Hey guys! If you read this story before it was deleted, then I apologize. I was working on another, more successful project at the time. So I deleted this one. So here's what I'm going to do. I'll post the original chapters I had onto the site and work from there. It won't get deleted this time, I promise.
Alec was driving down the curvy, complex road next to a cliff. His car, of his own design, steered effortlessly down the Cliffside highway. Alec was a mechanic, a very good mechanic. He built the car he was driving in his garage with nothing more than basic tools. He learned his skills from his father, who had unfortunately died in a car accident ten years ago. Since his father's death Alec has been designing, repairing, and customizing cars. He built his own car when he was eighteen years old. He is currently twenty three. After he had successfully constructed his car, which he named "Adrenaline Rush" He had gotten involved with street racing. The sleek, fast design of his car always won the crowd's attention before the race, and never disappointed during it. Alec had won numerous illegal street races and has evaded police countless times. He had quite a reputation, people who saw his car instantly knew that he was around. His car, sporting a fire red dragon across the door panels, a circular tribal design on the hood, and a massive spoiler, was unforgettable. People often criticized his designing skills when they say Adrenaline Rush has striking similarities to a Lamborghini Aventador. Alec never really minded much of it, though.
As Alec was driving down the road, he could see headlights coming in his direction from the opposite way. He could make out at least two cars driving rather recklessly and quickly towards him. They were taking up both sides of the road, an obvious sign of a street race. Something that was right up his alley. He sharply turned around and waited for the other drivers to get closer, when they did; Alec forced his car into gear and took off. He looked into his rear view mirror to see that the two other drivers saw what he was doing, so they decided to play along. He didn't anticipate that would actually get their attention, he assumed it was his car that allowed him admission into the competition. It wasn't long until one of them tried to pass him, the driver, operating a gold colored car with a similar paint job to Alec's, threatened to ram him into the guard rail on the cliff. He veered his car into Alec's, causing a collision that spun them both out of control. The third driver saw this and hit the brakes, unfortunately he wasn't quick enough and slammed right into them. Alec slowly opened the door of his car and got out; Alec was freakishly tall when he stood up. Standing nearly at seven feet. Six feet ten inches, to be exact. He also had spiky brown hair and matching eyes. He walked over to the gold car, whose occupant has exited, and started yelling.
"What was that? You nearly killed us both! Not to mention you wrecked my car, do you know how much time and effort I sent building this?" He angrily shouted.
"Hey, it was your fault you decided to mess with the leader of the Teku! You should be owing me for an apology!" The man shouted, he didn't sound very old, at least eighteen or nineteen, but definitely not twenty.
"Oh yeah, pipsqueak? Where's the rest of your gang to back you up, huh?" Alec retorted.
"Hey! Shut up and listen, both of you. Nolo, you did ram into his car, which did make the both of you crash. But, the tall guy here decided to butt in with the race. It's both your faults." The third driver intervened, the third driver was extremely muscular and large. Not as tall as Alec is, but he could probably bench press three times as much as him easily.
"The guy's got a point. Now, where is the rest of your crew?" Alec asked.
"Right up that mountain, along with the Metal Maniacs, the gang Tork here has leadership of." Nolo replied.
"Hm, classic rivalry, funny. But it doesn't look like any of our cars are going anywhere without some kind of repairs. Anybody got a tow truck?" Alec questioned.
"I guess I could call Vert to tow one of the cars, I'm not sure about you two." Nolo said.
"I'll get Taro and Monkey down here, they can tow our cars." Tork suggested.
"Sounds good to me, I'm interested with your rivalry here, I think I'll stick around for a while." Alec said.
It wasn't long for the towing crew to arrive, they hooked up all three cars and pulled them back to the top of the mountain, where they all began to do work on their vehicles.
"Ugh, that bastard took out the transmission. The entire thing needs to be replaced." Alec thought. "Probably still works, but it won't do much until it gets replaced."
"Hey, mister tall guy. I never did catch your name, what was it?" Nolo asked as he walked over.
"Name's Alec. Alec Peterson."
Tada! First chapter! A little short, but it's only the first chapter. Well, if you were interested enough to get to this point, please tell me how I did, reviews help a lot more than you might think. Next chapter will be a little more action full, but until then, thanks for reading!