Need For Speed: Wolves
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AN: I want to inform whoever reads this that I write on a whim and decide to share my stories with you. Besides, if you don't like the story, it is like a TV channel. You don't like it, you can change the channel. In this case, you don't like it, don't read it.
===Chapter Start===
I grinned as I sped into Rockport. After being run out of the last few cities I'd been to, I'd found somewhere else I could race and find freedom. At least, what I called freedom. When I had been chased out of the last city, I'd managed to snag one of the cars owned by the person that chased me out. The car was a modified BMW M3 GTR and it was a really smooth ride. I easily drifted around corners in the city pulled up to a red light. Another car, a red Mazda, pulled up beside me and revved their engine. When the light turned green, we shot off and sped down the relatively straight road. I easily out stripped the Mazda and had just passed through another light when several cop cars flew out from several directions. I slid to a stop and the Mazda stopped beside me briefly before shooting off and through a small gap, easily escaping.
Rather than try and escape, I just sat patiently as a cop walked up to the window.
"Now, that's a nice car. Is it legal or is there something I should know?" he asked.
His assistant spoke before I could. "There's probably something off about it."
The cop nodded. "Yeah." He looked at me. "I'll tell you what we're going to do. We're going to take your car and strip it down to see if it has anything illegal on it." He moved to open the door when their radios crackled to life, calling them to a different response. "Dang!" He angrily shut my door and flipped his keys into his hand and dragged them along the side of my car as he walked off. He stopped at the front of the car and looked back. "Nice pinstripe." He got back in his car and took off.
I started my engine and took off in a different direction. I spent the next several days finding out when and where races would be held. I quickly built up a rep, and, before I knew it, I was set up to race against Blacklist Racer #15 Razor. I ignored his pre-race insults and whatnot as Mia, the race organizer, took our pink slips and started the race. We took off and I quickly took the lead, shooting past Razor on the first turn. Around eighty-three percent through the race, my car began to shake and Mia radioed me.
"There's something wrong with your car. You left a huge oil spill at the start."
'Great,' I think. 'Well, no use crying over spilt milk. I'll just have to find a new car.' After Razor's tow truck pulled off with my car, we heard police sirens and everyone took off running. Instead of following the crowd, I ran to a nearby alley and jumped over a fence. I quietly walked through the yard and exited out of one of the front gates before heading into the city. I got several blocks away when a modified police Corvette Z06 pulled up along the curb beside me and the cop from my first day got out.
"Well, well, well. Where's your fancy car now, or are you out for a stroll?" he asked me.
"I sold it to a friend, who will probably loose it in a race someday. Who are you?" I asked.
"I'm Nathan Cross. You?"
"Kaiser Drakon. You know any good dealerships around here?" I asked. I did need a new car after all.
"I can't say that I do. Sorry for bothering you. Stay out of street races and you shouldn't see me any more." He got in his car and drove off.
I watched him fly down the streets before continuing to walk. I didn't get very far when I heard a car engine. As I expected, a car pulled up beside me. The car was a bright green Lotus Elise. The passenger window rolled down and I walked over.
The driver wore a helmet that completely covered his head. He looked at me. "I saw how you got away from the cops and then talked your way away from Cross. Get in. I'll take you to a car dealer. Is there a specific car you're looking for? Oh yeah, names John."
I opened the door and got in. "Nice to meet you, John. I'm Kaiser. I'm to muscle cars, but if it's fast, I'll use it."
He nodded and took off while I rolled up the window. After speeding through the streets and drifting around corners for several minutes, we slowed down and entered the parking lot of a muscle car dealership, where I got out. "Thanks for the ride."
"Any time." He drove off and I entered the dealership. I looked at the different cars they had for sale. Ford Mustang GT, '67 Shelby GT500, '68 Dodge Charger RT, '70 Dodge Challenger, Chevrolet Camaro SS, Plymouth HEMI 'Cuda, Chevrolet Chevelle SS, Plymouth Road Runner, Pontiac GTO, Chevrolet Corvette Z06, Chevrolet Corvette C6, and a Dodge Viper SRT-10. I checked all of them out and four hours later, I drove out of the parking lot in a stock Ford Mustang GT. I drove through the streets before I came to a parking garage with lights flashing various colors inside it. I slowly drove up to the entrance and stopped at the gate.
