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Norwood, Deangelo's mother's house. 4:19 pm.

With Deangelo and Ping…

"What do I have to do in order to be in the Midnight Club?" I asked my father.

"You have to start winning races, get your name out there so you can attract some of the car clubs around here in the city." My father replied, "There's this one crew that chills out at Patten Park all the time, they call themselves the Visoreds. If you beat the high ranking members of that crew you'll be in the midnight club automatically, but first you got to get their attention defeat the other car clubs first before gunning for the Visoreds."

"Couldn't you just pull some strings and make me a member of the Midnight Club?"

"Sorry man I can't, I got connections but I don't have that big of a connection, you're going to have to do this on your own."

After that my father drove off while I sat on the hood of my car and sighed, to think that I am going to become a full fledged street racer, it's truly mind blowing to say the least.

But really there's nothing else left to really do, 205 Customs is closed down and I'm out of a job yet again on the bright side to all of this I'll be putting my skills to the ultimate test, I have been street racing since I was 16 and my father has taught me a lot over the years.

There was a side of me that didn't want to become a full fledged street racer, but there was another side of my that wanted to see just how fun the Midnight Club is, to see and race against some of the most fastest and toughest street racers, to drive in some of the most high performance top of the line vehicles.

Time slowly passed by as I sat on the hood of the car looking at the clear blue skies above, there were two sides of me that was battling it out inside my head, one of them saying "Do it Deangelo, Join the Midnight Club think of all the fun you'll have!"

Then there was another side that was saying, "Don't do it Deangelo, it ain't worth it man!!"

I got off the car and finally made my decision, "I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna join." I said to myself, "I might as well head to Patten Park later on tonight; the first car club I'm going to challenge is the Unbeatable Street Racers get ready Sai Saici, because I'm going to race you first."

Patten Park, 4:26 pm.

With Sai Saici….

"Okay listen up everyone, Listen up!" I said getting the attention of my crew, "Ya'll already know that the Atlanta chapter of American Royalty is coming down here in a few days, so we got to be ready."

"Yo Sai Saici, got a question." One of the street racers said standing up, "What about our leader, she's been having a lot of problems with her ride; will she be able to get it fixed before the tournament?"

"Don't worry the problem has been fixed." A voice said in the distance, we all turned around and saw a girl who was wearing a brown school uniform; she had dark purple hair and a red ribbon tied to it and she also had bright orange eyes.

"Well it's good for you to join us Senna, late as usual of course." I said, Senna scratched the back of her head and chuckled, "So you managed to get the RSX fixed?"

"Of course, the engine is good as new!" she answered, "I'm really eager to test it out, you know where your brother is at?"

Over the past week or so Senna has been racing my brother on Interstate 50, she really enjoys racing against him because he's a tough street racer, Senna doesn't like racing against people who don't step their "A" game up.

"Knowing Deangelo he's probably at 205 Customs right now, just be patient Senna he'll show up later on tonight." I answered.

Suddenly a midnight blue 94' Toyota Supra arrived into the parking lot area, it had a vinyl of a gold dragon on the side of it along with chrome 19 inch rims, a body kit and a carbon fiber spoiler on the back of it.

On the front of the license plate it had the initials "SOS" while the back of the license plate had the word "Nuchu", the driver who got out was wearing a solid black South Pole hoodie, black/white "Dub Zero" Jordans, denim LRG pants and a black sweatband around his head.

He looked like he was African American mixed with Japanese descent and he was medium built and around the same height as me, looks like he is probably in his late teens or early twenties.

"No way, it's Nuchu Akusa, leader of SOS." One of the crew members said.

"What does 'SOS' stand for?" Senna asked.

"It stands for 'Society Of Supras', they're a car club that consist of Toyota Supras hence the name, I've heard a lot about them. The Society Of Supras started in West Orange, NJ along with another car club called Team Sky, which is ran by his little brother Nikko Akusa over the past few years these two car clubs have been making a name for themselves. They've won tournaments here in America, Konoha and Tokyo; they became an official car club for the Midnight Club Organization thanks to Yamamoto people say that they are extremely good. They got different chapters in different cities here in America and Tokyo, from what I've been hearing Nuchu has a San Diego chapter up in California."

"And you would be right homeboy," Nuchu said as he approached us, "Since you guys already know who I am, it's good to meet you all."

"What's happening bro, my name is Sai Saici," I said shaking his hands, "I'm the lieutenant of the Birmingham, AL chapter of the Unbeatable Street Racers."

"And I'm Senna, the leader of the Unbeatable Street Racers," She said as she shook Nuchu's hands as well, "So what brings you down here to Birmingham?"

