Okay, my beloved readers and reviewers. I'm sorry I haven't updated in a coon's age. (I learned that from my grandfather. It sounded kinda cute.) However, I swear that I will update more often now that the new year has come.

*tosses virtual cookies*

Thank you for being so patient with me!!!

Chapter Four: My Race, My Pride, My Honour

Erak stepped forward. "S-"
"Silverdawn," she automatically corrected.
"Silverdawn, are you sure about this?"
She held up a sheet of paper and deliberately misunderstood his question. "Of course I am. I have the team roster right here."
He sighed. "Silverdawn, why?"
"Because I must. I have my confidence that I can make him eat my dust."
"Let Snowarrow race him!"
"No. Eduardo's my problem. Not his. Plus, I have a plan. 'Blade, I want to double race with you. You get where I'm going?"
"Yes. I always do, don't I?"
"No. This is the first time this week."
There was weak laughter. "All right everyone, it goes like this."

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Team Herald flew like the Arrows they were named for. Joseph beat Iceblade by three seconds, giving Tracey a nice heads-up. Tracey swept away her opponent with an additional point five seconds. Porsha, much to Team Heralds amusement, literally left burned rubber on the pavement when she shot off.
Ty and Sarah were having a double race, heads-on. She revved her engine and relaxed, though her nerves were killing her.
:Don't worry, beloved. I am here with you,: said a voice.
She jumped slightly, causing Ty's concerned inquery of, "Are you alright, Sarah?"
"I'm fine. Just jumpy."
"That's obvious," he replied over the mike. His laughter met her scowl.
"Riders, ready? Set. GO!!!!!"
She shot off, leaving Ty behind. He caught up, though, a moment later.
"Nice one, Sarah."
"That's why you love 'del and not me. She's not tempermental!"
"Is that jealousy?" he asked as they rounded the first curve and the other team raced off.
"Hell no! I like my men to have brains and brawn, not stupidity and femininity."
"Oh, you're gonna pay. Insulting my manhood."
She laughed and they rounded the second curve. "Ready for turn around?"
"Yes."
As one, they spun around and shot past the first curve of the return trip. "Time for a stunt," she said and jumped on the body of her bike.
"Sarah!"
"Chicken?"
"No." Muttering curses on the stiff necks of imbecilic women and foolish teenagers with a death wish, he matched her motions.

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Erak watched as they sailed in. She leapt off her bike, turned off the engine, and ran to him.
"Thanks, Jason."
He smiled at his Chosen. "For what?"
"For understanding and not stopping me."
He received a Mindtouch and answered it.
:Erak, are you ready?:
:Not quite, Darkwind. I do have something I want to Gate to you, though. Can you establish?:
:Sure.:
Just as a black hole, a rip in time, space, and dimension, appeared, Eduardo raced up. Erak walked forward and shoved him into the Gate.
:This him?:
:Yeah. He's a rapist. Don't be kind to him.:
:We won't. Why'd you send him here?:
:Assault on two Heraldic trainees. Sarah, Chosen by me, and Tracey, Chosen of Carmanda.:
:Ouch.: Darkwind broke the link.
Sarah ran forward, grabbing his shoulders. "What the hell are you? And tell the truth, Erak!"
She looked stunned. "You're name is Erak, isn't it? It's not Jason."
Her voice was small and her face looked scared.
Sheesh, what'd I do to deserve this mess?

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Okay. It's short, I know. However, I swear that the chapters start getting a lot longer after this. I know, because I wrote them down on notebook paper first.

Just review, please!?