(Milan cause I can)

I got the ring without the inscription. This is each of the rings before the individual symbol.

There's a inscribed stabbed rose inside them. Because secret organizations don't flash their symbols around.

Maybe in James Bond movies, but not here. Sorry, cop, it's not as easy as seeing a ring on my finger.

Jacks POV : I walked into hatters classroom, and stopped. Hatter, mouse, Cheshire, and Alice were sitting at the round table, and it was covered in materials. Clothes, food, tires of all kinds, things like that.

Rabbit was in the gun range. He wasn't as good as Pip, but who was? 98% accuracy? Heh. His was close though, maybe 95%

I walked up to mouse and sat in her lap. "So what's all this?" I asked hatter.

"We're gonna teach you how to pack for the race, if you all decide to do it." Hatter said.

The other apprentices were here now.

"What's the big deal about this race then?" Doll asked.

"Ha! I'm not the only clueless one this time!" I said. "Sorry doll."

"Yeah yeah."

"It's the biggest and fastest race in the world. They're gonna clear the interstates around the borders of the continents, and you'll race around them an interstate at a time.

At the end, it's a race of speed, but until then, it's a race of endurance. We were the winners for the hundredth anniversary races. So, you see how important it was.

There's a ten million dollar reward per person, and we as the centennial winning crew got rings, but they're not doing that this year obviously.

They'll probably do a trophy or something. Who cares. See, it's a forty mil payout for a regular race team, cause it's ten mil per team to get in, and a fifty mil reword, so it's forty mil profit.

But you, you don't have to pay the entrance fee. So, fifty mil payout. As our apprentices you are official reigning champs basically, defending our title, and giving you certain advantages.

There's six continents to race, five interstates each. 30 races. Each takes about twenty hours at the speed we went, but, we didn't have a car that could easily smoke a LYKAN.

So you'll do well, I think. It's a long race, and it's worth it, but if you don't wanna do it, we understand.

It's not that important really, we don't need the money, and it's just a title and money pay out. What you think?"

"What's the point of having five of us?" Stone asked.

"Good, ask questions. There's one person for muscle, maybe you have to move a tree out of the road. Stone.

Two drivers, one to sleep while another drives, we did ten hour shifts, but that's up to you. Rookie and doll.

There's the mechanic. Joker.

There's the... Well moral support really. Pip. You might handle food or some such. Who knows. That's something you'll handle yourselves."

"Ok... So drivers, muscle, mechanic, and... support?" I said.

"Pretty much." He replied.

"Ok... I guess we'll vote. Do you guys want to do this? Seems... Like hell, really, but kinda fun at the same time..." I said.

The others looked at each other and me, then doll said "fifty mil for a race we might win, but if we don't we don't lose anything? We're still gonna be part of the race of the decade."

"Yeah." Pip said.

"I agree." Stone said.

"Sounds cool. Can I drive a little?!" Joker said.

"Heh, sure joker. Let's see how you drive. Then we'll decide, and tweak my car."

"That's a no No. Ya see, they give you a stock car, and you have a week to tweak it. No rules, except you can't use nos until the final speed race."

"Ok. We already have a system to fix a stock car into a beast. We'll spend the next month and a half perfecting it so we can up and rig the car they give us. Can we bring our own parts?" I said, joker nodding.

" they suggest it." He said.

"Good. Now packing, what's up with this stuff? What do we need?"

"Well you'll need a weeks clothes. Every continent after the fifth race is done, you'll stay at a hotel for 48 hours. R&R, find a hooker, who cares yeah?

You'll be getting on a private Aircraft, with your car, to the next continent, when your 48 hours is up. So if you finish an hour ahead, you get an hour head start."

"Awesome. So at the hotel, we'll wash our clothes and sleep, then hop onto the road again."

"No, you'll send a weeks clothes to each of the pit stops. Then you'll leave your dirty clothes there, and they'll be sent home.

You'll also stock up on food. There's usually restaurants at the end of the inter-states, so if you have an hour or two, you can eat there.

We host the final speed race here in the city, by the way, so it's a long road, but it leads home."

"So it's literally a pit stop. What about gas? How big are the tanks, what's the gallon per mile?

Are we allowed to install a bigger tank?" Joker fired rapid fire questions at Cheshire.

"Yes, you can get a bigger tank, the gas is provided along the way, just stop at a station, get gas, and go.

The fuel ratio is about 50 miles a gallon, it was about 20 when we were there but times and tech go on right? Heh."

"Ok... How long is the longest interstate?" Joker asked.

"80,000 miles or so, wall of China. China." Hatter said. "It's split into two halves. Two races."

