This occurs 1 month after the first movie. Brian is has not talked to the
team since the end of the first movie. Jesse is still in hospital. The rest
of the Toretto team have just arrived back from a months stay in Mexico.
Vince is just out of hospital, and still injured making him unable to
drive. Letty and Dom are still together.
Chapter1; 3rd person narrative
"Letty! Mia! Will the both of you get a fucking move on!" Dominic Toretto hollered from the bottom of the stairs. "The race is tonight, not fucking next week!" The girls were really testing his patience.
Just then two sets of feet appeared at the top of the stairs. "Hold you hair on Dom. Oh wait you ain't got any." Said Letty from the top of the stairs. Both girls burst into fits of laughter as they headed down the stairs, Leon and Vince both smirked as they headed out the door.
"Ha Ha very funny, just move" replied Dom, he glanced at Letty. She looked hot, she had on a tight top coming to the top of her stomach, a black skirt showing off much of her thighs and a pair of plat formed ankle boots. Dom gave a playful grab at her ass as he followed her out the door.
They were driving in just 3 cars tonight. Dom drove an orange Toyota Supra, technically it wasn't his but as soon as the team got the garage up and running he was planning to build himself a new car. Leon and Vince drove in Leon's yellow Nissan skyline, Vince couldn't drive since the gunshot wound he had received a month ago was still affecting him. In the third car were Letty and Mia driving Letty's purple 240sx.
Two were missing, Jesse who was still in hospital recovering from a gunshot wound to the chest and Brian. Dom hoped Jesse would soon be well enough to join them again, he missed having the Einstein around, Jesse had been on the verge of death and in intensive care for two weeks but was strong enough to pull through. Brian on the other hand was another matter, true Dom missed him no matter what he said to the team but he didn't want him back. He missed Brian Spilner, his racing buddy and member of team Toretto but not Brian O'Connor the cop who went undercover into his home in order to put Dom's ass in jail. But tonight none of that mattered, all that mattered to Dom was the race. It was the teams first race night since they got back from Mexico and they needed to make a good impression.
The three cars pulled up between two warehouses, they aligned themselves against numerous other cars already waiting. Dom stepped out of his car first, the others followed. People glanced round to see the muscular guy now leaning against his car bonnet.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Dominic Toretto," shouted a short Mexican looking guy. The crowd of people all quietened. He walked towards Dom, "What's up my brotha?", the short guy embraced Dom in a manly hug.
"Hey Hector," Dom replied, "Heard there was a race on tonight," he said with a grin.
"You bet there is, you in?" asked Hector.
"Yeah, I think I'm in the mood to beat the shit out off some racers tonight!" joked Dom.
"That's if you've still got it!" Hector shouted back to him, the atmosphere thickened slightly.
"Brotha, ders some things you just can't change, I mean I see you've still got your shortness, and as long as you've got that I still rule at racing" Dom argued back with a smile. The crowd jeered and the atmosphere relaxed. The crowd parted back to their cars and individual conversations.
"So Dom, where you been? Last I heard was that that arsehole Brian was a undercover cop and that Jesse was shot by Tran," reported Hector.
"Ah dawg its too long a story, lets just say the team had to take a break to Mexico for a short while, Jesse's ok he'll be out of hospital soon and as for that scum Brian he's history," declared Dom, "Anyways lets get a look at some of these cars.
Vince and Leon mingled with some of the racers, while Mia held Letty back from thumping some of the racer chasing girls eying up Dom. Dom checked out some of the engines of the other racers, admiring the effort they had put in even though he knew they stood no chance against him. The time passed until Hector boomed out "Lets RACE!!!!".
Chapter1; 3rd person narrative
"Letty! Mia! Will the both of you get a fucking move on!" Dominic Toretto hollered from the bottom of the stairs. "The race is tonight, not fucking next week!" The girls were really testing his patience.
Just then two sets of feet appeared at the top of the stairs. "Hold you hair on Dom. Oh wait you ain't got any." Said Letty from the top of the stairs. Both girls burst into fits of laughter as they headed down the stairs, Leon and Vince both smirked as they headed out the door.
"Ha Ha very funny, just move" replied Dom, he glanced at Letty. She looked hot, she had on a tight top coming to the top of her stomach, a black skirt showing off much of her thighs and a pair of plat formed ankle boots. Dom gave a playful grab at her ass as he followed her out the door.
They were driving in just 3 cars tonight. Dom drove an orange Toyota Supra, technically it wasn't his but as soon as the team got the garage up and running he was planning to build himself a new car. Leon and Vince drove in Leon's yellow Nissan skyline, Vince couldn't drive since the gunshot wound he had received a month ago was still affecting him. In the third car were Letty and Mia driving Letty's purple 240sx.
Two were missing, Jesse who was still in hospital recovering from a gunshot wound to the chest and Brian. Dom hoped Jesse would soon be well enough to join them again, he missed having the Einstein around, Jesse had been on the verge of death and in intensive care for two weeks but was strong enough to pull through. Brian on the other hand was another matter, true Dom missed him no matter what he said to the team but he didn't want him back. He missed Brian Spilner, his racing buddy and member of team Toretto but not Brian O'Connor the cop who went undercover into his home in order to put Dom's ass in jail. But tonight none of that mattered, all that mattered to Dom was the race. It was the teams first race night since they got back from Mexico and they needed to make a good impression.
The three cars pulled up between two warehouses, they aligned themselves against numerous other cars already waiting. Dom stepped out of his car first, the others followed. People glanced round to see the muscular guy now leaning against his car bonnet.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Dominic Toretto," shouted a short Mexican looking guy. The crowd of people all quietened. He walked towards Dom, "What's up my brotha?", the short guy embraced Dom in a manly hug.
"Hey Hector," Dom replied, "Heard there was a race on tonight," he said with a grin.
"You bet there is, you in?" asked Hector.
"Yeah, I think I'm in the mood to beat the shit out off some racers tonight!" joked Dom.
"That's if you've still got it!" Hector shouted back to him, the atmosphere thickened slightly.
"Brotha, ders some things you just can't change, I mean I see you've still got your shortness, and as long as you've got that I still rule at racing" Dom argued back with a smile. The crowd jeered and the atmosphere relaxed. The crowd parted back to their cars and individual conversations.
"So Dom, where you been? Last I heard was that that arsehole Brian was a undercover cop and that Jesse was shot by Tran," reported Hector.
"Ah dawg its too long a story, lets just say the team had to take a break to Mexico for a short while, Jesse's ok he'll be out of hospital soon and as for that scum Brian he's history," declared Dom, "Anyways lets get a look at some of these cars.
Vince and Leon mingled with some of the racers, while Mia held Letty back from thumping some of the racer chasing girls eying up Dom. Dom checked out some of the engines of the other racers, admiring the effort they had put in even though he knew they stood no chance against him. The time passed until Hector boomed out "Lets RACE!!!!".