Prologue:

I was a respected man in the community once, a man all the kids looked up to. I was involved in one of the cities most entertaining pastimes, Stock Racing. I was known in the community as one of the best, if not the best stock car drivers. I've made numerous records in this city alone for hitting the fastest times and getting first place almost if not every time I ever did a race. At times I felt as if I was the car itself...racing towards the finish line. (It shows Sam Boomer shaking hands with numerous people and flashes of multiple wins in first place with a giant platinum trophy with one last slow pan before he finishes another race, him smiling confidently)

Hell I managed to meet my wife at my career, she was a reporter on the Harbor City Sports Channel or something like that, I'm not sure but after we did an interview we talked and hit it off. We started dating, got married and eventually had a kid, also named Sam. We were happy, and at the present time we were all excited for this race I was involved in, this race would've gotten me into the BIG time. Not just the Harbor City, but the U.S. League. That was where all the happy times stopped however. (It shows Sam meeting his wife in an interview with him looking into her eyes with an eventual fade into a church with Pastor Jeremiah watching as they read their vows to each other with then a quick flash to Sam's wife in the hospital about to give birth. It then shows all three of them in their own house with multiple plaques of Sam's achievements on the wall. When it shows the reflection of Sam and his family it shows the dead bodies of the wife and child with Sam's head being decapitated before thunder strikes and brings them back to normal)

I remember when I was in the race that I managed to pass everyone as usual. All I remember after that was crash, one crashed into one, another crashed into another, and at the very end all I remember was a car driving through the opposite way and hitting me straight on. I just remember a jolt of pain and then….nothing. (It shows him driving in front with a fast pointed object flying right by and landing in front of him, a giant explosion leading to Sam dodging it and it blowing up other competitors, with Sam looking in the back wondering what's going on only for another car to drive right into him with some flashes of the car upside down and him being injured in the car)

I don't really know what I feel or how I feel it or how I even remember but I woke up on a slab on the morgue. Not that I could see, I couldn't see anything. I went blind, and when I went to feel my eyes there weren't any...because there wasn't a head to begin with. (It then shows quick flashes of light and an intense blur swaying from right to left)

My senses were overloading and somehow I could make out a grainy image of a crazed man jumping into the race track and stealing my head, decapitated in the accident. I don't even know what happened to my wife or son but the only thing I could think of was to drive, just like I did earlier. (It shows a bald man jumping into the road with a huge dagger and preparing to cut it up. It then shows Sam looking up while being cut where his wife and child sat with flashes of debris crashing into and crushing them. It then fades slowly into Sam's eyes with it panning back out to show that his corpse is decapitated and the car out on the street, decapitated corpse in the driver's seat, hands stapled onto the wheel. 12 Pak then drives out into the night.)

I drove to the junkyard under these instincts and met a mysterious man, a man named Calypso. He told me that he gave these instincts to me, the jolt of energy somehow and made me a deal. He could give me back my head, my sight, everything; but under one condition: I survive his contest. I couldn't, hell I wouldn't say no. I accepted and prepared for an unknown, and uncertain future. (It shows the gates slowly opening with Calypso walking out of the shadows, walking up to the car and talking. It shows thoughts of previous happy memories by Sam Boomer then a cut back to Calypso. It then shows 12-Pak driving off into the night.)

Arenas:

Suburban Terror- "I'm back...nothing feels right...how am I speaking...thinking….I don't even have a head...what is this?"

Junkyard- "All I know right now is that I need to kill...I want to get my head back...this doesn't feel right but I have to.."

Ghetto- "I can't even move my body right now...everything is blurry. I just know my hands are on the wheel and that's it.."

Harbor Shopping Plaza- "So many people….screaming. They aren't like the screams in the arena, those were of love...this is of fear….what have I become?"

Harbor City- "This city is my arena, and no one, I mean NO ONE will stop me"

Rooftops- "If I can jump ramps in the arena I can sure as hell survive a couple of rooftops in the city."

