Several years after the Street King's triumph over Darius things in Palmont started to return to normal, almost normal. TFK, Bushido, and 21st Street crew gained their territories back after the Street King disappeared, not to long after Darius left. The fight between Wolf, Kenji, and Angie led to war between the crews once more. Luna Watson, a young street racer in Wolf's crew was in the middle of this war, but not by choice. The Street King had left her to the wolves once he left, she led his crew renaming them the Black Hearts. This is where our story begins, slightly after gaining control of the crew Luna was cornered by Wolf McCoy and had to make a choice...
Sighing softly and glaring at the man before her she repeated herself, "no."
The man growled and got into her face, "you will not survive this war Watson. I can help you, give me your crew and territory."
Luna shook her head and backed away. She was not stupid, no, if she was he would not have put faith in her. Once again the pressure was on her heart and she was going to protect what was hers. No one would take this opportunity to prove herself away, she was always weak. Not anymore.
"My final answer is no, McCoy. Get used to that." Without another word she walked away back to her own Aston Martin DB9.
That was not their final meeting, they knew each other too well.
Today was the day, she was finally going to show the racing world what Luna Watson could do. Grinning like a fool she had gotten into a race that included three of the four major crew leaders of Palmont. She didn't know this race would ruin her dreams as a street racer.
Walking to her crimson Nissan Skyline R33, she had no idea of what was going to come. Luna was never the brightest Brit, but she knew her cars and had well connections in the underground of Palmont. It was already too late for her to realise...
The city glowed as the sun set, letting its colours decorate the skyline over Silverton. No races occurred tonight, too much police presence after a silver and blue Aston had put the whole section of the city in anarchy the night before. The cops were only being cautious, this never benefited the Underground. And Luna did not care, she knew that what she did would cause problems for everyone. Perhaps, her mind was clouded because of her "lover" or maybe she was not the perfect leader.
Brushing some of her raven hair away from her odd blue eyes revealing their piercing gaze. The Black eyeliner against pale skin made those blue circles shine brighter and gave an intimidating look to the girl. Tonight was the night she was going to give her answer to the rest of the crews by showing her hidden colours, her hidden emotions, the pain he left behind. Her new lover, might finally leave her alone, and maybe would view her strength for once.
"Colin, Sal, Neville, Nikki, Sampson, Yumi... It's time. We are going to show, even without him we are strong."
Everyone glanced at their crew leader then each other, they knew she wanted to prove her worth. They knew she thought that would bring her old lover back and maybe she would be happy again. Nikki walked up next to Luna and laid her hand on the woman's shoulder. Clearing her throat Nikki muttered, "Luna I don't think this will bring him back..."
Luna choked on a soft sob, "I know."
A/N: Ah man I'm rusty, I'm just glad I finally got writing again. Hopefully I can continue spewing out ideas and keep the flow going! I'm finally excited for one of my stories, yay! Time to start drafting a longer chapter two. Ciao!