Okay, I'm sorry for such a delay, I know I haven't posted a chapter forever, but I've been very busy, but, here we are, A new part in the story, I hope you all enjoy the demo, and I again apologize for inconvenience.
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*It was dark again. There was little to no sound. All Razor could hear were far-off cries, followed by maniacal laughter. He could barely see. All he could do was hear, and as he walked, the cries got louder, and the laughter more sinister. He wondered if he was even moving, and as he looked down, his breathing intensified as he felt and saw a black stickiness start to envelop his legs. Razor tried to move, but could not, and as he fell, he sank, into what felt like a huge vat of tar. Razor only barely managed to cry out, and the substance flowed into his mouth, suffocating and bitter...*
*Razor awoke with a jolt, and immediately felt grateful that he did not scream, even though he had wanted to. He squirmed a little beneath his covers, noticing it still dark out, and, with a troubled mind, tried to make sense of his dream.*
Razor *thinking*: Why would I dream about falling into tar? That doesn't make sense. I couldn't see anything, maybe I was already in it? No, then why was I able to breathe? It was something, Razor, ignore it, there's nothing to worry about...
*Thinking this, Razor went back to sleep.*
~The Next Day~
*Once again, Razor was one of the last ones out to the van, and they all headed over to the skatepark to give their demo.*
Location: Los Angeles, California: Tony Hawk Memorial Skatepark
Time: 12:00 PM
*Razor came into the skatepark, and noticed that people were already finding seats, even though he was told earlier that the demo started at one; a full hour later. Razor noticed the halfpipe and the connecting fullpipe, but he knew that the vert demo was not until much later than the street demo, and followed the skaters down to the street course, where most of the people waited. Razor noticed that there were quite a few sets of stairs that headed down to the street course, and he smiled as he thought of all the stuff he might be able to do with it. As he got down to the area where the demo was, his smile grew as he saw a cordon keeping the observers out of the street 'course.' Razor got inside the area, and began to practice his freestyle, knowing that it was a good way to get himself going. He flipped up into a rail stand, doing a rail flip to another rail stand, flipping it down into an anti-casper, then to a casper, then casper flipped, and flipped out. As he landed, he started doing endovers, keeping his balance through them, then started walking the dog, just doing several different pivots on his board, making sure he was ready for the demo that would start in about an hour. He saved anything very difficult, that was not freestyle, not wanting to burn everything he had on the people who were there a little early, which was now quite a crowd. He knew he didn't look like he never did this before, because the others were doing the same.*
Location: Los Angeles: Tony Hawk Memorial Skatepark: Street Course
Time: Showtime: 1:00 PM
*Razor smiled as he saw everybody collect at one quarterpipe, and got on top of the quarterpipe with them. Razor watched as a couple of them started going on the course, and almost instantly Razor headed over to where the cordon that lined up with the staircases was.*
Razor: Hey, guys… *heading under the cordon* you might want to clear a little right there.
*The people near him looked at each other for a moment, then separated as best as they could a narrow alley, giving Razor a place to skate up to the cordon. Razor smiled, thanked them, and headed up the staircases. As he got up the top one, he was confronted with a couple of skaters, pointing down at the street course, indicating that's where they needed to go. Razor turned around, and skated to the staircase, clearing the first set of stairs, and as he landed, he noticed that the ones he cleared away a little, were watching him, and started cheering, drawing more views. Razor just shrugged, and darkslid down the second staircase. He heard more cheers as he landed, and after a moment, did an impossible down the final staircase, turning as he landed to get lined up with the strip of land he had been given in order to get into the course. Nearly all eyes were on him as he ollied over the cordon, doing a one and a half flip over it, landing in a casper. He didn't slide very far, and he flipped out almost as soon as he landed. He gave a quick push off with his back foot, heading up one side of a ramp, quickly noticing that someone else was coming from the other side. Razor angled his ride up just a little away from the guy, and did a 180 kickflip over the funbox, while the other skater did a 360 flip to his left, the 360 flip being in better view of most of the audience. The audience cheered as they both landed, and Razor did a rock to fakie on the quarterpipe ahead of him, riding back up the ramp and doing a fakie kickflip underflip. He was disappointed to see that the person didn't do something in front of him again, and as he rode up the other quarterpipe, he popped out, looking up at the skater who had taken a break, it seemed.*
Razor: You didn't think I… meant to cut you off, do you?
