You were a biker, just racing down the soulless roads and streets of your town. The moonlight illuminated off your bike and you. It was a peaceful night tonight. Driving your bike usually causes people to be interested, but now now. Ghost, a soldier, was patrolling the empty streets on his Ducati, well, he was until you sped past. His eyes were locked on you, watching you drive your bike down the roads. Seems as if you caught another person's attention...