OK, just so you know, I have changed the name of this story from High Speed to Sonic Speed Underground 2 (abbreviated SSU2). So it is no longer High Speed anymore. Also, this will feature some more Sonic characters as rival tuners that I didn't put in the cast list, along with some of my OC's.
Rouge: When will you put me in the story? I want to see my Sonikku!
TD: Calm down! And, to keep it canon with the actual game, you won't immediately fall in love with Sonic.
Rouge: ...Damn you EA!
Shade: *sigh*
TD: *anime sweat drop* OK... On with the story!
Disclaimer: Do I really need to say it?
After cooling off from a somewhat adrenalin-filled night, Sonic decided to drive around Baltimore to get a feel for the roads. He saw the Edgar Allen Poe house, drove by M&T Bank Stadium (A/N: Go Ravens!) and drove by Oriole Park at Camden Yards, where the Orioles were crushing the Royals. (A/N: Not in real life though...) He suddenly got a call from Tails.
"What's up?" Sonic asked.
"I don't know if you know this or not," Tails started, "but I'm in the know when it comes to all the tuner parts comin' and goin' through Baltimore. If a shop has something worth lookin' at, you'll be the first to hear about it."
"Wow, thanks!"
"Heh. Don't thank me just yet; I haven't figured out what you owe me in return! Call you later, kid!" He hung up. After that, Sonic decided to partake in his first sanctioned race. He heard of a drag being set up down South Paca Street, and so he made his way down.
When he got to the drag, he was pretty much a laughingstock. The promoter for the race, a purple hedgehog with dreadlock-like quills wearing a white tee with the Ravens logo across the front, black jeans, and white and blue Nike Air shoes (A/N: Something I'd wear in real life) came up to Sonic's car. He couldn't stop laughing.
"Ha ha! Oh man! This race is a drag, but it don't mean you actually drag your car down the street!" The hedgehog said.
"Well, what about your ride? It couldn't compare to the street beasts they got back in L.A.!" Sonic shot back, earning some ooohs from the crowd. The hedgehog didn't take too kindly to this.
"Listen kid, I'm one of the best drag racers in this city. If you wanna run with me... oh well, it's your bank you're losing." The hedgehog snapped. He stormed off to his ride, a metallic green 1999 Mitsubishi Eclipse that had intricate pinstripe and tribal vinyls, along with a vinyl of the U.S. Flag across the driver's side door. The car also had a wide body kit and a spoiler, along with a carbon fiber hood.
Both drivers went up to the starting line.
"If you can't drive," the purple hedgehog growled, "back off now."
Sonic stood his ground and revved his engine.
"OK kid, let's go."
As soon as the starting signal was given, both drivers were off.
True to form, the purple hedgehog was a good drag racer, but seemed to lack experience. Sonic merely dropped back, and sat in the hedgehog's slipstream. The hedgehog did everything he could to shake Sonic, but Sonic was one step ahead of him.
The finish line was fast approaching. Sonic saw an opening, and used the speed he got from drafting off the Eclipse to smoothly pass him. The hedgehog tried to pass him on the outside, but he overworked his engine, and thick black smoke started coming out from the front of the car.
The purple hedgehog blew out his engine, and by default, Sonic won the race.
"Aww man!" The hedgehog cried. "What happened to my ride?"
Sonic walked over to the Eclipse and took as much of a look as he could without choking on the smoke. "Looks like your exhaust system is shot," Sonic explained.
"Grrr... I don't need some rook tellin' me what's wrong with my car!"
"Alright, be hard-headed, I don't care. What's your name?"
The hedgehog sighed. "Light the Hedgehog. They call me that because people say my ride moves at the speed of light." (A/N: Just so you know, this is the same Light from 20XX Bonnie and Clyde.) Light then meekly forked over $400 for the drag race.
As Sonic drove off, he got a call from Shade (A/N: That line is really becoming cliché, isn't it?)
"Not bad kid," Shade said. "Now here's a little tip; no one here cares about the guy in second. It's all about building your rep. Nobody wants to see a close finish. The bigger the gap between you and the guy in second, the more rep you get. So don't just beat your opponent on the track; bury them." With that, she hung up.
Unbeknownst to him though, a group of cars (a 2005 Ford Mustang GT, a 1998 Toyota Supra, a 2003 Nissan 350Z, and a 2004 Infiniti G35) with the same paint setup (metallic black), the same tribal vinyl, and the same rims (Momo TWIN 18") was watching the drag.
"That new kid got lucky," the driver of the Mustang said.
"Heh. He's just a flash-in-the-pan. He won't last," The driver of the Supra said.
"He won't threaten our position at the top, will he?" The driver of the 350Z asked.
"Nah. If these punk racers don't drive him out, we will," Said the driver of the G35. With that, all four cars drove off.
Ooooo! I wonder who was driving each car! If you've beaten Underground 2, then you should know who these guys are.
Rouge: And I –
TD: *covers Rouge's mouth* Don't spoil it! Oh, and just for the record, I added a few new stories to my C2.
Rouge: -muffled- Let me go!
Shade: Whatever!
TD: As always, read...
Shade: ...review...
Rouge: -still muffled- ...and check out Top's C2!
TD: Good night, everybody!
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