Alicia Beretta Garcia was born and raised southern east of the United States, specifically in Port St Lucie, Florida. Having a Cuban father and Italian American mother, she was raised of Cuban/Italian decent. Alicia was first introduced to cars when she was just 5 years old, having an uncle who was car tuner and garage owner established in Miami Florida. Unfortunately by age 13, her mother filed for a divorce, causing her to stay with her mother. Her father was an alcoholic as the mother was domestically abused from certain times even effecting Alicia. Not wanting to have her daughter witness anymore abuse, the mother finally leaves taking along her daughter to live down in Miami. Tragically, more unfortunate events happen few years later when her mother passes away from a painkiller overdose dealing with depression, and Alicia never knew about it. Now alone, her uncle becomes her guardian when she started high school, raising her now from his shop in Wynwood. Around this time, Alicia was exposed to cars, how they worked and drove, forming an interest in the automotive culture.

During this time Alicia was already in high school, and by the time she turned 16 she was ambitious to get her driver's license. She was taught early by her uncle on certain cars that were worked on, getting familiar with the writing test and controls at the DMV. Having an excellent grade on her tests, she received her license quite easily and was ready to get on the road, only now she needed a car. Alicia's first car was a red Nissan 370z Fairlady, given by her uncle. She wished to build her car someday and was where she was introduced to tuning. Though not wanting to get her hands dirty or hair caught in machinery, she still got tips every once in awhile while hanging out around the shop. Eventually, she started working for her uncle and was hands deep, but during high school however was another story. Being a car lover at heart, she was also a looker on campus. Being one of the most beautiful girls there with the hottest street cars, students who were street racers laid a lot of eyes on her, especially one guy who was the auto class' most promised student.

This one student who laid eyes on her in classes was a long haired blonde with a witty personality named Douglas McClurg, also known in the auto workshop as "The Grease Monkey". Calling himself Grease, he was a wiz mechanic in his auto class, receiving almost a perfect grade in the class and was a promising subject to car engineering institutes in the country. At times he would want to sit next to or talk to Alicia during or after class. Seen as kind of geeky to other students on the campus, Grease was hardly accepted with cool crowds even during car meets. With other girls he was rejected, but Alicia however didn't seemed to mind him being near, even with the friends she was sitting with. Not knowing, Grease had developed a crush on her, only at first she was just pretty to him until realizing how kind she was. When discovering that she drove a Fairlady as well as telling her what kind of power her car could perform with the right parts, Grease managed to grab some interest from her with her also knowing what he was talking about. It was when Alicia was now introduced to his work, seeing Grease in the school workshop as well as car meets in parking lots near the high school or downtown in the afternoons. She would become friends with him, but didn't know his secret affection just yet. Seeing street races inspired her to modify her car, even her uncle was also a street racer back at her age finding out now when she turned 18. Her uncle seemed cool with it, not telling at first it was for Illegal Street racing from her car meets. Still, Alicia was ready to learn to drive like a racer, taught by her uncle as well as Grease out in open lots in towns and empty roads on highway 41 in the everglade regions outside of Miami. She was given a few performance modifications for her car from the shop, while Grease helped with the tweaking to her likings as he and her test her Fairlady in open lots and the highway. Eventually, Grease started to race her in his lightly modified Honda Civic Si at the time. She was getting the hang of it, but took her another year to advance herself, proving it during a drag race in one of the car meets including sprint races.

By this time (2012) Alicia already graduated from high school as well as Grease a year and a half earlier. At some point, she already knew Grease's feelings towards her, but unfortunately for him he was friend-zoned. Skipping college, she stayed working at the shop, but surprisingly for grease, Alicia's uncle hired him to work, recommended by her seeing he had skill in building vehicles. The shop also became known after Grease's hiring, and overtime more customers as well as new employees started showing up. It became a recommended tuning shop for almost all the street racers in the city. With the magic hands of Grease, modifications were on par to a customers' liking. Business was finally booming and more time and money went into Alicia's Fairlady as well as Grease owning a new car, selling his Civic for a Ford Focus RS. By the time Alicia turned 22 (2015), the shop received a renovation, and her skills as a street racer also grew. During late hours she was off speeding down streets like a Dangerous Woman, even now involved in street races on race meets with other drivers as well as eye candy by her appearance and car with new painted vinyls and aftermarket stickers. For a petite driver she was underestimated by other racers, but they had no idea what power she had under the hood of her street spec Fairlady as well as skilled driving, practicing for almost 2 years. Still, she had a lot more to master now getting into the street race scene from east to southern US moving out west. Alicia never won any street races, but has made a small reputation in Miami, only to take her rep back to the shop. However, though living in the shop these past years, Alicia felt like she could move out now, thinking about leaving the state to travel out west, not mattering where she'll live but rather enjoy driving her car almost living off the road. Still, she didn't want to go alone, until days later.

