A/N it's been a while huh, been two years since I wrote or publish anything on here. I was going through depression most of last year and gotten over most of it . I lost interest in my hobbies like writing and video games but I found the interest back in the last few months and I've been planning this story for a while now. It's a bit personal for me as Acceleracers was a big part of my child hood and it getting cancelled and ending on that god awful cliffhanger still haunts me thirteen years later. The goal of this story is to do a rewrite, make some changes with so,e issues I had with the show and add an oc or two to it. That and give it the ending the show deserved. I personally not expecting a lot of reviews with the Acceleracer fandom kind of dead here but that's not gonna stop me. Hope you guys enjoy it. Special thanks to all my close friends on here who helped me over the years and kept me motivated to keep writing. I know my writing isn't the best , but I'm doing what I can to try.

Disclaimer: I don't own Acceleracers, I honestly don't know who owns it still

He looked at himself in the mirror , he and one of those dreams again . Where they won. The drones . Created by an ancient alien race called the Accelerons, they and their leader , Gelorum , took everything from him. The wheel of power , his ability to walk.. He eyed himself in the mirror as he put his purple suit on.

His name was Peter Tezla , and he will have his revenge.


He stared softly as he looked at coats , reminiscing about times when he and his friend Alec would surf here . His name was Vert Wheeler , and he was supposed to be the best driver in the world . You see there was this world race hosted a few years ago by a man named Peter Tezla to enter the strange dimensions built by an ancient alien race called the Accelerons. Tezla recruited 35 of the best drivers for the rest and he , Vert , didn't know why exactly Tezla chose him . At the time , he had just turned sixteen and passed his drivers test . Maybe Tezla was impressed by his skills or something A?

Vert has always wondered if Tezla meant to get his father instead of him , but Tezla never said anything about that so he assumed no . Still, after the world race, he and fellow driver Kurt Wylde joined a street racing team called the Teku. Kurt hooked him up with the group a year or so after the world race . Vert felt right at home with the Teku . Their previous leader , Tone Pasero , was skeptical of Vert due to his age but Kurt vouched for him

A few months prior , Tone got in a wreck while racing against the leader of the Metal Maniacs and rival, Tork Maddox. Tone was killed in the crash and his younger brother , Nolo, became the leader of the Teku . Nolo has held a grudge against Tork ever since .

Vert is now eighteen . He wore a white jacket and had blonde spikey hair , his car /van hybrid is the Deora 2 , he kept from the world race . Vert started to hear loud music so he turned around and saw a truck with built in stereos arrive, followed by a blue car and a yellow car . The truck driver opens his door and was revealed to be an Asian guy with black hair and wearing a white jacket as well. He was Shirako Takamoto , a Japanese-American with an obsession with music

The driver of the blue car was a woman named Karma Eiss, the only woman to join the Teku . She had black hair and blue eyes and wore a blue and white race suit . The driver of the yellow car was Nolo Pasero , the current leader of the Teku .he was tall with black hair and black eyes and wore a blue and yellow jacket with a black shirt underneath . Around his neck though , was a necklace of a broken letter t.

"Vert , glad you could make it in time " Nolo said as he patted Vert on the shoulder .

"Kurt told me there was going to be a big race tonight ,am I in? Vert asked, always eager for another race

"Not this time" Kurt said as he held out his hand .

Vert took his hand and shook it. "Vert, this is between me and Tork tonight " Nolo said. "Finally gonna get pay back for what he did to Tone."

Vert just shrugged , he doesn't particularly agree with Nolo's grudge as he thought Toni spun to far and crashed and it wasn't Tork's fault , but he kept his opinion to himself about it , didn't want to get on Nolo's bad side

Soon , other people showed up, mostly to watch the race buy also party to Shirako's loud music. One driver took notice of the Teku though and approached Nolo , he was a tall man with shoulder length black hair and black eye , and wore a red jump suit . "Hey , you must be Nolo right?" the man asked as he approached the Teku leader

"Yeah I am , what about it ? Nolo said

"The name's Jack Thomas." the man introduced himself, "Is it possible you're accepting new members?"

"Maybe ," Nolo said with a smile. "Do you babe what it takes to join the Teku?"

"Used to run races back home before I was given this car as part of a job" , he said pointing to his red Veyron Bugatti

"Nice car ," Karma said.

"I customized some parts of it to make it unique . Technically it isn't even street legal but I know some people that help with that ," Jack said. "Rather not say why though, a bit personal."

"Alright , how about this , after the big race tonight , I'll let you race one of our own and decide then if you have what it takes to be a Teku , deal?" Nolo asked.

"I'm fine with that, " Jack said.

Some time passed as more people poured in to watch the big race . "I know the coast road better than anyone Nolo," Vert said. "I used to come here and surf before I could even drive."

"Whatever man, I was driving before I could drive ," Nolo said

"What does that even mean ?" Vert asked as he walked towards Kurt .

