Kamille didn't know what to think of Optic, whom Jason found out was really named Myles. He was strange, mysterious, and a bit rude; when he slept, he kept tossing and turning like he was having a nightmare, yet he wouldn't wake up no matter how hard Jason or Kamille shook him. It was rather worrying actually, it made Kamille's kind soul want to know what was wrong so she could fix it. So when he excused himself to make a phone call to a friend and ducked out of sight, Kamille wasn't completely sure he was going to come back.

   And he didn't, a different guy did.

   It wasn't Mirage, that was certain. This man seemed far more...childish...than both Optic and Mirage. She guessed he was the younger brother, as they all looked identical. This man-child stood a few feet away from the twins, with his face split in a humongous grin. He was wearing the same outfit as Optic and Mirage, but it was almost completely orange, and he had a matching baseball cap on his head. Glancing over to her brother, who was studying the new arrival intently from his vantage point on the curb, she fidgeted slightly; praying that Jason's skepticism didn't cause any problems. "And who might you be? Where is Optic?" He asked his questions with a monotone voice, and her heart sank. It seemed that she would have to smooth things out yet again. 

   The orange-clad hero only seemed to grin wider -if that was even possible- and began to speak with a high-pitched, stereotypical skater-boy voice. "I'm Blur, your friendly neighborhood broski. Optic has his own ways around, so he's taking a super cool shortcut while I bring you around the long way. Which is still awesome, but not as fast." Raising an eyebrow, Kamille wondered how he talked without hiding any of his teeth. It was both unnerving and fascinating at the same time. Frustrated, Jason began to grumble under his breath and kick pebbles off of the curb. "Great. He ditched us, I knew it."

   At that little unnecessary comment, Blur's entire cheerful demeanor fell, and was replaced with one that was much more threatening. "Now look here my little unrad brotato chip." Growling like an angry dog, he stepped forward slowly. Kamille, worried for her brother's safety,  started to heat up her hands, just in case things escalated out of control. "Optic is many things, but a cheat isn't one of them. I guarantee you that once we get there, he will meet up with you. But until then..."

   Unlike what happened with William, Kamille didn't even have time to blink before Blur had scooped up a rock from the ground and thrown it with deadly speed at Jason. Whistling as it flew, the sharp stone buried itself almost completely in the electric post behind him, only millimeters from impaling his earlobe and giving him a new piercing. Again, before Kamille could respond, Blur had run over from the alley and pinned Jason's hands to the back of the post, his face really close to Jason's ear. "Until then, you better learn exactly who you are dealing with before you go insulting their family." 

   After releasing Jason, he immediately started acting like a tiny, restless child again, smiling and bouncing on the balls of his feet expectantly. "Well? What are we waiting for my rad-tastic homies?!" He held out his hands for them to take, which they did, reluctantly. "Before we go," He frowned for a moment, the first time either of them had seen him without a smile. "Are either of you known for getting carsick?" He nodded, looking extremely relieved when both of them shook their heads. "Good. That will make this a lot less messy."

   Gripped their arms in a steel fist, he began to jog. "What? Is this it? Are we going to run to Sylvia's?"Jason asked in disbelief. "Shut up Jason. I'm sure he's just going to the bus stop or something." Kamille hissed in his ear, not wanting a repeat of the rock incident only moments prior. Blur grinned, speeding up into a trot, "Actually, she-bro, You're lame-o brother is right. We are going to run to Sylvia's. It's only a few kilometers away, actually. I'll be there by noon."

   Kamille was about to comment that it was 11:58, but before she could open her mouth, Blur began to sprint; and they broke the sound barrier.