One of the guards walked up to my window, which I rolled down a little, and spoke. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"Names Kaiser. I saw the lights and figured I'd check it out. Looks interesting." He raised the gate and waved me through, closing the gate behind me. I slowly drove through the the first level and up to the second before being waved into a parking space. I pulled in and opened my door, but left the car running and stayed in the seat.
Some guys and a girl that were looking at my car walked up. "What you got under the hood?"
"All stock. Just got it. Haven't had time to get new parts for it or anything."
They looked at each other. "I'm guessing you ain't selling it?"
I nod and they walked off, a few of them grumbling. The girl stayed a little longer, gazing at the car, before walking off. Several other groups approached me and asked similar questions before leaving. After a few hours, I noticed it was dark and so I closed my door and worked my way down to the exit. As I approached the gate, I saw a Mustang GT with a custom paint job and the word Jade right behind the front wheel sitting idle at the opposite curb. I turned onto the road and drove off. I looked back to see the Mustang turn and follow me. I drove through the streets before finding an empty parking lot and pulling into a corner. The Mustang pulled up beside me and the window rolled down to show the driver was female.
"You need a place to stay?" she asked.
"If your offering, sure. I've got nowhere else to go. Until today I just slept in my car or a hotel."
"Alright. Follow me and I'll lead you to my place."
I nod and she backs out of the parking space and takes off. I gun the engine and catch up. She picks up speed, but doesn't go over the speed limit as we don't want the cops on us just yet. Several times when I would look in the rearview mirror, I would briefly catch sight of Cross's Z06. That clued me in that either he thought I was a racer or the person I was following was one. After a few minutes, he apparently lost interest as I lost sight of him. An hour after leaving the parking lot, I followed the Mustang GT into the driveway of a mansion. Beside the mansion, there were two big garages with all the doors open. In one garage, there was another Mustang GT, a Corvette C6, Viper SRT-10, and a Charger RT. In the other, there was only a HEMI 'Cuda. The girl I was following pulled in next to the 'Cuda and got out.
"You can park in the open spot by the wall." I nod and pull in by the wall with an open spot between my car and hers before getting out. "Come on, I'll show you where you can stay." She led the way inside and showed me where my room was, as well as the bathrooms, the kitchen, and a few other rooms.
After the tour, I asked the question that was on my mind. "Now, I'm thankful that your letting me spend the night here, but the way you showed me around and all makes it seem as if you're letting me stay here for a while."
"That's because I am. There are several reasons for this. First, you don't have a place to stay. Two, I get the feeling that you're a racer that drives mostly muscle cars, and because of that, I want you in my crew. If you're not in my crew, I know that most of the others won't let you in theirs and that will make you an easier target for crews and cops. Three, you're going to need a place to stay until you can get your own place if you plan on leaving."
"You want me, a person you know nothing about, to join your crew? Why wouldn't the others let me in theirs?" I asked confused.
"The others won't let you in theirs because all of the crews are car or type specific. Most are Tuner and Exotic types only, but there are a few that you must have a specific car to be in, and you can only use that car in races. My crew is the only Muscle type crew, not to mention, we are one of the smallest. We've got parts and four mechanics, but we need fourth driver. Each driver is paired with a mechanic."
"Well, I've got nowhere else to go and I prefer muscle cars to any other type, so I'll join."
"Great! Welcome to the Wolves. The entire crew stays here. This is private property and only our crew is allowed here. That's why the gate guards let you through so easy. I told them I would be bringing back a new member."
"I wondered about that. Now, I saw all the other cars, but where is everyone at?"
"They're either asleep or somewhere outside. Now, it's pretty late, so I'd recommend going to bed. You can take a shower now or tomorrow morning, but make sure you do. You reek." Her nose wrinkled.
