Ch.3
Rain God Mesa
Okay, this fic hasn't really gotten too many hits or reviews, is I obviously need to make it better. Any tips or advice would be greatly appreciated! Please R&R!
The ham hams couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy at Rain God Mesa. The track was located right next to a steep cliff, which could ruin any racer's day if he or she wasn't careful. They quickly parked their vehicles and followed Seth into the crowd, where a short, boy hamster with tan and brown fur and a pair of race goggles waved to them.
"It's about time you showed up!" said the new hamster as he hi-fived Seth.
"Sorry, I've got a lot of guest to shuttle over here," explained Seth as he pointed to the ham hams. "How much longer until the race starts?"
"Will all the racers head to the starting line?" shouted an energetic hamster into his microphone.
Seth shrugged. "I guess that answers my question. Did you place our bets?"
"Who are we bettin' on?' asked Boss.
Cody pointed to a hamster wearing a blue and white racing outfit and a matching motor cross bike. "A friend of ours." A slutty-looking hamster girl waved a checkered flag, signaling the start of the race. Tires spun and engines screeched as the racers sped off.
The racers launched off a large jump, sending them soaring into the air. A hamster wearing a red and green race outfit kicked out with his foot paw, knocking a hamster in a yellow and brown race suit off his bike and to the ground below.
"That's gotta hurt!" exclaimed the energetic announcer. "Hope he likes having broken ribs!"
"Is that legal?" Maxwell asked Cody.
"Legal?" repeated the short hamster. "It's encouraged!"
Dexter sweat dropped. "Another adventure that combines racing and beating the crud out of your opponents, how lovely."
"Stop bein' such a wuss!" said Howdy, his eyes glued to the race. "Punch 'im in the face!"
The racers spun around a hairpin turn and continued down the increasingly bumpy terrain. To the right of the racers was a steep cliff, which would lead to certain injury for the unlucky to fall into it. Suddenly, some of the racers doubled their speed as they zoomed towards the next jump.
"Wow! How'd they get so fast?" asked Pepper as she watched in amazement.
"They've hooked their bikes up with a special chemical, so when they press the button on their vehicle, they go faster," explained Seth. "But they can't hold it down for too long, or there ride will blow up."
The racers sped over the jump, soaring several feet into the air. The red and green-clad hamster threw a punch at the white and blue-clad hamster, only for the other hamster to dodge and knock the red and green hamster off his bike and to the ground below.
"Couldn't these hamsters die?' Pashmina asked worriedly.
Cody shook his head. "Yeah, but that's really rare. Now horribly scarred for life, that's a different story!"
Most of the other racers landed safely and began to gain speed as they raced towards the next jump. A hamster in a green and orange race suit held down the boost button, speeding past the other racers as he launched off the jump. "Yahoooooooo…!" His celebration was cut short as he slammed into the side of the cliff.
The racers sped down another hairpin turn, causing a racer wearing red and blue to tumble over. A yellow and green-clad racer, having no time to dodge the fallen hamster, flipped over him as he ran him over. Pashmina and Bijou looked about the crowd uneasily, watching the other hamsters cheer at the carnage.
"Typical boys," muttered Pashmina. "If it's dirty, goes fast, or potentially injures you, they're interested in it."
Bijou nodded in agreement. "I can practically zmell zee teztozterone in zee air! Not to mention gasoline. What girl would like zis?"
"That's right, kick that son of a gun!" shouted Pepper. "Make them eat your dust! Yeeehhhaaaaaaa!"
The French hamster sweat dropped. "Okay, bezidez Pepper." The blue and white-clad hamster sped through the finish line, the ham hams cheering loudly at the hamster's victory.
"We've got ourselves a winner folks!" exclaimed the announcer. "Give it up for Shelby!" The blue and white-clad hamster removed her helmet, revealing short spiky head fur and dirty blonde fur, along with several ear piercings.
"She's a girl?" asked Bijou and Pashmina, their jaws dropping to the floor.
I finally got the first race up! I would have liked to make this chapter longer, but I have to type up my mystery for creative writing class and of course watch the Superbowl! Please R&R!
