Initial Xillia Chapter 1: Inertia Drift!


It was a quiet and peaceful night in the humble town of Leronde. The crickets chirping, and the trees slowly dancing in the mountain called Voltea. Nothing could break this tranquil moment, but-!

*Braaaap! Braaaaa!*

A yellow sports car thundered down the twisty road paved by the mountain of Voltea. Its rotary engine was being pushed to the absolute limit, and the tires were putting under an immense amount of stress as the yellow car ravaged on. Inside, there was a young woman who was trying to get away from a car chasing her.

As she blasted out through a sharp turn, the woman looked back at her rearview mirrors and the pair of lights were still there. "Damnit!" she cursed as she had brake for the next turn. "Who is this guy?!"

The blonde forced her sports car to drift through the corner and saw that the lights appeared to be much bigger than before. The car from behind was getting even closer.

"What the hell's going on?! I'm losing my mind! How can my FD be losing like this?!" The woman breathed heavily, and she was sweating all over her face. Her eye kept changing from the road to her mirror back and forth. Her legs were practically dancing across the three pedals at really fast pace. Her arms constantly swung over the steering wheel and the gear shifter so fast that she could even think about her movements. After several more turns, the woman became even more frustrated.

"I'm losing! Are you kidding me! I'M MIKA MAXWELL FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!"

Mika tried desperately to get away on a straightaway with all the power of the turbo engine, but she had to brake. There up ahead was a blind corner that seems to be a gentle left, but it leads into a sharp, unforgivable right turn.

Mika wanted to take a breath of relief, but she let the car behind her pass the FD. The car in front drifted through the left turn at full throttle. Mika began to get concerned about the other car's well being. It was going too fast for the right turn. It was going right for the guardrail and into its inevitable doom!

"Shit! He's dead!"

Suddenly, the car in front shifted its weight and flicked its rear end to the other side. Thus, the car safely and quickly drifted through the S-corner without using the brakes.

Mika's face lit up with shock as she was going through the left turn. She just realized the car that just passed her was a regular old coupe known as-.

"A Hachi-Roku?! HOW?!"

Then Mika decided to do the same move as the Hachi-Roku. She needed to catch up with it. As soon as she was about to enter the sharp right turn, Mika stomped on the accelerator and swung the rear end of the FD towards the right. A cloud of white smoke emerged from the screaming tires as Mika tried to drift through the rest of the S-corner. Mika tried to countersteer as hard as she could, but it was no use. She gave to much power to the FD, and the front tires lost traction. Thus, the FD spun out and the rotary engine stalled.

Mika stopped and took a few deep breaths after the whole racing. Her legs and her hands were still shaming from the experience. She felt her heart pounding and the adrenaline still rushing through her body.

"Was….that Hachi-Roku….a ghost ….I just raced with?"


A/N: It's a rewrite. Too many mistakes made in the last one.

FD: 1991-2002 Mazda RX-7 (FD3S)

Hachi-Roku: 1983-1987 Toyota Sprinter Trueno/Corolla Levin (AE86)