Acceleracers Nexus
An Acceleracers fic with a new cast.
Author: ChaseWheeler
Disclaimer: I dont own any of Acceleracers or the characters. Dont Sue!
Summary: Its been 20 years since "Ultimate Race". Vert got a way and escaped the Silencerz (I'm writing a companion peice too about his escape and how he falls for a Silencerz spy.). Now hes a racing legend. This story revolves around his son however. Chase Wheeler.
Acceleracers Nexus
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Chase Wheeler stood beside his red car in his garage checking over the new black vinyls he'd placed on the sides of the car. The car was Rageous and there was no other car like it. Built from the frame up by hand. Every wire and bolt put on by Chase himself. And he was damn proud of it. There never will be another car like it. It was styled along the design of his dad's favorite car, Reverb. But Chase had replaced the lambo style doors in the design with old fashioned gullwing doors, shortened the frame to be as short as a lamborginhi Murcielago, and raised the suspension by 3 inches. It was unique, most racers dropped their cars as far as possible but chase had decided to be different and raise his up off the road and added big tires and 22'' rims. Flashing LEDs of every color flashed beneath the car painting the concrete of the large garage.
The new black vinyl graphics depicted a large demonic skull that seemed to stare towards the person looking at the car. The word Knight was depicted on the hood of the car in grafiti-ish text. The large horns of the demon swept up alond the sides of the car stopping just before raising onto the hood in the front and trunk in the back. The skull's eyes glowed a sinister red from LED lights imbeded in the door. A fog machine belched out red colored fog around the car, creating an air of mystery.
Chase smiled to himself, his black hair falling infront of his blue eyes. Rageous was ready for the night and so was he. Garbed to match his car, Chase wore Red Pants and t-shirt with a black jacket. The jacket had Red stripes moving along the arms and up the Shoulders. His Black and red nikes complimenting the outfit. The clothes wrapped around his slightly muscular body perfectly. Yep, he was ready. Well almost ready. Chase reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small container with two circlular compartments on each end. One at a time he opens the compartments and inserts the red lensed contact into his eye, before checking himself out using a mirror on the side of the garage. The red eyes glowed back at him in his reflection and he smiled at how sinister he looked.
Happy with the appearance of both himself and his car, Chase opened the gullwing door on the drivers side and let the interior LEDs bathe him in their constantly changing light. The interior of Rageous was the same color red as the outside. Dash, console, and steering wheel all red. The two seats were black rush seats with racing harnesses. There was no back seat to the car. Only a nitrous holding bay in which two red canisters were mounted.
Grinning, he sat in the drivers seat and connected the racing harness over him, securing it tightly. He raises his hand to the steering wheel and presses one finger against a small red circle. "Confirming Identity of driver: Knight. Welcome." A female voice spoke out into the garage. The engine started and purred perfectly as Chase shut the gullwing door and shifted the car into gear.
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Kash Jordon wasn't happy. Knight had yet to show and the fans were getting antsy. Everyone wanted to see Chase race. He always drew the biggest crowds and kept fans happy and on the edge of their seats. Beside him a group of five girls were tapping their feet impatiently. These girls claimed to be Chase's biggest fans and named themselves the Chasers. Each girl dreamt of Chase each night, and started rumors that the famous racer had been sleeping with each of them each day. Kash knew it was bullshit. Only one girl caught Chase's eyes.
Kash looked over the starting line to the blue Mitsubishi Eclipse with the white angel graphics. Dawn Ambers, the hottest female racer he'd ever seen, not to mention the most talented. If anyone could ever hope of beating Chase it was her. She had come so close on many occasions but Chase had always taken the lead at the last second and secured the win.
Dawn's Mitsubishi was modded and tuned to hell and back, Kash knew. Everything that could be bolted on to increase performance was there, courtesy of Dawn's rich daddy. The white angel's sillouhette was backdropped by bursts of light. On the bonnet of her car the angel was floating with hands outspread. These were graphics that Dawn had drawn and printed herself. That was her other joy in life, Drawing. And she was damn good at it. If she ever decided to start a graphics shop, everyone would go to her for custom graphics, Kash knew he would.
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The red and black Rageous screamed through the city streets as Chase hurried to the race. He knew he was alittle late and that Kash would definately give him hell about it. But he also knew that Kash would forgive him once he handed over a little of the prize money as thanks for waiting till he got there to start the race. Money was the one thing Kash uderstood.
Turning right at a corner a few blocks from the race, Chase wondered if Dawn would be racing tonight. He hoped so. He could never figure it out but he was attracted to Dawn Ambers. It wasnt that she was beautiful even though she was. One of the Chasers had the body and face of a supermodel and woulda taken Chase to her bed anytime he wanted, but Chase always said no. Could it be that its because Dawn is a female racer? No, There were actually quite a few female racers in this day and age, and they were all pretty. So just what was it? Chase shook his head knowing he'd never know for sure, And then just putting it up to love at first sight. Or rather first Race.
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A younger Chase was waiting at the starting line in his first car, Nightcast. The car was solid black with deep silver graphics depicting a full moon over a graveyard. The car was built along the plans for his Dad's first car, the Deora 2. But Chase had sized it down a bit by cutting the bed in half and installing a smaller engine that could still produce the same power. The bed of the car was filled with four 20'' speakers blasting the rythm that Chase had picked for NightCast's theme. It was a techno beat but with a mix of gothic classical piano. Chase's dad's friend, Shirako, had helped him with the tune and had said that it was sure to strike fear into any opponent racers once they heard the gothic sounds mixed with the bumping techno. Chase was here today to test that theory. His first race. NightCast's first challenge.
