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Sorry it took so long to update guys! I've had a really busy time at school. Just when I thought homework would slow down-BAM- I get a mass of homework enough to sink a ship…
Anyway, I had a little bit of spare time, so I worked on chapter 3! YEAH! Maybe not my best work, but I definitely add a few major details in the chapter here.
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This chapter is mainly looking through our amnesia's eyes and how each character appears to her. So while WE (the readers and watchers) know what they look and act like, she doesn't so bear with me for this chapter. You're going to know whose speaking, she isn't…
Disclaimer: Monkey owns Acceleracers…NO SERIOUS the guy who plays Monkey is also the director of the series so in a way Monkey owns Acceleracers…that's a scary thought…
Chapter 3
"Hi…?" The driver squeaked hesitant of what to say when the center of attention was placed on her. The other men (not one other woman besides Karma!) stared at her in bewilderment and shock as she fidgeted anxiously. Their gazes seemed to bore right through into the wall behind her, eyes on all sides of the room. On the left hand side were rough and burly guys, full of chains and a good deal of muscle. She could involuntarily feel her feet shift in the other direction-a survival technique maybe? To her right, sitting with Karma, were more well toned men in blue and white—some with a mixture of orange. She wished that someone would talk to her and not stare at her as if she were an alien…
"So this is our mysterious driver from another realm?" Kadeem asked, as a casual smirk played at his lips as he watched her play with the ends of her gloves nervously. He watched her caramel hazel eyes scan the room full of surprised drivers and somewhat angry glares (more from Kurt than anyone else). With a shaky breath she swallowed her anxiety and leaned upon her right leg.
"Apparently so …" She shrugged casually as she felt a heavy weight come off her shoulders and silently thanked this man. He was African American, brown dreadlocks woven a top his head, and serene brown eyes. His yellow and brown racing suit set him apart from the other drivers at the head of the table.
"So, you don't remember anything?" Taro asked calmly as she turned to face the new calm and composed voice on the left side of the room. The opposite of the African American, this man had an Asian appearance with solid hazel-green eyes (A/N what the hell color is Taro's eyes!?). His thick jet black hair was pulled behind his head into a smooth ponytail. His netted sleeves were pulled a top his built arms and under his wide black shirt, etched with twin 'M's in the middle.
"Sorry, I don't...well; I don't remember anything that can help you win against the Drones." Everyone had almost literally jumped out of their seats at the mention of the Drones.
"And how do you know about the Drones, we though you just said you didn't know anything." Kurt accused and she just blinked in shock at his hostility towards her. His eyes were hidden behind orange tinted visors, their color drowned in the bright neon shade. His faintly wide built body was hidden by his blue and orange racing jacket, only revealing a pure midnight black shirt underneath. Hair seemingly electrocuted scattered everywhere on the base of his skull, as he glared at her. She pointed innocently at Lani and the entire room had settled into a calmer environment.
"She told me as did Doctor Tezla…"
'Are you really that dumb?' She thought mentally rolling her eyes.
"Sorry we just thought…" Vert hesitated to finish his sentence, afraid of either enraging the girl or creating tension with his fellow drivers. His hair seemed to put the man next to him in shame, sun colored strands flying in all directions. He was younger than the rest, baby blue eyes stared at her half curious-half afraid. His white jacket hung across his frame, arms draped across the table's top. She stared at him curiously and nodded with a gasp.
"You thought I was a Drone, right, uh, that was mentioned to me." She muttered shyly as the room grew into a tenser level. She waved off the feeling with a half given shake, "Relax I'm not a drone…"
"Really, you know this for fact? Gee thanks for setting the record straight, we can all race with ease knowing our mysterious amnesiac driver isn't a Drone." Wylde sarcastically implied. She looked at him with a half amused, half glaring tone as he peered at her over his dark shades. Jet black seemed to stick straight out of his head from a heavy concentration of gel. Much like his team mate next to him, he was dressed in pure black with twin blood red 'M's across his muscular chest. With a gloved hand he pulled his shades back up and propped his feet on top of the table.
"Well smart ass when you put it like that…" She bit back and flipped her hair, causing quite a few stares, including from Lani. Wylde, on the other hand, looked amused at the retort; at least there was one thing he could like about this girl- Kurt hated her. And if Kurt hated her, then he liked her…
"Look," She sighed heavily, "I may not know who I am, what I am, or whatever the hell is going, but I'm helping in any way I can." She bit the inside of her cheek- when did the attitude suddenly appear? Or maybe she always had it and was resurfacing involuntarily.
"So what are you going to do?" Kurt hesitantly asked, waiting for some kind of slip up and revealing that she was indeed a spy.
"Eh, driving…" She shrugged as shouts of shock and outraged follow.
