Going up a level in the parking garage, Aster drove fast and easy. The four motorists were right on their tail. The kid looked behind them and moved the the drives to the backseat. Finally making it out, they drove through the traffic and make a sharp right turn, following the tracks of one of the many trams that traveled through the city.
"Could you be a bit more careful!?" The kid yelled and asked, turning around in his seat. Aster didn't say anything, focused on the road. "Ugh, how do I get this drive out?!" The kid said to himself, messing with the box that held the drives. "Got it!" The kid suddenly yelled, twirling back in his seat and holding the drive in view.
One of the motorist gained speed and was right against the driver's side. The tram was coming towards them. "Knock into him!" The kid yelled. Aster did just that. He jerked the wheel to the left a bit, knocking into him once. He lost control, but quickly gained it. Aster knocked into him again, throwing the man off the bike and the tram smashing into the bike.
The Man, who was still watching the cameras, cursed in Russian.
"дерьмо""Holy shit, dude!" The kid yelled. Aster weaved through the cars in front of them, two motorists behind them with the last one on another section of the street, going above them. The car and the two motorists went into a tunnel. "Oh my god, go!" The kid yelled, looking back and seeing that they were catching up.
Aster weaved through the traffic, switching lanes and going between the cars. The two men pulled out their guns and started shooting them. The kid yelped and Aster screamed, "Get down, get down!" The kid covered his head with his arms and slid down in his seat. The two men were gaining speed and were now on either side of them, "Do something!" The kid demanded, "Get us outta here!" He said, still ducking from the shots.
Aster shifting gears and sped up, then suddenly turned a hard right, going onto a side road, over the curb. The two men were still behind them. They got on either side again and pulled their guns, "Look out!" The kid yelled. "Hold on!" Aster yelled back, suddenly slamming on the brakes just as the two men began to shoot.
The one of the right shot a bit to low, and took out the other guy, shooting his tires. Aster eyes widened, he wasn't expecting that. He rammed the last guy, leaving him trapped between the wall and the car. His bike started to spark and he slowed down. The guy lost control of the bike and turned away, going back into traffic and slamming into the side of a car, the guy flipping off and landing on the other side of the car, sliding over the pavement and causing another car to smack into a wall.
The kid grimaced, but Aster continued to drive. They left the tunnel and Aster abruptly turned left, to avoid the road block just in front of them. "This is Sofia Police Department," A loud speaker said, a French accent in the words. "Shit." Aster said. "Pull over the car now!" The speaker demanded. "Lose them," The kid said, looking out the window. Two cop cars drove up, one on each side. There were a lot more vehicles behind them, "We're trapped." Aster whispered out.
They were coming up on a dead-end street, and Aster suddenly got an idea. A crazy, stupid idea, but it just might work. "Alright, sit back. Sit back," Aster said, putting his arm out in front of the kid, holding him back. He slammed on the brakes, skidding the car to a stop. "Where's the gun? Where's the gun?" Aster asked, quick and urgent. The kid reached down and pulled it out, "Give it to me!" Aster yelled, still fast, but acting nervous now.
All the cops behind them got out of their vehicles and started to walk to the car, guns drawn and ready, shouting in French at them. "Alright, just go with me on this, alright? Just go with me." Aster said, looking at the kid, who was staring at him in confusion. Aster took a deep breath and started yelling.
"Back off! Back off, or I will shoot this kid!" He yelled, pointing the gun out the window and then turning it on the kid, who opened his mouth in shock. "Back off, or I will blow his brains out!" Aster yelled, moving his hand in a shooing motion. "Hey, hey, you see this?" He yelled, showing the gun out the window, then pointing it at the kid again, "Back off, or I'm killin' this boy, you hear me?!" He yelled.
"I will kill this boy, right now!" He screamed. The cops were actually backing away. It was working. Aster kept the act up, "You see me?!" He screamed, and the kid looked at him with fear in his blue eyes, "What the hell are you doing?" He whispered. Aster ignored him, "Hey, you!" He yelled, pointing at a police man, "Yeah, you! Back off!" He yelled.
He glanced at the kid, who was taking deep breaths, "You okay?" He asked, before returning to the act, "Hey! Back, back!" He demanded, "Or I'm killing the boy, you hear me?!" He yelled, "Back off!" He demanded again, showing the gun out the window once more, "Back off!"
"That's it, you're doing great!" Aster yelled, waving his hand at them, shooing them away. The cars behind them actually backed away, some were still on foot, but away from the car. Aster reversed, "Get outta my way, copper." He mumbled to himself, turning the car around and driving away, "Can't believe that worked." He said, and the kid took in a few more gasps of air, shaking his head.
