I woke up in a daze. Where am I? I got up slowly, looking at my surroundings. I was in a bus. 

"Hey kid, what's your name?" I turned to find someone in a red, white, and blue panda costume.

"M-me?" I was scared. I had no idea where I was, or who this person was either.

"Uh, yeah." This person seemed to be from New York, and also sounded like a girl.

"I'm Wraith." I had no idea why I had such a weird name, but I went with it.

"Cool. I'm Psycho." She held her hand out towards me, and I took it. She pulled me up.

"Hey Psycho, we're gonna drop in about a minute." I turned, finding two people sitting next to each other. One had blonde hair with a black mask, and the other was wearing a... dinosaur outfit?

"Okay." Psycho turned to me, and led me to where the guys were sitting. "Hey, this is Wraith." I waved. 

"Hi, I'm Falcon." Said the guy with the blonde hair. He pointed his finger to a seat, wanting me to sit next to him. I sat down.

"Hi." 

"I like your outfit. It makes you look like a superhero." Falcon told me. I looked down at what I was wearing, and smiled. I did look like a superhero. I was wearing all black, with a black hood and cape on.

"Thanks. I like your mask." I couldn't see his mouth, but I was pretty sure that he smiled.

"You two, stop flirting or we're gonna miss our spot." I turned and looked at the dino dude.

"Oh calm down, we were just complimenting each other." Falcon replied, winking at me. I blushed. "That's Voodoo. He's always in a grumpy mood." Falcon whispered to me. I nodded in reply. 

"Alright then," Psycho said. "Is everyone ready?" No one said anything at first. I looked at her for an explanation, but she wasn't looking at any of us. 

"Yeah." Voodoo grumbled. He stood and walked right next to Psycho. I had no clue what was going on. I looked at Falcon, and he offered me his hand. 

"C'mon." He said to me. I took it, and we both got up. "Do you have your parachute ready?"

"Parachute? What parachute?" I was confused. Why would we need a parachute if we were in a bus?

"Yes. You need a parachute. Here, let me get you one." Falcon let go of my hand a walked towards the front of the bus.

"You better hurry boy. We have only 20 seconds." Voodoo said to him. I noticed he had an Australian accent.

"Okay! I got it!" Falcon shouted. He ran to me, holding an all black backpack. "Here, put this on." He handed it to me, and I put it on quickly. 

"Alright, look for a deserted ship on a mountain." Psycho told us all, sliding a side door open. We were in the frickin' air. 

"All right, let's do this!" Falcon exclaimed. He grabbed my hand, pulling me to the open door. 

"Falcon what are we doing?" I was even more scared and confused, but I felt like I could trust him.

"We're jumping out of a flying bus, that's what!" He gripped my hand, and leaned closer to me. "Hey, it's okay to be afraid. Just don't let go of my hand." I nodded, blushing as I heard Psycho say something to Falcon. Smooth move. 

I looked at him once more, needing to be reassured about what was going on. So, I gave him a thumbs up. He turned his head towards me, and gave me a thumbs up as well.

"Oh, son of a butternut squash. We're gonna miss it!" Voodoo shouted. I saw him walk up behind us, and I gasped. What is he doing? He extended both his arms out with full force, and pushed us out the bus.