Vile: Howdy, everyone! Vile here with the next Numbershot!

Yuma: Sweet! That was fast!

Vile: I know, and it's fitting, because the main gimmick of this story is about speed!

Akari: "Gimmick"? What do you mean?

Vile: Just read and see. I don't own ZEXAL or any of its characters or cards. I only own my OCs and any of my own cards. Enjoy!

Numbershot 48: Gotta Go Fast!

Chapter 1

It was an average day in Heartland. People moving about, cars bustling, work being done. Nothing special was happening at all. At least, nothing was happening yet.

On one of the highway stretches around the city, a highway patrol car sat in wait for speeders. The whole day had been slow and boring, with not a single speeder. One of the two cops in the car sat, yawning. His partner was holding a radar gun that kept clocking okay speeds. "Man… some days being an officer doesn't pay off." The first cop said.

"I hear ya. I don't like giving tickets, but getting some action wouldn't be a problem." The other cop said. He glanced out the window and noticed something in the distance. "What the heck?" He looked closer to see something green on the highway, and it moving pretty fast. "I think we've got a live one here." All of a sudden, the green blur raced right by the police car. The radar gun's number shot up to 89 miles per hour. "I don't know what that is, but it's a hot one. Let's move!" The other cop started the car and drove off with the sirens blaring, chasing down the green object. The blur kept to the highways, steering away from exits, but for some reason, it began to lose speed, slowing down until the police car pulled up beside it.

"Cut it off, quick!" The driver nodded and began to drive in front of the blur, but the blur then sped up slightly to keep up with the car. "What the?" All of a sudden, a spot of blue glowed on the blur, then, out of nowhere, the green object shot forward at absurd speeds, the sheer force of it popping the tires of the car but luckily causing it to stop instead of spin out. The green blur zigzagged across the road like a lightning bolt as the cops looked on with dumbfounded looks, one having his eye twitching in disbelief.

Back within the city limits, the blur dashed around quickly at speeds that rendered it almost invisible. In the vicinity it was in, a man and woman were waiting at a crosswalk. The blur invisibly dashed behind them. All of a sudden, the woman smacked the man upside the head. "Ow! What was that for?" The man asked.

"That's for slapping my butt, you perv!" The woman yelled.

"What are you talking about? I didn't do anything!" The man griped, looking back at the traffic light. The blur dashed behind them again, apparently repeating the same action, as the woman angrily headlocked the man, the man griping the whole time.

The blur continued to zip around the city before ending up in another part. A man stood against a lamppost and had a small device out, and another man walked past him. The blur suddenly circled around them, and the man against the lamp suddenly looked to see his phone gone. "What the?" He looked at the passing man, seeing the device in his hand. "HEY!" The walking man suddenly looked back to see the first man rushing toward him angrily. He yelped in fear before running away quickly, throwing the device into the air without even realizing he had it. The angry man stopped his chase when he noticed the device in the air, moving his arms to catch it. "Why, that little…" He growled at the man running away. He didn't notice the blur zip across the rooftops behind him.

Whatever the green object was, it continued to zip across the tops of the buildings, even running up, down, and across the walls as it darted through the city. At the same time, a group of multiple people was walking, all of them in rather close proximity. The blur went right past a fruit stand, snagging an apple and two bananas from it without being seen. It waited for a few moments, then quickly dashed right in front of them. None of them noticed it, nor did they notice that there was now two discarded banana peels lying on the ground in their path. Then, the two people in the front inadvertently stepped on the peels. "WAH!" They went backwards, knocking into the group of people as if they were bowling pins. One person had her soda spill on her, another dropped the book he has holding, and another got ice cream to the forehead. They were all shouting various complaints and gripes.

Off to the side in an alley, however, someone was standing there watching. He appeared to be an older teen, but he was shadowed, so no true features could be made out aside from blue eyes. An amused laughter came over him, which grew into borderline guffawing, having to brace himself on a wall. "Oh-ho man… that was just perfect!" He said. "This kind of thing is way too easy." Then, he heard police sirens and looked back out. "Aw, hell." But then he noticed that they were going right past where he was. "Huh?" He saw them continue down the road. "Something must be going on. I'd better find out what." He quickly ran in place, his arms down and bent with the fists pointing out, and a blue glow emanating from his right shoulder, then he suddenly shot off in a green blur.

