Repacks — Scooter

Kael finished the final solder joint. The scooter’s display flickered, then glowed a violent crimson. The speed cap was gone. He handed it over, and Zee vanished into the wet night.

The Cleaner behind him didn't. He hit a support strut and exploded in a shower of white-hot sparks. Scooter Repacks

He didn't head for the main drags. He went vertical. Using a construction ramp, he launched onto a fire escape, the scooter's tires screeching on wet metal. The Cleaners gave chase on their own modded rides—screaming, spark-spitting monsters. Kael finished the final solder joint

Kael dove into the old subway tunnels, the darkness swallowing him whole. He killed his lights and listened. The Cleaners' buzzing faded. He had escaped. But he knew the truth. He handed it over, and Zee vanished into the wet night

His wrist-comm buzzed. A text from an unknown ID: "Nice work on the Ghost. Our turn."

Kael was a Repack artist. Not the best, but certainly the most desperate.