Hi viewers! I just thought I'd take a break from the Beatles for a bit and write this.
I do not own Cars or any characters. Hope ya like it! ;) This chapter is a bit short...
Chapter One
" We're almost to our destination, Finn." Siddeley's voice sounded tired over the intercom that Finn heard from inside the jet.
" Roger that, Sid." Finn McMissile slid away from the screen which he was looking at. They were on a case that involved rescuing all of the World Grand Prix racers from a group of lemons that escaped from jail. " Is Holley still asleep?," Siddeley asked. Finn looked around the interior of the plane to see his colleague still asleep after a previous mission.
" Yes, she is."
" You should wake her. Touch down is in five minutes."
Siddeley's voice was louder now, even though he was still tired from flying around the world practically every day. This is the most amount of missions he had in a single week in his whole career.
Finn stared warmly at his sleeping partner. He would have to wake her up before they landed. " Holley, we're landing now."
The purple Jaguar jolted awake and looked out of the window to see Siddeley's wing flaps expanding. She smiled back at Finn.
Then, the jet's voice broke the silence between the two.
" We have a problem: I'm being followed."
Finn and Holley looked out of the windows to see fighter jets on either side of Siddeley. Explosives dangled on their wings.
" Get them off your tail, Sid!," McMissile instructed.
" Hold on tight!"
What's all this about Siddeley wondered as he did a barrel roll to stop a missile from hitting one of his engines. He felt a sharp pain to his left side and glanced at a large scratch that ripped at his body.