The shop had been getting attention by a motorclub that originated in the Midwest, only now they would make their way down south. This motorclub was none other than the 5-10 MC, spreading crews all across America specifically for trafficking of illegal contraband being transported by certain crews while also taking territory. The 5-10s were coming for Miami after a certain crime lord was out of the way once in control of the south. Crews were now spreading out for the opportunity, making Miami a Headquarters for a forming 5-10 faction, the Crocodiles. One crew from the 5-10s would visit Alicia's shop, driving rides that were rarely seen coming in and were high end sports cars. The crew leader however, drove in what looked to be a black Novitec Ferrari 458 Speciale, a car that Alicia has never seen before in person. Coming out was a tattooed driver in his mid-to-late twenties, charming to Alicia in a way including how he approached her. Feeling flirty, Alicia asked who he was, giving his name, Logan Callahan, driving for the 5-10 motorclub. The crew came for upgrades, hearing the shop had high end parts received from their booming business few years back. Grease was there to recommend parts, but seeing how Alicia was staring at Logan, Grease of course became jealous, even refusing to give what parts to him but rather have Logan look for himself. Looking at the crew's cars, Alicia asked for more upgrades, thinking about wanting to ride along with them on their journey. Grease tried to convince her not to go with them, thinking the guy was bad news, only to not realize he WAS involved in a crime network of the 5-10s and had a violent past. Alicia still wanted to go unfortunately, wanting to impress Logan first with her driving, demanding new performance parts. Grease still refused, only for her to play with his affections he had on her. It would then work as he gave her ride an upgrade, only for Alicia to convince Logan if she could drive with them. The way she could prove herself was to race at a car meet deep in the city of Miami, racing along with the 5-10s and keeping up with them to the finish. After getting an upgrade and the crew ordering parts, she then rides along to the meet hours later, proving herself she could drive with the 5-10s and be close to Logan on their journey wherever in the US.

Alicia didn't try to disappoint Logan and his crew during a street race downtown. Putting her skills to the test and adapting to the changes on her Fairlady, the crew were impressed by her driving and line on marked routes of the race through intersections. This was also the first time getting chased by Miami police zooming across intersections, experiencing trouble from the law and keeping pace with the 5-10s. They evaded after losing the cops crossing the A1A bridge to South Miami Beach, heading to a parking complex where the race had finished. Few drivers in the race weren't so lucky, busted by police and running into roadblocks, while all the 5-10 drivers including Alicia escaped winning territory for the crew and their motorclub. It was a decently long race, a race set up by the drive club that failed to keep their turf by an invading crew. The 5-10s would continue to take all of Florida and head west to Texas to dominate the South. Logan and the rest of the crew got at least an impression by Alicia. For someone who got chased by the cops and getting into a serious street race for the first time rather than a lap around a few blocks and or pulling over to pay the fine, this was a step closer for her taking big risks and to receive serious reputation for the scene including the 5-10s. She was accepted to ride along with the crew, but was not a member just yet.

It was already 3am when Alicia came back to the shop, already closing time with Grease closing down the doors and window guards. Grease was glad that she was back, but she wasn't going to stay. Alicia was leaving Miami and possibly the state, only coming back to say goodbye as Grease felt disappointed. Unfortunately, her uncle was already asleep upstairs. Not wanting to wake him up, she gave Grease a message, giving him a hug and leaving the shop for good taking her Fairlady. Grease thought it was a bad idea for her to go, but putting his personal needs for Alicia aside he decided to let her go feelings-wise, not caring for the possibility of her dating the 5-10 crew leader on her journey or her safety. She gets in her car driving out of the garage door into the night with the sound of her car's engine roaring in the distance. She was long gone.