"I know. When I raced Razor this morning, he sabotaged my car, which won him the race. I only have my money, a few keepsakes, a few other things, and the clothes on my back. Tomorrow, I'm going to get some more clothes and toiletries. You can join me if you want. In fact, you'll probably have to. I don't know where any good stores are." She nodded and we went our separate ways for the night.
I woke up the next morning at around seven O'clock and took a quick shower using the last of the shampoo and body wash I had. I walked downstairs to the kitchen and found several people inside. One, a hispanic female, was asleep with her head on the table, another, a white male, was working on a laptop with his head bouncing to the beat of the music in his headphones, while a third, a white female, was cooking. I stopped in the doorway and looked over the three in the kitchen before walking further in. I was about to speak when the crew's leader walked in.
"What's cooking?"
Without looking up, the person cooking said, "Couple dozen eggs, bacon, sausage, and a pile of toast."
"Good, because we've got a new member." Instant silence aside from the stove. The cook looked up and noticed me. The person with the computer pulled his headphones off before seeing me. The sleeping girl sat up and stared at me before going back to sleep. I nod at the two that remained awake. The leader looked at me. "You know, I never got your name."
"You never asked nor told me yours," I replied with a smirk growing on my face, "but I'll tell you since three people," the sleeping girl mumbled something, "three and a half people want to know my name. I'm Kaiser Drakon."
The leader nodded and held out her hand, which I shook. "My name is Jade Barrett, but my alias is Jewels. The girl sleeping is Megan Jones. The girl cooking is Ashley Schneider, one of our drivers, and the guy with the laptop and headphones is Shay Schneider, her brother and mechanic. Megan is my mechanic. Your mechanic is a guy by the name of Rey Ricardo. His girlfriend is Kendra Newsome, the mechanic for our other driver, Fillip Teller, who will be returning from his trip today." At that moment, two people, a hispanic male and a white girl walked in. "Hey, Rey! We've got our fourth driver and your his mechanic."
Rey and Kendra looked at me. "What's he drive?"
"I just got a Mustang GT, so its all stock. After Jade and I get back from getting some things for me today, I want to see about getting a new paint job and new parts for it. All new parts. Think you can get some really good parts, including a new stereo and sound system?" I asked.
He nodded. "Yeah, I should be able to get some things. What I won't be able to get, you might. See, there's this shop that some mechanics go to to get parts. Thing is, they need to work for one driver and that driver needs to get rep. Once that driver has enough rep, the mechanic will be able to get better parts for the driver. I should be able to get you a new sound system and stereo, as well as some better tires, brakes, transmission, and suspension. I won't be able to get a new engine, supercharger, turbo charger, or a nitrous system, though, not until you get some rep."
"I've got a friend that owes me a few favors. He might be able to get me an engine, super or turbo charger, and a nitrous system. Want me to call him and get a good version of each so that we can have a pretty good base to start with?"
"Yeah."
"Alright." I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dial the number of my old friend, Ted.
"Hello?"
"Ted? It's Kaiser. I need to call in a few of the favors you owe me."
"Kaiser! Man, how you been. It's been quiet around here since you left, although things are starting to pick up with the crews. Anyways, what cha need?"
"I need a good sized engine that will fit in a Mustang GT as well as supercharger, turbo charger, and nitrous system that will work with the engine. Got em in stock?"
"Yeah, I got them. I've got a super tuned engine that might work. What nitrous you want? Dry, wet, direct port, race, street, or pro? And the turbo and superchargers are the only ones I've got, which are race."
"I want the direct port pro."
"Alright." I heard a pencil scratching on paper. "Where do I need to send these parts to and how fast?"
"1924 Hollywood Road in Rockport. I need them as fast as possible."
"Rockport?! You're in Rockport?! I'll deliver the parts myself, as well as some aftermarket things I know you'll like for the car."
"I'll see you here then. Later." I hung up and pocket my phone while turning to Rey. "Tom'll bring the parts here as soon as he can. He'll also have some aftermarket things for the Mustang as well." He nodded and sat down beside Kendra when I smelled something burning. "Hey, Ashley, is something burning?"
