RPG The Fast and the Furious: Street Wars {RPG}

[Japan]

[COLOR=Navy]Laura noticed Nate put a cd in her cd player and she rolled her eyes. Ten minutes later, they arrived at the garage. Laura park her car and then got out.

Laura: "Let's move your car on the lift, and let's get to work. We have a long night ahead of us."

Nate: "Right"

Nate put the Escudo in neutral and with Laura's help, they moved in on top of the lift. Laura went to the towel bin and tossed her brother a towel as she grabbed her own.

Laura: "I'm going to look in side the hood while you look underneath.

"Alright," Nate replied as he went underneath the car in the pit, "Could you do me a favor and get me a Gatorade a an wrench?"

Laura: "Sure."

Laura walked upstairs to the break room and she brought down two gatorades, and a cd player.

Laura: "Want to listen to Metallica while we work?"

Nate: "Ok"

Laura handed him a wrench, popped an old Metallica cd in the cd player, pushed play, and the two got to work.[/COLOR]

[Nate]

[color=magenta]I was nodding my head to the beat of Mettalica until some oil fell onto his face. This wasn't good, he had an oil leak.[/color]

Me: Great. oil Leak

[color=magenta]Laura: Huh?[/color]

Me: Oil. Leak.

[color=magenta]Laura: Don't get all huffy-uffy.[/color]

ME: I have a wrench and I know how to use it, lil sis. Don't try that junk with me.

[color=magenta]I wriped the oil off my sihrt with a rag, and sat back.[/color]

Me: Let the oil drain. Damn it.

[color=magenta]I threw the tool into the garage door, as it opened. In came Tré.[/color]

Tré: Vwhat ever it is, I didn't do it. Don't throw tools at me.

[color=magenta]Me: MY bad.[/color]

I chuckled.

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[Japan]

[COLOR=Navy]Laura: "Stop treatin the tools that way!"

Laura tossed a bucket to Nate below.

Laura: "When that oil stops leaking, I want you to clean up that mess, you hear? And don't you dare put that shirt of yours in the washer and dryer when we get home. Tré, are you ok?"

Tré: "yeah"

Laura: "cool. Do you want something to drink? If you do, you can go and help yourself to anything in the fridge in the break room upstars." To Nate..."How's that leak coming along?"[/COLOR]

[Nate]

[color=magenta]Me: It's leakin. Coming out faster, too. Can you see where it's coming from up there?[/color]

Laura: No, I can't see the oil at all.

[color=magenta]Me: Ok.[/color]

I stood up and used a rag to get more off the shirt. I got the "Kitty Litter" As I called it, and waited for the oil to stop. The, I tossed the "Kitty Litter" ON top of the oil, coating it until I couldn't see oil any more.

[color=magenta]Me: I think we should wait and work on it tomorow. Gve the kitty litter time to work. Unless you want to get under the car and get it all over you.[/color]
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[Japan]

[COLOR=Navy]Laura: "Like hell I do. After we collect most of that oil that's leaking, let's go home. I'm getting pretty tired."

Nate: "Alright"

After about a half hour, the leaking pretty much stopped. Laura handed Nate a clean towel, and gave him her old sweatshirt and a plastic bag.

Nate: What's this for?

Laura: "To put that oiled shirt of yours in, and something for you to wear on the way home. I don't want oil inside my Ferrari, but I don't want you getting sick either. "

Nate: "Alright"

Nate whiped the rest of the oil off his face the best he could, placed his shirt in the bag, and put the sweatshirt on.

"Alright. Let's go home, " said Laura finally after a big yawn.[/COLOR]

[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1]Trix watched the two drive away in Laura's Ferrari. She thought about jumping in the Lightning and following them, just to make sure they made it alright, but quickly squashed the idea. Laura and Trix were not the best of friends. In fact, they were never friendly aquaintances. Laura nearly wrecked Trix's truck when she found out that Nate was dating her. Of course, Laura wasn't alone, Shelly always did her best to let Trix know that she wasn't welcome around them.

[b]"What in the hell were you doing racing him? You know his Escudo is seriously screwed up. And it's because of you!"[/b] Shelly spun on her heel.

[b]"Ugh, do you smell that?"[/b] Trix sniffs the air, [b]"Smells like Shellfish. Why don't you get into that box car and piss off."

"What did you just say?"[/b]

Shelly walked up to Trix, her fists clenched. Trix merely smiled and hung her thumbs in her pockets.

[b]"You heard me,"[/b] Trix narrowed her eyes.

Shelly raised her fist but was stopped by a sharp grasp around her wrist. She twirled around to launch her back-up fist, but it too was caught.

