A/N:

hey friends! Naomi here(: Just wanted to say that this is my first fanfiction, so if u comment that includes fire and/or flaming please, I beg of you, to be gentle. It might be a bit short but bear with me.

Well lets just see how it goes...

I pumped the pedals as I went up the steepest hill in the "Ruins". "Come on max!" my friend Iggy yelled just yards ahead of me," Quit being a punk sissy and get your ass up this hill!" Pedaling a bit faster now I made my way to the top of the hill. Iggy's shaggy strawberry blonde hair rippled as he flew down the hill going about a thousand miles an hour.

"Your lucky bastard!" I yelled, just now noticing the new reddish brow detail on his BMX bike. The design was of a pair of wings. They almost looked real. "you were supposed to wait until Dr. M gave me the money!" I yelled at from the top of the hill.

Gazzy pulled up from behind me on his skateboard. His big blue eyes and gel spiked hair gleaming in the mid-day sun. "That lucky son of a-" Gazzy started. "Gun," I finished for him, though I knew he was going to say something else.

"Am I the only person around here who thinks its crazy that a blind and reckless 16 year old kid is riding a BMX bike down an almost thirty foot hill?' Gazzy thought aloud. Probably, I thought to myself thinking of all the possible things that could happen to him.

'Beat ya!" Gazzy called half way down the hill. I was too busy having my own personal episode of "1,000 Ways to Die: Iggy Addition" in my head to notice that I was missing out on a challenge.

I plunge down the hill at full speed. Not even watching ahead of myself. With my eyes closed , I whizzed down the hill and passed Gazzy. I opened my eyes just in time to crash head on into the aging glass window.

I flew from my bike and onto the cold hard ground.

"Awwww... Nards!" I screamed to the dark.

'Yo! Max! Are you okay dude?" Iggy and Gazzy said almost at the same time.

"Awww man. Is my bike okay? This thing cost a a fortune and I am not going through the max-you-are-very-irresponsible talk with my mom."

"Forget the bike! Are you okay?" Gazzy said.

"Are those sirens I hear," Iggy said, his face turning suddenly very serious.

"Naw, that's just your super-sonic blind guy hearing playing tricks on you", I said," Remember that one time , in second grade, when you thought you heard the ice cream truck and you had us out for hours chasing a figment of your dairy deprived imagination."

"It's not the same thing guys, can you hear it now?" I strained my ears to my surprise, to hear the faint whir of a police car.

Oh yeah, did I mention that this was a long and forgotten private property lot?

I swiftly dusted myself in a flurry of motion, not wanting to waste any time.

"Gosh I hope their fuel tanks are on 'E'," Gazzy said as he hopped on his skateboard. "Yeah 'cause 'E' stands for what? 'Extra Gas'? They're going about 90mph" I yelled back at him, shaking my head..

Always the optimistic one.

I breathed through my nose as I ran toward the entrance in the gate. Gazzy and Iggy were long gone by now, their bikes and skateboard reaching speeds of 40mph.

"Thanks a lot guys. Y'know for not ditching me and all," I yelled out to the nothingness of the vacant lot.

That's when I felt a knock in my head and every thing went blank.

Well that's all folks ! Again I apologize for the shortness but until next time I bring promises of a semi-long chapter for all! YAY!

See ya friends,

Naomi 3