Alicia stays with the 5-10 crew at a motel for the night, making their road trip out of Florida to Louisiana and Texas. Days of driving and making stops for gas, food, or road races with other drivers on the highway, Alicia got to know Logan better, asking about the 5-10s. Logan tells her but not about the motorclub's criminal networks and trafficking, having her think they were just a racing crew traveling the country. Having her join required her to win more races with the crew, including an initiation by transporting contacts or selling imported vehicles for a dealer back in Chicago, unaware it was a smuggling run as they were stolen and carrying contraband in the trunks of the vehicles. Completing races with other 5-10 crews around Texas, Alicia's crew make their way to Detroit where the job would start, leaving her Fairlady there while smuggling the vehicles. Alicia became suspicious though, wondering why this was considered an initiation. Logan would then straight up tell her seeing she trusted him, but as she found out the truth, she doubted herself. This was not what she had in mind when going along with Logan, questioning further and almost wanting to quit riding along. Consequences would be made to a driver in a 5-10 crew if deciding to quit after finding out their smuggling deals for the core of the motorclub. Logan tried to convince Alicia, stating the club was never like this from the start. After corruption came in on the motorclub few years ago, it was when trafficking started coming from New York City. Logan was committed; not telling her however, he wanted to become a faction leader for one of the regions. By doing so required leading crews across the west reaching the West Coast, promising the V8 of the motorclub to all the territory. Not wanting Alicia to know what he was really up to, he pretended to her that he doesn't want to do this either, but the only way to earn the 5-10's trust and ink was to impress the V2 of the motorclub, a lowest tier sitting alongside the others leading the motorclub in general. Somehow, Alicia couldn't leave or say no even though Logan gave her the option to leave without calling her out to other 5-10 crews. If she wanted to make a name for herself, she must join the 5-10s or get loss in the lowest motorclub tiers in the country, otherwise snitching of their network could mean serious consequences. Alicia could care less making national, but she decided to do the job for Logan whether she liked it or not.

Traveling from Detroit to Chicago in a different vehicle was an interesting experience to Alicia, but was uneasy that she was carrying illegal shipments let alone a stolen import. Getting caught by police was a high risk and possible prison time, but she kept going with Logan and the crew down a specific path of road away from freeways. When it came to stopping for rest, a couple 5-10 drivers met them to guide them to safe locations for food or sleep. Sometimes In certain occasions they have the drivers change their spec of vehicles like dirt and or raid cars, seeing that this was an organized operation constructed by the 5-10's. Alicia was impressed by the planning, slowly becoming an outlaw and an official member of a Road Empire. The crew would finally reach Chicago, taking a safe route to find their V2 contact with the supplies including the cars themselves. The V2 saw Alicia for the first time; realizing she was riding with a 5-10 crew unmarked yet with a successful run, Alicia then earns her ink becoming an official 5-10, receiving her chauffeur tattoo a day later marked on her upper left chest. Her crew gains reputation and the respect of her crew including from Logan. She felt like a rebel at this point as her life and thoughts began to change while riding along with her crew, even now owning a new car as a reward, a red Alfa Romeo 8C Competizione. How she got her upgrades was now from more contract jobs done in the mountain states.

Eventually throughout the jobs done for the 5-10s, Alicia ignored the fact that she was involved in a criminal organization, calling herself free rather than a criminal on the open road. Her clothing style would also change, getting into more black leather clothing like dresses and high heel boots along with a new hairstyle with the highest ponytail using her long hair. It also wasn't enough when she wanted another tattoo for her left arm. Reaching Arizona, she gets a tattoo of one of the faction symbols, a crocodile representing her state from the south. Finally, the reason why she really went along with the crew was to grab Logan's heart. Eventually, She and Logan would start dating as they reach Las Vegas Nevada, not realizing that he may had changed her to support the 5-10s crime networks rather than actual driving. However, only a specific contact she met reaching the city would have her come to her senses of what she was doing, discovering who the real 5-10s were.

