OK guys…this is a little trial run of a fic requested by cybertronian human. It'll start out as maybe a couple of chapters...then we'll see where it goes. If you have any good plot twists in mind feel free to PM me and we'll talk!
In terms of when this is set…lets say post 'Fast and Furious' (keep in mind that that movie itself is a prequel to '2Fast 2Furious, and 'Tokyo Drift') and post ROTF. So ignore movie release dates for me. And I'm a bit rusty with my FaF charries…and Decepticons…so bear with me xD Also- please don't eat me for my geographical references- I live in England!
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Disclaimer: Transformers © Hasbro/Dreamworks
The Fast and The Furious © Universal Studios
All recognisable characters belong to their respectful owners.
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Dominic Toretto did the best he could for his family. Jesse, Leon and Vince had been ordered by Dom to stay in Mexico while they were all wanted men. The three had run to the country after Vince and Jesse were well enough to leave hospital. They all returned somewhat subdued.
There was an air of grief that still lingered over their shoulders from Letty's death. It had hit Dom hard. Heaven forbid if anyone spoke of it.
The day was hot, humid…sticky. The weather Dom hated most. Sweat droplets rolled from his brow as he strained to loosen a tight bolt on the undercarriage of his Charger that was situated in the garage.
He thought himself lucky, though. He should be in prison right now. Ever since Brian and him said their goodbye's, life had been strange. It was like that lanky blonde was an important piece to the puzzle of his life. He was proud to call the man friend. He had overthrown his duty as a police officer to stand by Dominic in a world he had never experienced before. Where no matter what, family came first.
They all lived in southern Florida now. He wasn't king there, but he wasn't trying to be. Brian had been offered a job somewhere in Virginia, he hadn't told Dom much about it, but he had asked Mia to move in with him. He wasn't happy about losing his baby sister, but Dom figured she would be safer with Brian than himself.
Dom grunted as the bolt finally gave. He scooted out from under the car, picking himself up and popping the bolt into a grimy glass jar that was full of other reject bolts and screws. He swiped a rag from the workbench, wiping his oily hands on it.
A shadow appeared on the concrete floor, its caster was a young woman who stood in the garage entrance.
"You done playin' mechanic yet? The guys are makin' burgers for us." She leant on the wall casually.
"Be out in a moment Esme…I just gotta-"
"Dom…" The woman walked up to and behind him, snatching the rag from his hands and flopping it back onto the bench. "I ain't takin' no for an answer, dude…" she smiled and placed her hands on his back, walking him out of the garage.
They turned up the side of the house and Esme trotted off to where the boys were flipping burgers on the barbeque.
She had wormed her way into their family shortly after they had all arrived in Florida, offering to help them move in. They began to invite her around for dinner frequently that summer, and the rest is history. For 3 years Esme had always been there for the boys whenever they needed her.
Dom dawdled his way to the garden, observing everyone. Esme was actually an artistic woman, but a tomboy at heart.
"So what's that bit do?" Dom listened as conversation filtered past him. She was sitting backwards on a garden chair watching while Jesse fiddled with a faulty turbo. Her insatiable curiosity getting the better of her again.
Vince was poking fun at Leon, who was watching the burgers.
"Hey Dom, how many burgers you want man?" Leon's husky voice dragged him back to reality.
"Uhh…I don't mind bro. I ain't hungry." He all but mumbled.
"How's she running Dom? You get that rouge bolt?" Jesse asked from where he was sat on a blue tarp on the grass, various bits of turbo scattered about him.
"I'm gonna fix those scrapes for you tomorrow, Dom." Esme turned to him. They had put her artistic hand to good use. She was a natural at custom paint jobs. "Just a few coats of lacquer should sort 'em"
"Sounds great" Dom smiled, brightening up a little. Vince walked by, thrusting a cold Corona into his hands. The two exchanged a small smile, and Vince patted Dom's upper arm.
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Evening rolled in quickly. At about 6:30, Esme had been called into the custom car dealership where she worked to sign for the delivery of some new vehicles. She pulled into the parking lot next to the dealership in her old Buick LeSabre. Grabbing her bag she walked over to the main entrance, fumbling with keys to open the door.
The eerie silence was soon replaced by her voice on the phone to her boss.
"Okaaaay" She had the phone between her cheek and shoulder while she grabbed a pen and paper at her desk. "So, run that by me again. Two GTRs….a WHAT? Oh….riiiight….Ess-ca-laaaade" she scribbled the names of the cars onto the paper quickly. "And a Roush Mustang. Got it."
"Esme, make sure you check them all, especially those GTRs, they've come a long way. Hell, take 'em for a spin if you must, but make sure they're back in the garage by 11 ok?" her boss's stern voice said from the other end of the phone.
"Sure thing Mike. I'll make sure they're all ok. See ya" She hung up. For ten minutes she eagerly waited for the delivery, then heard a truck pulling up to the dealership. It was a large Kenworth with a car transporter trailer hitched to it. She greeted the truck driver and he assisted in helping unload the cargo. The first to roll off was the black Roush Mustang, she parked it under the lean-to that was designated for new arrivals. Next a White Escalade, then two red Nissan GTRs , finally a Silver GTR.
