A teenager blazed down the road, goggles on his face and his hood flailing in the wind.
They'll regret messing with me, all in time. He thought darkly as he made his hoverboard go faster.
Dust kicked up as he flew down the baren streets in the dark. He could see his destination coming up on the horizon as he got closer to the city limits. The board seemed to read his determination and went even faster, he could barely process what was in front of him.
Seeing that he was closer than he thought, the teen quickly hit the brakes as hard as he could, coming to a screeching halt about two inches from a blimp that was parked on the ground.
"That was a close one," He said as he took his goggles off and let them rest around his neck.
He put a foot under the dark yellow board and kicked it up into his arm, catching it easily. He moved his knuckle up to the door to knock.
"Come in!" Called a voice.
The teen stood there for a few seconds, his hand a good foot from the door.
That was wierd. He thought as he slowly opened the door to the blimp's sitting (?) Area. There was a man sitting in an easy chair, he was balding with blonde hair, and his entire left eye was sunk into his face.
"Hello, Eddy," The man said.
Eddy's eyes widened in awe.
"How did you know my name?" He questioned.
"I know everything, I am Calypso, after all. Sit down Eddy. You may lay your board wherever."
Eddy sat down on the chair opposite of Calypso, layed the hoverboard on the ground and propped his feet on it; the board then raised up, creating a foot stool.
"You've come to joing the contest, have you not?" Calypso asked.
Eddy nodded his head slowly.
"Are you old enough to drive?"
"Yes," Eddy lied, he was only 15, "So...where is this thing held?"
"You'll know, let's just put it at that." Calypso reached his hand out and smiled widely, "Welcome...to Twisted Metal!" He exclaimed.
Eddy warily reached his hand out and shook Calypso's.
"I suggest you get some rest Eddy, you've got a long day ahead of you."
Eddy nodded and picked up his board, then left the blimp. He got a running start, threw the board on the ground and jumped on. He tore through the streets, busting some tricks ever once in a while. He came to a staircase and jumped onto the handrail, grinding his way down. He made sure he jumped before he got to the end and quickly staightened the board out, you do not wanna wreck going this fast.
Eddy finally made it to his house. His parents were gone for the week off on vacation. He threw the door open and walked in, laying his hoverboard against the wall. He walked down the hall to his brother's room and ripped the wall paper off the wall. He pulled out a crowbar and tore the door open. He flipped the light switch on and looked at the red muscle car in the room, smiling slightly. His brother had never finished fixing it, so he finished for him. Eddy was amazed he was able to do it, but the internet can help you with a lot of things, he even learned how to make missiles. It took a few years, but it was worth it in the end; he was finally old enough for the tournament, he was finally going to do it, he was going to win, and people were finally going to respect him.
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Yeah, this is really short, it being the introduction and all; the next chapter will be much longer. Please review.