The Race For Justice
Chapter 1:
Disclaimer: I do not own Law and Order: SVU or Speed Racer. I just thought that I'd write a story for fun so please don't make a federal case out of it. I have no money anyway.
A/N: The new crossover feature on has inspired me to do some pretty crazy things. This one is a personal favorite since I just got into the old school Speed Racer cartoon and have been a devoted watcher of Law and Order: SVU for years. The way I'm picturing it is as if the original cartoon is taking place in the present day. Hopefully I've written the SVU part so that it can be understood by people who haven't seen the show before. Anyone who hasn't seen the original Speed Racer cartoon, I direct you to Fancast. I hope you all will enjoy this and as always, reviews are always appreciated.
"This traffic is horrible," Speed Racer remarked as he and Trixie attempted to navigate the streets of Manhattan in the Mach 5.
"There are over eight million people in this city," Trixie pointed out "There's bound to be a lot of traffic."
Speed nodded as he looked for there hotel. He and Trixie had come to New York so that he could compete in the Cross State Challenge, a race that started and ended just outside the city. Trixie had been going over the course with him nonstop for the past week.
Speed finally found their hotel. He pulled into the parking lot. He turned to Trixie "You wanna get a little sight seeing done?" he asked.
"Let's go over the course once more first," Trixie told him as they walked into the hotel.
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"Traffic seems more insane than usual," Elliot Stabler mentioned as he and his partner Olivia Benson finally got back to the precinct after having testified in court earlier that day.
"It's because of the Cross State Challenge," Olivia replied "Things are going to be crazy the next couple of weeks."
Elliot nodded. Hopefully the tourists and racers would behave themselves but history said different. The Special Victims Unit would be plagued with calls of indecent exposures and the like but hopefully nothing more serious than that, at least on account of the race.
"Do you have a favorite in the race?" Elliot asked as the two partners walked inside the building.
"Not sure yet," Olivia said as she took off her coat and slung it over the back of her chair. "Why do you ask?"
"Just curious," Elliot mused.
"You two talking about the Cross State Challenge?" Detective John Munch asked as he leaned in the direction of his two colleagues' desks.
"I suppose you've got some crazy conspiracy theory about the race," Munch's partner Detective Odafin Tutuola asked sarcastically.
"About the race," Munch raised an eyebrow "No. About one of the competitors, yes."
"What are you talking about?" Elliot asked. It wasn't often that the detectives were lucky enough to not be burdened with new cases and could play catch up with their paperwork. Elliot didn't want to have to listen to Munch's theories.
"Look," Munch held up a newspaper article. The picture above the article showed a masked man "Racer X."
"That does look suspicious," Olivia agreed "Why does he wear a mask like that?"
"Obviously to hide his identity," Munch tapped the picture with a pen "He just gives me a bad feeling."
The other detectives nodded as they turned back to their paperwork.
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"So Speed Racer is in town for the Cross State Challenge," a shadowy figure sneered as he leaned against the wall of the warehouse "If we aren't careful, he could get wise to what we're doing here."
"There's no chance he'll ever get close to finding out what's going on," another man assured him as he lit a cigarette.
"If you say so," the first man said, unconvinced "But just to be sure…"
"I understand," the second man smiled menacingly "We'll send him a little message. Anyone who crosses us is dealt with."
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"Okay," Speed smiled as he tore his eyes away from the map "Now let's go sight seeing."
Trixie smiled, stepping out of the bathroom, dressed for a night on the town "As long as you're sure you've got the course memorized."
Speed rubbed the back of his head "Yeah," he nodded "I've got it."
"Good," Trixie laughed as she and Speed left the hotel room.
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"Speed," a throng of adoring female fans ambushed Speed and Trixie just as they had sat down to eat at a restaurant.
Trixie groaned and rolled her eyes. She liked to think of Speed as her boyfriend but he never really referred to her as if she was anything more than just a friend. He knew that she got extremely jealous of his female fams but somehow he didn't seem to be in any hurry to rush them away. He was one of the sweetest people you could ever hope to meet but he was probably one of the most thickheaded when it came to the opposite sex.
Eventually after about ten minutes of Speed saying hello to each of the girls in turn and being handed several pieces of paper which most likely contained phone numbers the fans finally let them have their space.
Trixie noticed with some satisfaction that once the crowd had departed, Speed tossed the scraps of paper to the side and paid no attention to them.
"The race doesn't start for a few more days," Speed noted "There are a lot of functions planned to welcome racers from all over the world in places all over the city."
Trixie nodded "The Mayor's Ball is the first. It's tomorrow night at six."
"You're going to go with me, right?" Speed asked.
