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Chapter Two
Speed layed, unconscious, on a tropical beach somewhere. He felt surf hitting his bare feet and it woke him up. He realized that not only was he alive and not in the race, but there wasn't a single scratch on him. It was as if he had never had the accident.
He looked around at the tropical paradise that surrounded him. It seemed to be right out of a ship-wreck story. Perfect white sand beach, untouched land, and there seemed to be absolutely no civilization. It was if he was the only person on the island. He had a feeling that somewhere along the perfect beach, just a couple steps into the mainland, there would be a house built out of trees and palm leaves.
Suddenly a figure appeared in the distance, walking toward Speed. He stopped within a few feet of the young man. The stranger was wearing worn bluejeans, a white button-up t-shirt, which was not buttoned up at all, that fluttered around him in the breeze, and he was also not wearing shoes. It took Speed a total of two seconds to realize that he was face to face with Rex Racer, his missing, reportedly dead, brother.
"So I did die," Speed stated softly more to himself than to his brother, "Are you a ghost or is this Heaven?"
"No you didn't die, I'm not a ghost and this isn't Heaven," Rex replied explaining, as he tried to assure his little brother, "All this is what we call limbo, Speed. It's the place you come to when you're in a coma. You are between life and death right now."
"What about you, Rex?" Speed replied, "Are you in a coma?"
"Nope," Rex replied, "I'm asleep. I was called here so you could have a familiar face explain this place to you. I was here for about a month after the accident that supposedly took my life."
"What happened that day?"
"That is something not even I can explain," Rex replied with a sigh, "You see, I have no memory between that morning, before we even went to the track, and waking up four weeks later."
"So I'm in a coma?" Speed stated, "What happened?"
"Someone sabotaged the Mach 5 right before the race started and they also hid a bomb in it that couldn't be detected by anyone or anything. No one knows where your body is at," Rex replied softly, "After the explosion, the pieces of the Mach 5 scattered all over the area below the cliff. No one's sure what happened to your body, but no one knows that you are alive."
"Everyone, besides you, thinks I'm dead?" Speed stated, hurt in his voice.
"I'm afraid so," Rex replied, "Except for two people."
"Who?"
"Trixie-she refuses to believe that you are dead, but everyone just thinks she's in denile-and Racer X."
"You're Racer X aren't you?"
Rex didn't say whether he was or wasn't Racer X, but he did smile at Speed. All this information seemed to overload Speed's mind. He needed to sit down, he wanted to sit down, but not on the sand. Suddenly Speed fell backwards and ended up setting down on a fallen tree that was now on the beach.
"What the-"
"It'll adjust small things like that to your need, but there are high limits to being in limbo."
"Like what?"
"There'e no set time limit on how long you stay, but if you stay too long, then you can't leave until Death comes for you. Also, you can call anyone you want from here, but they must be alseep at the time and you cannot call anyone who doesn't have a bit of your blood in their veins."
"Which means I can't call Trixie here..." Speed stated with a deeply hurt look on his face.
Rex noted the look on Speed's face and realized that he had no idea that Speed and Trixie had a thing going on between them. In fact, Rex had missed out on al lot of important things in his little brother's life. Heck, he hadn't even had known that he had another little brother, Sprittle, until he heard the ten-year-old call Speed his brother.
"How do I get out of this mess?"
"What?" Rex asked, shaking out of his stupor.
"I said 'How do I get out of this mess?"
"That I don't know."
Rex began to fade out, causing Speed to jump to his feet.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I'm waking up," Rex replied, as he faded out, "Until the next time we can talk, brother."
Rex faded away completely, leaving Speed all alone on his personal, prison, island paradise.
Chapter Two
Speed layed, unconscious, on a tropical beach somewhere. He felt surf hitting his bare feet and it woke him up. He realized that not only was he alive and not in the race, but there wasn't a single scratch on him. It was as if he had never had the accident.
He looked around at the tropical paradise that surrounded him. It seemed to be right out of a ship-wreck story. Perfect white sand beach, untouched land, and there seemed to be absolutely no civilization. It was if he was the only person on the island. He had a feeling that somewhere along the perfect beach, just a couple steps into the mainland, there would be a house built out of trees and palm leaves.
Suddenly a figure appeared in the distance, walking toward Speed. He stopped within a few feet of the young man. The stranger was wearing worn bluejeans, a white button-up t-shirt, which was not buttoned up at all, that fluttered around him in the breeze, and he was also not wearing shoes. It took Speed a total of two seconds to realize that he was face to face with Rex Racer, his missing, reportedly dead, brother.
"So I did die," Speed stated softly more to himself than to his brother, "Are you a ghost or is this Heaven?"
"No you didn't die, I'm not a ghost and this isn't Heaven," Rex replied explaining, as he tried to assure his little brother, "All this is what we call limbo, Speed. It's the place you come to when you're in a coma. You are between life and death right now."
"What about you, Rex?" Speed replied, "Are you in a coma?"
"Nope," Rex replied, "I'm asleep. I was called here so you could have a familiar face explain this place to you. I was here for about a month after the accident that supposedly took my life."
"What happened that day?"
"That is something not even I can explain," Rex replied with a sigh, "You see, I have no memory between that morning, before we even went to the track, and waking up four weeks later."
"So I'm in a coma?" Speed stated, "What happened?"
"Someone sabotaged the Mach 5 right before the race started and they also hid a bomb in it that couldn't be detected by anyone or anything. No one knows where your body is at," Rex replied softly, "After the explosion, the pieces of the Mach 5 scattered all over the area below the cliff. No one's sure what happened to your body, but no one knows that you are alive."
"Everyone, besides you, thinks I'm dead?" Speed stated, hurt in his voice.
"I'm afraid so," Rex replied, "Except for two people."
"Who?"
"Trixie-she refuses to believe that you are dead, but everyone just thinks she's in denile-and Racer X."
"You're Racer X aren't you?"
Rex didn't say whether he was or wasn't Racer X, but he did smile at Speed. All this information seemed to overload Speed's mind. He needed to sit down, he wanted to sit down, but not on the sand. Suddenly Speed fell backwards and ended up setting down on a fallen tree that was now on the beach.
"What the-"
"It'll adjust small things like that to your need, but there are high limits to being in limbo."
"Like what?"
"There'e no set time limit on how long you stay, but if you stay too long, then you can't leave until Death comes for you. Also, you can call anyone you want from here, but they must be alseep at the time and you cannot call anyone who doesn't have a bit of your blood in their veins."
"Which means I can't call Trixie here..." Speed stated with a deeply hurt look on his face.
Rex noted the look on Speed's face and realized that he had no idea that Speed and Trixie had a thing going on between them. In fact, Rex had missed out on al lot of important things in his little brother's life. Heck, he hadn't even had known that he had another little brother, Sprittle, until he heard the ten-year-old call Speed his brother.
"How do I get out of this mess?"
"What?" Rex asked, shaking out of his stupor.
"I said 'How do I get out of this mess?"
"That I don't know."
Rex began to fade out, causing Speed to jump to his feet.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I'm waking up," Rex replied, as he faded out, "Until the next time we can talk, brother."
Rex faded away completely, leaving Speed all alone on his personal, prison, island paradise.