Two years later…
After that fateful day, Izumi wasn't the same. She was determined to bring to justice those who harmed her friend and those like them, she became an officer for the Fairhaven Police Department. She knew it would be a long road but to her it didn't matter, she accepted the risk and the hardships that came with that lifestyle…. This is her story….
Tuesday, August 27th
Callaghan District, Fairhaven.
3:00 p.m.
It was a hot in a late summer day with temperatures rising to 110 degrees, the city of Fairhaven was a blend of fast paced city life with beautiful scenery on the outskirts. Patrol Officers Tyson Wallace and Izumi De Souza were on board of a Dodge Charger patrol car, Izumi was at the wheel.
"It's been three months since you've joined up… how do you like the job so far?" Tyson Wallace asked, he was a Caucasian male with messy brown hair. He stood 6'1 and was in good shape, he was wearing a police uniform with short sleeves.
"It's a good job but I'd like to make it to detective someday" Izumi made a turn to the right in to a less busy street. She was wearing a police uniform as well with a bullet-proof vest on top of her shirt, her long brown hair was tied in a ponytail and had a bang covering the side of her face. She stood 5'5 and weighted 105 lbs, she was in great athletic shape.
"You graduated in criminal justice with honors…. All you gotta do is do the test and wait for the job opening, you'll make it" Tyson said.
"Yeah… about that I have to be on patrol for five years, less if I transfer to SWAT" Izumi replied.
"Patrol isn't that bad, there are guys stuck filing papers, doing inventory and they all wish a piece of the action" Tyson was considered a vet in the department, he was in the SWAT team but after a close encounter with a mad bomber, he thought about his wife and daughter. He went to patrol where the risks were less dangerous than in SWAT.
Izumi took a deep breathe "I guess you're right, this beats doing a desk job"
"Attention all units… there was a robbery at Mc. Callan Liquor store, suspects are driving a blue 64 Chevy Impala with plates TLR97D, they were last seen exiting the freeway towards Callaghan Distict…. Over" the dispatch received the 911 call from the liquor store owner after he was robbed.
"Roger that… we're on it" said Tyson over the radio.
Izumi turned a 180 and stepped on the accelerator as she hit the lights and siren. She swerved thru traffic, some cars were pulling to the side to allow the Charger go thru. Tyson was holding on to the handle above the door.
"Do you see them near?" Izumi asked.
"If you stop driving like a maniac, I could get a better look" Tyson said.
Izumi suddenly saw the green Impala, the drivers in the Impala saw the police Charger and stepped on the accelerator.
"Shit homes… we got cops on our tail" one bald headed thug on the passenger seat said.
"They ain't catching us, ese!" said the driver. He had sleeked back hair, both were members of a Hispanic gang called Latin Warlords. The green Impala was modified as a lowrider but still had good performance as it was peeling away from the Charger.
"They're getting away" said Tyson.
"I can see that…" Izumi replied, one thing she was good at was at squeezing power out of a car, her years of racing in both Tokyo and Bayview taught her how to use dirty tricks in street racing. The Impala made a left turn as they cut thru incoming traffic. The Dodge Charger did the same.
"We gotta stop them before they kill someone" said Tyson.
"I wish I was chasing them in my S15" Izumi muttered.
"S15?" Tyson asked.
"My Nissan Silvia S15…. It has an RB26 engine from a Nissan Skyline GT-R" Izumi answered.
The Impala made another left turn in to a construction site, the patrol car did the same. Construction workers saw the cars and ran out of the way.
"Those fucking pigs won't give up…." The driver yelled. The passenger pulled his AK 47 and started shooting at the police car.
"Damn it" Izumi said as she swerved to avoid getting hit by the AK 47's line of fire, a couple of bullets hit the hood of the car.
"That's it! Get me close enough so I can get a shot at their tire" Tyson wanted to end the chase as soon as possible before they endanger innocent lives.
The patrol car got closer, the thug holding the AK saw a heavy beam hanging from a crane. He took aim and shot the chain holding the beam and it came crashing down forcing Izumi to slam on the brakes.
"Ohhh shit!" said Tyson as the car did a powerslide before it came to a complete stop.