Nolo angrily turns towards Vert, "Remember who's the Teku leader huh ?" He yelled.

Just then, a black Plymouth road runner with red flame arrived at the spot with the Teku members . The door open , and the driver stepped out , revealing to be a tall, Asian man named Taro Kitano . He had black hair tied up to a pony tail and wore a black shirt with the brown letter m on it , representing his team , the Metal Maniacs .

"This is my race Vert , stay out of it," Nolo said as he walked towards his car , Synkro

"He's only the leader because of his brother," Vert said.

"Hey, it's Nolo's call who races," Kurt called out

"Hey ," Taro called out. "Are you Teku here to race , or to fight ?" He asked as another car pulled up, a red one

The driver of that car was Tork Maddox , leader of the Metal Maniacs. Tork was an African-American , who wore a red shirt with black pants. He and Nolo stared at each as Nolo remembered the infamous race that cost the life of his brother

Meanwhile , a black car was speeding through the curves of the coast road , the driver was a man with black hair with tattoos all over his arms . He wore sun glasses and a black shirt with the letter M in brown on i


His name was Mark Wylde , younger brother of Kurt Wylde of the Teku . "Look what you've turned yourself into," he remembered his brother saying .

"You're not my big brother anymore Kurt , your scrap like all Teku ," Mark said as he pushed his brother aside.

"Markie-" Kurt started but was cut off from a punch from his younger brother

"And the name is Wylde . Markie is dead, he died in prison."

Wylde remembered that from the day after he joined the Metal Maniacs. His brother wasn't to please with that , not like he cared what he thinks about him anymore.

He knew the Metal Maniacs were planning to crash the Teku's party , and he wanted in.

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Nolo got in his car to prep it for the race as a Tork got in his. Tork pulled up beside him as Monkey , one of the Metal Maniacs , brought out a street light as a black car raced based him and stopped between Nolo and Tork's cars.

"Why didn't you tell me we were taking on the Teku?" Wylde asked Tork.

"Me against Nolo, that's how it is, Tork said as he and Nolo drove closer to the start of the race.

"I want him Tork, I want them all, you knew that from the story," Wylde said as Tork just ignored him and headed to the start of the race.


Monkey flipped a switch on the light as it turned red and he pulled out a cell phone from his pocket. "This is Monkey , is the road clear now ?" he asked on the phone.

"That Teku won't even make it to the finish," Tork remembered.

"Tone's good," Taro said

"Yeah, but I'm better,"

"These guys aren't going wait much longer," Monkey said on the phone.

Nolo griped his necklace as he remembered what happened to his brother.

"You're trying to take my place?" Tone asked.

" I know I can beat Tork ," Nolo said as Tone laughed. "Come on, Tone, let me race him."

" You want to be the leader now little bro ?

Then , the wreck happened , as Tone's car slide into a building and was forced into the air and crashed down and when it hit the ground , the car burst into flames.

All Nolo could do was watch in horror as his brother died in front of him. "TONE!" He yelled.

Still feels like yesterday when it happened . Tone's death gave Nolo a purpose , a reason to drive. For revenge.

The light changed to yellow. "All clear" said the voice on the phone as the light turned green . The race was on. Nolo and Tork shifted gears and started and drove past Monkey. "Here they come," he said.

"I'm gonna show you what Wylde is all about," Wylde said to Taro as he turned his car around and started to drive after Nolo and Tork.

Nolo and Tork were speeding down the curvy roads of the coast . Nolo was slowing down by a big curve and Tork took this opportunity to speed past him. Nolo comtinung speeding behind a Tork as he hit a street sign and continued on the curvy roads.

"You want to be the leader now little bro?."

Nolo's car briefly stalled as he hit a sign ,which let Tork to speed ahead of him. Nolo yelled out as he turned on his music. He shifted gears and sped up to Tork and ramming into his bumper.

"Back off, punk" Tork said as Nolo drove beside him and slammed into the side of his car.

"This is for Tone," he yelled as he slammed Tork's car into the railing.

Nolo moved to the left as Wylde's car caught up to him and wedge itself between Nolo and Tork's cars. Tork's car spun and crashed into the railing while Nolo crashed on top some rocks.

"Ha, ha, go Wylde," Wylde said as he sped off.

He got glimpse of a figure in the middle of the road. He panicked and tried to slow down but the car spun and drifted off the cliff side of the road . Wylde activated his grappling hook he has built into his car and fired it up on the edge of the cliff.

The other drivers raced towards where the two crashed cars were. Karma, Vert, and Kurt pulled up beside each other and got out of their cars. Monkey rushed out of his car and checked the edge of the cliff to see if Wylde was okay and saw his car dangling down on the rope.

"Wylde's okay," he said as Kurt sighed in relief. "He's cranking back up"

Kurt and Vert then saw a familiar face , Gig, the personal robot assistant to Dr. Peter Tezla. "What are you doing here?" Vert asked.