[b]"Cat fight, reowr,"[/b] Asim smiled and lightly shoved Shelly back.

[b]"When did you get back?"[/b] Trix chuckled and leant over onto her truck.

The engine was hissing and the frame of the truck was heated. Trix glanced at her laptop and saw that everything was cooling down normally. Asim's smile slowly faded.

[b]"Now, what was all of that violence?"

"Oh, this little twit hates me,"[/b] Trix yawned and stretched her arms above her head.

Shelly rolled her eyes, [b]"You totally screwed Nate."

"Sure did, and it was the best I've ever had,"[/b] Trix teased and laughed mockingly.

[b]"You bi-"[/b] Shelly exclaimed.

[b]"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Easy killer,"[/b] Asim held the flailing girl around the waist.

Trix just laughed harder and opened the door to her truck. She slid into the seat and blared Disturbed. Trix shifted and took off.

[b]"Welcome back, Asim!"[/b]

She drove back into the city, heading back to the club.

[i]I wonder if I did screw Nate. His Escudo is really messed up..[/i] With that in mind, Trix swung an abrupt U-turn and headed towards the opposite side of town.

"The Game" plays loudly, echoing into the night.[/color][/size]

[Revelation]

[size=1][color=#696969]Asim held onto Shelly after Trix had left away from Thunder Road. Shelly looked to Asim and pushed her way out of his arms. She turned to him and raised her left fist, making contact with his jawline. With a sharp exhale of breath, Shelly made for her car. Once she was near her car, she unlocked her door and opened it. As she was about to close her door, it was abruptly stopped. Looking up, Asim was holding onto the door.

[B]"You have 10 seconds to get away from my car."[/B]

[B]"And if I don't?"[/B]

Shelly snapped her fingers and from the back seat, two ferocious dogs' heads popped out of the window, growling and snapping at Asim, who jumped back. With a smirk on her face, she calmed the dogs down and shut her door. Turning the engine on, Shelly rolled down the windows, holding onto her [URL=http://images.ashford.com/ash/p12155b.jpg]Chanel sunglasses[/URL], watching Asim walk towards her.

[B]"You know, you're pretty cute. Let's race sometime."[/B]

With a wink, Shelly positioned herself and put her sunglasses on, and drove off. She exited the road and sped off towards the garage, leaving Asim in the dust. Her dogs were calm now and resting, yet Shelly knew they wouldn't hurt Asim unless she told them to. She also began to think about Nate and Trix. She despised Trix very much.

[i]"Shellfish? Who the hell does she think she is? What a bitch. God. I have absolutely no[/i] idea [i]in what Nate saw in her. All I see is a two-timing, skanky-assed, no-good, frontin' hoe. And just when I was about to punch her, this guy,[/i] Asim [i]comes along and stops me. He's cute and all, but that pisses me off! Nate, I swear, you're DEAD this time!"[/i][/size][/color]

[Nate]

[color=magenta]I put my shirt in the bag, but didn't put the sweatshirt on.[/color]

Me: I don't wear sweatshirts. I wear no shirt befroe I wear a sweatshirt.

[color=magenta]Laura just rolled her eyes. I grabbed my cd case and sat down in Laura's car, shirtless. I put in Deam theatre, started it. The two guitars and drums filled the garage. Laura turned Metalica off and got in the car. Laura looked at me.[/color]

Laura: Why are you usin my cd player?

[color=magenta]Me: The good one's in the Escudo and built in, and my iPod's at home.[/color]

I started muttering the words to Glass Prison when they came, and
Laura chuckled.

[color=magenta]Me:You know what..I'm callin Trix.[/color]

I dialed her number, and waited for her to answer.

[color=magenta]Me:...Trixxy Trix...Who you think won...I do know, but that's only by Laura's decision...*I chuckle*...who? No, wrong...Just admit it, Trixxy Rixxy..You know I won...[/color]
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[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][b]"Haha! I don't think so, Nate,"[/b] Trix laughed and parked in the driveway.

The neon lights played tricks once more on the Lightning. The truck glossed and glittered as Trix parked next to a tricked out Jetta.

[b]"C'mon, I want to hear it,"[/b] Nate's playful chuckle forced Trix to smile.

[b]"Ugh, no one won."

"Nope, I won."

"Fine, fine. You won,"[/b] Trix sighed and laid on her side across the bench seat.

She stretched and yawned, much like a cat. Her curves twisted under her loose-fitting shorts and she began to twirl her hair. Her habit.

[b]"I want that confession,"[/b] Nate protested.

Laura's voice came over the phone. She was telling Nate to hang up the phone. Typical.

