Sorry for this wait.
I sighed.
To be fair, I liked the car. Well I should, really. It's one I took from another story of mine. It was a dark blue 2007 Honda Civic Hybrid. Not something I ever thought I'd get to drive. Neither of them. I had two, mirror images of each other, literally. One was the other reversed.
I mean, I can drive, but I don't do it often. Very rarely in fact.
It wasn't even my car. I borrowed it from a story that hasn't even come into existence. It had been in my prop garage for a few months, waiting for it's owner to be made.
It had some unique features, but those are secret. Some of which I couldn't actually remember.
Anyway, I got into the drivers seat of one, slipping into the left as I prepared to pick up Destiny.
"Lets hope we don't get pulled over..." I muttered, pulling my blindfold down and throwing my bag into the foot well, passenger side.
Destiny seemed impressed by the car.
"Nice." Her arm was still in a splint, but it seemed a lot better, evidenced by the fact that she barely noticed when she hit it against the door as she climbed in, placing her sword in it's case on the back seat before pulling in her seatbelt.
"You navigate." I told her, passing her a map as I restarted the engine.
"Right..." She took a second to find where we were.. "Got it." She pointed somewhere on the map.
"Let's go then..." I pulled out into the road, and Destiny tapped my shoulder. "What?"
"Hawk... Americans drive on the right..."
I sighed, dodging an olive sedan as I went to the right side of the road.
After finally getting onto the right side of the road, we made fairly good progress, going at the very edge of speed limit. I knew there was something about this car to do with the speed limit, but I just couldn't remember what it was for the life of me.
It didn't take long to get onto the motorway, at which point I sped up. Destiny had turned on the radio at one point, but whatever it was, she obviously didn't like it as it went right back off.
"So what's Inspiration Point like, anyway?" I asked, curious.
"It's... pretty. Very inspirational." If I wasn't too busy driving, I'd have facepalmed. "Come to think of it... Hawk, do you have a license?"
I shook my head, feeling guilty. "I've pass the theory part of the test, but... not the practical..."
"Wait, so you failed that test?"
"Not old enough to take it." I replied. "I do know how to drive though." I told her, having noticed she suddenly looked very tense. "We just have to hope we don't get pulled over."
"Hey, do you need a break?" She asked, seemingly out of the blue.
"Why?"
"There's a service station coming up." She pointed, and I indicated towards the turn off.
It seems my car looks like it belongs to a celebrity.
People began to gather around it as soon as I pulled up, pretty well actually, in a space close to the entrance, before shutting down the engine and pushing my blindfold back up. "Can you get that bag for me?" I asked.
"You're really going to wear that?" Destiny asked, scooping up the bag as she climbed out.
"Yes. And...?" She didn't reply, instead heading for the automatic doors. I followed soon after, locking the car and slipping the keys into my pocket. I dimly noticed another car pulling into a nearby space.
We stopped at a small cafe. After ordering our drinks and a bite to eat (water and white chocolate muffin for me), we began to talk.
Yeah, there are very few drinks I like, and unfortunately they didn't have my favourite. As for the muffin... I'm allowed to eat what I like, aren't I?
After that, we quickly bought a few snacks before heading back to the car.
"Who does this car belong to?" I'd been driving for about eight hours, the trip having been very uneventful. We'd stopped twice more along the way, after about four and six hours. We were waiting for the next stop.
"Technically, me. I made it. However, it's soon going to pass on to one of my characters, just as soon as I make him slash her." I replied. "Have an idea for the sort of story it's going to be in." I replied.
"What kind?"
I was about to reply, then I glanced at the rear-view mirror.
There was an olive sedan.
And come to think of it, the car that pulled into the parking lot at each of the service stations.
"Dest, can you tap the rear view mirror for me?" I asked. "You're about to find out what kind of car thins is. Uncertainly, she tapped the mirror. "High, four two one, base." I spoke.
"Hello. What do you need today?" The woman's voice, mechanical, came out of the speakers, making Destiny jump.
"Scan the olive sedan directly behind us."
"Of course. Have a nice day."
"Wait, so this is..."
"A spy car, yes. Wait until you see some of the other features." It wasn't really a spy car, but that was the simplest way of describing it.
"Who do you think you are, James Bond?"
"Not one bit."
"Scan complete. Three hostile Nobodies."
"I also put in some data overnight, preparing it for this trip." I told her.
"Identification confirmed. Names: Xager, Savixan, Coerixn."
Destiny groaned. "Them?"
"Seems like it." I paused for a second. "They've been following us since I picked you up..." I paused, then remembered the full extent of the AI the car had. "Estimated chance of loosing the car at our current speed?"
"Chance of use loosing them, one to two million, five hundred and seventy nine thousand, four hundred and ninety seven."
"Not good."
"Correction. One to five hundred and twenty one. Go to third lane from right."
"Why?" Destiny asked
"Toll booth." Was all the woman said.
My eyes widened in realization. "Destiny. Glove compartment."
"Now's not really the time for getting a better grip." She reprimanded, frowning although chuckling slightly at the joke.
"JUST OPEN IT!" I surprised myself with the shout. I guess it was the result of the tension that had been building up. "There should be a small button on the left." She opened it and reached in, groping around. She quickly got it, revealed by the fact that the radio turned, revealing a block of ten buttons. "Green." She pressed it, and there was a slight hum, which quickly faded.
"What did that do?"
"Activated something I completely forgot about." I turned to her briefly. "We now have free access to the toll road."
"How?"
"Small chip. It sends out a signal that shows this car as a government vehicle." I sighed. "I'm glad I made this car, but why did I have to make it do so much?" I moaned.
"What else does it do?"
"Umm..." I debated for a second. "Each button does something different. For example, there's an ejector seat, red. Black is a camouflage button. The car stays the same, but there are five different colours, dark blue, red, black, light blue and white." I paused. "I was tempted to put in hot pink as a joke."
That made Destiny laugh. "So... It's a James Bond car."
I wagged my finger. "How many of his cars had a device that stopped pursuit with sound?"
I'll let Destiny write the rest of this road trip, and Inspiration Point.