"We're in the tournament that's going to be starting this week, the race officials told us about ya'll facing against the ATL chapter of American Royalty if you beat those guys we'll be ya'll next opponents." Nuchu stated, "Truth be told I'm really looking forward to seeing how good you guys really are, in the mean time it's my first time being down here in Birmingham and I was wondering if you guys can show me around a tad bit."

"No problem." I replied.

Deangelo's apartment, 4:33 pm.

"In order to become an official member of the Midnight Club, you got to race against a crew called the Visoreds but you must get their attention first, race against the other car clubs first before gunning for them."

Those words of what my father said were stuck inside my mind as I continued working on my Nissan 350Z Roadster, (one of many cars that I got in my garage, dad's garage and Uncle Mike's garage).

Nine times out of ten Sai Saici is gonna want to race on Interstate 50, he loves racing on the freeway it's been that way since he raced on the Wangan even though Interstate 50 is not all the way straight as the Wangan, Sai Saici and the others still race on it.

I shut the hood of the car and got in since I already did my homework I might as well start practicing for tonight's race, I cut the car on and drove out of the garage and down the road.

The Sheraton Hotel; Downtown Birmingham, 4:36 pm.

With Sai Saici, Nuchu and Senna…

The first place we took Nuchu to was the top floor of the Sheraton to give him a good view of the city a little bit, after this we're heading to 205 Customs on the south side.

"Yo what's that place up there?" Nuchu asked as he looked through the binoculars.

"You mean the place where the Vulcan Statue is at right?" I replied, "That's Red Mountain it's a very popular place for tourist and street racers to go."

"There's a roadway up there?" he asked, "I really can't see it because of all the trees."

"Oh yeah a lot of touge races are held up on Red Mountain, but the races only be held late at night when the police aren't on patrol."

I looked at Senna who was just enjoying looking at the city from this high up, she always love looking at city's from tall places.

"Hey Sai Saici I'm heading over to the arcade area." She said heading back inside.

"So Sai Saici, how long have you been a lieutenant for the Unbeatable Street Racers?" Nuchu asked as we sat down near a table.

"I've been a lieutenant for about three years now," I answered, "the same goes for Senna I'm one of the fastest racers on interstate 50 and nobody has been able to beat my time, by the way I have to compliment on your Toyota Supra I wish I had that type of car."

"What, you don't like racing in the RX-7?"

"I like racing in it but really I always dreamed about getting a Supra cause let's face it, that is like the ultimate car in the tuner community along with the Nissan Skyline, that's just my personal opinion."

Nuchu chuckled, "You sound just like my little brother Nikko, he got himself a Nissan Skyline GT-R R34 V-Spec II on his birthday in a pink slip race, he still got his first car which is a 2000 Honda Civic Si-R."

"I still got my first car as well; it's an AE86 that my grandfather gave to me before he died." I said, "You should have seen it man, it was in pretty bad shape and the engine was extremely old, the interior was in worse bad shape than the exterior luckily Ping managed to get it fixed."

Nuchu's eyes widen when I mentioned that name, "You know Shawn Taylor?"

"Well yeah, you know him?" I asked.

"My family and I personally know him me, my third youngest brother Cory and Nikko wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for him, he's the one who got me and my brothers into the life of street racing."

"Well maybe later on we'll stop by Ping's place so you can say hello, in the mean time let's head over to 205 Customs."

Underneath Interstate 50, 8:30 pm.

With Deangelo….

Night time fell upon Birmingham again but thankfully the temperature stayed somewhat the same, it's a little cool out but it wasn't much to worry about.

Even during the school days people still come to Patten Park to street race it's pretty amazing if I do say so myself, the park was packed I could see people sitting outside playing cards, dancing to music, showing off their rides, etc.

There were a lot more people chilling out inside of the abandoned school as I watched some of them watching from the upper floor windows, as I continued to checking underneath the hood of the car I could see a red Ferrari F430 out the right corner of my eye.

It had chrome 22 inch rims and dark black tinted windows so it was pretty much impossible to see who's behind the wheel of the exotic sports car, the driver of the Ferrari parked along side of the curb and got out.

The driver was a somewhat of a tall guy he had jaw length blonde hair with a straight cut, he was wearing a black Kangol hat, black baggy jogging pants with red stripes going down the sides, a black jacket with red stripes going down the sides, a red t-shirt and some black converse shoes.

I knew who the driver was, my dad told me about him, and I can still remember what my dad said: "The leader of the Visoreds, his name is Shinji Hirako he drives a red Ferrari F430, him and his crew usually watch the races from the second floor of that abandoned building. If the races aren't taking place in Patten Park they're usually watching from amongst the crowd."

I saw Sai Saici and the rest of the Unbeatable Street Racers arriving; the red Acura RSX was leading the crew into the parking lot area.

"So the driver in the RSX is the leader of the crew." I said shutting the hood of the car, "Alright good, it's time to kill two birds with one stone."

Next chapter coming up.