HI EVERYONE! Relax, this new story doesn't mean that I'm ignoring Wild Angels; it just means I have a new story! Wild Angels needs a bit of time to fix, since I'm changing almost everything- names, looks, plot, etc. It's taking a lot of time to fix, and this idea has been stirring in my head for the past few weeks, so I'd thought I'd roll with it. And after putting it on paper, it's actually really fun to develop. Thanks for the Memories was actually named after the song by Fall Out Boy, but the song has almost nothing to do with the story except for the title. At least I don't think it does…we'll see, anyone who can symbolize it with the song, Kudos to you let me know. If you can't don't sweat it, I just picked the title on the spot. Let me know what you guys think of it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Acceleracers or anything relating to them. If I did, I'd give Shirako to Kawaii and Wings, Kurt to Halo and Wylde to myself. Not to mention I'd add more girls in the series than just Karma and Lani XD. Not mention I could probably buy a car just like Shirako's…
ALSO: I assume everyone has watched the Acceleracers movies before, so you should all know where the story starts. If not, SHAME ON YOU, you really must watch the series!!!! It's sooooooooo good!
PROLOUGE
"Yeah, yeah, scratch the lecture we're here to race…"Mark Wylde brushed of the mechanical drone as he was explaining how the holographic wheel worked. The few members of the Teku and Metal Maniac teams had agreed to help Dr. Tezla return the wheel of power from the Drones. Mark Wylde, clad in his black and red, chains and tattoos, leaned back in his chair and propped his feet on top of the long table.
Kurt rolled his eyes at his little brother behind his reflective orange glasses and silently listened for Gig to continue, curious as to why Dr. Tezla insisted on their help. He propped his elbows atop the table, fingers laced over each other, chin resting on the tiny platform they had created. Vert had leaned back casually in his chair, not as far as Wylde had, but a considerable amount to make the chair groan in protest. He brushed a hand through his spiky golden hair and pretended to listen to the tiny machine talk.
Karma just started at the wheel taking in every little detail they offered, watching it spin slowly. Monkey tried to listen to Gig talk, but every word that seemed to come out of the robot's imaginary mouth needed a translator to go with him. Monkey only nodded and looked deep in thought, trying to impress the new woman who had come into the room with them. Lani, on the other hand, only watched Taro and Vert with the keenest interest, reminiscing about their previous encounters in the World Race. Taro was standing against the glass wall that over looked the Acceledome, metal and rock clashed against each other to create the gigantic center. A vast garage lay at the bottom, cars parked according to their teams, completely opposite of each other. The larger version of the holographic wheel was surrounded by the immense series of tracks, leading in every direction to almost protect the imaginary golden rings.
"The holographic image reflects the power of the original copy of the wheel, creating a magnetic energy that allows for the portals to open." Gig continued, completely ignoring Wylde and his rude comments. Wylde rolled his eyes as he continued to listen to Gig speak, bored out of his mind by now.
"Can somebody translate this guy please…"Monkey had had enough and looked thoroughly confused, Lani rolling her eyes at the second out burst from the Metal Maniac side.
"In terms you can understand, the wheels is the image." Monkey nodded in understanding.
"Meaning…?" Karma asked as she looked in Lani's direction.
"Dr. Tezla thinks that the wheel is how the drones keep getting into the different realms." Gig had returned to Lani's side as Kurt huffed in annoyance.
"And whatever is in those realms is powerful, so powerful that the Drones want it so badly." Kadeem explained further as Monkey jumped up excitedly
"So that means we're going to get paid a lot right? More than five million dollars right?" Kadeem began to laugh again as Monkey sat down confused again- why does this guy keep laughing like that?
"So what does the Doctor want this time, why should we even trust him?" Kurt angrily stated, hatred to Tezla still running thick from the World Race.
"The Drones are getting more powerful, and now more than any time the best drivers are needed." Gig said as Taro watched the wheel's inner most ring begin to move, followed by the second ring and finally the outer most ring.
"Is it supposed to do that?" Monkey asked as everyone turned to the window, jumping to their seats as the rings began to move around in circles over each other.
"It means a new realm is opening." Lani stated as the drivers moved toward the doors.