"What kind of question is that Speed? Of course I am," Trixie replied "Unless you have plans with one of your…" she looked in the direction that the multitude of women had disappeared to.
"I was just being polite," Speed defended his actions.
"Right," Trixie murmured. It was often hard to tell the difference between polite and flirting when it came to Speed.
Speed was about to say something in reply when something among the scraps of paper caught his eye. He pulled it out and found a hurriedly scribbled note. It read:
HELP, Amelia
Speed showed the note to Trixie and her attitude towards the scrap of paper changed instantly upon seeing what looked like blood smudged on the paper "Speed, hurry," she said urgently "Maybe you can still find her." Trixie pointed in the direction of the restaurant's front entrance.
Speed nodded gratefully in Trixie's direction as he got up "Wait here," he told her "I'll be back. Upon exiting the restaurant he noticed a rather emaciated looking girl standing in the shadows.
"Amelia…?" he asked as he approached her.
The girl didn't respond. She turned and started running. Speed began chasing after her.
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"Amelia got away," the shadowy man with the cigarette reported to his superior.
"I knew we should have gotten rid of her when we had the chance," the superior glowered "It would be hard to find her in this city normally but with all the tourists and racers around, she may very easily get away."
A screen in the corner of the room began to beep. The underling walked over to it and pressed a button "Go ahead," he said gruffly.
"Amelia's made contact with one of the racers," the man on the screen replied "We're currently in pursuit of both of them."
"Just who exactly has she made contact with?" the man in charge asked from over the shoulder of the underling.
"Speed Racer," the man on the screen reported.
"Stay on her," the leader snarled "I want her dead before she has a chance to give us away."
"Consider it done sir," the man on screen said just before the message cut out.
"Looks like we'll have to be a bit quicker in delivering our message," the boss sneared evilly.
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"Time to call it a night," Olivia sighed in relief as she shut the last file folder. The paperwork was completed. She looked across at her partner. Elliot too was finished with his own paperwork "Do you want to grab a bite to eat?" she asked.
He nodded. Kathy had taken the twins and Eli to a pre-race carnival and wouldn't be back until late. He almost had to laugh at the situation. For once it was he who would be at home first.
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"Excuse me," the waiter said as politely as he could to Trixie "But we need this table for other customers," Trixie had long ago paid the bill and was simply sitting there, waiting for Speed to return. With each second that ticked by she became more and more worried about him.
"Alright," Trixie said as she stood up. She decided that she should try looking for Speed instead of just worrying about him.
She left the restaurant to find the Mach 5 exactly where Speed had left it. Unfortunately, Speed was the one who had the keys. She groaned and looked around. There were surprisingly few people around. Though not so surprising since it was night time and the temperature had dropped a good twenty degrees. Trixie turned around just in time to see a dark figure approaching her. She immediately had a bad feeling about the figure and turned to run but was grabbed and thrown against the Mach 5.
The next few minutes passed in a blur as she was struck again and again by the shadowy figure. She attempted to fight back, attempted to scream, but she found her mouth covered by a gloved hand and her energy was slowly being beaten out of her. A few moments later she felt herself being lifted off the ground and tossed into the back seat of a car. She closed her eyes tight, afraid of what would happen to her now.
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Elliot drove Olivia home after they'd eaten dinner. The car ride was far quieter than the two were used to. They weren't just partners, they were best friends, or at least they had been. But things seemed to go from warm to hot to cold when they were together. There was something more there but the two of them were too afraid of what that something more could mean to allow it any recognition.
Elliot, after all was married with five children, two of them fully grown. He had already been within inches of having his marriage collapse. But then Kathy had become pregnant with Eli and Elliot had moved back in because, what else was he supposed to do.
And Olivia, though she cared a great deal for Elliot and in all her life, he was the one constant and good thing, she didn't want to venture too far past that line of friendship because she feared that it would only end up hurting him.
Elliot turned a corner onto a rather rundown street. A car took the corner right behind them and nearly ran them off the road as it did so. It had appeared as if the driver hadn't even seen them.
"And the racing trouble begins," Olivia muttered as she ran a hand through her hair. Suddenly, she leaned forward "What was that?" she asked.
Elliot had seen it too. He pulled off to the side of the road. It looked as though someone had tossed something or someone from the back seat of the car while it was still going at high speed.
Elliot and Olivia both got out of the car. As they drew closer it became clear that it was indeed a someone who had been thrown from the car.
Olivia knelt on the ground beside a half naked and shivering girl. She couldn't be more than seventeen or eighteen years old "It's going to be okay," Olivia assured the girl as she stroked her sweat soaked hair out of her face. "Stay with me," Olivia commanded softly as Elliot called 911.