" Ok. So a twenty gallon tank should be refilled 40 times for 40,000 miles. Each tank is 1,000 miles... If I get a forty gallon tank and remove the some iron filling... Twice that. Hey, Are we allowed to fiddle with the gas?"

"No." Caine said.

"Dammit. Ok. Hmm. Let's start the packing lesson then, like Jack said."

"Heh, with your permission sir?" Hatter joked, grinning.

"Indeed good sir." Joker was joking! Yes! Heh.

"All right. All the clothes we've given you are all compressible, so you'll get away with a backpack each instead of a duffel.

One extra jacket, five t-shirts, five under garments, and three pairs of pants. You'll be wearing your boots, no doubt, and there's a catch.

No firearms. Knives are viewed as tools, and so are allowed. If you have a gun they'll take it, but they won't disqualify you.

Unless you kill someone. Don't do that. Kay? You'll go with a jacket, but leave your masks, and any syndicate connected stuff. They'll go through your stuff when you send it, so yeah."

"Ok." I placed my gun and holster on the table. "I have to get used to not having it on me."

"Yeah, I've gotten kinda used to it too." Stone placed his holster and titanium gold desert eagle on the table.

"Why did you get a new gun? Was it a present?" I asked.

"Yeah, my birthday was the day before yours, November 29." He said.

"And you only told hatter?? We coulda celebrated! 24 now, eh?" Caine said.

"I didn't want to celebrate. I ate a piece of cake I bought from the bakery and lit a candle. It was perfect. Simple." He said.

"Same here really, I usually just ate a cookie and went about my day." I said.

"See? Not that weird hatter." Stone said.

"You both had extremities in your situations." Hatter said. "He was poor and you were military. Normal people like having a birthday party."

"I liked the cake, but I don't like the idea of a party for me. The party you guys threw was ok, because you were celebrating something else too, I wasn't the subject. I'd have a problem with my own party." I said.

"There. Totally agree. It's not a big deal." Stone said.

"Fine. We have a year to worry about it." Said Caine.

Doll and pip and joker placed their pieces on the table. I gathered them and put them in a clear plastic box, then put that box in the gun safe.

('And then I smashed it with a hamma! Oh, wrong franchise.' 'Leave esma.' 'Got it. Sorry.' 'Sigh. Back to the story then.')

We packed the clothes away, after making sure it all fit. Dolls was the biggest.

"It's just like a normal bra until you tighten the straps! And it's the compatible material, instead of this... Wire stuff." I said.

"But what if I have to seduce another driver? The bras are key! See-through, but firm. They keep my tits looking big, but not flabby and jiggling all over."

"Then you can just strip if it's that important to seduce someone! You have very nice legs, and it worked in my race with that pretty boy Fallon!"

"Hmm... That's true, legs are sexier than breasts if both are semi covered..." Caine piped up. Mouse and Alice nodded.

"Fine. But only because the pros outweigh the cons, not cause you complimented me." Doll said.

"Who complimented you? Anyway, fix this Ja?" Caine said. "Once it's all packed, send it to my office and ill worry about it, Kay? Kay."

We finished packing. Six bags or backpacks really. One would stay with us, the other five would be sent along to the other places.

"Woo! Now on to jokers driving test." Cheshire said when we were done.

"All right. Let's try with the lightly modified stock first before you try to handle the beast ok?" I said.

"Sounds good." We got into the stock we'd been playing with, and drove up to the track. The others were in Beast and Cheshire's van.

Yes I named my car Beast. Problem? I didn't think so. We got onto the track, and beast and Cheshire's van were parked in the pit stop.

"Open her up, joker." I said.

He let the gas pedal hit the floor, and once we were going top speed, we were going 160 miles an hour. For a stock that's top speed is usually 120-125, that's pretty good.

"Alright. The highways will have curves. Ditch the circle track. Lets go to looper." I said.

"Okay.." He said.

I called Cheshire. "We're going to looper to test his drifting skills. Come on."

"On it already. I figured you'd need looper, so I made a model of the hardest interstates you'd go through."

"Awesome, hear that joker?"

"Yep. I'm going to looper 1, the Australian track, it's a dirt track, so it's harder than the rest."

There were seven exceptionally hard tracks. From too many turns to dirt roads, if it was deadly, there you go. Two tracks in Australia are in there.

He stopped at the starting line. "We good on gas? It's a big track. We'll do Half hour to turn back. Half hour more to get home. Sound good?" I said.

"Sounds great."

"Alright. My watch is also a timer. And, go!" I set the stopwatch going. It also recorder our route and speed, and distance covered.

We hit a half hour mark. 80 miles, give or take. "Nice. Let's go back."

"Sounds good."