AUTHORS NOTES: Jesse is the narrator in this story for the most part. The story begins at the ending of the Fast and Furious, Jesse did die and he is a ghost. Jesse will be interrupting the story a few times to bring us all up to par with my story. It's done on purpose. If you don't like it, don't read.

DISCLAIMERS: ALL OF THE CHARACTERS YOU RECOGNIZE BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS, UNFORTUNATELY I AM NOT THE RIGHTFUL OWNERS. I DO OWN MORGAN.

Once upon a time in the world of street racing there was a King. His name was Dominic Toretto. He and his Queen Letty ruled the world of Street Racing. Until Brian Spilner came along, now don't get me wrong here, he wasn't a bad guy, he just fucked everything up. You see, street racing isn't exactly legal and I guess hijacking trucks for DVD players isn't either. Dom and 'royal men' dabbled a bit in both and Brian ended up being a cop. Or so I guess. I didn't really get to make it through the whole story. I was one of Dom's royal men. Jesse, I was also known as the Mad Scientist.

Every year Dom and his royal family went to Race Wars and if you don't know about Race Wars then you probably shouldn't be reading this. Anyways, I decided to pink slip my dad's Jetta. I lost and I ran. It was what I did. I'm not strong or smart or anything really. I was scared and stupid. I mean, I bet my dad's Jetta and drove away after I lost. I drove every where that night, was half way to Mexico to visit my sister when I realized I couldn't do that to Dom. I was family and you don't embarrass your family like that. So I drove back to the King's castle.

Dom was standing outside with a shotgun yelling at Brian. Some other shit must have hit the fan but I didn't really care. I needed my King to help me.

'What the hell were you thinking Jesse?'

Dom already knew the answer. I wasn't thinking, but I tried explaining anyway. Dom would save me. I was part of his family and Dom was a family man. He took care of his, no matter how much we embarrassed him. He just wasn't fast enough that day. The gun shot came and I went down. Dom and Mia were there. It's really quite amazing how much stuff flashes through your mind when you realize you aren't going to make it. Morgan, my baby sister took up half of those flashes. King Toretto and his crew took up the rest. But I really think the most painful part of dieing was realizing I was never going to see my friends and family again. Morgan was supposed to come to Los Angeles. She was going to live with us at the castle and open her dress shop. Dom and Mia were all for it. They hated the idea of my little sister being alone in Mexico when she could be here with them.

Mia, beautiful Mia. Nicest most beautiful girl in the world; well second to my sister. She stayed with me the whole time I was dieing. Dom went for revenge. I was so happy to catch a glimpse of him driving the Charger. And then I died. There was a bright white light and I thought I was in Heaven, but I'm not done. I want to see how life turns out for everyone. I need to make sure Morgan gets to Los Angeles and finds her knight in shining armor...

And my sister thought she was the only in the family who could tell a story.