Chapter 26: The Racers Like Womanly Assets and That's The Only Way To Win
Music: Take it Away by The Used
'Brother and sisters
I'm right here with you
Cause everyone's got one
A story to kill me
I'm so apathetic in my resentment
Living, loving, knowing not'
Mood: Geeky -.- (I was just playing DnD while watching Star Wars, then I stopped to write a story about a video game. This is my life…)
Disclaimer: Writers lie, just like your parents.
Note: So I was eating popcorn while typing this, and I got butter/grease on all the keys except the Q. So I pressed it so it wouldn't feel lonely.
As we entered the stadium, we were met with Erol leaving, "Well if it isn't the team of Eco Freaks," He sneered upon seeing us.
"Where's Keira?" Jak asked. I guess he was right to ask… I mean I didn't like her, but I didn't like Erol more… maybe…
"Don't worry, I'm keeping a close eye on her." Erol said, circling around me and Jak, eyes roving over us, sizing us up. "You two are the talk of the town, you know that?" Were we really? "You give the people hope... how pathetic." Did we really? "I would have enjoyed killing you both in prison, but now, it'll be so much more fun to take you on the track, in front of the entire city. I can hear the roar of the crowd now... as everyone sees their hope die..." I clenched my fists. Nothing good would come from punching Erol. Yeah. I kept telling myself that.
From the entrance to the garage, Keira came in with Old Samos. "It's good to have you back daddy." She said, clasping her hands together.
"Yes, it's nice to be free again." The Sage responded reverently, following Keira out of hearing range and into the garage.
"You know, Keira loves a winner." I strained my ears to hear what Erol was whispering in Jak's ears. "Someday she'll be my mechanic. And I'll be on the sidelines, laughing as your pretty Eco Freak here leaves you for someone better," Erol planted the seed in Jak head.
I stood on my tiptoes, whispering into Jak's other ear to counter act Erol, the black bandana over my mouth hiding the fact that I was talking. "I'll never leave you, Jak."
"You know, I wouldn't mind having two girls on the sides. Maybe Ashelin too. I'm sure your slut would put out for just a few credits."
"Why would I be with someone that practically eye fucked me in prison every day?" I asked quietly. "And Ashelin's too smart. She would never do that."
"Or maybe just a pretty weapon. Or someone to protect her and do the dirty work." Erol whispered mock-thoughtfully. "I could do that. I'm sure your girl would be very easy to take from you, Jak."
"Stay away from her!" Jak burst out quietly, but angriliy, glaring at the man. Erol just walked out, laughing maniacally.
Jak wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me tight. I kissed him fiercely, whispering sweet nothings in his ears, trying to make the insecurities that Erol had evoked go away. Why did that man have to ruin everything?
"Ah, Erol's the best racer I've ever seen." Kiera said, walking back out with her father, interrupting out moment without even a blink of an eye. I glared at her. She didn't even know the kind of stuff Erol got into. Who the fuck was she to tell?
"He's not what you think." Jak said sincerely, uncrossing his arms.
"And you're a good judge of character?!" She asked. I wanted to punch her. "HA! Look at you! People say you get angry and... change." She said it like it was the biggest secret. "Besides, the Jak I knew wouldn't be working for a guy like Krew." She said vindictively.
I had my bow out in front of me before I could even think about it. She was way out of line. I was stopped by Daxter, who put his hand on my arm, shaking his head frantically, eyes sad.
"I need Krew's connections to fight the Baron! Without my..." Jak stopped, shaking his head, breathing out loudly. "You know what? Do it your way, and I'll do it mine. Just don't come crying to me when the walls fall down." He growled, purple sparks flying off of him already as he walked out of the garage, leaving me and Daxter.
So I did the only thing I could think of. I drew my fist back and punched Keira as hard as I could in the face, hopefully breaking something.
I got up to walk out and follow after Jak, calm him down before he did something stupid.
Daxter's nervously laughter stopped me from walking, "Uhh… Maddy… you're not leaving too… who's gunna race…?" I turned around to face him, not looking anywhere but at him, afraid I would flip if I even looked at Keira, who I could hear crying somewhere. I wonder how her daddy handled that.
"Attention all drivers, the Class Two races will begin soon." The computer voice said, and I grimaced. No matter how bad I wanted to go after Jak, I knew the right thing was so go race; I couldn't just leave Daxter like that; Jak would want me to.
I crouched down, looking him in the eyes. "Look, Dax, I'll race. You go find Jak. Don't let him do something stupid," I begged. "There's an open seat in the stands, next to Katie and Torn. Ashelin has it for me. Try to get him to go there." I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath. "Don't let him do something he'll regret." I finished, kissing Daxter's head and walking out without another word.
I heard him scamper off in the opposite direction as I headed towards to driver's entrance, signed off for our team, and entered, getting on the bike-zoomer, and feeling it get lowered to the ground with the rest of the racers.
A quick glance to the stands showed that Jak and Daxter weren't there, but Katie, Torn and Ashelin were all there, looking worried at the sight of just me. I gave them a tiny salute and a nod, trying to convey that Jak was okay, pulling on my bandana and goggles.
I didn't get a chance to see if my message got through or not, because the light lowered down, flickering down to green and beeping, and we were off.
I pressed the clutch, leaning forward over the bike, maneuvering my way around the other drivers, trying to get by. I clicked the boost button on a straight away, blasting forward, putting me in first and a little bit ahead of the drivers.