[b]"Tell your sister to chill,"[/b] Trix growled.

[b]"Don't worry bout her, where are you?....Shut up, sis! Damn,"[/b] Nate groaned.

Again, the two began to argue.

[b]"You know what, Nate. Just call me when that out-of-tune violin decides to quit screaching,"[/b] Trix sat up, raising her voice.

Nate laughed, a slight muffle and static fuzzed into Trix's ear.

[b]"Sorry, babe. I dropped my cell,"[/b] embarrassed, Nate tried to laugh.

[b]"You silly boy. Call me later, okay?"

"You got it,"[/b] a click and Trix got out of the truck.

[b]"Who won?"[/b] A couple of kids on their BMX bikes asked as Trix entered the club.

[b]"5-0,"[/b] a simple response.

Trix pranced to the bumping techno, stopping and talking to random people. Several minutes later, she was in her private room, the office. The office was a gameroom turned office. There was a pool table and air hockey table, a personal bar, and a small dance floor. In the corner was a place to sit on couches, bean bags, and floor pillows, to play PS2 and/or watch TV/movies.

[b]"Ah, home,"[/b] Trix jumped on an ovestuffed couch and turned on the PS2.

Her cell rings.

[b]"Talk to me,"[/b] Trix shouldered the phone while trying to perform some spins on Tony Hawk's Underground.

[b]"Okay, the violin is gone. Where you at?"

"The office."

"On my way."[/b]

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[Nate]

[color=magenta]I got on a Honda superbike and turned it on, plugging my behind the head earphones into the the iPod station built into the frame. I put them on, starting at the top of my list. I had over 500 songfs on it at the time. It had 4 whole cds, plus a ton of singles. I turned the Super bike on and pulled out into the street. I headed straight for EL Casa Del Gato[/color]

I pulled up a few minutes later, and pulled the Bike right up to the front door. I parked it and left it there, walking onto Trix's office, still listening to the iPod (it unclipped from the bike)

[color=magenta]Me: Yes Trixxy-Rixxy?[/color]
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[Revelation]

[size=1][color=#696969]Shelly came around to the garage and saw that Nate had left before she arrived. With anger raging in her eyes, Shelly walked out of her car, slamming the door closed as she did. Laura looked up and knew what was running through her mind for it was the same thought she was thinking. Shelly walked a bit towards Laura before realizing she had left her two precious dogs in the car.

Walking back to her car, Shelly opened the back door and her dogs came rushing out, greeting the open air as they did. With a smile on her face, she kneeled down and petted her two most precious babies. The dogs followed her into the garage and laid down near shade, while Shelly and Laura spoke together.

[B]?I was this close to beating the shit out of Kellogg?s Trix today.?[/B] Shelly held up a small measurement between her index and middle finger to show how ?close? she was.

[B]?But? What happened??[/B]

With a sharp exhale, Shelly sat on a metallic chair and told Laura the short story. [B]?But this ?Kid? comes around and grabs my damn hand from mid-air and stops me! GOD! I was [I]so[/I] fucking pissed off, man! But, then, I told the guy that we should race sometime. He?s kind of cute, though. Not my style, but cute nonetheless.?[/B]

Chuckling, Laura punched Shelly playfully on the arm. Yet, she still thought about Trix and Nate, as did Shelly. It was the fact that Nate put Trix over family that got to her. She did not explain this to Shelly, not yet. To her, there was no need.

Shelly stood up and stretched out her arms and looked to her dogs. One was a 5 year-old Doberman Pinscher named Vegas, while the other was a 5 year-old German Shepherd named Rocky. They looked to her and she took two small bowls and poured water into them, giving them to her dogs so they were not dehydrated. With a grin on her face, Shelly forgot everything else.

[B]?Let?s go do something today. I hate staying pissed off. Blow off some steam.?[/B][/size][/color]

[Nate]

[color=magenta]Trix: What do you want?[/color]

Me: You know what. A confession.

[color=magenta]Trix: What confession?[/color]

Me: Don't play games girl. You know I won.

[color=magenta]Trix: Ok..I know you like me...and I really like you.[/color]

Me: And...

[color=magenta]Trix: I wish that the gang thing wasn't an issue. I miss being with you.[/color]

Me: Now seal it with a kiss.

[color=magenta]Trix: You ask way to kuch[/color].

Me: Your lucky I didn't ask you to screw to me seal it. Now kiss me...

[color=magenta]Trix stood up and paused the game again. She walked over to me, wrapped her arms around me, and kissed me softly, pulling me onto the couch.[/color]

Trix: I missed you.

