfinished business." Said Jack.
"I know." Said Eric. "Hey Jack, are you sure that the people won't recognize us?"
"Don't worry about that, Eric." Replied Jack. "We had masks in that bank robbery, and our school shooting was 15 years ago. Of course they won't recognize us."
"Jack, don't tell me you forgot it!" complained Eric. "We also involved in a factory shootout, prison breakout, murder of Rufio, park shootout..."
"Sssh!" said Jack. "Keep it quiet! We are there."
They showed their passports and handbags, then proceeded.
"Let's go eat something. My stomach is growling." Said Jack.
"Man, we can't stay here too long, it scares the crap outa me!" complained Eric.
"Stop bitching, Eric!" said Jack. "We are gonna be ok!"
They sat down at a coffee, looking around for something to eat.
"Those cakes look tasty!" said Jack.
"Hey Jack," said Eric. "I think those two cops are approaching us."
Jack looked at where Eric pointed, and it was right.

"On my mark, Eric." Said Jack. "Run!!!"
Both flew out of their chairs and started sprinting to the waiting room.
"Get them!" yelled one of the cops.
"Jump out of the window!" shouted Jack. They broke out of the window and landed on the ground.
"Eric, we can make it, run to that plane!" yelled Jack.
"They won't recognize us, eh? You idiot..." responded Eric.
They ran to the plane, trying to evade the police that are firing their pistols.
Both burst into the plane. "Eric, hold that pilot tight and tell him to fly to Tokyo, while i try to keep em off our backs." Said Jack.
Eric did what Jack said, while Jack closed the door and blocked it with a crate.
"Come on, please, we won't survive long like this!" said the pilot. "Shut up and fly, you idiot!" said Eric.
The pilot had no choice. He drove the plane and flew it into the air.

"Phew, we did it!" said Jack.
"Heh, does this look familiar, Jack?" asked Eric. "15 years ago in a bus with Rufio, now in a plane with...uh..."
"Ethan." Said the pilot.
"Oh yeah, seems familiar, Eric!" said Jack.
"Say, Ethan," said Eric. "How long will this flight take?"
"12 hours." Said Ethan.
"Shit!" said Eric. "I just hope it will be a good flight."

"Hold it right there, hijackers!" the voice came from the back of the plane. It was another pilot. He had a baseball bat in his hands.
"Thomas! Pleae help!" said Ethan.
"We are not hijackers!" responded Eric. "We just want to fly to Tokyo, that's all!"
"I don't care what you are doing!" said Thomas. "I will crack open your skulls so say to your prayers!"
"Hey! What's that thing over there?!" yelled Jack. Thomas fell for this and looked back, while Jack charged at him. He made Thomas drop his baseball bat.
While they were fighting on the ground, Ethan headbutted Eric in the stomach and pushed him. Eric bumped his head to the window.
"Fucker!" he yelled with flames in his eyes. He punched Ethan in the face and kicked him in the balls. Then he grabbed the baseball bat and hit him in the head over and over again until both the bat and Ethan's skull were broken.
Ethan was lying on the ground, probably dead. Thomas was crawling on the ground with his nose broken. Jack stood up. "Eric..." he said. "Um...There is no one in the pilot seat. The plane will crash!!! Grab that parachute, and i will take the other!"
They took the parachutes and jumped out. The plane hit a mountain and crumbled into pieces.
"Jesus," said Jack. "3 more seconds and we were dead."

To be continued...