I do not own anything….
North Birmingham; 8:15 pm.
With Deangelo…
There were a lot of things in life I truly hated: police, cheaters, arrogant people, but one thing I TRULY hated the most is having a giant sized dog lick me in the face with his slimy tongue trying to forget where that tongue has been previously.
"Get off," I shouted at the canine, "Get off damn-it!"
The white-furred animal jumped off and barked as he happily wagged his tail, it was none other than Akamaru, Kiba's pet and best friend. Kiba's mother, Tsume Inuzuka, gave Akamaru to Kiba as a gift on his 10th birthday and every since then they've become extremely close pals.
Emerging from the Crown Victoria was Kiba and surprisingly enough, Neji who were both laughing, "Oh man that was a good one!" Kiba said.
"Never knew it would work so well." Neji added.
Choji, Shikamaru, Ino, and Sai Saici were standing outside of the lounge shaking their heads, not really surprised that Kiba would pull a prank like this, but surprised that a person like Neji would be in on it. As Kiba was helping me up Nuchu and his boys came from the alleyway calling my name to see if I was alright, Kiba burst out in laughter yet again when he saw them.
"You should have seen the look on your faces, you guys fell for it so bad!" he said in between laughs pounding the hood of the car.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Nuchu said giving the young Inuzuka the middle finger, "You better watch you back, cause we got you son."
"Honestly Kiba, you're so immature at times." Ino said walking up to him with her arms crossed.
Kiba smiled as he wrapped his arms around Ino who began to smile herself and said, "But that's why you love me though."
My jaw dropped when they kissed each other, "What the hell!? Of all people, Kiba is her boyfriend!?"
I was going to ask when did they become an item, but I'll set that question aside for now, "What's going on with the cops?" Neji asked, "We came across two checkpoints on the freeway, not only that but they're driving in newer, faster cars."
"The police have been trying to shut us down, you guys need to check out the artillery they have to try to stop a fleeing vehicle." Andrew stated.
"Well I guess explains why the tournament is being put on hold," said Kiba as he sat on the hood of his Crown Victoria, "Also heard there's a storm coming pretty soon too, and that's gonna delay the tournament even more."
"Well we'll just have to wait it out." Matoko responded.
Just like Matoko said, we just had to wait it out, that's all we could really do at this point. The police and this snow storm is really messing up my progress, if I defeated Nuchu, then maybe….just maybe the Visoreds will give me a shot at racing them.
Or so I thought truth be told, but seeing as Nuchu and the Society of Supras is a very well -known car club, I'm pretty sure after defeating them I'll be able to get my foot in the door.
The Next day….
Tuesday, January 13th, 2009.…
Tarrant…..
Uncle Ruck's Pull-a-Part; 11:15 am.
With Deangelo and Sai Saici…
Uncle Ruck's Pull-a-Part, a fine place to go if you want to salvage good and used car parts or get a car period, this place has been around for years and my brothers and I have been coming here since all three of us got our first cars.
Seeing as our funds were limited for the time being, we decided to look around for some decent aftermarket parts, we searched around in the import section and so far most of the cars we passed by were gutted clean.
From the motor all the way to the steering wheel, the body is the only thing that were left and most of them were in horrible condition, "Damn, no luck at all what so ever." Sai Saici said as he inspected the skeleton of what used to be a Honda Integra Type R.
"Yeah, looks like we're gonna have to split up and cover more ground," I suggested as I reached into my coat pocket and took out a Boost Mobile phone, "If you find any good car parts, just give me a chirp ok? I'm gonna keep searching the area, you head to the Domestic Import section."
Sai Saici nodded as the two of us parted ways, this salvage yard was huge, it was almost about the size of two football fields and the area was broken into different sections.
The first two sections were the Japanese and Domestic Import section, this mostly focused on import tuners such as Honda, Toyota, Ford, and other companies. There was a European section that focused on tuners and a few bikes, other sections consisted of trucks and SUV's, full size sedans, and much more.
A small gust of wind came through without warning, blowing extremely cold air through the area, my face was starting to go numb and my eyes were beginning to water, I could tell that the snow storm was coming real soon.
"This shit sucks," I thought trying to cover my face from the cold wind, "This really, truly sucks."
As I continued searching for car parts I accidentally tripped over a unknown object and nearly fell, but luckily I managed to land on a car that was covered by a oil stained tarp, slowly examining the shape of the vehicle I shook my head in disbelief.
"No….this cant be what I think it is," I thought, "This cant be!"
Slowly I reached out and grabbed the tarp and proceed to pull it back, the first thing I noticed right off the bat were the pop-up headlights and from the looks of it, a aftermarket front bumper.
I decided to fully take the tarp off, when I did however I was stunned at what my eyes laid upon, it was a second generation Mazda RX-7 (FC3S).
The vehicle had a unique royal blue paint job that could automatically turn the heads of any JDM (Japanese Domestic Marketing) enthusiast, inside were two Recaro racing seats, a detachable steering wheel from Sparco, a Kenwood radio, short shifter, and a built in roll cage.
I haven't examined the car in it's entirety yet but already I wanted the blue two door, I quickly reached for the phone and called my brother up.
*Chirp*
"Yo Sai Saici, where you at?" I asked staring at the 17 inch BBS rims.
Sai Saici quickly responded, "I'm in the Domestic isle, what's up?"
"Get down here for a moment, there's something you need to see."
"You managed to find parts for the Acura?"
"I found something more better than that, just get here quickly."