Ashley jumped and quickly took the bacon and sausage out of the oven. She continued to cook for another few minutes before dishing out seven plates. Each plate contained a pile of scrambled eggs, two pieces of bacon, and two pieces of sausage. Along with each plate went a glass. On the table, a pitcher of orange juice, a pitcher of apple juice, a pitcher of water, and a pitcher of coffee were set, along with a small stack of mugs. I took a seat by Rey and joined everyone in eating. When I was done, I set my plate in the sink and returned to my seat as Jade was still eating. I made small talk with Rey and Shay until Jade finished and stood after she put her plate in the sink.
"Ready?" she asked. I nodded. "Then let's go. I'm riding with you. Megan, make sure my Mustang is repaired and working in top condition." Megan, who I figured was awake because she had two cups of coffee, nodded and continued to eat.
I followed Jade out to the garage and we got in my Mustang, which purred nicely when I turned the key. I drove down the street, getting directions from Jade, and quickly found the place that a few men fear to enter when with a female: the mall. Jade led me through the hallways to one of the better men's clothing stores, where I picked out several sleeveless shirts, three T-shirts, and several pairs of blue jeans. As we were walked back to the car, I saw a leather clothing store and pulled Jade inside. I looked around a bit before finding what I was looking for: the jackets. I chose a black leather jacket that had been made with no sleeves and was a little longer than normal. As we approached my car, I noticed that Jade had decided to get a leather purse, but I didn't comment on it. We drove back to the house and put the things we bought away in our rooms.
I headed back out to where I parked my car and found Rey looked it over with a clipboard in hand and was writing on a piece of paper. I let him finish. "What are you doing?"
He glanced at me before sitting on a nearby stool and looking over his paper. "I'm just making sure I've got the right specs for your car. Tires we can put on right now because we have those here, but everything else will have to wait until later. I'm going to the mechanic store later today, so I'll get what I can."
"Then let's get the tires swapped."
He nodded and pointed towards a rack of tires on the back wall. Each tire had a sticky-note on them. "Go find four tires that say Mustang. I marked them them all earlier. They should be on the bottom rack on the right side." I quickly found the tires and rolled them over one-by-one and he attached them to the car after taking the original ones off. He set the original tires in a rack marked "ORIGINALS" and made sure that all the new tires were secured properly. "Take it for a quick spin. That trail," he pointed to a small paved trail that went around behind the house, "will take you to our test track. Ashley is already out there burning rubber, so have fun. After you do a few laps, come back and we'll see how they held up."
I climbed in and turned the key. The engine roared to life and I backed out of the garage before driving slowly on the trail. Sure enough, the trail led to a track where the Viper was flying through laps quickly. I waited until it passed by before gunning it and shooting off onto the track as well. I went around the track four times and was halfway through my fifth when the Viper came up behind me, flashed its brights and honked, and took off around me. When I completed my fifth lap, I drove back to the garage where Rey was reading a magazine. I pulled in and turned my Mustang off.
"So, hows it handle?" Rey asked.
"It handles great. Much better than it did with the other tires. Once we get the new parts put in, I think it will be able to run the streets easily."
Rey nodded. "Yeah, you'll definitely be able to. You said you wanted a new paint job right?"
"Yeah, but I'll wait until we get the aftermarket things put on."
"Smart decision. Well, I'm gonna go put in a couple laps on the track. See ya later." I waved to him and he got into the HEMI 'Cuda and headed towards the track.
I went back to the house where I found Shay sitting at a desktop with headphones pulled in and some music application open. He was apparently editing the equalizer on songs so that they would have more bass. I watched him for a moment before continuing on. I walked aimlessly around the house and even outside for a bit before I decided to go back to the mall. I strolled through, casually looking at each store until I found an electronics store. I entered and an attendant walked up to me.
"Is there anything I can help you with? Anything specific you're looking for?" he asked.
"I'm just browsing," I reply, to which he nodded and walked off. I looked at the different headphones, stereos, and laptops before seeing one that I liked. I carefully read about it and some of the reviews that were with it before calling an attendant over. After showing him the laptop I wanted, he took me to the counter and walked into the back room to get a boxed version of the laptop. After I was checked out and back in my car, I headed back to the Wolves' mansion.
