Lisa opened her eyes and held her head. It throbbed as if she was hit by an engine. She looked around and saw five Chinese people standing over her.

"So you're finally awake," the leader said.

"What do you want?" Lisa said, standing up. Trying her best not to flinch from the guns pointed at her.

"We said you would be the payment that Dominic owed," the guy said. "We own you now."

"Bullshit you do!" Lisa snapped.

The girl walked over and grabbed Lisa by the hair.

"Ow!" Lisa complained.

The girl dragged Lisa over to a really awesome looking car, it was black with a few silver linings. It also had racing stickers and an awesome spoiler.

"What's this all about?" Lisa asked as the girl let her go and she rubbed the back of her hair from where her hair was pulled.

"We found this car near our temple driveway. There was no one in it so we took it," one of the guys said, coming to join them.

"So why are you telling me this?" Lisa said, she really didn't care. But she liked the car. Who ever owned it must have been really cool.

"We've heard that you can do up cars and make them fast racers," the guy said. "We want you to have a look at this one and see if you can make it faster and maybe make it look a little different."

Lisa sighed and went to the front of the car. She opened the hood and put the little stick in place to stop it from shutting on her. She had a look and saw everything a race car needed. Nitrous injections, turbo's, noss, hydrolics, everything.

"Well, can you make it faster?"

Lisa smiled. "Yeah, of course I can. This thing just needs a few more racing parts and she'll be a five-second racer."

"How long will it take for you to fix it?" the girl asked.

"A month at the least," Lisa said. She knew she would eventually get caught, but she was having fun.

"How can we trust you?" one of the other guys said. "You shot dead one of our friends."

"You were shooting at me!" Lisa growled. "But this will take time."
"What if you run away?" the leader growled back.

"Why would I?" Lisa said. "You own me now. I obey all orders and stay loyal no matter what. I will never run away."

The leader walked over to her and crouched down to her level, putting a hand on her cheek. "We'll trust you to keep your word. But one step out of line...." He pointed to a corner of the garage that showed an RPG leaning against the wall.

"I understand," Lisa said. "But how did you manage to get a rocket launcher?"

"That's for us to know," the guy said and walked away. "You'll stay here overnight to start work on the car."

Lisa nodded and watched as they left and she heard them locking the doors.

Idiots, she thought. I suppose they have never heard of the word 'window'.

Lisa sighed and waited a while, putting the light on and having a look at the car's interiors.

"Nice night, don't you think?"

Lisa spun around and saw a girl sitting on top of a tool cupboard.

"Who are you?" Lisa asked.

"The owner of that car," she replied. "What are you locked in here for?"

"Long story," Lisa said. "Money shit."

"I'm Sara," the girl said and jumped down from the tool cupboard, walking over to Lisa.

"I'm Lisa. Why did you leave your car in these people's driveway?"

Sara looked at the ground. "Uh.... accident..."

Lisa nearly laughed but spotted something on Sara's belt. "Why do you have a gun?"

"I'm here for a reason," Sara replied. "I have to kill the Chinese group leader before the street race tomorrow night."

"And you leaving your car in their driveway is the best way to go?" Lisa joked. "How are you planning to kill this guy. By asking him to drop dead?"

"Yeah, why not?" Sara said sarcastically and they both laughed.

"I'll make a deal with you," Lisa said. "I'll help you kill every Chinese person in this group, if you help me get away without being caught. Seeing as you came in here unnoticed."

"Unnoticed... Yeah," Sara laughed quietly, rubbing her neck.

Lisa sighed. "You came in here when they came to get me didn't you? You climbed in through a window and it smashed and on your way down you knocked nearly everything over and you struggled to find a place to hide when they came back?"

"How did you know?!" Sara took a step back.

Lisa pointed to the roof where there was a smashed window, a tall cupboard that was supposed to be standing straight was leaned against the wall with paints and stuff on the ground nearly out of sight, and the tool cupboard had a space where the tools were moved to one side.

Sara stared at the 15 year old.