The race wasnt to start for another five minutes, so everyone else was still outside their cars talking to friends or admiring other's cars. Chase felt a little lonely staying in NightCast, but he knew that no one here knew him. They were from different parts of town. Chase lived in the expensive Beacon Hills ditrict of Bayview, while most of these racers lived in Central Bayview. Vert's fame had placed him in with the richest, and he had sent Chase to private shcool instead of Bayview ISD, so Chase wouldnt know any of these guys from school either.
Another car pulled up alongside NightCast, this one a blue Mitsubishi Eclipse that appeared to be stock. No body kit, no graphics, and no spoilers or neon. Everything was stock cept the engine Chase realized as the car revved a few times beside him. He could tell that that engine had been modded and tuned expertly, and that it would be a challenge to beat if the driver was skilled. The one thing that could save him was he could tell that the car wasnt NOS equipped. Having two canisters of Nitrous in NightCast he knew he could have a slight advantage if the end of the race came to a straightaway rush between him and the blue Eclipse.
In any other race he could have checked the course map to see what the course looked like. But Kash's races were always random. The only way you knew where to go was to follow the arrow that Kash's sidekick, Byte, displayed on your viewscreen GPS. Thats why it was required for all cars in the race to have GPS units. To Kash this kept all the drivers on their toes and built more skills with every race. Kash's races were the end all in Bayview. Only the best were allowed as Kash tested your skills personally before he'd allow you into his league. Chase had passed all of Kash's tests with flying colors.
Breaking Chase out of his reverie his monitor flashed and beeped, notifying him of an incoming vid-con from another driver. Chase pushed the accept button on the screen and gasped as one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen stared back at him. He quickly took in her long black hair, her sterling blue eyes, her kissable lips. He had never wanted to touch anything as much as he wanted to reach out and touch his hand to her cheek.
"You look lonely, New Boy. Aint got no friends?" The girl asked him. Her voice was soft and gentle, yet he could sense that it could be commanding if need be.
"Not any here at least. My name's Chase. And you're right I'm the new boy." Chase said to her, glad he had some reason to continue staring at her in the vidscreen.
"Well...I could be your first friend, that is if you can take that you're going to lose to a girl. Most guys cant accept that."
"I'm not most guys, but I'm not losing to anyone tonight. Male or female, I'm going to beat everyone."
"You sound confident. But remember you could be being overconfident. No one has ever won their first time on one of Kash's courses."
"I'm here to break that. Then to win each of Kash's races from now on. I'll see you at the finish line girl."
"Girl? I have a name you know, Jerk." The girl nearly yelled at him.
"I figured you did. But you've never told me what it is. So all I can call you is girl." Chase grinned. This was his game. His dad always told him he was a smart-ass.
"You want to know my name so bad, Then beat me. Thats the only way I'll tell my name to some jerk like you." She growled then cut the vid-con.
Chase smiled to himself. Now he knew there was no way he was going to lose that race. He had motivation. If he won, He would get to know her name.
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The present day Chase smiled as he remembered winning that race by shooting a shot a NOS on the last turn and passing the blue Eclipse. Then He'd learned her name was Dawn, Dawn Ambers. And since then he'd kept his promise to her. He hadn't lost a single one of Kash's races in the last two years. He was the undefeated champ and when he showed up on the line every other racer knew they could only get second prize at best. Still Chase hadn't won the prize that he wanted most yet. He hadn't won Dawn Ambers. Every race seemed to make him even fonder of her. He watched as she became so talented at driving, learning all the tricks she could to try and top him. But Chase wasn't going to lose, He was a Wheeler and Wheelers were born to race.
Flashing lights and siren broke him out of his thoughts. 'Damn. Cops managed to sneak up on me.' Chase thought. Smiling, Chase upshifted and watched as the car's spedometer raised to 230 mph and the cop was lost in the dust that Rageous spit back. 'If that was the Speed Patrol, they could still catch up to me.' He thought. The Speed Patrol was a special force in Bayview made up of ex-streetracers who were caught somehow. Every racer they caught knocked a year of their sentence so they had no sympathy for those that should be their brothers. They were taught by the legendary Taro Kitano, who had become a cop after the rape and murder of his beloved Karma Eiss. The city of Bayview supplied all of their cars and all the hottest parts. The police dept. had even invested in designing a whole new car to give to thier new Speed Patrol, The Enforcer. The Enforcer was a sweet car given to every Speed Patrol recruit. It was damn fast and looked damn good. Designed by Taro himself, it gave even Chase's custom cars a run for their money. But the challenge they presented excited Chase. It was just a bonus to prove that his and his father's car designs were superior to Taro's.
Kash grinned as he watched the speeding red car come up on top the hill. Most would say that Chase was going to fast to stop at the starting line which was only a few hundred feet before him. But Kash knew better. Chase would stop on the line perfectly and he would do it with style. Sure enough he watched as Rageous began to spin doing doing a moving 360. It was flashy, but it had reason behind it.It slowed the car down and allowed Chase to stop right square behind the line with his front bumper lined perfectly with everyone elses. Kash smiled one last time before turning to the crowd and announcing. "It's Race Night Bitches!"
Well there's the intro. This is an idea thats been running through my head for a long time. I hope you all enjoy it. Please review and I'll speed the next chapter along. It should be longer and more action packed than this one. I mean come on didn't you hear Kash? It's Race Night Bitches!
Please R & R.. Criticism is accepted as long as its to help my writing, and not just to try and hurt my feelings. The more reviews the faster chapters will come out.
Note to WingsOf Speed: If you're reading this please review. After Reading your killer story it would mean alot to me to see what you think of my fic.