Reaching Las Vegas was an unbelievable experience for Alicia, never thinking of reaching out this far in the United States. As for Logan, he was close to reaching the west coast and taking over the whole region. However, a couple more jobs were needed doing before heading to Los Angeles, heading outside of the city in the hills for a possible job. It was late afternoon when a contact was given to Logan's crew, having them do another trafficking job now involving raid spec vehicles. Meeting up in the hills they would spot the contact, a driver waiting for them to do the job. The crew was asked to escort special cargo on a truck bed going through a complete off-road path providing raids for them. Alicia however, was not experienced with pure off-road but tried staying close while on the path. The team sets off in the mountains making a route to the drop point, taking awhile to pass through but soon enough they reached the location while out in open desert, finding a makeshift airfield and delivered the package. Alicia on the other hand was given a private assignment by the contact, stating that the V2 of Las Vegas had something to give to her. She was confused looking back at Logan, but it was normal for individual drivers in a crew to talk to the low or higher Vs considering their progress in jobs in reward for special tasks or upgrades for their cars. She was told to go to a certain location on her own, leaving her crew to go back to Las Vegas staying at a motel. On the way back, she was given permission to split off and head her way to the V2, having no idea what was in store for her. Her destination was at a gas station near the strip, arriving as the sun had already set behind the mountains while stepping out of her car to look for and wait for the V2. Alicia felt nervous however, being alone feeling she'll be jumped, but eventually spots a classic muscle rolling up near her car. Out came a tall black man in a leather jacket and jeans, approaching her.

She Answers: "Are you the V2?"

The person answers: "That's right. Are you Alicia Garcia? A Chauffeur?"

Alicia answers: "..Yeah. Who are you?"

The person answers: "Before I tell you who I am, I want to make things clear. I am not the V2 of this city, but I am, was, the V2 of Detroit in the Midwest, not long ago."

Alicia: "What are you doing all the way here?"

Person: "I was a 5-10 driver, till everything fell apart around me. What if I told you that you are driving on the wrong side of the road? That things you had been doing are betraying the 5-10s?"

Alicia: "What's this about? Tell me why I'm here. What is your name?"

Person: "I guess your crew leader, Logan has never told you about me. I'm Dwayne, most people call me Carson. You don't know what he has done haven't you?"

Alicia: "He's my boyfriend. How would you know about him?"

Carson: "He use to ride with me couple years back. A kid just like you wanting to ride with my crew. He was one of the best drivers I've ever met, and I helped him get his ink for it. We were close like brothers, with my crew we were like family, always sticking together even during crazy moments on the road, always getting the job done. I trusted him, even when things went south under the 5-10s new motives by the V8, changing everything we stood for. What was all about driving and racing was only second nature. Instead, it was taking territories, smuggling dope and arms across the states, all cheap blood money. Everything was screwed up. The Vs were screwed up. It was all about reaching the higher hierarchy. Innocent members were killed for it by their own crewmates, and we use to settle it by racing. Now you kill for wanting a promotion, and the V8 doesn't care if this was happening, I opposed him for it, and so did my crew. … But Logan, he had other thoughts."

Alicia: "What did he do?"

Carson: "He was sucking up to the V8 and promised him more if me and my crew were out of the picture. Since I tried messing up the business and letting go my targets I was told to cap, he thought I wouldn't be much value to him anymore. Logan set my crew up. We completed a job for one last time and we thought we could drive off to abandon the 5-10s, but Logan snitched us out. We were held up by other crews at the drop off in Indiana. ..Right in front of me, he killed my crew, shot em in cold blood, but I manage to break free before he took a shot at me. Like a cowardly rat he ran off for the crews to finish me off. I barely survived, shot everyone there, I had no choice. I wanted to chase after that piece of sh*t, but he was long gone. I had to get out of there before more or cops showed up. I was left on my own, betrayed."

Alicia couldn't believe him: "That's a f*cking lie. My boyfriend would never do something that awful."

