Author Notes: I'm back! And I promise this chapter would be better than the previous. We'll soon see Michiru's role in this fictional world. Enjoy.

PS: Uranus is a former Death Racer. In this chapter, a part of her past would be revealed.

Disclaimer: well, you know it...

Death Race chapter 4 part 1:

"The race. It's taking place tomorrow."

Haruka took in the news quite calmly: "Good. I'm ready."

In the early next morning, the blonde was served her breakfast in her own cell, to avoid being recognized as Uranus' impostor. To her surprise, they didn't give her that crap that was served in the canteen for breakfast. Instead she had whole grained bread, salad and omelette. It was a lavish meal that only the prisoners who were about to put their life on the line could have. After the meal, Haruka put on the mask as Zoicite came to escort her to the racetrack. There wasn't many cars out there. The racers were probably not the morning type.

Makoto and the maintenance crew was already there. They were checking up on the "Sky King" a final time before letting the car ge overdrive on the asphalt track. They greeted Haruka, but in a formal way, because she was playing Uranus' role, and Uranus was a (wo)man of few words-just actions were needed to prove it all. This broke Haruka's heart, to see her friends being so afraid of Uranus' reputation. But now is not the time for sentimental scenes- we're in the middle of a bloody violent racing story. So we'll just continue with Haruka getting in the car thaw was placed near her pit stop

Haruka noticed a grey APC pulling up near the entrance, and a bunch of more female inmates stepped down from it. Before she got the chance to ask, Makoto had answered her unvoiced question through the team radio placed on the dashboard: "They're navigators, who will help you with the shortcuts and turns..etc. Oh, and you'll work with Uranus' previous navigator."

Not much later, the door on the passenger's side opened, and a young lady with aquamarine hair got in.

"Hi there." said the woman "Name, Kaioh Michiru. Nice to work with you."

"Hi back." replied the racer, as she kept adjusting the mask. It was hindering her vision.

"Silly. You don't have to keep that on in the car, you know. Beryl said that you must wear it on the track." smiled Michiru "But in the car, where no other can see you, you can take it off."

Relieved, Haruka quickly took off the offending piece of metal, and she could see Michiru more... clearly. Truth to be told, she was flabbergasted, due to Michiru's unrivaled beauty.

"Wow!" said the navigator "I have seen the real Uranus a few years back, and I'd say that you're even more handsome than her."

"Thanks" a smile (and a blush) crept onto the blonde's face "You are very beautiful too, Miss"

"Oh, just call me Michiru, please."

There was an awkward silence between the two. Michiru again spoke up:

"So, handsome, what have you done to be here?"

"Nothing. Someone framed my girlfriend's murder on me, and bang, I'm here." said Haruka, not noticing the funny look on her partner's face. Michiru felt a pang of jealousy shot up in her mind at the mention of the word 'girlfriend'. But that didn't last long though, as Haruka voiced the question she had been nursing since the moment they first met: "And what could have land such a lovely angel here, in this hellhole?"

(Oh my, it's seem she's such a big flirt- Michiru thought- No wonder she got a girlfriend)

"I beat up a cop" sighed the aqua-haired woman.

"Good cop? Or bad cop?"

"A good cop"

"Oh..." Haruka leaned back in the driver's seat, feeling that a little bit frightened by the woman next to her. After all, our blonde had always been an innocent citizen.

"But one hell of a bad boyfriend.." sensing the racer's uneasiness, the navigator quickly explained. Haruka nodded understandingly in reply.

As Haruka was about to say something, she forget what it was she was going to say, because a really large vehicle pulled up next to her. It was a black, bulletproof modified school bus (because I don't really like the Dodge Ram, as in the movie). Sitting at the seat installed right next to the driver seat was a mysteriously beautiful woman. She was a bit tanned, with long greenish black hair and garnet eyes. And she smiled at Haruka's car. Meanwhile, the black-haired driver, whose seat was slightly higher, sent Haruka a menacing look. She had a fringe over her left eye and cornrows on the right side of her head; and she got a creepy aura that chilled Haruka's spine.

"Who's that?" asked the clueless racer.

"The smiling one? Oh, she's my friend and cell mate Meioh Setsuna." answered the navigator "Though she couldn't see you she waved at us because she knew I was inside."

"No, not that one. I was asking about that creep of a driver."

"Oh, I almost forgot. You have to be careful around that woman. She's Nobunaga Sakae, but most of us call her Sae Yankee, or even worse, Synyster." said Michiru. "She is Uranus' fiercest and toughest rival, but since she doesn't know about you being Uranus, she'll probably kill you in her competition as well."

(Oh great. First a murder charge and death sentence, then creepy prison manager. Now I even got a psychotic rival from my predecessor- thought the blonde- Before I know it there'd be natto bean in my meal.)

As all the driver had shown up, the race was ready to kick off. There were 7 racers:

1. LSD- orange Buick Riviera.

2. Koh Seiya- black Chevrolet Camaro.

3. Kaiser- dark green camo Pontiac Trans-Am.

4. Koh Taiki- dark yellow Chevrolet Camaro.

5. Koh Yaten- dark grey Chevrolet Camaro.

6. Uranus (Tenoh Haruka)- sky blue Ford Mustang A80.

7. Nobunaga "Yankee" Sakae- black fortified school bus.

All 7 racers (maybe except Haruka) were dangerous criminals facing death. Their lives heavily depended on the race beforehand. But only one could get out alive. So all 7 of them were determined to outrun, outsmart and outlast the others. At all cost.

The signals were turning.

Red.

Yellow.

Green.

All the cars moved forward in a mad dash...

To be continued.

PS: Can you guess who is my OC?