"Can you break in to some place without causing obvious destruction?"

Sara looked at the ground. "Umm... I don't know. I'm only good at drag racing."

"Drag racing?" Lisa echoed. "Have you ever had an accident?"

"Quite a few," Sara said. "Why are you so interested in drag racing?"

"I used to race."

"But you're so young. You don't even look like you have a license."

"I don't have a license," Lisa looked at her. "I'm 15. But, why do you still race after an accident?"

Sara smiled at Lisa, "You've had an accident, huh?"

Lisa nodded. "A month ago, I was hit by a truck and the car rolled and blew up. I've been too scared to get into a car since. But, Brian...."

"Sit down," Sara told Lisa and they both sat down on the ground.

"My first accident was last year. I was dragging against a friend of mine. She desperately wanted to win, she ran me off the track."

Lisa listened in amazement.

"My car was going really fast and my hand hit the noss button as I went to change gears and turn around," Sara continued. "The car flew across the open field beside the track and I tried to regain control but the car started drifting and it ran into a really big tree trunk. The front of the car was split in half, on each side of the trunk and I had banged my head on the wheel. Flames started coming up from the motor and I got out as quick as I could. The car blew up just as I was a safe distance away. I was so terrified that it would happen again, I told myself I couldn't race again."

"But you did," Lisa said. "How?"

"My friends missed me at the tracks, they dragged me to a street race and I watched everybody having fun. My friends had signed me up for a race and I wasn't allowed to back down. I got into the car and my whole body was shaking violently as I revved it up, preparing for the race. When we had to race, my car sped across the track with the other three, I felt the wind in my face and the thrill of racing again."

"So, you gave into fear and raced again."

"Yes, after that I had many more accidents. But I just got up and got back into my car and drove away."

"I wish I could get over my fears," Lisa murmured. "But it's not easy for me."

Sara was about to say something when the garage door was knocked down. Lisa looked up and saw a red car, an orange car and a black car, they were all race cars.

Lisa put her head back and leaned it against the car. "Just when I thought we'd be able to get away without waking them up."

Sara and Lisa stood up and Brian, Dominic, Jessie and Micheal got out of their cars.

"What are you guys doing here?" Lisa asked. Directing her question away from Brian.

"We thought you'd need help escaping," Jessie said, he had a gun in his hand. So did the others.

Lisa had an idea. "Okay guys, Sara and I need your help."

Lisa told them her plan and they agreed.

Lisa grabbed a gun from the garage and she came back, pointing it at the Chinese temple main window with water paintings on it.

"Lisa, bad idea!" Brian said. "That will only make them more mad-"

"Shut up! I know what I'm doing," Lisa growled and shot a bullet at the main, very expensive, glass window, smashing it to the ground.

In a few moments, the group of Chinese people came running out with guns.

Everybody took cover and it turned into a gun-fight.

"Lisa, I found a way that we can get a closer shot," Lisa heard Sara say and she followed her friend further into the garage and over to the garage door for people to walk through, it was open.

They don't know how to lock things up properly do they? Lisa thought.

They looked out, they were much closer.

"I'm going to get a little closer for a better shot," Sara said and before Lisa could call her back, she had run for cover outside of the shed.

One of the guys noticed her and shot at her, missing quite a few times.

Sara started running back to Lisa, realizing it was a bad idea, but she got shot in the shoulder. She fell to the ground and cried out in pain. "I sprained my wrist!"

Lisa shook her head and saw the Chinese guy get ready for another shot but she held her gun up and shot a bullet through his neck, blood spraying the ground as he dropped dead.

Lisa ran over to Sara, who was very shocked.

"Bullet to the neck" Lisa smiled. "Instant kill. As easy as ordering pizza."

She helped her friend up and they went back inside.

Lisa heard the eery silence, no one was shooting.

Suddenly, Dominic and Brian threw the leader of the, now dead, group to the floor and held guns to his head.

"Please, I beg you!" he cried. "I won't do it again! I promise!"

