"You know, I think Wolf really likes you, Luna."

"Yeah right," Luna scoffed. "He has better women to look at, Colin."

Colin playfully pushed Luna, "nah, he's not looking at anyone but you."

Pushing him back Luna walked towards her car, pulling along a little wagon of tools. Wolf hardly ever was around her, why would he be looking a her. Just as she was about to get into the car to pop the hood someone called everyone to attention. It was Wolf, and he was not happy.

"Alright, listen all of you. Tonight, Palmont's Underground was compromised by a fellow streetracer. I, along with Angie and Kenji were arrested while the rat got away. I was let go because I could pay off my bail..." Glancing around the room he stared at Luna longer than anyone else. "However, we'll continue racing again tomorrow. For now, just rest and work on your cars in the morning."

Luna sighed, it was late and she was just about to work on her BMW.

"Luna, I need to talk you. Privately," Wolf called while walking toward his office. "Come along."

"Uh, okay!"

Luna quickly made her way to Wolf's office and stepped in as he closed the door. He walked and offered her a chair, she sat in it to avoid upsetting him. Wolf leaned against the wall in front of her, "I want you to be the first to race tomorrow. They need to know the newest member of my crew isn't a wimp."

Luna swallowed and nodded, "I'll do my best! Thank you for this oppritunity."

"Just don't fuck up, Luna, I'm expecting a lot out of you. Go rest now."

Luna got up and left respectfully before going to retire to the cramped room she had in the garage. She climbed in and kicked off her shoes before curling up.

"I can do it..."

Next day...

Sweat dripped down into her eyes, wiping it away in frustration she growled. Why couldn't she fix the computer problem any faster? She dropped her tools, she couldn't fix it and she just wanted to cry.

"I'll help you."

"Oh, Colin. I would appreciate that, I just can't get this bloody computer to work."

Colin looked at the circuits and rearranged them slightly, "try that."

Luna turned the computer on and it started up, "thanks!"

Colin nodded and retreated to his car. Luna began to put her tools away and spiff up her car, she only had an hour to get ready for the races tonight. She was nervous, she didn't want to fail in front of Wolf after all the coaching she got in her time with TFK. She worked furiously till the car shined and she was ready.

Dressed in a black tank top, dark blue jeans, and bright cyan blue high tops, she looked average. At least, in her opinion.

The race gathering was loud, music was everywhere. Some sections had rap, others punk, and some with rock or heavy metal. This only added to Luna's nerves, she was trying very hard to not hyperventilate.

"Luna your race is about to start. I already put your wager in."

"O-okay Wolf."

She got in her BMW M3 and drove to the starting line. She gripped the steering wheel and looked at the skanky woman holding a bright coloured flag. This was only going to end to ways, winning or being totally humiliated. Revving the engine sent sparks through her heart and caused her to start sweating.

The flag dropped and Luna pressed the gas causing the car to lunge forward way ahead of the tuners and muscles behind. The roar of the engine echoed in her ears and she listened to the loud voice of the gps calling out the twists and turns of the race course. The civilian cars were blurs as she cut through them. The sound of shifting was a welcomed action and Luna felt like she was helping her monster machine move gracefully through the streets by not only steering the behemoth.

An obnoxious muscle had caught up just barely and was a tiny fly that was getting annoying. The loud roar it's engine gave off scared her, what if cops heard. Stupid Americans... However, with only a minute left of the race, at their current speed, she was more nervous of not messing up. Shifting a gear and clicking her NOS the finish line was visible and she was surging towards it. A simple smile appeared on her face and it grew as the cherry red German engineered car crossed the spray painted line and stopped in front of the TFK crew, and Wolf.

Wolf was happy, as happy as he showed. Luna had succeeded and that made him proud to have a successful racer in his crew. Also, she only truly listened to him and Colin. Colin was his right hand man and Luna viewed him as an older brother and "father" figure. Luna knew who to always listen to and she approached him shakily after getting out of her Beamer.

"I-I did it..."

"That you did Luna, you didn't fuck up. I'm proud," petting her hair in a "loving" gesture Wolf grinned. "I'm lucky to have you, my dear."

Luna smiled happily and grinned at Wolf before going to join Colin to celebrate her laughed and talk animatedly with her and the night went just perfect and Luna felt at home...

Luna awoke to soft meowing and scratching at the door. Looking at the large window in the room the sun was just rising. Carefully she got up and moved her cat away from the door so she could slip into the quiet hallway. Her feet hit the floor with a soft patter. She walked towards the dining room area, Luna knew this mansion like her own and she wanted a morning cup of tea. If she was going to be a permanent resident here she might as well get comfortable. As long as, she could continue racing the Brit would be content.

"I knew you would come here."

Luna rolled her eyes, "I'm a person of habit. Tea was a very important part of my British life, still is."

Handing her a cup with Earl Grey Tea, Wolf sat at the large table beckoning Luna to sit in the chair next to him. She obliged and sat sipping the steaming tea slowly. With nothing to eat with it, it was very plain but she wasn't going to look weak by complaining. It was just nice to have something in her system after skipping dinner last night due to Allan. Allan...

Placing the mug on the table softly she stared at the designs on the table, "I need to become Queen by beating Allan..."

"I still have your Lil' Cherry Beamer if you want it."

"Of course, he has my Aston. My beautiful English car..." Growling she slammed her fist on the table near the cup of tea. "I want it back too, find a way to get it, please."

Nodding Wolf pulled her off her chair and into his lap, "if that's what my soon-to-be wife wants, she'll get. I'll have someone get it back as soon as possible."

Luna smiled softly and genuinely, the first time in a long time. If he was willing to do anything for her than maybe marrying him was a good idea after all. Time would tell, and Luna had all the time in the world now. She had Wolf and her war plans were coming together smoothly.

"If speed is my life, why rush to get to it? Wolf, we'll get rid of him and own Palmont. They'll know who is the Street Queen and her King."

"Of course, my dear..."

A/N: Lunny here, I'm sure many of you were disappointed with the previous chapters not including any racing. Of course as Need for Speed story needs racing of some sort, I just wanted you to get to know the characters and their place in this story. I also wanted you to see how Luna felt in the past and her present personality. I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter, please review it helps encourage me to continue this story. Until next time! Ciao!