Because I felt bad… I'm trying to keep up with this story as well as everything else in my life…. *sigh* this is going to be hard.

I miss Daddy Hudson =D

And now… on with the story!

Rings of Fate:

Chapter 4:

*"Huh?" Doc grunted, "and I thought it was going to be important."

McQueen's face was dumfounded, "Doc! Something was out there last night! I swear!"

"That could be any critter in the woods."

"Yeah, but what about the second noise?"

Doc thought about that for a split second, "You watch one too many horror movies…" He said as he turned away from him and headed toward the town.

"But-But-But I didn't watch any scary movies!" *

Doc felt himself chuckle at himself as he heard the words echo past him. 'Sure Hotshot.' He thought to himself as he kept his normal pace towards town. He did need something more than just a can of oil, and he wasn't going to let Lightning's over active imagination stand in his way.

He paused a little in his stride when he caught something behind him… Was Lightning ever going to let anything just go unsettled?

But no… that couldn't be Lightning… the engine was too quite.

"Hey," The soft voice called to him causing a crooked smile to form on the Hornet's features. Nope, not Lightning at all. He found himself slowing down just a touch.

"What's the hurry?" She asked again as she finally caught up with the Hornet. Her Midnight eyes questioned him playfully.

"There is no hurry." Doc felt that crooked smile grow as he faced back towards the town.

"Then… Why the fast pace?"

"Fast?" He took a second to study his speed... "Since when is 32 fast?" He glanced back at her shooting a bit of a confused glance.

She found herself half shrugging, "Well, I was hoping that… oh well never mind it's quite childish of me."

Hudson was not only confused at this point… but now curious. He found himself slowing down…32…28…24….21... "Hoping for what?"

Kendal chuckled… was that nervousness in her chuckle? "Don't worry about it, it's nothing."

18…15…

"Well it seems to be something." Hudson raised a frame at her unusual behavior.

"No not really." Kendal's eyes drifted as far away from him as possible.

…12…8…

"And you clam I'm a mystery." Hudson found his charm coming back to him slowly. His smile curved even more, his eyes were warm as he tried getting her attention. "And yet I can't seem to understand you."

Her face started hitting a different shade as that pure smile came a crossed her face which that alone, came as a rarity.

6…2…0… as the Hornet finally came to a full stop.

"What is on your mind?" Hudson asked in a soft tone, finally catching the attention of the Chrysler 300.

Her eyes got caught in his. His eyes, the soft crystal, the crooked smile of his… She smiled back, "Your quite the charmer."

"Well, I certainly was back in my day. Kind of lost it with time." Hudson chuckled at himself. "I guess that's what happens when you get old."

Kendal rolled her eyes, getting another questioning look from Hudson. "What was that for?" He asked as he let his mind wonder off.

She shook her head, "No I didn't mean at you. I meant at Quinn."

Hudson's playfulness fell as pure confusion masked his features. "Kendal, you're really confusing me." He chuckled weakly.

Kendal nodded in a direction. "It looks like he's attracting some attention."

Hudson looked in the direction that Kendal had motioned before. He was closer to the town then what he thought. The road was a spitting distance and so was the flock of cars that sat at Flo's V8 café. The dark red Dodge sat cornered of the café, surrounded by the town folk a wide grin was plastered on his face.

"Should I be concerned?" Hudson spoke with clarity as he looked back over at Quinn's "mother figure" for those… dark times…

"I don't know." She smiled as wonder filled her eyes. "Let's go see what the commotions about."

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"Do that again!" Luigi cried out in excitement. "That was in-credible!"

"Well, I guess it was 'Incredible'." Quinn chuckled at that state of fact.

"No man! That was scary good!" Ramone put in, "how'd ya do that?"

"Ah, it's a long story." Quinn smiled nervously as the 'feeling trapped' vibe that he was getting was starting to affect him.

"Do another one! Do another one!" Mater hopped up and down on his rusted springs.

"Another… what?"

The crowding town folk turned to their Judge, Doctor, and beloved friend, Doc, with Kendal not too far behind him.

"Oh ya missed it Doc! That there feller can copy our voices!" Mater quickly answered Doc's question.

And that's when it dawned on him. The town doesn't know anything about Quinn's gift. And by the looks of it, it won't be long.

"Really now?" Doc asked as if he didn't know, keeping his eyes locked on Quinn. "What did he do?" He asked, not really to the town, but to the 'center of attention'.