After I got inside, I went to the kitchen and sat at the table. I took the laptop out of the box and powered it up. I spent the next thirty minutes working on getting it set up when Jade came running into the kitchen.
She seemed worried. "Kaiser, someone caught wind of the fact that you're a new driver for us and wants to see how you do in a race. Thing is, the crew that he's in wants to know as well and we can't decline or we loose some of our rank in the crews. You need to follow me to the race start as fast as possible. Before that though, you need to get an alias to race under."
I quickly closed my laptop and stood up. "I'll be right back." I ran up to my room and placed my laptop on my bed and plugged it in to charge before running back downstairs to where Jade was waiting at the front door. We ran out and to our cars. Well, Jade ran to her car by the front steps and I ran to the garage to get mine.
Before I could get very far, Jade tossed me a small box. "You'll need this!" I caught the box and quickly got my vehicle out of the garage. I opened the box and found a headset and two-way radio. I connected the headset to the radio and put it on and put the radio in a cupholder.
"I'm guessing that this radio is connected to yours, Jade. Anyways, one of my previous aliases was named Rogue. That's what I'm going to use."
"I got it. And yes, Rogue, your radio is connected to mine. Now, we've got to move it or we'll miss the race!"
"Go, go. I'm right behind you." Jade peeled out and I followed close behind as she shot through the open gate and down the road. We drifted around three corners and quickly went through a tunnel, after which we took another series of turns and came to where a big group of cars were waiting, three of which were lined up in the street.
"Pull into the open spot. The course has been uploaded to your GPS, so don't be afraid to take the lead. Watch out for the driver in the red Lancer. He's been known to hit people to win."
"I got it." I watched as a girl walked out into the middle of the intersection and held a piece of cloth above her head. We all revved our engines. She waved the cloth down and we shot off. Since my car wasn't very upgraded, it didn't accelerate as fast as I would like. I managed to stay in second place with the red Lancer in first. I stayed on his tail for the first several turns until he took a turn to wide. I slipped past him and easily pulled a little ways ahead. I lead the group down a long straight before my GPS said to take the next right. A quick glance told me that it was the one I was about to pass. I slammed on the brakes and turned hard, sending my car into a slide that changed into a drift when I stepped on the gas. I lost a lot of ground, but managed to stay in first. I saw the finish line coming up fast and kept the gas pedal mashed. I shot across the line and skidded to a stop.
One of the spectator's cars, a dark grey Toyota Supra, drove over to me and the driver's window rolled down. "Nice driving. Keep it up and I'll pay you to win certain races. For your first official race in a crew in Rockport, here's five grand. There's a card in there with my number if you need anything." He handed me a case. "I'll be in touch." He rolled up his window and drove off before I could reply.
I rolled my window up and opened the case. Just as the man said, there was five thousand dollars with a business card laying on top. I picked up the business card and saw that there was a number and address, but no name. I set the card back in the case, closed it, and set it in the passenger seat. I revved my engine and slowly rolled over to where Jade was waiting by her car and rolled my window down.
She was smiling, and that put me a little on edge. From my past experiences, a smiling woman was not something that was good. Turned out that wasn't the case this time. Instead, it was a pleasant smile that I could hear in her voice. "Nice job. I was given the money for you winning the race, so here's seventy-five percent. The rest will go to the crew funds." She handed me a wad of cash, which I quickly counted to find was three thousand seven hundred fifty dollars. "I'll see you back at the house. Oh, and Rey called me. He said that some guy named Ted showed up in a truck with a trailer full of parts claiming he knew you. Rey is waiting at the gate with Ted for us to get there and verify."
"Alright. I'll see you there." I revved my engine and spun my wheels, shooting off down the road, which I quickly navigated to go back to the Wolves' mansion. I drove up Hollywood Road and approached the front gate of my crew's humble home to see a familiar eighteen wheeler parked on the side of the road, the driver of which was leaning against the side and talking to Rey. I pulled over on the opposite side of the road and got out. I walked over to the two and held out my arms. "Ted! Long time no see, man."