Stadium Slaughter- "I used to race here a long time ago...racing...my one passion. I miss you so much…the only racing I'm involved in now is racing against my own death"

Middle:

(Shows the final destruction of Minion, with Sam Boomer looking at the wreckage in the stadium, crows fly over the fire)

I used to live, eat and breathe at this stadium, this stadium was the place of memories, good or bad. My childhood was bred here, this sport was more of a father to me than my own father, this was everything to me. It was taken away from me...people like….like this fucking freak in the tank. (Shows Minion crawling out of the wreckage, with 12-Pak dropping a rope from the bac of the car and tying it around Minion's head; rope attached to the back of his car, with him driving off, then fade to flashbacks of Sam driving as a young man and looking at a picture of himself with a trophy, tearing up. It then shows Sam Boomer driving 12-Pak around the stadium with Minion dragged by the back, head smashing into the ground repeatedly)

Driving around like this...it brings so many memories back now…it makes me feel alive! Well it did at first..it started out as very good memories, of when I used to win, celebrate with my family, the smile on little Sammy's face...then it switched to that day, the day that ruined my life. (Shows a smile go across Sam Boomer's face, then sudden flashes to winning first place, kissing his wife and holding up his son...then it flashes to a dark image of the both of them being crushed by debris)

It was after the crash...after everything happened. A blurry image of a man came into play…I couldn't see him at first, but one of the last things I remember was this man getting out a sharp dagger and slicing me up real good. After that there was nothing, just me on a slab. I don't even know how I remember being on that slab. But I do remember a middle aged man with his son, a kid of a really young age. He fit in my body some sort of machine to keep my body functioning and to be able to sort of see and hear. The man had a wicked smile. (Shows a blur of a bald man wielding a huge dagger and cutting into him, blood smearing across the screen and then a flash to a blurry dark room, only lights being on him being laid down on a table. It then flashes to a light of the bald man with a young child in the back, playing with a yellow taxi cab toy. It then shows from Calypso's view point a weird frankenstein-esque combination: a husk of a dead body with multiple tubes going into where the head used to be, barely keeping itself alive via electrical shocks. It then shows a close up of the man's face, bald and with a giant scar near his eye smiling devilishly)

He talked to me, a dead corpse, about how he was gonna drop the young boy off with a family. But before he did he looked at my corpse, and produced a wicked smile. It was the same man at the track, the one who cut off my head for his amusement. He told me he was a huge fan and wanted something to remember me by, which is why he staged everything. It wasn't even an accident, everything that happened was on purpose.. And he told me his name….Calypso. And that he would be seeing me very...very soon. (It shows Calypso smiling while talking, prodding his body with scalpels and electrical wires, it then flashes to the man cutting into him at the stadium cutting him up, with Sweet Tooth passing right behind him as he goes and shoots down other racers. It then flashes to the bald man's mouth, whispering his name into the near dead corpse's area where the head rested at.)

I'm not surprised at the end of the day, I always knew there was something weird about this guy. I'll tell you what, I may not be able to do anything with my body at the moment, but I promise you this. When I'm done here, he's going to give me back my fucking head so I can function like a normal human being...one way or the other. (Shows Sam Boomer finally smashing the corpse of Minion on a wall, splattering and breaking every bone in his body before driving off.)

Arenas Part II:

Railyard- "Calypso….YOU caused this...I'm gonna get my answers whether you like it or not"

Death Port and Docks- "I can't believe it...I was specifically targeted for this...if I knew this is what racing would get me I would've quit years ago"

Carnival of Darkness- "And I thought my life was a dark, brooding mess…"

SCenter- "Even the memories that are flooding back into my mind are foggy and blurry at best...How do I even remember such things? I don't have a brain.."

Sewer- "This isn't the worst arena I've ever been too to be honest, Midtown is a much shittier place to go. The whole city might as well have been the arena"

Prison Yard- "I feel...Powerful! The gas is going, the engine's revving….I feel invincible! I'm so close...I must make it!"

Harbor Military Base- "Not even the military will stop me from getting my goddamn head back!"

