“Did that hurt?” Jazz smiled. “I knew I should have stayed away from the head.”
Due to the expression on Jazz’s face, the brown rabbit could easily tell that he aimed for that shot back there. Obviously he wasn’t fighting seriously. Feeling his self-respect deeply hurted, the brown rabbit burst out in a rage and charged at Jazz, multiple Seekers flew out from his blaster. Jazz, in return, retaliated with the same amount of Seekers. The rockets collided in pairs and exploded, creating a large black cloud which the rabbits both entered. We all knew the effect of smoke, it disables the sense of vision, otherwise the smoke grenade wouldn’t have been invented (some with new features like knock-out gas, but this isn’t the case). Thus, although turning back and forth with very high cautiousness, the rabbit could barely see anything around him. It was awfully silent, so silent that it sent a chill on his spine as if he’s in the climax scene of a horror movie, until... WHOOSH! Something just ran by! His blaster was at once lifted up, and he pulled the trigger repeatedly, releasing dozens of bullets to his front. But the shadow was long gone. He then returned to his on guard state, bracing himself to be ready to shoot as soon as he saw his enemy. Unfortunately there was no second chance for him, because just when he was focusing his mind to the highest he suddenly felt something on his shoulder. It was just a normal rabbit hand, but the fear that had soaked into his body earlier made him jump out of his skin. He quickly turned around, at the same time felt the pressure on his shoulder increased, but again there was nothing. The hand was still on his shoulder, but he didn’t have the time to get panic-stricken as he received a hard hit from behind and fell forward. By that time the black smoke had dissipated enough to see through. The fugitive rabbit turned his body over and saw Jazz, right leg raised exactly to the spot that was previously his back. It was him who leaped over his shoulder and gave him the kick in his defenseless point, though in a prettly lazy manner.

No matter in what way, the fugitive was defeated. Utterly defeated. He sat up with his head bent down, awaiting Jazz to come and pinion his arms. Yet again, Jazz showed sign of fooling around, he made a “come and get some” gesture with a half-smile. The rabbit, being provoked, became furious again as he stood up and reload his blaster for another fierce round of the duel. But standing up was the only thing he was able to do, because he was struck from behind by an upgraded Freezer bullet. The upgraded Freezer shells contained two shots in one cartridge, both of which had been enhanced to have double the effect of the original Freezer shot, thus in fact quadrupled its power. These upgraded versions weren’t popular if not to say somewhat rare, but let’s get back to what’s happening. Much to the effect of Jazz’s previous Freezer shot before, all of the upper-half of the brown rabbit were covered in a thick layer of ice, and even some of his thighs and elbows were frozen, rendering him unable to move or do anything. The one who took that shot was Lori, who was standing behind the rabbit with her blaster pointed at him. Seeing her bullets hit the bullseye, she lowered her blaster and walked to the convict.

“Racer Rebbie, you’re under arrest.” She said to the brown rabbit, who was still trying frantically to break free from the ice cell, his eyes concentrated on Jazz with a firebursting look.
“Hey, I’m not done with him!” Jazz exclaimed with a rather discontented manner.
“Sorry.” Lori seemed irritated, but she tried to avoid breaking out an argument. “I was afraid that he would have gotten away.”
“How could he get away when I’m here?” Jazz said while making a rather weird pose which he thought meant I am trustworthy!
“That’s what I was afraid of.” Lori shook her head with a sweat coming down her furry face, while Jazz slipped off his pose and fell down. “Let’s bring this guy out of here and call a pickup truck.”
She then pulled out her cellphone and dialed the number, while Jazz lifted up the living ice cone with arms and legs still moving wildly. Spaz then appeared, which is a relief to Jazz. “Ah, Spaz. A little help here, please.” Spaz then quickly came to his brother’s aid, and they both walked after Lori with the criminal on their shoulders.
“Hey Spaz,” Jazz suddenly asked, his face looked depressed with a little bit upset, “Am I not trustworthy?”
“Spaz know brother.” Spaz nodded, his tongue stuck out of his mouth as usual, “Trustworthy.”
“Yah, thanks.” Jazz replied with a more delighted voice.
“Who are you?” Suddenly, the rabbit convict spoke. “Until now, there was no one I couldn’t outrun.”
“Well, now you meet me.” Jazz grinned. “Remember, it’s Jazz Jackrabbit.”
“Spaz.” Spaz continued.
“And Lori Jackrabbit.” Lori turned her face back.
“We’re the Super Rookie team” Jazz paused for a moment to stress on the former of the sentence “of the C.O.R.E.”