IMPORTANT INFO! PLEASE READ!
The cars have been turned to HUMANS. The characters are also slightly younger, so Sally's parents live with here, and run the work. Mater lives with the police. The movie plot line is similar, with the only difference being Sally's parents pushing for Lighting to fix the road, and Mater getting into a little more trouble.
I only own the plot to the story, and Sally's parents. You can tell, because if I owned the rights to the movie, Doc would still be alive.
Remember Lighting is 15, in this. and yes a 15year old can race, I looked it up. as long as you have paternal consent you can race at age 12.
Lighting rubbed the bridge if his nose, felling tried. He had been run off half an hour ago, and he knew that if he wasn't back by 6 or 6:30 the others would begin to worry. He pushed himself off the rock he was resting on and started back to the small town. A part of him was angry, he'd spent so long trying to be able to keep up his cocky, I'm so great, attitude, and he had let it crumbled so easily. He kicked a small pebble. After all he'd gone through, after all the death, all the tears, all the bruises, he let it crumble. His eyes strung, he didn't know what was wrong with him? He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. He tried to be logical. He had safe. Hrev wasn't here. There were people who supported him. He took another deep breath. He was alright. Walking into town he smiled at Red, and the big fire fighter waved him over. Red offered him the watering can, and Lighting took his time, walking back and forth, gently swinging the can. Red nodded approving, glad to see the boy doing something that wasn't at break neck speed. Once the boy was done Red took the can with a gentle "Good job being gentle."
Lighting smiled, and was going respond when Mater came running over, his dad, Flo, Ramone, Sally, her parents, Luigi and Guido, and Lizzie. All of whom were looking at him like he was a delicate, yet dangerous. "Hey guys what's up?" the silence was awkward, until Sheriff spoke. "Well Lighting. I was doing some research and I found some files, and well there were a couple of death certificates and I was wondering... Who watched you after your parents died?" Lighting froze. "We need to know as you really shouldn't… well you need parental consent to race." Lighting began to back away.
"I have consent. Or I had consent, before I decided to go back for Weathers." The town folk took a step forward. The boy gulped, and shook his head. "Please, don't ask." Sally grabbed his arm, and he winced. Her eyes widened and she pulled his jacket half off. Lighting tried to pull it back on, but the crowd all saw the bruises. Red put a hand to his mouth, and Lizzie hurried to find Doc. Lighting scampered away, trying to calm his breathing. This wasn't that bad. They were just wanted to help. By taking away the one thing he loved. No big deal. They weren't like Hrev. But it was no use. As his friends kept asking questions, begging him to answer, he felt something inside in snap. "Leave me alone!" the halze eyes teen screamed, and training he ducked passed Red and ran. He heard shouts, and ran faster. He ran all the way to his safe place, with dust come-on up in little puffs at his feet.
Doc gave the rest of his town an exasperated look, "I told you to let the Rookie clam down before you started asking questions! What part of that means gang up on the poor boy?" Everyone adverted their eyes. Doc picked up his keys, and spoke calmly. "I am going to find McQueen. When I do I'll see if he's ready to talk. If not, then you won't mentioned it. Understand?" a mummer of 'yes Doc's and the retried racer walked to his old Navy blue car. Starting it, he made a list of places Lighting might be hiding. It wasn't long, but most of the places were at least two or three miles. He couldn't have gotten that far.
Doc groaned, and was tempted to hit his head on the steering wheel. He'd been looking for over two hours! How far could the boy have run in the twenty minutes it took Doc to get the story and start looking for him? Suddenly a thought popped into his head. He wants to race, so look for a race track. He dismissed the thought. He'd already checked Willy's Butte, but the thought persisted. He would have been able to get there before you did. Putting the car into drive he turned back to Willy's Butte. He stopped the car about a mile form it and walked the rest of the way. If Lighting was here, he didn't want him to run.
Soon a shaky sobbing reached his ears, and he hurried towards it. In the middle of the circular track was a small figure, curled into a ball. "Lighting." The boy looked up, and Doc's heart froze for a second. The boy looked so little, so young. It hit him like a punch to the gut. Lighting was 15. He was scared, he was lost. Doc hurried to the boy's side, and kneeling he gently whipped away some of the tears. "Lighting, I know your scared. But I promise, I promise..." Doc didn't know what to promise. He didn't even know what the boy was scared of. "Lighting, I want to help…. But I can't if I don't know what's hurting."
"Everything." Was the shaky answers. Doc took a deep breath, racking his brains for how to deal with a frightened child. It was hard as he'd only had to do it a few times, years ago,. "Okay, Lighting. I'm only going to ask one question. And it's so I can help." The boy chanced another peek. "How did you bruise your arm so badly?"
Lighting curled tighter, before sitting up. He took a deep breath, "It's a long story."
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