I turned the corner sharply, the tail end of the Zoomer drifting a little too high and slowing me down, but no one over took me.
Someone was riding dangerously close to me, so I swerved dangerously, and he got confused, careening into a wall. I smirked, pressing down harder on the pedal, pushing the racer forward.
I almost crashed in one of the divots on the floor, but made it over it with a boost, but I had to make a huge turn to avoid hitting the wall.
This was why I didn't drive; I mean, I was okay at it, but Jak was better. I could only hope that I could win this and help us qualify.
I passed over the checkered starting point for a fourth time, still in first on the fourth lap. People kept getting really close, and I had to be careful to throw them off or else I was going to get over taken.
Another almost-mess up was when I forgot to weight-transfer before I hit the turn, and almost flew over the edge because the turn was not near as big as it should have been. I hit the button at the last minute, though, and saved myself from 'death-by-gaping hole'.
I passed over into the last lap, still having a pretty sufficient hold on first, but there was no way I was letting up the throttle for even a second to check the tracker map, so I didn't know how close.
Boosting over another straight gave me time to check the map, and I realized I was a turn and another straight from winning. I pressed all my weight forward, squeezing the throttle as hard as I could.
I passed over the line, and skidded to a halt on the other side, panting, and pulling up my goggles. I glanced to the crowd as all the other racers pulled in behind me, and I saw Jak smirking and giving me a thumbs up.
I got up from where I was still straddling the bike, and moved forward, grabbing my trophy and leaving like it was no big deal.
xMx
"I sure showed those Class Two losers a thing or two." I said mock-contemptuously, walking back into the garage. Daxter and Tess were there, along with Keira, who was looking suspiciously bruise free, and Katie. I assumed that Samos had used his magical sage-like powers to fix her face. I couldn't help but be a bit disappointed.
"You keep telling yourself that, sugar." Daxter said flippantly. "They were just too busy staring at you to race."
"Whatever it takes," I shrugged, flipping my hair over my shoulder and we all busted up laughing. Well all of us but Keira.
"Well that's not fair," Jak said, kissing my neck. I jumped, not having realised that he had come in.
"Well I might as well flaunt my 'womanly assests.'" I said, jutting my right hip out.
"Keep flaunting those and see what happens," Jak said, his voice a touch lower, and only half joking.
"Oh yeah?" I asked with a raised brow, pouting.
"Yea-" Jak began to respond, but he was cut off by Daxter.
"Oh get a room, would you?"
"You're one to talk," I snickered, flicking my hand toward him and Tess. I heard Katie let out a laugh in the corner.
I turned back to Jak, "So, have you realized I'm a better driver than you yet?"
"Oh definitely," He said, his voice absolutely dripping sarcasm.
I just laughed.
xMx
Two Samos's in one room was something I never thought I would ever have to face. It's something I never wanted to face.
"The Baron is still up to his old tricks." Old Samos said upon seeing us, studying the map in front of him, standing next to his time-twin. That was probably one of the weirder sights I had seen in a while.
"The Underground got word that several Krimzon Blast Bots are zeroing in on the hideout here." The younger one said, looking worriedly down at the map.
"They're armored bombs which seek all targets. If any of these Blast Bots reach this place, we're dead!" 'Ol Green stuff explained, finishing his younger self's sentence. Oh man, was it that weird when Jak and I did that? Cuz we should seriously stop if it was.
"Ahh, what are you worried about, old man." The Shadow turned to the old one, saying scornfully mockingly. "You're almost dead anyway."
"Well, if you'd taken better care of yourself, I wouldn't be in the state I am now!" Funny, he was practically blaming himself.
The younger one ignored him, "Take out those Blast Bots before they reach the hideout, you two. They have proximity defenses, so do be careful." He finished the conversation, both Samos's staring at us with the exact same expression.
We turned to head out, "Good hunting!" The both said at the same time. I slowly turned around, an eyebrow raised, to see them both waving at us innocently. I looked to Jak who just shook his head, almost smirking, pulling me out the door.
I don't think that was something I was ever going to get used to.
A/N: I apolagise for the short chapter. I'm watching a Star Wars marathon with my friend and I didn't finish this last night cuz I thought I was going to have time tonight, but I didn't know he was coming over and it's like 3 am and im writing this while watching Star Wars, so im sorry about that, and im also sorry if there's like random Star Wars script in here.
My friend is totally mocking me for writing this though, so I'm going to go before he like shuts off my laptop. One more thing though, I wanted to just say thanks because WOW in the 7 days of August, i've got 1.5 thousand views on this story and that is HUGE, guys, really thanks! Cookies to all! Especially the ones that have reviewed!
Razor: That is always a hard question to answer because it changes so often, so after much struggle and consulting of my best friend, he and I have decided that my favourite genre of music is punk. Not like Blink-182 and Greenday and The Used and My Chemical Romance and All Time Low and Fall Out Boy and Panic! at the Disco and Cobra Starship, though i love all of them dearly, but like Misfits and Bouncing Souls and Black Flag and Ramones and Sex Pistols and The Clash and Smashing Pumpkins and NOFX and Flogging Molly and Dead Kennedys. And for my favourite band, it will always be My Chemical Romance, but my second favourite band at the moment is the Misfits. Thank you for the review (And I know, aren't Maddy and Sylence wicked rad :P)
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