Claimer: I own Vlad, KC, and Jen.
Oh and I have to extend some of the credit for this story to Wolf Pack Leaders story Blood Lust. That story gave me the idea for this one. The only thing similar between the two is that they both stories have vampires in them.
A Race You Won't Forget
The fist ch only is in KC's POV.
Four cars drive up to a starting line out in Los Angeles California. One is a silver Honda S2000. The second is a red Nissan Skyline R35. The third is a lime green Mazda Miata. The final car is mine a 1969 black ford mustang boss. All four cars drive up to the starting line and revved their engines. The neon lights under our cars shown brightly in the dimly lit street. The hiss of turbo and roar of the revving engines could be heard for miles. We needed to act quickly if we wanted to get the race off before the five-o showed up.
"Sorry vampire's but my human friend and I will be winning the race today," said my buddy Jack.
"In your dreams," said Vlad.
Yes humans and vampires getting along. Weird isn't it. It seemed like it was only a day ago when they signed a peace treaty with the Black Ring clan. But there was a darker side to everything. The Black Ring clan was in a vicious war with a clan called Silent Night. Silent Night has been feeding on humans without mercy. Which is against the peace treaty. The Black Ring has been trying to stop them but has been unsuccessful. Because of the Silent Night clan my life was changed. But it wasn't a member of the Silent Night clan that made me what I am.
"Hey you should keep your friend under control," Yumi said to me from her car.
"It's not my fault he likes to be an ass," I said.
Yumi shook her head and then said, "Good luck."
"Same goes for you. You're going to need it," I said.
A girl in a white t-shirt and red mini skirt walked in front of our cars holding two red flares in her hands. She lifted them above her head and all three cars started to rev their engines again. I saw the crowd cover their ears because of the noise. Then the girl threw her arms down and the race began. All of us flew down the city street bound for the highway. We changed positions often until we hit the highway, then no one knew who was in first. All four cars dodged traffic until we hit the exit ramp and headed into "the hood" as most people call it. We turned into an alley with me in front. My car of course had a lot more power than those rice burners. Also my dad's hidden blower project really paid off to give me an advantage. This thing never quit. My dad always said, "You can run out of nitrous but you can't run out of air." That thought went through my head. We raced on through the alley until it opened up and then…
Ok, and in the first ch I leave a cliffy. The next ch will be longer.
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