"Ha, see I told you guys she could drive!" Monkey proclaimed loudly, all heads shaking in silent.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence…," She laughed as Monkey sat high and proud in his chair, "But I honestly don't remember how to drive, but Doctor Tezla believes that maybe sitting in a car behind the wheel I can remember more easily." She watched as he sat a little lower with each depressing word that came out of her mouth. "Speaking of 'you guys', is that all I'll ever call anybody, or do you actually have names" She asked in a mocking tone of awe, and for the first time that day a few awkward smiles were thrown in her direction.
"I'm Monkey…" Monkey murmured a little down after his theory was somewhat blow apart.
"As in the animal that eats bananas and jumps around in trees?" She asked surprised as a few heads spun and she groaned, "I told you I don't remember anything important, but things like senses, a few likes/dislikes, and random information I can remember. Names, dates, family, life style all thrown out the window at this point in time." She scratched her head embarrassed and let her arms fall to her sides greatly.
"I'm Vert…" Vert waved slightly which she returned kindly.
"Kurt…" He bluntly stated and she frowned. 'Why the hell does this guy hate me so much?'
"Taro…" He said indifferently. 'Well, at least I don't THINK he hates me.'
"Wylde…" He unenthusiastically stated and she blew a gasp of air. 'Do ALL these drivers find me THAT repulsive?'
"And I am Kadeem…what should we call you?" He asked politely as she shrugged.
"How 'bout Anna?" she stated as Wylde huffed.
"Why 'Anna'?" Her lips turned into a hopelessly sad smile as she shook her head, strands of hair flying in the air.
"Short for Anonymous…" She stated as the drivers nodded slowly and surely.
"Can I ask another question…," They all looked curiously at her, "why does it look like you guys are spilt down the middle?"
"There are two different teams here Anna. The Teku," Kadeem pointed to his left side as Vert gave a slight wave, "and the Metal Maniacs." Monkey waved enthusiastically. Anna nodded slowly while looking at Lani hopelessly in a 'what the hell' kind of look.
"Anna doesn't exactly understand the full details of the Realms just yet, so she'll stay with me while she gets caught up." Lani almost laughed at the poor girl's look- she didn't have the heart to get her caught in the middle of their war.
"What do you not get?" Karma asked as Anna waved her hands in a nonchalant manner.
"Oh I get the whole super powered beings called Accelerons created a super charged wheel that can power all of USA, and that the wheel was sought after in this 'World Race', only to later fall victim to the Drones- robots that can drive, and as of right now you're racing to get the thing back before humans are ruled by scrap metal. As to what happened in the World Race, what is going on now, and whatever I have to do with it, not a clue." She counted off on her fingers everything that Doctor Tezla had told her in the hospital room. Some of the drivers looked shocked that she already knew so much, others such as Kurt were a little anxious. He wasn't going to tell her anytime soon what he used to be- then she would be all over this like a dog chasing a cat; only the cat is fighting back.
"Doctor Tezla would like to know what we should call the driver while she is here with us." Gig entered the room as Anna whipped her hair around, almost hitting Gig in his metallic face. She looked Gig directly into his sensory eyes, blinked a few times then pointed at him.
"Drone?" She asked as Kurt chocked back a laugh, along with almost every driver there. Wylde just started laughing and clutching his sides at her idiotic question, watching her cheeks turn from pale peach to burning pink. Kurt had to cover his mouth to keep his smirk from cracking through his sharp poker face. In fact almost everyone tried to stiff a chuckle or two as Gig shook his head sadly at Anna.
"WHAT?! It's a perfectly valid question…oh wait, Drones are green and black," She gazed back at Gig's metallic blue and orange body, "your blue and orange. Sorry about that. Call me Anna…"
"I am Gig, Doctor Tezla's robotic assistance around the Acceledome. I will inform Doctor Tezla that we shall call our…guest…Anna until she can regain her memories." Gig zoomed out of the room with echoing whine; Anna's face still the palest pink after her embarrassing moment. Wylde was still on the floor, laughing as if the world was going to end tomorrow…it wasn't that funny. Anna stalked over to him, leaning over his now still muscular physique, breathing harshly and deep.
"I'm glad I can be so amusing to you Wylde, just don't get comfortable with it." Anna sarcastically implied as Wylde just smirked behind his shades as he crossed his arms underneath his head, propping his head off the cool carpet floor.
"I don't, I can get comfortable with this…" he sang as Anna blinked down at him. She realized that she was leaning quite far over him, giving him the perfect view of her curves, snug against the closes she had discovered among the duffel bag. Her eyes narrowed as her lips tightened, wrung her hands into tightened fists and the muscles within her arms tightened against her pale skin complexion. Kurt, flushed, groaned at his brother's blunt state of mind, and he wasn't the only one. Vert, Taro, and Kadeem watched in curious horror, like watching a train wreck you just could not take your eyes from. Monkey knew what was to come as he shielded himself with the back support of the chair, peering in between the arm rests.
