It was wet and cold. Uncomfortable too. But YellowJacket had to keep paddling to escape the boats behind him. How did he get into this situation? Let’s just say he pissed off some people while on a mission. “C’mon! Faster!” Pursuer no.1 shouted to his buddy beside him, pursuer no.2. He was sweating, pouring in all effort and it was paying off because they were getting closer to YellowJacket. Shit, YellowJacket thought. His arms and shoulders were aching from paddling so hard and so long. He couldn’t keep this up for long. If the pursuers catch up, he’s thorougly screwed. At first, YellowJacket thought of jumping off the boat and swimming to land but that was fucking stupid. Then he thought of turning his boat 180 and juking the two people behind him. That also was fucking stupid. Should he try to fight them on land? He’s not even a fighter but looking at his predicament, there really was no choice. “Give it up! We’re gonna catch you, ya little shit!” Pursuer no.2 spat out. Pursuer no.1 was now the one paddling and he was damn quick because they’re about to catch up. As YellowJacket moved down the river, obstacles appeared seemingly out of nowhere. He changed directions in his paddling to avoid it when suddenly a lightbulb clicked inside his head. The boat stopped right before the little rock island and YellowJacket turned around to see the pursuers coming in at full speed. YellowJacket waited and waited right for the perfect moment. “Hah! Where you gonna go now?" Seems like they weren’t gonna be stopping. This is it. YellowJacket moved out of the way before the last second and the boat came crashing into his own. Pursuer no.1 and no.2 flew out into the water with a big splash. “See ya later.” YellowJacket laughed nonchalantly while getting back to his boat and paddled away.