Dominic and Brian lowered their guns, thinking whether or not to believe him. But Lisa saw the little smile.

She ran forward and shoved her friends out of the road before the Chinese guy could shoot them with the gun he hid behind his back and poked out from the side of his waist. The bullet flew right passed her face, leaving a small scratch with a trickle of blood rushing out. She held her gun to his head and pulled the trigger, killing him instantly.

"Thanks," Brian breathed.

Lisa froze as she heard the sound of sirens. Police sirens.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" Dominic growled. "Let's get out of here quick!"

Lisa helped Sara to her car, but she was unable to hold the steering wheel, let alone drive.

Brian jumped in his car, the others did the same.

Lisa put Sara in the passenger seat and put her seat belt on. She went around to the driver's seat and froze. She couldn't!

She clenched her fists and tried to push away the visions of the accident. She closed her eyes, trying to shut it all out. She forced the visions away and snapped open her eyes just as the cops ran into the garage with guns held up

Lisa jumped in the driver's seat and put her seat belt on, taking a deep breath and starting it up. Scared as she was, she had no other choice.

Dominic and Micheal were the first to break out of the other side of the garage, leaving a great big hole. Brian looked at Lisa in the driver's seat, she looked back at him and nodded, then he drove after his friends.

Lisa revved up the car in neutral and faced the police, the wheels were turning, but the car wasn't moving and smoke came up from the wheels.

Lisa turned the steering wheel and the car turned around on the spot. She put the car into gear and it zoomed through the hole and after her friends with cop cars in pursuit.

She sped the car down the driveway and before they reached it she heard her walkie-talkie. Micheal was talking. "Let's split up. Make it complicated for the cops."

"Done!" Lisa laughed into it and everyone went different ways.

Lisa sped down streets and the rush of the wind blew her hair behind her. Lisa had forgotten her fear in order to be able to lose the cops.

"You say you can race?" Sara said. "This isn't racing."

"You think!" Lisa said. "I've been terrified of being in a car for so long and I'm finally driving again. But if you want racing speed, you'll get it."

Lisa slammed the accelerator pedal to the floor and the car sped up, leaving the cops trailing behind. Lisa was laughing as the cops disappeared. Eventually, she came to Sara's house.

"Are you going to be okay?" Lisa asked Sara after they put the car in the garage and Lisa needed to leave.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," Sara said. "The bleeding in my shoulder stopped so I'll just treat it and I'll be better in no time."

Lisa nodded. "I have to go. Before the cops show up."

"Okay," Sara said, and when Lisa turned to leave she spoke. "Are you coming to the street race tomorrow night?"

Lisa stopped. "I don't think I'm ready to race again."

"But you got back in a car, that's the most important thing. You'll be racing again in no time at all."

Lisa nodded and walked away. She had two choices; go home to her parents, or find Brian and talk things over with him and stay with him again.

As she walked, she decided to find Brian. But she had no idea whether he'd be at home or still running from the cops.

She saw a cop car coming passed and she kept walking, she hoped it wouldn't turn around and recognize her.

The sirens came on and the car turned around.

"Shit!" Lisa growled and started running.

She ran down the street and turned into an alley, racing down it. Not bothering to look back because she knew the police car would fit.

Suddenly, Lisa tripped over a piece of metal and fell to the ground, grazing her elbow.

She jumped up and saw the cop car coming closer. She ran to the road and an orange car with racing stickers and no roof pulled up beside her. The passenger seat opened and Lisa saw her best mate.

"Just like the first day we met," Brian smiled. "You were running from the cops on foot then too. Get in."

Lisa shrugged and jumped in, putting her seatbelt on.

Brian slammed the accelerator pedal to the floor and the car raced away.

"Brian, I......" Lisa couldn't find the words to thank him, and then the words to apologize.

"Forget about it," Brian said. "I don't know why I came for you the first time, but I know why I came for you this time."

"And what would that reason be?" Lisa asked.

"You're like a little sister to me," Brian smiled. "I'm not just going to turn a blind eye when my little sister is getting chased by the cops now am I?"

