"Listen! Why do I have to drive?"
"Because Christian you're the youngest!"
"But I've have just as much as you two!"
"Not technically, Kane's had more than us, we were dancing and..."
"Can we just go!" Kane screamed from the backseat of Hurricane's car. "It's bad enough that we're half pissed but driving a car that we're not licensed to drive will get us in deeper shit and I want to save Shane!"
Christian nodded and started the engine with the keys. He drove off pretty quickly; Edge put his seat belt on. He looked out of the window and shook his head.
"You know if Christian crashes the car Kane will be dead before any of us."
"I haven't got my seat belt on either."
"Jason Reso you put that seat beat on right now!"
" Listen if Kane doesn't have to I don't!"
"Christian you put it on..."
"Shut up!" Kane yelled grabbing his head leaning back into the seat. The two in the front realized he wasn't in the right mood to be messed with so they glared t each other and let Christian drive without any further interruptions.
"This may be a stupid question, but does anyone know where we're going? I mean we've been driving around for ages now and can I be frank for a moment?"
"Sure but can I still be Christian!" Christian turned to Edge, grinned and stuck out his tongue.
"How can you smile at a time like this? Shane's gone and we don't know where he is." There was silence for a minute after Kane's outburst. Christian sighed deeply and parked the car on the side of the street so they could think of what to do next. Kane folded his arms and tilted his head t the side so it was resting on the car window.
"This is hopeless. We might as well face it we're not going to find Shane. We have no idea where he is so how are we going to get him back?" Christian sighed again and rested his head on the steering wheel.
"Hold that thought."
"Edge what is it?"
"That van. It was at the club. I only caught a glimpse of the guy who was driving, he was wearing a Kane mask." Edge's voice lowered at the end.
"WHAT!" Kane stared straight in-between Edge and Christian through the windshield at the van, which was now at the end of the street. "Christian! Why are you not driving? Shane is probably in that van. Get following it now, NOW!"
"Yes sir!" Christian slammed his foot down on the accelerator. The Porsche shot forward and screeched round the corner after the white van.
"Christian drove steadily after the van not to close and not to far away. Kane was beginning to think it was a wild goose chase as the van seemed to be going around in circles until the van pulled inside a warehouse next to a large field and they saw a flash of green getting pulled inside.
"Come on, lets go and get Shane!" edge stepped out of Shane's green Porsche; he did an impression of the Hurricane and shouted, "Stand back there's an Edge comin through!"
"That was so lame." Kane shook his head and walked slowly towards the warehouse.
"Because Christian you're the youngest!"
"But I've have just as much as you two!"
"Not technically, Kane's had more than us, we were dancing and..."
"Can we just go!" Kane screamed from the backseat of Hurricane's car. "It's bad enough that we're half pissed but driving a car that we're not licensed to drive will get us in deeper shit and I want to save Shane!"
Christian nodded and started the engine with the keys. He drove off pretty quickly; Edge put his seat belt on. He looked out of the window and shook his head.
"You know if Christian crashes the car Kane will be dead before any of us."
"I haven't got my seat belt on either."
"Jason Reso you put that seat beat on right now!"
" Listen if Kane doesn't have to I don't!"
"Christian you put it on..."
"Shut up!" Kane yelled grabbing his head leaning back into the seat. The two in the front realized he wasn't in the right mood to be messed with so they glared t each other and let Christian drive without any further interruptions.
"This may be a stupid question, but does anyone know where we're going? I mean we've been driving around for ages now and can I be frank for a moment?"
"Sure but can I still be Christian!" Christian turned to Edge, grinned and stuck out his tongue.
"How can you smile at a time like this? Shane's gone and we don't know where he is." There was silence for a minute after Kane's outburst. Christian sighed deeply and parked the car on the side of the street so they could think of what to do next. Kane folded his arms and tilted his head t the side so it was resting on the car window.
"This is hopeless. We might as well face it we're not going to find Shane. We have no idea where he is so how are we going to get him back?" Christian sighed again and rested his head on the steering wheel.
"Hold that thought."
"Edge what is it?"
"That van. It was at the club. I only caught a glimpse of the guy who was driving, he was wearing a Kane mask." Edge's voice lowered at the end.
"WHAT!" Kane stared straight in-between Edge and Christian through the windshield at the van, which was now at the end of the street. "Christian! Why are you not driving? Shane is probably in that van. Get following it now, NOW!"
"Yes sir!" Christian slammed his foot down on the accelerator. The Porsche shot forward and screeched round the corner after the white van.
"Christian drove steadily after the van not to close and not to far away. Kane was beginning to think it was a wild goose chase as the van seemed to be going around in circles until the van pulled inside a warehouse next to a large field and they saw a flash of green getting pulled inside.
"Come on, lets go and get Shane!" edge stepped out of Shane's green Porsche; he did an impression of the Hurricane and shouted, "Stand back there's an Edge comin through!"
"That was so lame." Kane shook his head and walked slowly towards the warehouse.