I could tell this car's been out here for probably a few days cause the body is still in good shape and nothing has hardly been touched, with the exception of it missing two front rims that is.
Most of the aftermarket parts on this car were practically brand new, and deep down I wanted to take these parts off but I'll mess up the FC in the process, it's not everyday you come across cars like these.
Sai Saici finally arrived to the location carrying a few parts in his book bag, "Bro…..is that….."
"A FC3S?" I said before he could finish, "Why it most certainly is."
Sai Saici reached into the FC and popped the hood, inside was a heavily tuned 13B rotary engine that had two turbochargers that were very noticeable.
"Wow this vehicle is in great shape," Sai Saici said inspecting the motor, "a 13B twin turbo rotary engine, adjustable coilovers, aftermarket brakes, stabilizer bars, this is practically a drift car hands down."
A proper drift car indeed, whoever previously owned this FC put a lot of work into it, "Lets head back to Uncle Rukus and see if he has the title and keys to this ride." I said beginning to walk back to the main building.
"And if he doesn't have the keys and/or the title?" my brother asked.
I looked over my shoulder at Sai Saici, and with a smile I said, "I'm still gonna get this car period, do you know how hard it is to find a FC? I'm not about to leave this car here for folks to try to dismantle it for parts, call Mike up and tell him to bring the tow truck."
Interstate 50; 12:30 pm.
With Sai Saici and Deangelo….
So far things were falling into place, I managed to find all the parts needed for the Acura RSX and my brother successfully got the FC3S, though I am happy for Deangelo I am a little worried however about the history of the car.
The first owner was a die-hard street racer who dumped a thousands upon thousands of dollars on that FC, trying to turn it into a drift vehicle that is unique and powerful.
The result is a tuner that has over 650 HP, it's basically an import version of Vaughn Gittin Jr's ride, but one that's uncontrollable and dangerous however. The owner was racing at Barber Motor Sports in a time trial match, his opponent drove a 69' Boss 302 Mustang that had a Supercharged motor from a 2007 Super Snake, during the finals the driver of the FC was tied in first place with the Mustang.
He gave that FC everything it had but in the end, he lost control of the vehicle and crashed into the concrete wall, he didn't survive the crash sadly.
His parents sent the car to the salvage yard and since then every person who has restored and raced in the FC ended up crashing or spinning out, "I don't know what it is about that car, it's like it's cursed or something, every time somebody get's their hands on the car a week later it's back here." Uncle Ruckus said.
"Something bothering you brother?" Deangelo asked as I snapped out of my thought.
"It's nothing Deangelo…..nothing at all." I answered, however Deangelo could tell I was lying by the way he glanced at me.
"Come on Sai Saici, you've had that same frown on your face since we left the salvage yard, now tell me what's bothering you?"
I sat up in the seat and let out a sigh, I might as well go on ahead and tell him cause he's gonna keep on bugging me, "It's about the FC, aren't you a little worried about the car's history?"
Deangelo shook his head, "Not really truth be told."
I sat there staring at my older brother hoping he was bluffing, "You're not nervous?"
"No not at all."
"Not one tiny bit?"
Deangelo sighed, "Sai Saici…"
"Dee I'm sorry but if I found a car in the junkyard, and Uncle Ruckus told me the same shit he said about the Mazda I would think twice about getting it, I seriously got a bad feeling about that car bro and that RARELY happens."
Deangelo scoffed, "You have a 'bad feeling' about everything , there's nothing for you to worry about, yes the car has a pretty bad history, yes the car is probably difficult to handle but what's so different about the car I'm driving now?"
My brother and I were riding in a Mercedes-Benz SL65 AMG Black Series, Deangelo didn't customize the vehicle (performance-wise) because it's pushing out 661 horses (stock) and has a 6-liter V12 under the hood, exterior-wise he got rid of the Mercedes rims and replaced them with 20 inch rims from TIS (Twenty Inches Strong).
I tried to think of a comeback but I couldn't find the right words to respond with however.
Deangelo just gave a slight nod, "Uh-huh, cant think of anything cause you know I'm telling the truth, just because the FC is a powerful car doesn't mean anything, if you don't know how to handle a car that has a shit-ton of horsepower nine times out of ten you will crash I guarantee it. Remember what dad and I said when you first started racing?"
"90 percent is all racer and 10 percent is the car." I answered.
"Precisely." my brother said looking in the rearview.
"Even though what you and Shaun said is true, I still cant help but have a pretty worried feeling you know?" I looked over at Deangelo who didn't respond or say anything as he glanced in the rearview mirror.
"Dee?"
*VROOOOOOM*
*SCREEECH*
I yelped in complete shock as the g-force pushed me back in the seat, "Wh-what the hell man!?" I shouted at him as I quickly put on my seatbelt.
"Sorry about that bro, but we got company behind us." Deangelo stated.
Looking behind us I could see a vehicle pretty far off in the distance but I could tell that it was speeding down the freeway trying to close in on us, though the vehicle was far away I could tell that it was a Porsche because of the headlights.
However when it got closer I noticed the stickers on the sun visor of the front windshield, they were the original Mid Night Club's stickers, "Dude don't tell me that's…"
"Oh yeah that's her, how many people you know drives around in a Porsche that has a wide body kit and the original Mid Night Club stickers?"
Next chapter coming up…
AN: after a long hiatus I am pretty much back, I'll be posting up more chapters in my other fics so I'm sorry for those who have placed me on the watch list and have placed my fics on the favorites list. Peace out for now!