Lisa looked at him. "Thank you, Brian. And... I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"You know what."

"Forget about it. I'm sorry for picking you up and forcing you to get in the car. I shouldn't have done that, knowing that you're scared."

"I'm not anymore," Lisa said. "That's why I'm here with you and not still on foot."

"So where am I taking you?" Brian said.

"Can I still stay with you?" Lisa said. "I don't want to go to my parents."

"Yeah sure."

"Brian?"

"Yeah, what?"

"Sara said there was a street race on tomorrow night. Can we go?"

"You racing?" Brian looked at her.

She nodded. "It's about time I put my fears aside. You must have been in accidents before, but you still drive like a maniac."

"Yeah, we can go."

Lisa smiled. "Brian?"

"What?"

Lisa looked at the road before looking back at him with a kids' expression. "Can I drive?"

Brian shook his head. "No way."

"Why not?! I still know how to drive!"

"I know you do," Brian looked at her. "But the cops are still chasing us. Tomorrow you can drive."

Lisa crossed her arms. "I want to drive now! Shit! Look out!"

Brian turned a corner at the fastest speed he could, but unexpectedly, there was a car pulling out of a driveway and he accidentally ran into it.

Lisa bumped her head and looked at Brian, his head was resting on the steering wheel, blood dripping from his forehead. "Brian? Are you alright?" she asked. No reply.

She took her seatbelt off and shook his shoulder. "Brian? Brian!"

She pulled him back, his eyes were shut and his body was limp.

Lisa heard sirens in the distance and she got out of the passenger seat. She opened the door on Brian's side, unbuckled his seatbelt and carried him, the best she could, to the passenger side and she put his seatbelt on. She was scared, she was sure Brian was only unconscious. But she wasn't positive.

"Is he okay?"

Lisa turned and saw the people from the car Brian hit.

"I don't think so," Lisa said and jumped in the driver's seat.

Just as the police turned the corner, Lisa hit the accelerator pedal and pushed it to the floor, speeding off.

She changed the gears and the car went a little faster. But the sirens were still pretty loud. She looked into the review mirror and saw three police cars right behind her.

She growled and sped through the streets, turning corners, trying to get away from the cops. She looked at the noss button, did she dare use it?

She looked at Brian, he would need to go to the hospital. But she couldn't take him yet, not with the cops after them.

"Lisa... Where are we?"

Lisa looked from the road back to Brian. "Still losing the police," she replied. "You hit your head pretty bad."

Brian sat up properly and Lisa was really relieved, he was alright. "I thought I said you couldn't drive."

"Well live with it," Lisa said. "You got knocked out and the cops were coming so I had to drive. And how in hell did you manage to hit that car?"

"I don't know, I wasn't expecting the car. Are you alright?"

"Are you?"

"I'm fine."

"Same."

Lisa checked the position of the police, they were still right behind her.

"Take the highway, you can lose them there," Brian suggested. "You can use noss there."

"I don't think I can use noss yet," Lisa said.

"But you want to race tomorrow. You can use it, trust me. It'll be alright."

Lisa nodded. "Okay, I'll do it. Then you're going to the hospital."

"Damn."

Lisa took a turnoff to the highway and sped up the road. Holding her finger over the noss button.

She dodged in and out of cars and trucks and tried to find a long space to start using noss. She came behind a truck and she drove beside it.

The police cars sped up and drove beside her, aiming guns at the wheels. "Pull over!" one cop growled.

"Catch me if you want me to pull over," Lisa smiled and poked her tongue out.

The police cars boxed her in on the road, one beside her, one behind her and one in front. The truck on her other side.

"We'll shoot your wheels!" the cop on her side said.

Lisa panicked, if they shot the wheels, both her and Brian were toast.

"Lisa, just think," Brian said. "You can get out of this."

Lisa looked around, on the other side of the truck was another driving lane, or at least what she was prepared to call it.

"We'll give you 10 seconds," the policeman growled.