"We're going to need some more Nitrox…"Vert grinned at Lani; the idea of more Nitrox excited him to no end. Teams raced to their cars as Nitrox containers were passed around, along with the tank of Nitrox. In the Teku garage, Vert had opened his already attached canisters ready for Kadeem to fill them. Kadeem had opened the gage as Nitrox oozed into Vert's Deora 2 canisters, lime green liquid filling up to the maximum line. Kurt resituated his canisters as he climbed into Sling Shot to check the status of his car. Karma, unlike Kurt or Vert, was new to the Nitrox fuel and required Lani's assistance to add new tanks to the bottom of her Chicane.
"What does this stuff do?" Taro had re-secured his own as Monkey heaved a can with a strained groan. Taro looked at Monkey and couldn't hide the smirk that appeared on his face. He could only imagine that look on Monkey's face when he used the Nitrox 2 for the first time in his life, the scare he would get would be priceless.
"You'll see…"Taro ominously said as Monkey looked on with worry. Monkey gazed in Taro's direction one last time before he attached the newly discovered liquid to the underside of his car. By the time Monkey was done, Wylde had also pushed himself out from underneath his Spine Buster and cast a glance at the rings. The driver's stopped what they were doing and all heads turned to the rings.
"That's not right…" Gig stated as he watched with the drivers. The rings didn't slow down, but rather speed up and whirl in a blur of gold.
"Is it supposed to do that….?" Karma asked Lani as she shook her head slowly, the rings only picked up speed and never seemed to slow down.
"Maybe it's a malfunction?" Kurt said and that exact moment, the inner ring stopped with a blinding sharpness. The middle and outer rings followed suit, white light glowing upon the Drone symbol. The racers panicked as the inner blue light of the portal began to pulsate. With a harsh white light, a green and black Drone car went flying out of the dimensional portal and flew over the garage. With a metallic crunch, the car slammed against one of the walls and dropped heavily to the floor, both ends crushed inward and sides dented in various spots. The car silently steamed from the engine as everything went quiet with exception to the portal's quiet hum.
"Well, so much for a race in the portals, and here I was getting excited." Vert watched as the rings returned to their original state slowly at a more normal speed.
"Hey we may not be able to race, but at least we can smash a drone today. Teach them to come into our turf!" Wylde punched his right hand into his left as he cockily walked over to the Drone car.
"Markie!" Kurt scolded his brother as he rushed after his ego inflated brother, drivers rushing after the two brothers. Monkey clutched the monkey wretch at his side as everyone crowded around the car. Luster black and neon green reflected their dark images, as imprints of the robotic language imprinted the indented sides.
"Wylde, calm down…" Taro tried to reason with the over zealous boy as Wylde jerked on the handle. Struggling with the door, Wylde yanked in different directions but the door was jammed shut.
"Well, at least the Drone can't get out now…right?" Monkey gulped as Lani brought over a crowbar. Taro took it from her hands and rammed it into the junction where the door closed. Straining, the door finally popped enough for Wylde to open the door.
"Let's get a look at the Drone before we end his robotic life with a punch." Vert grinned, excited as Wylde. Wylde pulled the door off its hinges and threw it across the room as they stepped back, watching a movement from inside the car.
They were expecting a Drone…and they got a human being instead, a girl.
The girl was clad in the traditional Drone colors, a racing suit that was completely black with a neon green strip running up the sides. Her knees and elbows were also clad in the brightly designed color; black boots reached half way up her calves. She had fingerless black racing gloves, and a black lace chocker enclosed around her throat. Her dark brown, almost black hair frayed underneath her, half of it soaked in crimson colored blood that was starting to flow onto the floor. Her shallow, harsh breathing meant she was alive and in pain.
"That's…not a drone…" Wylde stated as the team continued to stare at the newly discovered driver.
For the last line, imagine Wylde saying it the same way in the movie when Tork is coming to get Monkey "That's no Metal Maniac". The idea of a human driver for the Drones came not only from the World Race, but just from the 'what if' ideas running in my head. When this came up, it ended up turning into a story, so I hope you guys like it! This was only a thin slice of the extra large pizza called Thanks for the Memories.
…Damn I'm hungry…
Wild Angels will be up dated soon, but with Finals and all that junk it may be a while, but IT WILL be up dated, so look out for it! REVIEW PLEASE!!!!! Catherine Takamoto version 2