"Oh he wus just talkin' like Lightnin' just a second ago. And then he wus talkin' like you, and then talkin' like … uh… that ah that feller… "

"Wait" Doc's eyes narrowed on Quinn, "He was mimicking me?"

"Yeah! Do it again! Do it again!" Mater chanted towards Quinn, who at this time… was feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Well… I can do more than just do voices…" Quinn slowly moved himself from the corner so he had more room to move around in. "its part of my gift, like what Alice and Kendal has, I have a gift as well. I can mimic anyone. Both voice…" His sugar brown eyes allowed the copper ring to flow into his eyes… his body quickly shifted to the familiar Cobalt blue 1951 Hudson, " and Looks." The copy's voice was a little rough, just like the now annoyed Hornet's.

"I thought you would never copy me without my permission?" Doc's voice was a little harsh making the other "Doc" flinch.

"Well…" The copy quickly morphed into none other than the soft blue Porsche, Sally, "Technically, You're present when I'm mimicking you . Therefore you know that I'm you… Well at least I was." The copies light voice chuckled, as the now blue eyes rolled, "You know what I mean!"

Doc raised a windshield unimpressed, un amused, and unfazed by his natural talent, "Quinn…"

The copy of Sally's expression fell when Doc's mood didn't change. So the copy changed… a green/blue Mustang appeared in place of the Sally clone. The Mustang copy smiled innocently as the violet eyes widened in plea. "Please… Be nice to me… I'm good I swear."

Doc's hard eyes softened a touch. He was good at mimicking folk. He had to give him that. Even though…. Doc sighed, He hated it when Quinn used it against him.

The town looked as though they were seeing a dream! Their eyes wide with shock and their expressions full of wonder and… thirsting for more!

Doc chuckled. "Well, got to give you some credit. That's quite impressive! Why don't you show the town what you got."

The copy of the Mustang smiled widely, "Really?!?"

The Mustang quickly shrunk to the little yellow Fiat, "Thank You Doc! I couldn't be happyier!"

Luigi squealed with delight "Look Guido! It's a me! He copied me!"

The copy of the Fiat morphed into the one and only sea foam green Café owner, "mmm Hmm" the copy agreed, "Hey honey, What can I do for you on this fine morn'?" The copy's soulful voice seemed to complete the impression of Flo.

Flo couldn't help but laugh at her copy, "That's me! I can sure see myself sayin' that."

Ramone rubbed up on her side, "Yes but the copy is not as beautiful as the real thing."

Flo's smile grew twice in size as she snuggled up alongside her husband.

The copy morphed into none other than Lightning McQueen. The cope mimicked his stance, his smile and Lightning's… 'charm', "Ka-Chow!" He said the well known phrase of the Hotshot, getting a laugh from the Crew Chief.

"No surprise you got him down." Doc laughed, "Too bad he wasn't here to see this!"

"Yeah, he wouldn't like it. It wouldn't be good if his agent saw me like this..." then a smirk appeared on the copy's face. "Or else…"

The red paint morphed into black and white, a badge painted on his side… From the Racer to the Law. " the law would get involved!" He spoke with the same tone Sheriff would have used if he pulled someone over. Everyone was laughing the whole entire time, this was not only impressive… but entertaining!

The copy of Sheriff rolled around the small circle as he looked at each of the spectators faces, "Alright! Who in the right minds would ever cross the likes of me!" The copy of the sheriff said in a mocking tone.

"I would."

The town stopped laughing… and the sheriff Copy's face fell when it locked eyes… with the original Sheriff…

His face was stone, emotions unreadable…

"Ahh…" The copy spoke as it morphed into the original Dark Red Dodge.

"Impersonating an officer?" He asked with a serious tone. The town watched the two with unsure eyes…

"Not in a negative way Sir." He said as his words were faint. His sugar brown eyes let the ring fade… as his poor eyes started to roll to the back of his head… as he crashed onto the ground. Quinn passed out.

Sheriff laughed, "Geez, I didn't mean to scare the kid that bad!"

Doc was about to rush over to Quinn's side. But Kendal bet him too it. She rested her tire on several spots on Quinn sides. "No… It's not that at all Sheriff. Quinn passed out from Ring Exhaustion. He's never used his gift like this before."

"Is he alright?" Doc asked with concern in his voice.

"Yup, when he wakes up, he'll be just like his ol' self." Kendal chuckled. "Then Sheriff will have his tires full again."