"Oh why you…" Anna threatened, but her sentenced was never finished as her words were drowned within a blaring alarm. She quickly un-clenched her hands as she watched all of the drivers turn to the wide view of the glazed window. The holographic rings began to swivel around each other, the alarm continuing to blare louder amongst the scrambles to the door. Anna watched in curiosity as everyone pushed chairs and ran out the metal door with shoves and haste movement.
"What in the world is going on?" She asked bewildered, as Wylde jumped to his feet and cracked his knuckles.
"Time for a race, later!" Wylde winked at her as Anna shook her head in disgust, until she saw Kurt glance toward her by the door. She stood rigid under his cold gaze; she could feel herself shiver under the hostile stare. He slowly walked out the door and down the steps, and she released the breath she never knew she held. Anna gazed out the window, watching drivers run to their cars, checking to make sure everything was perfect before they faced the Drones again.
"Hey, maybe we should wait so no one else comes out?" Monkey cried out, earning a few choruses of laughter, especially from Kadeem. Anna felt her own smile twitch up at the joke to her dispense, but it felt good to feel something besides being empty.
"Anna come on, we're going to monitor the drivers from the Control Room." Lani called out as she attached one of those wireless phones to her ear and run out the door. Anna was about to follow pursuit when she saw it, it was just sitting there down in the garage. Anna made sure Lani was gone before she ran down the steps by two, feet barely touching the step before it was on another. She slowed her quick run into a slowed walk, approaching it slowly.
"A Mustang Shelby Cobra…" She breathed, finding herself completely in awe…and it was only a car.
Anna fingered the silver sheen of the car, illuminated like a diamond under the lights of the dome. Two dark blue horizontal stripes ran along the hood and engine of the car, windows tainted black. She felt her hand run over the symbol of the car, a snake coiled around, it baring its fangs. She gripped the handle and jerked, finding that it opened easily as to being locked. She slid into the driver's seat, and found it to be a perfect fit to her body size. Everything was chrome and blue- the radio, the gear shift, the buttons she had no idea what they did. Even the steering wheel was silver and blue, the center of the wheel a cobra hiding itself behind its tail, only the slanted eyes apparent. She tried to press the gas peddle, but nothing happened…except for the fact that Anna realized she was dumb enough to forget that she needed a key.
And then…it all stopped. She forgot where she was, the sounds around her, all she could hear was her own hammering pulse.
"Aw come on, show me one more time…what if I loose my keys in my car again, you could be saving me!" A tiny feminine voice piped up as Anna sighed heavily.
"Fine, but only one more time…" She warned as she climbed inside the car, her slender legs tossed over the driver's seat. Anna was face down beneath the steering wheel, her mess of hair thrown across the pedals of the car, fingers grasping at a collection of wires. With a series of sparks and frustrated sighs, the car had roared to life as Anna flipped back gracefully into an up right position. She sighed happily and patted the car gently.
"See; nothing to it…just don't make it a habit to loose your keys." She commented as she patted the figure on the shoulder who only laughed weakly.
And then it all came rushing back- the blaring alarm, the voices of drivers taking off, and the car Anna was in roaring to life…huh?
Anna flipped back into an upright position, hearing the engine purr and vibrates the car as Anna blinked. There was no key, but the car was roaring with each push of the gas.
"Did I just hot wire this car…?!" She thought surprised and bewildered, grasping the steering wheel. Suddenly, it WAS like riding a bicycle- the different gears of the car, the sudden whiplash feeling of dodging cars, hitting a car.
Anna shifted the car into drive…
"Lani we have video confirmation…" Gig stated as Lani checked all of the monitors.
"Good then we should have radio as well," She pressed the mic to her ear, "can everyone hear me?" Shouts of yes followed her question and she sighed with relief. Doctor Tezla stood in the background, wearing the same smirk and expression for the past five minutes now. Lani counted all of the monitors and sighed again, all the drivers were accounted for.
"Good, all eight drivers are on in the realm." She happily stated as the radio went dead silent.
"Lani, maybe you should go back to school and learn math again." Vert laughed as Lani blinked perplexed.
"Why Vert?"
"Because, there are only seven of us Lani."
"No, I count eight monitors…"
"Three members from Teku, three from Metal Maniac, and Kadeem-seven." Taro stated calmly as Lani counted the monitors again.
"I don't understand I count eight active video signals and radio waves, say Anna could you- Anna?" Lani stared around the room and found no trace of the girl in sight.
"Lani, you alright?" Vert asked worried as Lani didn't respond.
"Yeah I just can't find…"
CLICK!
"ANNA!!"
He he he, what an interesting development.
Remember what happened to Anna in the car, it is important.
The next chapter will be PART 1 of the lighting realm, I plan to make it somewhere between two or three parts, this goes for many of the other realms as well.
I hope I can make heads spin with this little chapter, so let me know! REVIEW PLEASE!! CT V2