Skater: No…
Razor: Okay…
*The conversation ended there, and it wasn't long, but Razor
just had to know if the Skater felt that way. He said he didn't, and he sounded
as though he meant it, so Razor didn't worry about it. Razor dropped back in,
doing a 180 Blacksmith, a trick of his own invention involving doing a 180 into
a darkslide, the darkslide sliding at a smith-like angle to the rail. He smiled
as he rode away, hearing all sorts of cheers from the crowd. Feeling a bit in a
testing mood, Razor got up into a handstand on his board, riding a little bit
before flipping the board with his hands like a 360 flip, landing cleanly and
riding off. Some of the crowd watched him, some watched others, but those that
watched him were cheering him on. Razor stopped in a tail stop, pivoting around
to face the crowd a little, and he began to wonder how many of them enjoyed
freestyle. He flipped his board up into a pogo, wrapped around, and landed in a
switch-foot pogo, doing a truck transfer. He let the board down into a
truckstand, and did a spin there, afterwards falling into a rail stand. From
the rail stand, he simply flipped out, and started to spacewalk his board away
from his little piece of crowd that seemed to already like him so much. It
struck him as odd that most of them in this section were hedgehogs, the other
main species in the group, humans. Even if he wasn't the only hedgehog pro, the
skaters were saying things that would suggest he was… and that he was doing a
good job representing. Razor smiled as he skated away, taking a break on top of
one of the quarterpipes, allowing the small section of people to divert their
attention to other skaters. Besides, he was thirsty, and he knew there was a
cooler of water up on top of the quarterpipe he went to. He enjoyed the water
for a moment, and dropped in about 15 minutes later, when the skater he nearly
ran into earlier came up. He stopped, and realized the fellow looked familiar.*
Razor: Eric, right?
Skater: Yeah…
Razor: I thought you looked familiar… You kick, man.
*Eric just nodded, and Razor dropped down the quarterpipe, watching as a sort of follow the leader started to come together. Razor fell into it, in the back of the line, and followed the first person's trick, which was kind of hard seeing as all 16 skaters were participating except Eric, who was starting to join in behind Razor. Razor watched as the first guy did a 360 flip over a funbox, and watched as the next person did a Bigspin flip instead.*
Razor *thinking*: Okay, just a trickline, that works too...
*As Razor got up to the ramp, he did a 540 Flip, and as he landed, he heard some cheers from the section, and Razor couldn't help but laugh to himself.*
Razor *thinking*: They are treating me like I'm already a legend or something.
*Razor chuckled, and noticed that the trickline was still
heading up the quarter pipe, and as he went up it, he did a simple enough casper
stall on the coping, and flipped down fakie. The line was going over the funbox
again, this time following a grind pattern. Razor did a kickflip to blunt on
the ledge on top of the funbox when it was his turn, and then he noticed that
the group was starting to go back up on top of the quarterpipe. Razor smiled,
and popped out, thinking nothing of it. There was no way the demo was already
over. They had been there for about 2 hours. There was no way that was all to
the street demo. Razor saw a couple of skaters start to drop back in, and he
smiled as he remembered the ledge. He looked back at it, and noticed a ledge on
top of the ledge. An ideal place to combo. Razor went up the funbox, did a 360
Flip, and did a nosemanual on the taller ledge, then flipped the board over to
a darkslide on the smaller ledge, sliding it down. Razor slid across the coping
of the quarterpipe, and accidentally slid off the edge. Not being unaccustomed
to unexpected things, Razor just aligned himself, and landed cleanly, making it
look like it was done on purpose. The demo continued in much this fashion for
another hour or so, and afterwards, Razor found himself just hanging around the
street course while the others signed autographs. After a moment, though, he
started to walk away, and was stopped by a teenage hedgehog, that looked about
his age, red-furred, with black streaks in his hair.*
Hedgehog: Man, that was the greatest… you shred…
Razor: Thanks…
Hedgehog *brandishing a small notebook and pen*: Can I have your autograph?
Razor *taking pen and notebook, looking for a spot to put his name*: No problem.
*Razor found a spot to put his name, and a little extra room around it. He signed his name, and gave the book and pen back to someone who he would really classify as his peer, not really seeing the importance of his signature.*
Hedgehog: Hey, thanks man!
Razor: You coming back tomorrow?
Hedgehog: You bet I am…
Razor: Awesome…
*Razor offered the red hedgehog a high five, and the hedgehog returned it. The
skaters were starting to go towards the bus, and Razor began to follow.*
Razor: Later man…
Hedgehog: Later!
*Razor got on the bus, and waited for it to pull away, heading back to the hotel.*