Elektra took Soup's logo and stuck on the side of her bike next to Uncle Leo's and her own. "Spark, you actually think the Horsemen will show their faces at this kind of race? I mean, it's not that I don't wanna beat their asses down, but they could pose a dangerous problem to the race."

"It's possible. It is a big race after all."

Scoffs at the mention of the Horsemen. "Bah, I'm so scared the Horsemen. All I know is nothing is gonna get in between me and first place." Grins and turns to Elektra and Spark. "When I get out on top you guys have an open invitation to stay at my place anytime you want. Heck bring anyone that you know." He stops talking and starts dreaming of his life out of the slums. "A chance to start anew... to get away from this place... to put my past behind... a second chance at life."

The light turned green. Uncle leo drove the fuelcell truck into the freight elevator. Spark was glad to get away from the ranting hodo (Yes that was Dr. Hobo, everybody wave at Dr. Hobo) Slowly the Elevator filled. It then began to move upward toward the surface. Making periodic stops at the industrial levels so freighters could get in and off.

Never been up there before... Chris thought to himself. Hope it's interesting. If it's not, at least the race will be.

The counter above the large hanger doors reached one. Spark Quickly yanked down his goggles. Uncle leo put on some face hugging dark sunglasses. The hanger cracked open into blinding white light. To look at the world above ground from living underground was painful. The afternoon sun reflected off of everything.

"Aah!" For about a minute, Chris was almost blinded. So that's why I haven't come up here. How can people even live up here?

Vince quickly slapped on a pair of sunglasses, he had actually lived above the surface at one time and was accustomed to the suns harsh glare. Home sweet Home
He decided to keep the hoverboard under his coat for now. The surfacers tended to get edgy whenever someone skimmed by their head... he couldn't imagine why. "So do any of you remember the way to the race track?"

Elektra put her sunglasses on while feeling a moment of nausea. Going uptop always brought back bad memories for her. "Well, shall we get going?"

"Welcome to the upside," Shock said to his friends. He was also currently wearing goggles, gloves and concealing clothing, and a visible layer of sunblock on those areas that weren't covered already. His skin burned too easily. He had learned that soon enough. "I've got an hour or so before my client wakes up. I'll walk with you."