Chapter I - Intro

POV Nick

When people think of racing, they think of cool cars, a track, and a winner. However, I think of racing, I think of bad business, drugs, and cops. Oh, and and cars Underground racing may be a cool thing at first, until you get to the money part. I'm in a situation currently like that, so you know what we people do to fix these type of problems?

We race.

"Yo, your new sets are on, but they aren't cheap," Hollered Finnick. "If you win, twenty-five percent of the money is mine." Finnick is my good, 'friendly' car tech. He isn't cheap, but he give me discounts… somewhat.

"Sounds good to me. Also, are the suspensions in good condition? This is gonna be one hell-of-a-ride." I responded looking at the track on my iPawd.

Finnick looks at his spreadsheet. "Yup, they are. Just be careful, these are like last time, one false move, and your wheels are gone."

"You do know who you are talking to, right?" Staring at him with amusement.

"Anyways, you're up."

As I entered my car, I realized that this won't be a walk in a park, after looking at my opponent. Until I started up my engine. Hello, beautiful. Driving out of the garage, a lot of vixen fans surrounded my car, which was annoy, but hey. That's what happens if you are one of the best racers around the underground. The next thing I know, it was just me and this so called 'Flash'. Then a white-as-snow vixen came out of the crowd.

"Ready."

I was burning rubber like I never really gave a damn.

"Set."

My hand on the shift, ready to pop into the first gear.

"GO!"

The next thing you know, it was metal to the pedal

POV Judy

Underground racing. A horrid thing that is going on forever and ever, and it will never stop. I always wondered why such thing even exists. The community is horrible and people tearing up streets like that with loud as hell music for no apparent reason but money. However, this case was kind of different. We were finally going to raid one race and try to shut it down.

"Alright, you bozos. We all are ready and prepared for tonight's raid, yes?" The whole room is filled with tables banging and loud voices. I was the one really ready for this, after all these months not being able to sleep. "Just remember, our main suspect is Finnick. No last name, no alias, just Finnick. If we get to him first, maybe we can end underground racing once and for goddamn all. Anyways, to the vehicles, and let's give them hell boys!"

The next thing you know, everyone bike, car, and truck has their engines on, and ready to spot our drivers for today. The next thing you know, I hear screeching noises.

Here they come.

POV Nick

"Turn right in 400 meters." First 5 minutes in the race and this asshole is already making me sweat. The race is close, but yet to far. My opponent being the jerk he is is not even trying to let me slipstream. The next thing you know, the navi wasn't even being specific enough. It wasn't just any right, it was a hard right. I try to shift gears quickly and press on my brake and turn the wheel, but I guess it wasn't enough. All I could see was barrels in my way.

"Sonofabitch!" I yelled, trying to get my focus together. I drove back into the track, but this time I lost it. I just put my shift up to a six and flipped a switch. Don't disappoint me now. I felt like I went at Mach 1, but I know it was just 160 mph, which was high enough. Then I started to hear my worst nightmares.

"Sirens." I knew why they were here. They wanted Finnick. I just forgot about the race a second later and drove as fast as I could towards the garage. Then I just dialed his number as fast as I could. "Finnick, open up the garage and pack your things. The fuzz is coming."

"Alright, are you coming with?" Finnick said as I heard bunch of noises all over the place.

"I think I'm gonna stay being this one. I rather not commit a crime, I'm gonna say that you stole my car and I was pissed, my mouth is zipped." I start to turn left and right all over the place.

"Alright, hanging up." I dropped my phone in the passenger seat and shifted gears again and turning. I see a bright light and I entered into it.

"Alright, here are the keys, you can drive, now get the hell out of here!" Finnick quickly got on.

"You sure you are gonna be ok?"

"You know who you are talking to right?" I smirked. Then I started to see smoke. Then sirens. I looked outside. I saw lots of people getting arrested and people fleeing as fast as possible. Then I heard cuffs. On my paws.

"You are under arrest. Anything you say will be used against you in-"

"Court? I heard the same thing over and over again. Also, who knew a bunny cop would be so cute?" The bunny cop knocked the wind out of me out of nowhere. "Okay… You are a scary, cute bunny cop."

"Get in the goddamn car, you vixen."

Well, Finnick better have gotten away from this one…

End of Chapter 1

Yo guys, it's Neko here. Anyways, this will be my first fanfiction I ever write and I'm afraid that I'm horrible at this. So I, Neko Shuzo, need YOUR help. You guys can PM if I can see if I can get anyone to revise my paragraphs without regret and cringe. This was inspired by watching Fast and Furious: Tokyo Drift (My favorite installment 3) and after seeing the ending, I just went to my computer and started typing. Anyways, I hope you guys ride with me on this one and there will be a few references here and there from Tokyo Drift. Rate and Review, and see you guys next time!