Disclaimer-Chapter 1

Sos it's a bit short. Very busy!

The Vanquish woke up late in the morning. He was in a small motel room. He looked around and saw traffic cone décor everywhere. He opened the door and rolled out into the daylight. He jumped on his tyres for a bit before stretching and driving out to the office of the motel. A blue Porsche Carrera and a red racing car were talking inside the office. The racing car noticed the Vanquish and then gestured for the Porsche to look.

"Oh! You're awake!" She smiled. She and the racer drove over to meet him.

"Did you sleep well?" Asked the racing car.

"Like a log." Smiled the Vanquish. There was a small moment of quiet before the Aston spoke again.

"How did I get here then?" He asked. "Well you must have arrived after Stickers here…" The Porsche playfully nudged the racer, "…Went tractor tipping with Mater. They found you on their way back and Mater towed you here." "Ah, I see. Well, I've got a lot to do so I'll see you around." The Vanquish turned to leave. "Hold up!" Shouted the racer. "We don't even know your name yet!" "Call me Bond." Smiled the Vanquish. "Aston Bond."