As Aster drove through the town, the Man was watching them. He tracked their location, and when they reached a certain spot, he tapped on the blue-tooth in his ear, "They're clear, I've sent you their location. Intercept them." He instructed. Another man on a bike was driving to where they were.
As they drove, Aster suddenly stopped on a small one-way road, driving to the center of it and stopping right in the middle of the lane. The kid glanced around, "What are you doing?" He asked. No one was following them, so why did Aster stop? Aster inhaled a deep breath, "I'm gonna let you out." He said, reaching over and unlocking and opening the kid's door. "What?" The kid gasped out, shock in his voice.
"C'mon, you're not a suspect anymore." Aster started, "They think I kidnapped you, so just tell 'em you were a hostage." Aster finished. "No, I'm-" The kid started, but Aster interrupted, "I'm serious, you've done more than enough for me, alright? And I can't risk your life anymore." Aster explained, "I really can't. Get out." He said, not demanding at all, "Okay?"
"No!" The kid exclaimed, shaking his head. "Get out of the car," Aster said again, leaving no room for discussion. The kid grabbed the handle and slammed the door shut, "No." He said. "C'mon!" Aster exclaimed, "Get outta the car, will ya?" He said. The kid stared at him, "I'm coming with you." He told Aster.
Aster sighed, "You're an extremely stubborn person, alright, you know that?" Aster said. The kid gave a mindless shrug, "I know," He said, "But I'm still not getting out of the car." He continued, "Besides, without me, you'd probably do something stupid." He accused, "Like get your face shot off." The kid finished, glaring. Aster's eyes widened, glancing at the kid.
"Alright." Aster said, starting to drive again. "You don't even know my name, do you?" The kid said. Aster pursed his lips, "No." He said. The kid smirked and shook his head. Shots were suddenly heard, and another guy on a bike started shooting at them. The kid yelped and smacked Aster's arm, "Go!" He yelled. Aster shifted and drove faster, the bike gaining speed behind them.
Aster suddenly turned down a road, the bike right behind them. He drove close to a stack of tires, and the bike drove on the other side of them, just barely missing them. "Dammit!" Aster yelled, the bike gaining speed. Aster spared a glance at the speedometer, they were going just above 100. The guy pulled his gun again and started shooting the side of the vehicle.
He kept shooting, the kid letting out a small yelp, causing Aster to glance at him for a quick second before looking back at the road, "You alright?!" He asked. "Hit him!" The kid yelled. Aster grit his teeth and jerked the car, smacking the bike. The bike swerved to gain control, driving over something and launching into the air. He landed and drove through a puddle, splashing water over himself. Somehow, they drove into the train yard, Aster still trying to get rid of the guy on the bike, but he was skilled. He followed them and kept trying to shoot them. "Dammit." Aster mumbled over his breath. He suddenly changed his course and drove through the two trains that were parked on the tracks. The bike drove up on the landing, getting higher and shooting down into the car.
Aster put his arm around the kid's neck and pulled him down, "Get down, get down!" He said. Aster's eyes widened when he saw the people in front of him. "Look out!" The kid yelled. Aster jerked the wheel and drove up a ramp, smacking into the wall next to it and losing the passenger side mirror, the kid gasping.
On nearly the same level as the bike, Aster kept driving. He smashed through barrels and boxes, the kid yelping a loud. The guy still kept shooting at them. "We gotta get outta here!" The boy yelled. "Where's the gun!?" Aster yelled back.
"I don't know!"
"Find it! Hurry!"
"Okay, okay!" The boy said, leaning down and looking for the gun. Aster drove through another set of barrels. "I got it, here!" The kid said, revealing the gun and handing it to Aster. They drove through some more boxes. "Okay, I need you to hold the wheel, alright? Just keep it straight!" Aster yelled. He cocked the gun and pointed it out the window, "I need you to down shift, you ready?" He asked, and the kid nodded, one hand on the wheel and the other reaching for the gear shift.
"Now!" Aster yelled, and the kid did. At the same time, Aster shot the guy, hitting him in the shoulder. He dropped his own gun and smacked into a large propane tank. Causing explosion after explosion to happen around them as the drove away. The explosions seemed to follow them. Aster stepped on the accelerator, driving off a ramp and smacking down on the ground. Aster swerved out of the way just in time to avoid being crushed by a falling radio tower.
"You okay?" Aster asked when they were out. The kid nodded and took a few deep breaths, "Yeah.." He whispered, "Yeah, I'm good." He said. Aster nodded with him, and continued to drive.