"Dr. Tezla needs you," Gig pleaded.

"Oh really," Kurt said. "What about after the world race when we needed him to give us more Nitrox, he wouldn't even talk to us,"

"Dr. Tezla needed all the fuel for his research," Gig said.

" But we wanted to go through the portals again , and race in Highway 35," Vert said.

"No one can go through the portals now , Gelorum and her racing drones have taken the Wheel of Power."

Vert and Kurt walked off and headed towards their cars as Karma approached the floating robot . "These racing drones , what are they?" she asked .

"Robots , built for driving."

"Are they any good?" she asked.

"They're robots , they're perfect," Gig said as he started to float away but was stopped by Jack.

"This 'Tezla' is he some kind of scientist or government agent? Who's Gelorum?" He asked

"Tezla was a lead scientist within the United States government at NASA but left years ago. Gelorum is a human, drone hybrid and leader of the racing drones. Created by the Accelerons to bethe perfect drivers but they soon turned on their masters , possibly driving them to extinction. No pun intended,," Gig said as he floated away.

"Accelerons , huh?" Jack said to himself as he pulled out his phone. "He would be interested in that."

"Give me a car , I want to finish this thing tonight," Nolo demanded as Vert and Kurt walked towards him.

"There's something we need to do Nolo," Vert said.

"What's he talking about , nothings more important than the Teku," Nolo yelled.

"This is," Kurt said as Jack walked up to a Nolo.

"I take it we're not deciding on if I join tonight?" Jack asked.

"Later," Nolo said as he walked off as Vert, Kurt and Karma drove past him. He yelled out in anger.

Jack got in his own car, that he nicknamed Osiris , "I think I better follow those guys,

Monkey and Taro we're heading back to their cars when Monkey asks "Hey Taro , what's the deal with this Tezla dude? Wylde told me he paid like millions of dollars to some of his drivers."

"You're coming?" Taro asks.

"You think Tork would mind?"


The drivers were heading towards Tezla's old headquarters in the deserts of Nevada.

"So mind telling us what the deal is with Tezla and Highway 35?" Karma asked

"The real Highway 35 was this track built in another dimension made by these were ancient dudes called Accelrons," Vert said.

"That's what you call real?" Karma said.

"Tezla recruited the best drivers for the world race," Kurt said.

"Yeah it was me , Kurt , Taro and,-" but aas cut off by Karma

"So who won ?" she asked

"Didn't matter who won," Kurt said. " All Tezla wanted was the wheel of power at the end of the track."

"So new guy," Kurt said to Jack over the radio. " Hope you like real racing , because it's gonna get crazy if anything is like Highway 35,"

"Hey, Taro , Wylde's here," Monkey said as Wylde came speeding past the two Metal Maniacs as dust and sand blew into Monkey's face. "Hey, this isn't a race," he yelled.

"It's always a race," was all Wylde said as he sped up to Karma and smacked into her car, causing her to briefly lose control of it . He then ran up to Kurt's car and smacked into it

"Maniac," Kurt said as a Wylde drove ahead of them and reached Tezla's old headquarters, the Cube, a large cube shaped building but now rundown and abandoned.

The drivers got there and got out of their cars , looking around at the abandoned building as a figure approached them . "Vert," the figure said as he approached Vert

The figure was an African-American man with black hair and wore a tan race suit with the number 22 on it . He approached Vert as the fist bumped. "It has been a long time."

"Good to see you again," he said, smiling at his old friend.

"Is that Tezla?" Monkey asked.

"My name is Kadeem," he introduced himself. "Who are you?"

"Just a freaky little Metal Maniac," Kurt said

"That means he's the best , like me and Taro," Wylde countered.

"Real drivers are Teku," Kurt said.

Kadeem let out a laugh. "I see , that's how it is."

"You get everything straightened out back home?" Vert asked.

"My people will have to wait because this can not," Kadeem said.

"If this must be big business , it must pay a lot?" Monkey asked

All Kadeem did was let out a louder laugh that echoed through out the building.


"Tezla has built a new headquarters where no one can find it," Kadeem said as he and the other drivers were driving around a series of tall rocks. "Stay behind mw, and match my speed."

Kadeem led them to a long path where there no end that led straight imti the rock face . "Whoa,dead end ," Monkey said as he pulled away as Kadeem and the others went into the rock face but didn't crash into as it was just part of a holographic disguise to hide Tezla's new headquarters

The drivers inside the new headquarters saw a large track circling all over the center of the place . The drivers gathered around the center as a beam of light was fired above and a hologram of the face of Dr Tezla appeared . "Welcome to the Accelederome."

A/N well that's the end of the first chapter. Took me all night to write. I, proud of my work after not doing anything in forever. I had issues with ending it right but I thought that was a good place. Next chapter is the storm realm. That's gonna really test my writing skills so wish me luck. Please review.