"Hey, Kaiser! It has been a while." We embraced in a brotherly hug before separating.
"I didn't expect you to be here this fast," I told him.
He shrugged. "Well, the truck had the aftermarket things already loaded and the performance parts you wanted were already in crates ready to be shipped, so I loaded them up and headed out. Besides, Rockport isn't that far from Palmont City, only a six hour drive. Besides, you said you wanted them as fast as possible, so I took the faster roads which shaved of about an hour from the trip."
"Now that you're here, we should take the truck in and unload it." I turned to Rey. "I'm going to guess that Jade beat me back." He nodded and I sighed. "Well, she does know the roads around here better than I do, not to mention her car is better tuned and has better parts."
Again, Rey nodded, but this time, he spoke. "Yeah, but that may change once we get these new parts installed. I was able to go out to the store earlier than I thought and was able to get my hands on a new stereo with a builtin GPS, bluetooth, AUX, and computer sync. Performance parts wise, I was able to get you some new suspension, brakes, and a slightly upgraded transmission. Once their installed, we can fine tune it for your driving style. I've moved the equipment and whatnot out to pitstop four on the track so we can tune, test, and retune quickly. Show Ted the way and we'll unload the truck there."
I nodded and Rey got in his 'Cuda and burned out before going to the track. Ted and I got in our respective vehicles and went there at a slower pace. Within short order, we had the truck unloaded and my car on a jack and pretty much stripped. Since I know very little about installing the parts, although I should know more, I stayed out of the way as Ted, Rey, and Shay, who had wandered over and joined in, essentially rebuilt my car. They spent about five hours putting the performance parts in and triple checking that they were hooked up right and secured correctly. Then, Ted took me into the truck's trailer, where he showed me a rack of rims, a rack of spoilers, seven crates of hoods, and five crates of bodykits that were only marked with numbers. I looked at each of the kits and chose number four. Next, I looked at the rims and chose the Ro Ja Formula 1 set. After that, I looked at the hoods. In each crate there was a normal hood and a carbon fiber version. I chose the normal version of the hood labeled Eraser. Finally, I looked at the spoilers and selected the one labeled Sport/Carbon Banshee. After we unloaded the things I had chosen, Ted pulled a six foot case out of the truck.
"Now, you never said anything about these, but I figured I'd toss it in and see if you wanted to add it to your car. In this case, there is a blood red neon light set for under the car." I grinned and he laughed. "I figured you'd want it. I'll get it installed for you." About an hour later, they were finished putting my Mustang back together. And Ted tossed me the keys. "Go test it out so we can fine tune it."
I caught the keys, climbed in the car, and burned out as I took off. I did two laps before pulling back into the pits and rolled down my window. "It's not loose enough. I need it to slide a little more while retaining the same agility. And see if you can squeeze a little more acceleration out of it without affecting the top speed to much." The hood was raised and Rey disappeared inside for a minute before slamming the hood shut and waving me to go. I did another two laps and pulled back into the pits. "Almost there. I need a little more acceleration and were good." Once more, Rey disappeared, reappeared, and waved me on. This time, I only did one lap. "Perfect. Great job, Rey." He nodded and smiled. "Now, know of anyplace we could get a new pant job on this beast?"
"Go to Red Moon Bodyworks on Seventh and Fairview. Tell them I sent you and it will be added to my tab. They're the best in town and they only work on muscle cars. If you're from our crew, though, they will repaint and add vinyls to any car you drive in."
"Thanks." I left the property, which I had nicknamed Wolf Den, and headed into the city. It took me a while, but I managed to find the place and I pulled into the garage. One of the workers walked up as I got out. "Rey sent me. He said this place is the best for resprays and vinyls."
The man nodded and walked off for a moment before returning with someone that looked more experienced. The new person held out his hand. "I'm known as Smith. You must be Rogue. Rey called and told me you were wanting a respray and vinyls, so what've you got in mind?"
He walked around my car to look at it as I spoke. "I want it resprayed in matte black with two blood red stripes down the middle. On both sides, I want a tribal style dragon moving from the back wheel to the front. I want the rims painted blood red and, if you could, tint the windows dark red."
