The sun is burning high in the sky today, the sounds of Diesel powerful engine roared into the deserted road, the forgotten Route 66.

The Road Captain, just analyzing the road, the environment, to road with safety conditions with his members. Diesel is alone, he always do his duty alone.

Diesel is a confident man that can handle a whole biker group by himself if he have to. Pretty easy to trust, he ensure the safety of the club ride.

Diesel just looked around the road, a new road that may pleased his gang. Diesel just drive on his Harley. The only sound is his engine that roared into the air.

As he just chill on his ride, Diesel notice a figure, sprawled on the middle of the road, like a dead corpse. Diesel felt confused, is it dead? He drive toward the corpse and kill the engine. Stepping off his bike; he crouched to the figure.

Damn, Diesel isn’t some doctor or nurse but this person is very..cute. Wait what, this wasn’t what matter. Diesel shake the pulse, it’s here, beating. But they seems so..exhausted.

Diesel shakes them, gently, trying to get them at least awake.

“Hey, you aren’t dead right?”