Dimensions:Sweet Tooth Black

Disclaimer: I do not own twisted metal,or any chracters, except my own

I hope some of you didn't think that daniel jacobs was the person I was talking about when I said theres gonna be a person that has a impact on sweet tooth,well hes persons gonna be in this of you mite know him when I describe ,others will know him heres chapter5:A fimiliar face.

It was almost day time,the sky was a grayish color.I looked down at the radio in this old ragidy truck.I turned to my favorite station,my favorite song was on too,Ostegoeletric by Static-X.I was driving down the dirt road, taping my hands on the wheel to the screams of the song.I drove by a sign that said,(Las vegas 40 miles).I looked in the glove compartment of the truck,like 30 beer cans came rolling out,It was like this truck belonged to larry(the cable guy).

I closed the glove compartment back up.I put only one hand on the wheel.I saw something run pass my truck,I heard it trip, I stoped driving and got out to check to see what it was.I left the door open,the music was blasting from the truck.I walked in front of the truck and saw a boy with a long blue sleaved shirt ,a biker vest,cargo pants,and steel toed boots,and also clown make-up on,and not to mention his hair looked liked fire….this is akward.

"hey….kid you alright,I wanted to kill him but somethin told me not to."yeah im ok"He said sitting up rubbing the top of his head,He sounded like he was holding his nose."You need a lift"the kid looked up at me and said what everyone says when they meet me…..or when im about to kill'm."HOLY CRAP YOUR HEADS ON FIRE!".AND?.Nothing that's hardcore mister.I think I like this kid."So…you need a lift?."no not really but ill come with you"."ummmmm ok…hop in then.I got back in the truck and so did that kid."So whats your name kid?"."Needles"."Im sorry what was that?".I couldn't believe what I jus Heard."Yeah….my names Needles Kane".

"So whats your name mister"."Who me"?."Duh…"My name is Needles Kane"WOW…..ARE YOU SERIOUS.I looked at my window and noded yes, then looked back at the road."So…Needles….what kind of music you like." Metal"."Me too"."Where does your parents live"."Im….im…..a…orphen".Do you live at a orphenage around nevada."no I live alone wandering".so you don't have anywhere to go"."no…."."You can ride with me as long as you like,Ok buddy".Really….thanks mister"."Please…..Call me sweet tooth.(Las Vegas 20 miles)

Thank you all PLZ 4 THE LOVE OF SORRY THIS WASN'T LONG OR ACTIONY