Carson: "I can only tell you this though. You don't become a 5-10 to smuggle contraband or settle on wet work, you become a 5-10 to drive and keep on driving. We're always about streetracing and only that long time ago. We had a shady past and dealt with drugs before, just not at this scale. What you're doing however is betraying the motorclub even further. As for your boyfriend, he's doing whatever he can to reach his goal, and he wants the west coast for himself once it's done."

Alicia: "When what's done?"

Carson: "Logan wants the west coast for himself. He'll do anything to get it even cheat it off of his opponents. He's given the power to do it and is leading every 5-10 West Coast driver there. If he takes over all the major cities there, he won't just become a V2 but a V4."

Alicia: "So what if he does? What does this have to do with me coming here to meet you if you're not the V2 of this city? You're a fake."

Carson: "I'm here to help you. Just answer these questions. How did you meet him? Why did you join the 5-10s?"

Alicia: "I met him back in Miami. I wanted to leave out of there so I left with him, he let me drive off with his crew so I did and stayed with them going west. He was sweet and he cared about me, that's why I stayed."

Carson: "And the 5-10s, how did you earn your ink?"

Alicia: "We had to transport vehicles over from Detroit to Chicago. He said there was special cargo in them but, it turned out to be illegal substances. I didn't like where that was going at first, really. He even said I could just drive away and forget what they were doing, no one will come after me if I kept it quiet. But.. I just couldn't say no for some reason. I still wanted to drive with him. I.. I was in love with him the first time I saw him, at least… I thing I did. I didn't care that I was trafficking drugs or guns. ..What was I thinking?"

Carson: "Even if I didn't tell you what he did to my crew, or how you feel about him, Would you want to continue smuggling across the US, eventually killing people, cheating on your own members, becoming a public enemy and dealing with the FBI rather than the cops? As far as I know, Logan wouldn't mind dealing with all of that sh*t, endangering you, getting you killed or locked away forever in a prison cell. Whatever happened to just receiving a ticket for speeding on the highway? Running because you kept on driving not by carrying something that was highly illegal in your trunk. What ever happen to just racing for money, for cars, having fun driving with your friends, not for business, not for hierarchy in different regions. You still wanna drive around the country do you? No serious business? Then you would come with me. I'll show you what a real driver should experience. You don't need the 5-10s, but you don't need to drive alone."

Alicia thinks: "I… I can't. I can't come with you. Logan. I still love him, and he loves me back. I can't just leave him."

Carson: "Then he has already manipulated you. I'll let you go back, but just remember what I said about him, what you're driving for. Here, In case you change your mind(Gives Contact) I'll help you out. I trust you that you won't give this to him. Now go.

Alicia leaves the area and goes back to the motel, though on the way over she thought about what Carson had said, even realizing what she had become. She regrets leaving Miami leaving a close friend behind. She would try to get some sleep back at the motel but still felt bothered sleeping next to Logan, making their way to California during the morning. Eventually, Alicia calls Grease back in Miami remembering to call him, telling him she was okay and where she was, away for acouple months. Grease was happy to talk to her again.

Alicia and her crew were now crossing the state boarder into California, passing through the 15 highway passing the Mojave into Barstow and through Victorville until reaching the 10 freeway that took them straight into Los Angeles followed by more 5-10 crews making their way into the city. Something big was going on as Alicia saw other drivers passing along and following, even two semis were following the drivers possibly carrying something for this event. Alicia questions Logan what was going on. He responds to her that a big race was going on with an opposing motorclub and that he messaged every driver in the region on the 5-10 net.

"We're taking over the West Coast." Logan says. "New leadership is taking place for the 5-10 Bears and it's gonna be me taking the throne. All those jobs we did back east got us here now. The 5-10 V8 will hear from this. I'll get my V ink, and I'll be invited to the Face-Off happening around this region if we clean up here to Seattle. Don't mess this up for me, guys. I'm counting on all of you, well some of you. You'll be watching, Babe."

Carson was right to Alicia that Logan had plans here; he'll do whatever it takes to make it to the big leagues of the 5-10s starting now. The meet with the home motorclub was happening tonight at the Griffith Observatory, knowing the 5-10s were coming. The opposing motorclub were called the Los Angeles Street Rats, and their leader was optimistic to race Logan and his best drivers. This will be the first time Alicia will meet Jake Ryder. The main story begins here.