Militia Force

Chapter 6- Day 5

I was standing on the roof of a building taller than the Holmes building on Threshold Nova, and that's about five miles high. On the building I was looking over the edge and on the side of the building, was thousands of electrical wires but as I looking down something was breaking them. It was a body that was snapping them. My radio came to life with a voice screaming, "Save me!" That voice I heard could only belong to one person I know, Sara. I wanted to jump after her but my body wouldn't move. I felt a strange presence behind me. I tried to look but all I saw was a silhouette. I looked back over the edge and Sara was now about fifty feet away from the ground. Her body was two feet away from hitting the ground when everything went black.

I woke up in my bed sweating like crazy. I was sweating so much that it soaked through my sheets. Great. Now I have to deal with this and it's only seven in the morning. I took my sheets off and left the apartment building to get some breakfast.

After breakfast I went back to the hospital to find out Sara woke up around midnight and went back to sleep around one in the morning after a chat with Hollows. Eh. I won't stop in; I might wake her up and probably either get a lecture or a brutal deafening yell from her. I left back for downtown and found a flyer for a race with modified military LANCE-V's. The prize was 10,000 dollars due to the mods could be whatever you wanted as long as it's not lethal. Ha. You would never catch me doing something like this. As I was walking I was thinking about my dream and then it reminded me I still have to get something for Sara's birthday. That rubium fridium I saw the other day would probably make a perfect gift. But who knows if she'll like it because she isn't exactly the type to wear jewels. Oh well I'll get it on a necklace or something like that.

I went back to the store to find out that the jewel was 7,369 dollars. Great I only need 7,349 more. I racked my brain for easy ways to make money and then it hit me. Great, I know a way but I'll hate it to the extreme.

I made it to the race arena and signed up for the race and got a standard LANCE-V, save the lethal weapons. A LANCE-V was a car that was low like a race car with tires big enough that, if flipped upside-down, could allow the driver to still drive upside-down. Where the harpoon was supposed to go was empty and the rear cockpit was completely gone.

I had half an hour to make my mods. I kept the tacky white glue that gets anything caught in it stuck until a solvent dissipates it. Where the harpoon goes I added an EMP launcher. I put spikes on the wheels so idiots give second thought before ramming me into a wall and my last mod was a black smoke screen. I kept my ride light unlike some of the other racers.

We pulled up to the starting line and the announcer told us the course. "You will head down road 32x5 then proceed through the winding tunnel on the same road, pass through the docks and a junkyard then a final stretch to the finish. It's as simple as that. Is everyone ready?" The drivers hit their ready signal and the crowd went wild. The light turned green and everyone except me went a lightning speed. "Um, racer 12, the race started." "Oh, I know. Thanks for the heads up." After a few more seconds I took off.

Just as I figured. As I passed down the road to the tunnel there were already down drivers. I knew this would happen, it happens all the time at the beginning of a race. According to the log only six out of the fifteen drivers were left. I caught up with the rest of them just as we all entered the tunnel. The driver in front of me had a back cannon and it was trained on me. It fired the white tacky glue as globs toward me but I merely dodged it and fired my first out of three EMP grenades and there was one less driver in the race.

I'm now in sixth and right behind the group of the third, fourth and fifth drivers. Third place spun around and drove backward while hurling stink bombs out of his side cannon. One hit fifth place directly, he let go of his steering wheel and his LANCE immediately broke apart. Shit, these stink bombs have metallic ruster compounds in them. One hit on me and I'm screwed. I looked over at fourth and we seemed to understand each other. Third hurled another stink bomb, but at me. I hit the gas and immediately turned toward the wall. The tires went up the wall and landed back on the ground with me upside-down. Now I have to drive upside-down? This is why I hate driving on land vehicles so much. I shot my second EMP and missed but then fourth rammed third only to get blown away by a spring loaded side and then one less driver was in the race.

We left the tunnel and now going through the docks. I'm getting tired of this bull. I shot the smokescreen forward and then launched my last EMP at him while dodging his stink bombs through the smoke. I heard the EMP pop and checked the log to find one more driver off the roster.

Still upside-down I left the docks and put myself at 110mph and flew to the junkyard. There I caught up with first and second. Soon after I arrived, however, Second blew up in smoke and the shockwave caused me to flip right-side up again. Just awesome. Turns out first place is cheating and using lethal weapons isn't this just my lucky day. I pulled up to first and the fight to win started.

Meanwhile at the hospital….

I walked into Sara's room to find her awake. "Good afternoon Colonial," she said. "Good afternoon to you to." "How's Adam doing?" "He's fine. Probably walking around downtown minding his business or with your friends." "I see. So you mean you have no clue what he's doing and no one's watching him?" I gave Sara a surprised look then laughed I little. "I told him to stay out of trouble and—" "And he said his usual." "Correct. Anyway want to watch some TV?" She looked at me with a, I have nothing else to do, what do you think, look. I turned on the TV and looked at her. "What channel?" "398. They usually have something good on there." I flipped on the channel to see an almost over race between first and second until Sara said something. "Am I losing it or does second place kinda resemble Adam." "I don't know. Let me zoom in." I zoomed and I was filled to the brim with rage. It was Adam in that race and sure enough, by the looks of it, the race was rigged just by looking at first place's car. "That's it! I got to go Sara. Be back in a bit." I stormed out of the room and left the hospital.

Back at the race…

First was playing dirty and I have no way to get even. Now I really hate races. We left the junkyard and were on the last stretch. First got close to me and a chainsaw came out of the side of the vehicle and dug into mine. I was able to pull away but why would I? There were no more EMPs, my smokescreen was used and I only had two shots of tack left or one big shot of tack. I'm brilliant, I have the perfect plan. I quickly drifted behind him to gain speed and got in front of him. First was getting ready to fire a harpoon into the back of my LANCE but I was too quick. I shot one big glop of tack in front of me and made a hard right turn. Sure enough he got stuck. Oh yea, I'm the best. Suddenly liquid rolled down the wheels and he was moving again. Bull, he must have gotten some solvent I just have to—. Next thing I knew there were explosions around me from his grenade launcher. Come on. The finish is only 70 feet away. BOOM! A grenade hit the back of my LANCE and was sent into the air, spiraling out of control. I saw him getting closer and closer but then I landed upside-down and heard a horn go off. Turns out I landed past the finish. Yea, I'm just that awesome.

Later that night…..

I returned to my apartment around eight at night with the rubium in hand. I turned on the light to find Hollows in here. "So enjoy your joy ride?" "OK, I know what you're referring to and I hated every moment of it." "Then why do it? You know you could've died or blown your secret." "I'm sorry but I can't tell you why. But I can promise that this will never happen again." "To hell it won't. Anyway I'm going see ya tomorrow." "K but what's with the uniform on my bed?" Hollows turned around with a grin on his face. "You know you're still 14 years old." I looked at him questionably. "Yea, and?" He just stood there grinning then I got the idea. "No, no, no, no, no. Don't send me there. Send me on a mission, or suicide mission, anywhere but there!" "That's right starting tomorrow you're going back to school." "Nooooooo!" I stood there horrified like a deer in headlights.

As Hollows was leaving he said, "Oh. One more thing. Sara saw you at during the race from the junkyard to the finish and she seemed worried. If I were you, try to be more subtle when you do that kind of stuff." He left, closed the door behind him and I stood there stupefied for the next half an hour.