"Yeah homes….. fucking gutter rats can't stop us!" the driver said as they exited the construction site and drove into the streets.
"Hold on" said Izumi as she turned the car and raced towards a slab of concrete that was leaning diagonally. The cop car picked up enough speed to make a jump right behind the Impala.
"What a fuck?!" the driver saw the Charger land behind him.
Tyson held on the door "Izumi, you're nuts!"
"We're catching these guys" Izumi responded as she got close to the Impala and attempted a pit maneuver. The Impala fishtailed a little but the driver was able to regain control of the car, Tyson pulled his gun and took aim at the rear tire.
"Got you now!" Tyson opened fire. After a couple of rounds, the tire blew out causing the car to lose control and slamming into a parked Cadillac.
"We got'em!" Tyson said as Izumi brought the car to a complete stop.
"Let's get outta here, ese!" said the driver as he got out of the car and took off running. The passenger was about to do the same.
Izumi and Tyson got out of the Dodge Charger with their guns drawn.
"Don't move, asshole!" Tyson commanded as he aimed his gun at the passenger, in turn the thug got on his knees with his hands up.
"I'm going after the driver" Izumi took off running after the other guy.
"Izumi, wait!" Tyson yelled but it was too late, Izumi was already chasing the guy.
The driver ran towards a back alley and got inside a building that used to be a warehouse. He ran a flight of stairs, he knew he was being chased and he pulled a metal drum to the floor in hopes to slow the officer down. Izumi jumped over the rolling drum and continued chasing the suspect.
Meanwhile back at the wreckage….
"Why did you make us chase you?" Tyson asked as he handcuffed the thug.
"Because spending the night at the slammer wasn't the plan, homie" said the passenger.
"That was very smart" Tyson said sarcastically.
Two more police cars arrived, one Dodge Charger and a Ford Crown Vic.
"You caught one, where's the other one?" one of the cops asked.
"My partner is chasing him" Tyson replied.
The cop shook his head "You still paired with that Wonder Woman wannabe?"
"She might be reckless but she gets the job done…" Tyson replied as he put the guy inside the squad car.
"Don't get mad but you know there's no place for the likes of her" the cop said with an arrogant tone.
"I'm going in…. watch the guy, will ya?" Tyson said as he ran towards the alley.
At the same time….
Izumi climbed a flight of stair and saw a door open that led to the rooftop. Outside the view of the city can be seen, tall high rises on one side and mountains on the other. Izumi carefully searched for the suspect, she turned right and there he was. She took aim with her 9mm cop issued Beretta at the suspect.
"Don't move" Izumi commanded.
"I have no bullets" the suspect dropped his gun.
"Ok… then get on your knees and put your hands where I can see them" Izumi responded.
The suspect complied and knelt down, Izumi got close and put her gun back in its holster. She then pulled a pair of handcuffs and before she had the chance to cuff him, the suspect turned and tried to swing at Izumi. She barely dodged the swing and in return she took two steps back. The gangbanger pulled a knife and rushed at Izumi in attempts to stab her, she grabbed the suspect's arm and twisted it. The suspect dropped the knife and before he could realize what happened, he got caught by Izumi's spinning back kick to his mid section. Then Izumi ducked and did a low sweeping kick, the thug landed on his back. By that time Tyson was on the roof top as well. Izumi placed the handcuffs on her suspect.
"That was dangerous… taking off like that" Tyson berated Izumi, to him it was safety first.
"I got the suspect" Izumi helped the thug get back up.
Tyson shook his head "What am I gonna do with you?"
"Buy coffee tomorrow" Izumi smiled and winked at Tyson.
Izumi and Tyson along with the driver exited the building, outside were more patrol cars. Some cops congratulated both Izumi and Tyson while some other cops looked at Izumi with contempt. She was reckless but at the same time she was an idealist which didn't sit well with some crooked cops.
The Junkie's notes: First chapter! I'm not gonna lie, I did have a lot of fun writing and planning this story (I have several chapters lined up but I'm publishing them in due time since I have to do some editing). To avoid confusion with the previous stories I've written, this is the chronological order: NFS Fastlane, NFS Undercover Chronicles and NFS Project Ghost Shadow. One Love!