The street was empty. Weeds were slowly making their way up from in between the cracks in the old asphalt. Cicadas and toads chirped and croaked without a certain rhythm, yet they seemed to know exactly what the other was saying. A small squirrel scampered onto the road and paused to look down at a strange piece of paper lying dejectedly in the center line. The paper meant nothing to the animal, but to any human walking by, they would have immediately stopped, bent, and pocketed the money. It was only worth a dollar, but with the economy, every bit helped. What had been known as America was no more. That empire of three hundred years had fallen with an earthquake that severed New York, San Francisco, and what had been Japan that threw the entire world into depression. America had reunited with its former overlord, Britain, which eventually joined forces with the rest of Europe in hopes to try and stabilize the world's economy. Unfortunately, the plan had failed and the two supercontinents sided with Asia, Africa, and South America. By then, only two continents remained stable; Australia and Antarctica.

Throughout the twenty years that the new world operated, both continents had remained sovereign and independent, in spite of numerous attacks to try and reign over them. Antarctica had only remained free because of the sheer cold and the advanced weapons that the small, yet spread out villages contained. Australia, the new land of great opportunity, kept its population down to size by keeping immigrants on a waiting list for–at most–ten years, only allowing them inside if their conduct and personal lives met their own credentials for the entire waiting period. Many trying to escape the flawed government of the supercontinent cursed and tried to break the rules of the stingy system, however, through the anti-immigration laws and anti-emigrations laws of the supercontinent, the complaints were met with an utter, absolute silence.

And so, the unhappy citizens refused to pay their taxes (which weren't helping their flawed economy), continued to riot in the natural-disaster-ridden streets, and ordered their government to get their act together. International crime skyrocketed and subsided every year, like the waves on a beach. Among these international criminals were two teenagers, one a redhead and the other a brunette. Each was in the top ten most wanted of their home country, the former America. Both were extremely deadly upon meeting.

At the moment, both were in hiding.