Another Timelines Story
Chapter 4
"Major Wheeler, teeeen hut! At ease"
The 42 year old Gentlemen and his men came out to the Commander of the CLYP Group "The Silencerz", and proceeded to give out some orders for his men. The briefing lasted for only 5 minutes but there seemed to be a sort of seriousness among whatever message was given. That message would impact the following means of not only entering the racing realms but also how they manufactured their vehicles. The wax casting for two of their cars, Covelight and Octanium had been broken through a alleged "Breech" in the base by a unknown individual, causing the mold to crash down on the two auto frames and wreck them and, naturally, now were even more limited into what cars they could drive into the realms.
"Major Wheeler, we are limited into what vehicles we need to enter the realms due to an act of industrial sabotage. As such, we cannot enter the realms for the time being."
"And that means?" said a younger Silencerz driver, probably in his early to mid 20's, but no one bothered to ask him about his age. Either way, the attitude and laxness in his voice reminded Major Wheeler of his own Son, Vert. This reminded him of the pain over not being with his son more, and the fact that one member of his group ordered to kill the World Race drivers and by extention tried killing his own son during the World Race still hurt. If his son found out what he was doing-he hoped not but knowing Tezla, he'd have a higher chance of finding out-would he be able to forgive him, and would he understand? And would Vert forgive him in that one of their agents sought to kill him and know that He nor his commander ordered to go this extreme? He prayed to God every day on what to do in this. But he knew for now, at least, that this was not the time for such fretting.
"What it means, Jet, is that we are 2 less cars for the realms and 2 less drivers."
"Precisely, Major Wheeler" sputtered the middle aged commander. "Until we can build new car frames. no one is allowed to enter any realms. We cannot risk loss of more drivers or more cars in the realms."
There he went, blaming the death on Gelorum on his team. "Of course he went there" Jack Wheeler though to himself "I tried, but her stubborness caused her to become Swamp Beast food. Believe me, I wish I could have saved her but-"
"Do I make myself clear, Major Wheeler?" snapped the Silencerz leader.
"Sir, yes sir!" he spluttered, trying his hardest not to show fear, but apparently, it seeped through to the quick instinct of the leader."Are you nervous, Major Wheeler?"
He wanted to tell the truth but wasn't sure how the leader would take that. Would he think he was hiding something from him?
"Well, evidently you are" sternly said the commander. "Perhaps, Major that the events recently call for a deserved break for you and your crew. You'll need it."
"Sir, yes sir!"
Major Wheeler still felt some sort of suspicion within the leaders voice. Personally, a part of him was glad Gelorum was demoted to a simple driver than a commander for her action of threatening lives and he got promoted to a higher role for reasons he didn't quite know but did she deserved to die? No, his eyes no one deserved to die but because of her death, his commander gained less trust of him because of his Did the commander think he caused the destruction of the casts? He knew for a fact that it wasn't him who caused the sabotage, but the way the commander said that last sentence, did he seriously believe that he caused it...Or was it him.
"Perhaps the commander is right, maybe I need some time to think about all of this". Then he thought about his son. "Maybe I should talk to him sometime, if the commander allows it. But would I end up telling him the truth of the matter? But what if he is with Tezla now and going to go on a suicide mission in the realms, and would he die in the realms like-"
His thought was interrupted-in what seemed to be the umpteenth time-when he heard the loud blare of the deep, booming klaxons indicating a realm was opening.
A part of him wanted to command his troops to enter in it and make sure that Vert wasn't being sent in. But he remembered what the commander said and stayed put. And prayed...
Two weeks later
The CLYP base finally had gotten the casts fixed and gained several more drivers, seemingly all of them ex-World Race drivers. A realm had opened and he and his men got ready to enter it.
Major Wheeler eyed the slowly opening realm with intent but also with worry. He had gotten home a few days prior with a note from his son.
"Hey dad, my group of friends have to take care of some stuff. Might be gone for a few days. See you soon-Vert"
He knew exactly what Vert meant by "taking care of stuff". At least, he thought so anyways. What other "stuff" could he be talking about besides Tezla?
"No, not my place for now. Until I have proof, then I will act..."
