Okay :3 chapter two. So far so good. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. *hands cookie*
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All of the racers slammed their feet on the gas, their glares turning to that of sworn enemies. Tires screamed and threw up dust as they tried desperately to get a good head start. Cars scraped together, chipping of large amounts of fresh paint. Jak, of course, was able to maneuver around heaps of cars and claim his place in first... for now. Torn, on the other hand, was having a difficult time getting his car to catch up to Jak's. Dust and little bits of rock and mud caked the inside of his mouth, and made his visibility low.
A voice sounded off of the radio in his car. "Torn! Where are you? Are you okay?" Jak said worriedly which greatly surprised Torn.
"Yeah...*cough cough* I'm fine." He replied, making sure that no signs of weakness escaped his lips.
"What place are you in?" Questioned Jak.
"Third..."Was all Torn said. "Wait... hold on a sec... I see you." Torn mumbled as he emerged from the cloud of dust. He quickly sped past Ashelin, whom was in second, and quickly approached the side of Jak. The two exchanged daring glances, accepting an unspoken challenge. For the next two laps, Jak and Torn battled for first place.
On the final lap, Jak was merely inches ahead of Torn when everything took a turn for the worst.
"SHIT!" Gasped Jak, staring with horror into screen mounted on his dashboard displaying different notifications. One of them beeped bright and red.
"What's wrong?" Said Torn immediately, picking up on Jak's urgency.
"Someone sent a nova after me!" (one of those orb thingies that kills whoever is in first place) Jak yelled, obviously frightened.
"Then brake!" Torn yelled in an attempt to get Jak out of first place... and quick.
"What? No! You'll die!" Jak internally cried at the thought of Torn getting killed because of him.
"Yes! I realize that!" Torn growled harshly. After a few seconds, it became obvious that Jak was going to be very stubborn about this. Torn sighed, before breaking harshly so he was directly behind Jak, whom quickly realized what he was doing.
"No Torn! Sto-" Jak gasped, unable to finish before the nova impacted against Torn's car. The crash was so great, it burned Jak's back although he was far away.
"nooo! Screamed Jak. Who slammed the breaks and ran over to the wreckage , where Torn's bleeding body laid pinned underneath what was once considered a car, but was now reduced to a pile of rubble. (Okay... I kinda stole this moment from when Damas died...) Jak sat next to Torn's barely conscious body, cupping his Torso in his arms.
"Go! Leave me be! I'll be fine! You have to win the antidote!" Torn managed to say, coughing up blood.
"No! I won't leave you here to die!" Jak screamed, trying to hide back tears.
Suddenly from behind them, another voice joined in on their conversation. " You don't have to. I'll help him. Jak, get you're ass in that car and win the damn antidote." Demanded Ashelin with her hands placed on her hips.
"But-" Stuttered Jak.
"But nothing! You do what I tell you! And pronto!" Yelled Ashelin, her proud demeanor not one breaking even at the sight of Torn so close to death.
Reluctantly, Jak gave in. He shot Torn a quick worried glance who replied with a scowl of his own. Jak hopped in the car and won the race with flying colors. (sorry... don't feel like writing a whole lot of detail... last day of school was today. Starting high school in two months!) When Jak got back to the wreckage, the sight was pitiful. Sig, Ashelin, Kliever, Keira, and a few others were attempting to push the broken car off the broken man underneath.
Jak sprinted over and quickly joined their efforts, pushing with everything he had. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head.
"Stand back!" He demanded. Before anyone could protest, Jak sprouted horns, while his skin turned a milky white. Long claws emerged from his fingertips. He firmly gripped the car and flug it off Torn so hard that it probably wasn't considered a car anymore.
Soon after, he turned back into 'normal' Jak and pushed through the huge crowd that had gathered around Torn. He looked terrible. His right leg was bloody, tattered, and broken, burn marks covered his face, and scars coated every inch of his exposed skin.
Ashelin was the first to react. She ran over to him, and placed a finger on his neck, checking for any pulse. "It's okay. He's got a pulse." She sighed, her voice dripping with relief.
"We have to get him to a doctor!" Suggested Keira.
"Yeah... but there's no doctor's adept enough here." Ashelin said, thinking about possible solutions.
"We can take him to Spargus! Seem could help!" Jak said finally after a few minutes.
"Yes! I'll call a transport." Ashelin said, pulling out her communicator.
"No... we er- he doesn't have enough time" Said Jak. Without waiting for a reply, he picked up Torn bridal style. Wings sprouted off from his back and flew off the ground hastily and flew off towards the direction of Spargus. 'This is going to a rough trip... I just hope he can manage.' Thought Jak, looking into Torn's pale face.
Chapter two done! I'm so proud of myself. Anyway as I said before, I have all summer to work on this Fanfiction stuff... hell yeah!
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