[A/N]: Decided to write this because NFS + illegal street racing + sexy Vongola Guardians = something I must write. Forgive me if I ruined them. OTL
I OWN NEITHER KHR NOR NFS.
[The Prologue]
Two sharp blurs of black and white passed by at the speed of sound, leaving a trail of dust and scattered road litter behind. The screeching of tires filled the streets. Rubber wheels skidded and burned, causing grayish-white smoke to loom behind two vehicles, shrouding the roads they passed by, marking the asphalt they drove on.
A sharp turn to the left, a curve to the right, then driving straight through another intersection. Ignoring traffic lights which beamed the symbolic red light or the angry calls of drivers and motorists, two cars chased at each other, attempting to overtake the vehicle moving at its side.
This is a chase.
This is a battle
This is war.
To win the game means to establish notoriety, acquire territory, and gain power. To lose means to give up your tool, your rank, or your pride. But in the case of a hot pursuit with the members of local authorities, to win means liberty. To lose means captivity.
That is the rule in the roads.
That is the law of street racing.
-TBC-