The second person, who had been writing on a clipboard as I was talking, handed the clipboard to Smith, who took it and looked it over. "If you can wait an hour, we can have it done."
"That sounds great. You have a waiting room I could wait in?" I asked.
"Yes. Eric, show Rogue here to the waiting area and send me John, Dylan, Isaac, and Ramon." Eric nodded and I was led to the waiting room. Exactly one hour and five minutes later, Smith walked into the waiting room. "We've finished, and, if I do say so myself, it looks splendid." I followed him out and saw that he was right. They had worked to my expectations and beyond. Not only did they add the vinyls and paint job I wanted, but they also made the dragon vinyl seem as if it was in motion.
"Looks great. Nice job." I shook Smith's hand. "If I need a respray on another car, I'm coming here. Later." I got in my Mustang and headed home. However, I didn't get very far. I turned the corner and a cop pulled out behind me and turned on his lights. I moved to pull over and he followed me, so I stepped on the gas, quickly accelerating to seventy-five. The cop did the same and stayed on my tail. I tuned into the police radio channel.
"I've located a suspected racer. He is currently going over the speed limit. I'm going to need back up."
"Copy that. Do you have a description of the vehicle?"
"Vehicle is a black Ford Mustang with red racing stripes. We are currently going down Main Street."
"Copy." There was a pause. "Agent Cross is moving to assist. Says he may have a personal interest in this. Over and out."
I continued down Main Street for another minute before putting my car into a slide and drifting around a turn. The cop that was following me missed the turn completely, but my freedom didn't last long. Three Corvettes were coming towards me with their lights on. I recognized the lead 'Vette as Cross'. I slammed on the brakes and slid to a stop in the middle of an intersection. The three Corvettes stopped at the light. Instead of staying in place, I turned my wheels and started doing donuts. This had the effect of created a makeshift smokescreen that allowed me to get a little head start. I quickly sped out of the smoke and down a different road. As I suspected, the three cops had followed me and were catching up. I quickly came to a spot where traffic had stopped. Instead of stopping or turning to avoid them, I looked for a somewhat small opening. Instead of finding an opening, I found a truck trailer. I drove under the trailer, followed by the three cops. I tapped the brake and went into a light skid as I went around another corner.
Apparently Cross and his guys used a separate channel because I never heard anything from them on the police channel I was on. I did, however, hear that there was another chase near me, and I headed in that direction. I slid around another corner and saw fifteen various police cars chasing a silver Mercedes-Benz CLK 500. I accelerated quickly and swerved through the cars chasing the CLK and pulled up along side it. I noticed that on the side of the CLK was a vinyl showing a snake on a tree branch. I slowed to the same speed as the Mercedes before slamming the gas again and pulling ahead and changed lanes to dodge a car. I saw a bridge that was out approaching and changed into the same lane as the CLK. I waited until it was drafting me closely and pressed the nitrous, launching my car forward even faster. The bridge approached faster and faster as my speed climbed from one hundred miles per hour to one-fifty. The CLK fell a little behind, but still managed to gain speed.
We hit the start of the bridge and quickly ran out of road. We had enough speed to make the jump, and landed without much difficulty. I continued on my way, glancing in my rearview mirror every now and then, and saw that the CLK was following me. I pulled over to the side and just sat there. The CLK pulled up beside me and sat there a moment before the engine revved. I revved mine in response. The passenger window rolled down and sitting inside was a female. I rolled my window down and she spoke.
"Thanks for the help. You in the blacklist?"
"No. I'm working on getting ready for number 15."
"I'd wish you luck, but after seeing how you helped me get away from those cops, I don't think you need it. I've also heard your running with the Wolves. Word is your going to bring that crew to the top. I'll be watching you. I'll see you when you come for blacklist rank number seven." She rolled up her window and drove off.
I rolled up my window and turned around. I was in an area of the city I'd never been in, so I was just short of being lost. I drove without direction for several minutes before I saw a familiar area and headed towards it. A few minutes later, I walked into my new home.
===End Chapter===
AN: Thanks for reading.