Disclaimer: I don't own any of the SSX games at all, even though they totally are the uber.

Chapter One- Finally In

"Everyone can ride the peak, but can you fly over the actual mountain?" – DJ Atomika

The plane that dropped down many of the Circuit's snowboarders had landed at the very peak of the mountain, the plane being crammed with eager snowboarders who wanted to take a ride down "The Throne." Four years had passed since the opening of the original Circuit, and since then, the boarders have been of all races, sexes and so on. This year seemed like a promising one: four new snowboarders, but still two of the originals were out of commission. In fact, most of the vets had pronounced them as retired from the Circuit. That didn't matter though, after all, the new blood seemed to have been pretty competitive from the first time they were glanced at.

"Ah, well it's a new year amongst us, eh? We've got four newbies hoping to make their way to SSX legends. Now for their introductions-"Atomika's voice was as happy as it had ever been. The Mountain looked as good as new, but he had also reached word of a hidden spot; the most dangerous race on the face of snowboarding. "First up, we have Jane Minapolis, somewhat of a bumble bee. She seemed pretty nice when I had a chat with her, but as I walked away, I could have sworn she kicked JP in the groin, ouch…. Oh, and we have Jubin Patel, he moved from India just to compete with us. He seemed intellectual, something none of our SSX competitors seemed to be-"Atomika coughed "Psymon" – "Also new to our crazy dysfunctional family is Zeke Cooke, insane skills, he relies on God as his coach I hear. Last but not least has to be Ian Sanchez. Only fourteen and he's made it here. His skills are like Mac's, but thankfully, his personality is not."

Ian smirked as he heard that announcement as he slid off the plane and into a blizzard of snow. He looked around for a second, seeing the veterans of the Circuit racing past him. Far in the front, a man with an English accent called "Last one to the lodge has to have Mac as a roommate!"

The young snowboarder began a friendly competition with the rest of the boarders, smiling as he passed even the veterans of the sport. His eyes gleamed a bit as he saw Zeke pass him with much grace, jumping off a naturally made ramp. He held onto the nose of the board, kicking it up into a trick he called "Christ Air." He extended his arms up for a second, pulling back the board under his feet. Ian grinded his teeth as he hit the exact same ramp, but unlike Zeke's move, Ian kicked his feet off the board, holding the nose with one hand as he let his feet dangle in the cold air. He landed as perfectly as Zeke did, and gained cheers from Moby, Kaori and Nate.

He smiled quietly as he crouched down a bit, gaining a speed boost as he grinded on a broken log, launching himself high into the air. Ian did a simple back flip, landing with little worry. As he made it down "The Throne," he could see a station way in the sunset, where he gathered was a place to buy boards, learn tricks and more. Psymon passed Ian with brute force, his eyes looking chaotic as he slammed his way towards the front, responses of the rest of the group being mutters of curse words and rude hand gestures. Nate hit a rail, calling out to the newest snowboarders: "Watch this newbies!"

The veteran kicked up his feet from the board, balancing on his hands. He held it out for a second more, letting the newbies have a glimpse of the "uber" trick. He hit a few more rails along the way, marking an impression on Jubin. The Indian smirked as he mimicked Nate's trick, but switched back and forth between hands and feet as he did. He landed right behind the sophomore boarder, smiling innocently as he passed him. Mac pressed the tail of his board against the snow, doing a quick back flip 180, very impressive since he did all this on the ground. Elise and Marisol had a rivalry for three years straight, both of them wanting to be called Queen of the Mountain.

Suddenly, all the boarders began to scramble, racing as fast as they could. Ian looked back, noticing a faint rumble under his feet. The expression on his face showed fear and awe; Ian could see a huge avalanche pouring down, and he quickly noticed he was the one in the very back. He looked ahead, seeing the station far out there. Ian grinded his teeth, knowing he was racing against the avalanche. He saw one more jump, just one and he was free from "The Throne." He felt his heart beating faster and faster as he slid off the crystal ramp, taking a breathtaking plunge into the mushy snow. Right then, the Ipod-mini he was given began to blast "The Bitter End" by Sum 41. Ian cheered as he saw the lodge, stopping himself from hitting some of the competitors.

He sighed as he looked back, noticing the fresh new powder he had evaded. Eddie looked at Ian and nodded in approval, his red-toned glasses sliding a bit off his nose. He pulled his feet away from his board, walking into the lodge. The lodge was pretty huge, but their actual homes would be in the city; near one of the beginning races for people new to the Circuit. Ian could see Atomika waving his hand towards himself, the young boarder walking towards the dick jockey. Atomika smirked a bit and pointed to a huge wall of screens, all from "The Throne." He replayed one particular screen, the one of Ian evading the avalanche with that particular jump. "Good job, man, I can see some wins heading your way."

Ian nodded, saying good bye to the DJ. He looked up at another wall, seeing his picture and particular stats related to him. The boy read them out loud: "Age: 14, Height: 5'4", Ethnicity: Mexican, Alternative sport: Kempo, Music: Rock…." He turned his head a little, seeing some of the veterans discussing their ride down the peak.

"Didya see that new kid?" Mac's voice was like a DJ's should've been: loud, confident, the works. He gained nods from a few of the boarders. "Yeah, he escaped that avalanche with no worries!"

"No worries? I wouldn't say that Mac, though, the little mate does remind me of a certain someone when the Circuit had opened up." Moby's English accent was deep, along with a little tease about Mac. Zeke sat beside Moby, listening patiently to their conversation about the other new snowboarder. "Aye, and Zeke showed some awesome moves as well, good job, mate."

Kaori smiled sweetly at Ian, gesturing him towards them. Ian gulped a little, walking towards the group. The first one to say anything to Ian was Psymon. "Hey, you like Metallica?" Psymon pointed to the boy's hoodie.

"Yeah…." Ian's voice was slightly timid, the boy making sure he didn't make himself look like a complete moron. He looked at all the competitors, but something seemed to stick out about Zeke; Ian couldn't land his finger on the matter though. "So, what's the first race we'll compete in?"

He received smirks from all the veterans.

"Snow Jam."

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Gotom- Yeah, my first ever SSX based fan fiction. It's sorta hard learning the ways these characters react with each other since it's a game, with a small place to develop a character, oh well, I hope you enjoy my crappy fan fic.