This is my new story I just thought it up one day. And I know sucky title!:P Well every chapter will have 500 words. No More, No Less.Enjoy!:)
Ray Higurashi grasped the leather steering wheel tighter, turning the rough knuckles white. The large hands still compressing firmly, fiercely did a sharp turn on the corner of East 23rd Street and 2nd avenue. Rubber wheels burned against the black pavement as the man pressed harder on the accelerator. It was 12:03 am and there was little traffic on the paved road. There were seven cars exactly. A giggle and a smirk came from the saddened man 'Easier than I expected.' Pressing a little harder on the pedal, the speed dial read eighty-five miles per hour. A red Corvette sped past the first two cars, a white Ford Expedition and a black Dodge Ram, weaving around them. The next few were easy because two of them were Honda Civics very easy to dodge around. Although the third one had challenged him, it was a black and red charger. Ray's smirk got bigger and passed him easily without even trying the chargers owners jaws dropped. Ray started to chuckle, but something in the back of his mind snapped at him to focus again. A continuous yawn escaped his lips as he passed the next easy cars. You could see the police headquarters. It was large white building on the corner of the block, with millions of police cars on the front and on the sides. It still had the red, white, and blue 4th of July Decorations on. From three days earlier when they had hailed a big party for the 4th of July celebration. Eyes narrowed in determination, he had to focus, he had to get there before him, and most importantly he had to throw him in prison. Him...just the mention of the murderer sent shivers down Ray's spine. Images of the car mechanic's former coworker made a bitter taste come to his mouth. Anger and sorrow filled his body and soul. That man...no that terrible monster killed his friend, the richest man of all Japan. That awful half-demon, that...piece of trash! No matter what that...thing would say this Ray Higurashi would never forgive it! Not even if he got down on the floor and kiss the man's feet! That malicious and nefarious doing...Ray's eyes were in slits of enragement. Chocolate brown eyes hit their destination...now accelerating to hundred and twenty miles per hour he was yards maybe even feet away from the ornamented building. Out of nowhere an image of his best friend popped into his mind. An image of him while he was dying...his eye rolled in the back of his head and in a pool of his own blood from the knife stabs in his back. Ray's foot picked up on the pedal he stopped in the middle of the street. He closed his eyes trying to get the horrible picture out of his head, but regretting it soon after because darkness and that picture was the last thing he saw before a large, honking, black and orange Sleeper Truck rammed into his red convertible Corvette…..
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