Harbor City Airport- "One more step to getting my head back, Calypso better have the answers I seek"

Ending:

It was time...it was time to reclaim my life, my brain, my property; skin and flesh, from the man who took it from me: Calypso. The only thing I want now is to either be whole again or to be released from life from this body, it's too much for me to handle anymore (It shows lightning striking on a rooftop, 12 Pak slowly driving into the blimp, lifeless corpse and all)

Calypso was surprised when I showed up on his doorstep, the functioning frankenstein monster that I am, somehow able to function without a brain, a central nervous system. Nothing made sense, but Calypso knew that through all of that I would survive, but he just didn't know for how long. I drove up to him, unable to even speak. But he knew what I wanted. (It shows a close up of Sam Boomer's lifeless body, a little bit of blood leaking from the area which was once his head. It then quickly pans over to Calypso's throne, where he had Sam's head in a jar on the small table next to him)

"So...you want your head back hmm? You already know that I molded you into the person you are now. I find it to be much better the way you are now. But as you are the winner...your wish will be granted, you will have your head back Mr. Boomer." I was hoping for it to be put back on my body not given to me where I can't even put it back myself. (It shows one of Calypso's bodyguards picking up the jar and bringing it over to Sam Boomer's car, putting the jar into the seat next to him, the head somehow drooling and looking like a savant idiot.)

"You said you wanted your head, I didn't say I would put it back onto your body. Besides….it's not like that would change anything anyways…" I stared at him again, waiting for him to elaborate. (It shows Calypso's face, smiling devilishly as he stands up from his throne)

"Since you can't talk i'll just tell you what the twist is...in that morgue. I gave you life via the science that came from the little brat and his dead dad. When I put you on the slab, I experimented on you to test out something new, original! There are times when we didn't have enough contestants or contestants that were eager to join but were..expendable. I decided that In order for the competition to continue on when the contestants died we would have the competition in your arena to procure a test subject...mainly you with your love of cars and all" (It shows Calypso's workshop with blueprints and pictures of brains, with Sam Boomer's head being dissected on it; Calypso then looks back on his body lying on the slab in the morgue. It then flashes to multiple cars blowing up and dying throughout the Twisted Metal competition. It then shows flashes to Calypso looking over a race from the top of a hill down below on the arena, letting off a small smile with a picture of Sam Boomer and his family from the newspaper)

"But what was your experiment you might ask. Well if you're thinking that it was to take your head and use it to make some sort of frankenstein experiment monster, you're wrong….it was to bind you to the car. You've driven all of your life Sam, even said at one point that you wanted to be the car at times...racing to the finish line. I merely gave you your wish, I tied your soul, your body, even your brain to the car...your head doesn't even have your brain Sam, if it did you probably wouldn't even be able to think and move...I did this so I can give you as I should say, drive. The head was meaningless, it has nothing in it except it's basic body parts, some electric movements inside keeping it alive. If you were to explode once in the contest you would be permanently dead. (It shows Calypso taking out vital organs from the body and planting them within the hood of the car, where it then flashes to Calypso taking Sam's soul out of his body after the conversation and putting that into the car as well, with horrific flashes of Sam smiling and driving compared to Sam's decapitated corpse driving. It then pans over to the head and shows what the inside looks like….no brain, just electricity and strange machinery. It then finally shows 12-Pak itself, the corpse finally slouching over, hands off the wheel yet the engine revs up violently)

I was horrified, in my confused state I was wondering why I felt so strange….the only feeling I have now was anger..he turned my love of driving and my love of my own family into some sick game that could be controlled. So I did the only thing I felt I could do, I wouldn't let him control or provoke my actions. I left the arena with my head in tow. I'll get my revenge one day, get someone to fix me up. Or maybe die trying if I have to. But Calypso knows he's made a new enemy now, one capable of entering into his contest to destroy him if he wanted to. Sam Boomer bows to no one. (It continues on the shot of the engine revving up violently, tires screeching as he does a 180 and drives out of the blimp and into the darkness, with Calypso smiling with satisfaction as everything suddenly goes to black)

Note: I apologize yet again for the late chapter, I'm gonna try to knock out two more chapters in the coming days and then I'll be gone for a bit while I finish off the last couple. This chapter was a bit difficult for me so if there's any criticism you want to put out there go for it