Disclaimer: The motion pictures the make up the "The Fast and the Furious" franchise are copyrighted by Universal Pictures and the films' respective producers. The author of this fiction holds no claims over the ownership of characters established in said motion pictures.

Any and all car brands and aftermarket companies mentioned in this fiction is strictly for the sake of visual and technical reference and the author has no bias towards any specific product lines. As far as I'm concerned, this is free advertising for you guys.

The characters, established by the films and created through me, are completely fictional and any and all similarities towards real people, living or otherwise, are completely coincidental.

What else…Oh yeah! The driving sequences described in this fiction are highly dangerous (and highly unrealistic) and should never be attempted by anybody on public roads.

So please don't sue me.

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8 weeks ago

In the dead of night on some abandoned back road built on the side of a low mountain range somewhere in the middle of Nevada the quiet of the night was broken by the sounds of engines and sirens.

The winding road was unforgiving and it allowed the skills of the four drivers who were on that road to truly shine. The leader of the pack was blur of color even in the corners and the three behind struggled to catch up to it.

It looked like a race but it wasn't. It was a chase and not that there was anyone around to watch it anyway. The three tailing cars were all black, unmarked, Police Cruisertoria Police Cruisers with supped-up engines and red sirens flashing and blaring from speakers on the roofs.

Even with those modifications the three black cars could not even get close to the subject of their chase: silver Nissan Silvia S15, modified with a C-west GT-Type body kit, carbon fiber spoiler, NISMO racing wheels, carbon fiber hood on the outside and. The car came in a strange two tone color. The top part of the car was silver and filled with faded spots and scratches while the custom body kit was in its base white color. Inside, the car had enough modifications to the power and handling to compete with even the most exotic supercar.

On the straights, the car was great. On the corners the car was better. The car had amazing grip but if needed the driver of the S15 could demonstrate why the Japanese loved this car for drifting.

The driver checked his rear view mirrors. The three cars that were chasing were still there, albeit a little further away than the last time he checked. But he knew that if he didn't lose them now, he'll regret it later. They couldn't keep up forever but they could do it just long enough to call for back up, set up a road-block ahead, call in a chopper. None were good outcomes.

He had to get rid of them soon.

The driver of the S15 suddenly let off the gas just a bit to allow the Police Cruisers to get a little closer. He anticipated a turn up ahead; the ones behind him didn't. The leading Police Cruiser was now right up his rear bumper. Just then the turn came.

The driver of the S15 quickly did a Scandinavian flick which put the car into a drift around the corner. The Police Cruiser behind couldn't see past the S15 so when the tuner car went into a perpendicular direction and disappeared the driver of the Police Cruiser couldn't stop in time and went off the road, sliding down a sandy slope and lightly crashing into some rocks below.

The driver of the Police Cruiser was shaken badly and the car's suspension was damaged heavily. It was out of the chase.

One down two to go, the S15 driver thought.

The S15 thundered on. The driver was sure that the other two would get nervous now. He needed to move faster. He looked far ahead and spotted a saving grace. There was a tunnel going into the mountain after a long easy turn which he knew he could easily take at high speed. In that moment of distraction however he felt the second Police Cruiser bump him from behind.

He turned his full attention to the second Police Cruiser and watched his driving patterns closely. The Police Cruiser came barreling at him again. The driver quickly switched lanes and the Police Cruiser overtook him. The Police Cruiser's driver's eyes followed the S15 as it dropped back and drove alongside him.

The two drivers were met face to face although a lack of internal lighting from either car hid one man's face from the other. The driver of the S15 suddenly raised a hand and pointed to the road ahead. The Police Cruiser's driver looked quizzically at him then remembered that all important rule of driving: keep your eyes on the road.

The Police Cruiser's driver looked ahead all too late. The turn had already come up without him noticing and he couldn't turn the car in time. The second Police Cruiser drove straight up the side of the mountain, did a barrel roll in mid air, and somehow landed on its passenger side door.

The driver of the Police Cruiser was alive but out of commission. All that left just one chaser in this game of high octane cat and mouse.

The tunnel soon came up and the driver of the S15 hatched his plan. As soon as both cars entered the darkness of the tunnel, The S15 did another Scandinavian flick that turned the whole car 180 degrees. Simultaneously the driver shifted into reverse gear and switched off all the lights of the car.

The driver of the third and last Police Cruiser thought this was strange but did not let up on the throttle and took advantage of the S15's drop in speed. That was his mistake and one the driver of the S15 was anticipating. As soon was the Police Cruiser was less than ten feet away from his bumper, the S15 driver suddenly turned on his hi-powered xenon headlights in full blast.

The resulting glare from the bright lights blinded the driver of the Police Cruiser and consequently the driver swerved several times before fishtailing and finally rolling once on its side. The Police Cruiser ended up upright again but the engine was dead and one of the wheels had fallen off the axel.

The driver suffered no more than a bump on his head that may need some ice later. He looked up with hazy eyes at the S15 that had stopped in the idle of the road inside the tunnel. The driver in the S15 had his feature's hidden in shadow.

The S15 went in reverse then did a J-turn and shot forwards and out of the tunnel into the dead night, leaving behind its would-be captors. The chase was over, there would be nobody following him for the night.

In a few more minutes the S15 would reach the interstate and soon it would be out of Nevada. The driver had some idea of where to go after that but beyond that was a gaping mystery. Fine by him, he was used to playing by ear. It was always take the next step and think about it later on. Right now, he needed to get away from the West coast.

Oh, and finish the car's paint as well.

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