*Elsewhere*

The police cars sped down the streets, ending up in a decrepit warehouse district. "Surround the area and be careful!" One of the cops said to the troops. The squad moved in one of the buildings, finding a group of ski-mask-wearing thugs standing in front of two tied-up children. The cops pulled pistols out at them. "Drop your weapons and release the children, now!"

"You don't make the calls here, coppers! We're the ones with the hostages!" One of the crooks shouted, pointing a gun at one of the kids. "You'll work with us if you know what's good for these runts!"

The green blur sped into the warehouse from another head, stopping in a hiding spot. His blue eyes watched from afar. "This is just plain low." He said. He looked out into space and smirked. "You readers already know what I'm gonna do, don't you?"

Out of nowhere, the blur of green light raced from the boy's hiding spot, rushing around the crooks and hostages in a perfect circle. "What the hell?" "Nandare (What is that)?" The crooks asked.

"Someone get a snapshot of this, now!" One of the cops said. Another cop pulled out a camera and started taking a bunch of snapshots.

All of a sudden, the ropes around the children were untied and removed. The blur closed its circle around them, causing the crooks to back up until they were all grouped together. 'Morons.' Then, the rope that was untied wrapped around the crooks tightly, preventing them from moving their arms. A knot was tightly tied around them, and the blur suddenly dashed up the walls and out an open ceiling window.

The cops could not believe their eyes, but didn't dwell on it long enough. "Okay boys, get 'em in the cars!" Within seconds, the helpless crooks were gathered along with the hostages and taken away.

From on top of the warehouse, the blue-eyed teen watched the cops with a smile. Now that he was in the light, he could be clearly seen: 19 years old, with short, shaggy dark orange hair. He was wearing a black shirt, a green jersey with white trim over it (that had a 48 on the back), jeans, and brown shoes. "Glad I was able to help, boys." He said, tossing up something in his hand: An apple. "Just a day in the life of your average super-powered teen." He took a bite out of his apple. "Mmm. Not bad. My compliments to the grower." He rapidly ran in place, the blue glow coming from his shoulders again, before he shot forward, dashing over the rooftops in green light.

*Two Days Later*

"Eyewitnesses have reported seeing a strange green blur moving at insane speeds in various areas of Heartland." Akari said to herself, reading an article on her computer. "Law enforcement has recorded two incidents with this blur two days ago: One encounter with the highway patrol, where it was chased for speeding and popped all four tires of the patrol car, and again where it apparently aided authorities in rescuing two hostages from a group of thugs. Authorities are not sure how to classify this blur, as pictures taken during the second encounter were unusable due to the speed of the object." A few pictures were in the paper. They showed the blur, but it had no concrete form. Akari stood up from her chair with a smile. "Yatta! If I get info on this blur, it'll be the scoop of the century!" She stopped and thought for a moment. "Yuma went out earlier. I'll have him keep an eye out." She pulled out her D-Gazer and contacted him.

Soon, his face appeared on the D-Gazer. "Nee-chan? What's up?" He asked.

"Yuma, keep your eyes peeled for a high-speed green blur." Akari said. "This thing's been all over the news lately, and if I can figure out what it is, then-" She heard a beep, and found that Yuma had hung up on her. Angry, she re-dialed and got him on the line again. "Don't you hang up on me, Yuma!"

"I've got better things to do than look out for your scoops today!" He replied. "I've got a date with Kotori today, and I'm not skipping out on it! Try looking for info yourself for once!" With that, Yuma hung up again.

Akari gave a big sigh. "He's useless sometimes." She said. Then she gained a determined look. "I guess it's up to me." She grabbed her purse and headed to her car. "Time for a little investigative journalism."

Vile: So we've got a dude with super speed on the loose! This'll be interesting. Oh, short FYI: If anyone has played or seen footage of the video game Sonic Generations, the guy runs in the same fashion as Classic Sonic.

Yuma: Hey, that line in the warehouse. Did he just-

Vile: Yep. Fourth wall breaking for the win! XD

Shark: A little spice never killed a story, I guess.

Vile: Got that right. If you readers liked this chapter, leave a review for me! Oh, check out my author page and cast your vote in my newest poll! The results will be used in a future Numbershot! Stay tuned for the next chapter!

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