Once the unloading process was complete, she signed a form and bid the truck driver goodbye. Aside from the usual ambience of the town, the garage was quiet once again. Esme walked up to the un-parked GTR and hopped inside. It was quiet inside the car, she started the engine….then flicked on the headlights. The speedometer glowed blue and red. Esme couldn't resist taking it for a quick drive, she had heard so much good press about the car. It was only half eight. Plenty of time to see what all the fuss was about.
Quickly, she ran and locked the doors to the main entrance once again, and made sure the parking lot barriers were up after she drove out. She smiled gleefully, it was a good thing the car was second hand….it was probably about to get a few miles put on it.
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William Lennox, after spending months stuck on Diego Gargia, was finally home. His muscles ached, and he yearned for sleep. But that was not what he was here for. He sighed heavily from the seat of the NEST Hummer. Three months of planning and it had all come down to this. There were new autobots arriving. Why on earth they had to land in the middle of the Cypress national park in Florida he had no idea. Optimus, Ironhide, Sideswipe and Ratchet were all being escorted by the swarm of Hummers, the highway that cut through the park was going to have to be closed while the 'Bots landed.
"ETA is 22 minutes, Major" A communications link from Optimus filled the tense silence, his voice full of static as the CB radio picked up the link. They were heading west along the highway.
"Affirmative, Prime. I have a secondary team breaking off now- they will travel ahead and close the road." Lennox replied into the radio.
Five NEST vehicles began pulling away from the pack, leaving the three Autobots and two NEST Hummers. Beside Lennox sat Epps in the driver's seat.
"Epps to base, we need that road block on the eastern drag pronto" he commanded into a radio.
A voice replied. "We have a delay, sir. A vehicle has broken down."
"Well get 'em to leave it and MOVE! We don't have time to fix a car. Send backup for it and get the road closed!" Epps said sternly. He dumped the radio back into its holder and shook his head. "Man, how many more are we gonna get?" He sighed, talking half to Will, half to himself.
"Who cares, truth is…we need 'em." Lennox said, holding his breath somewhat. Two years of silence from the Decepticons was never a good omen. Not when he knew how they felt from the way things were played out in Egypt.
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Esme had turned out of town and headed onto the highway. She had taken a detour back to Dom's first, offering somebody a ride. Jesse had been first to jump at the chance, the others were all inside feeling a little drunk.
"Man, I should come work at your place…you get to work around shit like this all day?" Jesse slurred. His excitement getting the better of him as usual.
"Oh hell yeah, hey, lets see what it can really do….huh? Apparently it'll do 190mph!" Esme bubbled with mirth.
Focusing on the straight drag in front of her, which had got increasingly quiet in the past 10 minutes, she downshifted into 3rd gear and hammered the gas. The force plunged the two back into their seats, silly grins from ear to ear gracing their faces. As the car breached 170mph, they both saw tail lights up ahead.
"Crap! Someone's always gotta ruin the fun…." Esme sighed. There was a brief pause before both their expressions became puzzled. "What the heck…is that the Army?"
Before Jesse even had time to respond, an almighty rumble coming from the skies shook the earth.
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"Lennox, Bluestreak is having complications with his entry protofrom. He will need to perform an emergency landing" Optimus' voice crackled over the radio again.
"With the mess they make you'd think every landin' were an emergency" Epps huffed in jest.
"Affirmative, is it possible to send him our coordinates so he can actually land nearby?" Will said into the radio with a humoured smirk.
"Yes, I will send them immediately."
There was a silent pause for a moment. Tension built up, then the radio clicked. "Lennox, Bluestreak is landing 267yards in our opposite direction, imminently." The convoy started to slow down and stop.
"Ok, Prime. We're ready for-"
"Lennox! I have detected two civilian heat signatures in the direction of Bluestreak's landing path!" Ratchet's frantic voice cut him off from Optimus.
Immediately the two soldiers looked behind them, now noticing the headlights of an immobile car.
Epps acted fast. He swerved the Hummer around and took off in the direction of the civilians.
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Jesse looked out of the passenger side window in horror….and Esme did the same.
"What is that!" She gaped in terror as what looked like a giant fireball was barrelling their way.
"Get out! GET OUT NOW!" Jesse cried.
"But…The car!" Esme tried to protest.
"Leave it!" Jesse had already run around to the driver's side and opened the door, dragging her out. They ran up the highway, noticing a Hummer speeding their way.
Lennox hung out of the window as Epps brought the car to a stop.
"Get in the back!" He roared, jerking a thumb at the bed of the pickup. Epps began swerving the truck around once more as the Esme and Jesse clambered in, faces marred with shock, confusion and fear. They watched the fireball fall...it looked like a plane that had caught fire and was about to crash. The rumbling drowned out any other noise…and the two watched in horror as whatever it was, plunged into the ground. It bounced, carving up the road, and to Esme's dismay, it took the GTR with it.
It was all over in a matter of seconds. A shocked silence covered them like a blanket. The two soldiers hopped out of the Hummer, their faces like thunder.
Esme was clinging to Jesse as she heard the two men mumbling about a road block. They came around to the bed of the truck.
"You a'ight?" Epps addressed them. Jesse and Esme silently nodded their heads.
The young woman's head sunk onto Jesse' shoulder as she mumbled. "….I am so fired….."
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