[color=magenta]Me: Me too, baby.[/color]

I kissed her back softly...
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[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][b]OOC: Okay, before this goes any further. I just realized we've all been cursing and this RPG doesn't have a rating label ^_^;; So, perhaps we should be a bit more conservative.[/b]

The two slowly backed up towards the couch. Nate's hands wandered over the curves of Trix's hips, pulling her into him. Being the accident prone chick she is, Trix's heel collided with the foot of the couch.

[b]"Ooops,"[/b] Trix lost her footing and fell backwards, pulling Nate with her.

[b]"Hey!"[/b] Nate fell ontop of Trix.

The two were silent, staring at one another.

[b]"You really did mean what you said, didn't you?"[/b] Nate ran his fingers through Trix's silky red hair.

[b]"Of course, I did. We had so many good times."

"Yeah, we did."[/b]

Another soundless gaze.

[b]"Nate, you are the only guy I've ever felt good about. There was never a time when you treated me badly. You were always there for me, despite what your sister thought of me, or anyone else. Always."[/b]

Trix looked away. Never had anyone seen her cry, and she would not allow Nate to see. However, he had other plans. His hands cupped Trix's face and he turned her face to kiss her cheeks.

[b]"Then, I will always be here,"[/b] Nate smiled truethfully and hugged Trix tightly.[/color][/size]

[Nate]

[font=Verdana][size=1][color=magenta]Me: So, you goin out with me again?[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=1]Trix: I guess...But what will Laura and Shellfish say?[/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=1][color=magenta]Me: First off..it's Shellz. Not Shellfish.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=1]Trix: Ok.[/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=1][color=magenta]Me: Now, be nice to Shellz and Laura, please?[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=1]Trix: Ok, ok.[/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=1][color=magenta]Me: I gotta go. Laura' probably mad already.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=1]Trix: Dat Violin again.[/size][/font]

[size=1][color=magenta]The look I gave her was more than enough for her to stop. I got up and grabbed my iPod off the desk, and walked out. I got on the Honda after slipping my Helmat on, that matched the bike: Pink and Black. All the metal was black. A black sheet metal-ish aluminum covered the body with pink jagged stripes going across it. I got on, started it, and set the iPod to Brother Cain, an old rock band. I started back to my house, waiting to hear what Laura had to say.[/color][/size]


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[Asim]

Driving through the empty streets , the music smoothly flowing into his ears . A smile was drawn on his face as he remembered the dogs of that girl with Mitsubishi Lancer . She was fiesty and it was ok by him , but then it hit him that he did not ask for her name , and the smile turned into a chuckle .
He pushed the gas peddle to it's limit , and car roared as it accelerated . He picked it up his mobile phone with his right hand and started dialing .


" Hello " He said .
" Well , if it isn't Asim " The other said .
" Shut up and listen Cyber , there is a girl that drives with DSVs , she drives a Mitsubishi Lancer , I need a name " He said .
" Man! you haven't been back for like three days , and already your picking up chicks , it's going to kill you y'know " Cyber said .
" Did it seem like I asked for your opinion , because I really think I didn't , so put a sock in it , and start the info rain " Asim said .
" Ok , suit yourself " Cyber said .
" Well?... " Asim said .
" The winner is Shelly Kang " He said .


Asim was looking about him , and something caught his attention . Whatever it was it made direct contact with his more serious side . He pulled over immeadiatly .
" Hello?... " Cyber required
" Yeah thanks " Asim said , but his eyes were still fixated on the darkness that inregued him .


" No problem , I'll be sending you an E-mail regarding... " Cyber said , but Asim shut the phone before he could complete what he wanted to say .
It rang a few seconds later , but Asim was already out of the car . He shut the doors , put on a coat he had in the car because it was cold , and ran in the darkness near the beach .
As he progressed , he started hearing screaming sounds , it was a girl .
" Shut her up " A man said .


Asim approached catiously , and looked about . Then his vision caught a glimpse of a girl being dragged by two men , her dress was almost completly torn .
They threw her against the sand , she tried to run , but she tripped and fell .
An angry grin was on Asim's face , he did not get angry easily , but this really ticked him off .
" Stop ! " He exclaimed .
" What ? , who said that ? " One of the men shouted .
" I did ! " Asim said , and with these words he jabbed him on the nose , and then spin kicked him in the face . The man was immeadiatly knocked out .


Asim was trained in martial arts in his early years as a hobby , but he continued training until his current age .
The stench of alchohol he sniffed , as the wind blew , he knew that the other man was coming in from behind .
He quickly turned around , and saw the steel of a switchblade gleaming in the moon light coming at him .


He grabbed the man from wrist , and twisted it until it broke , the man fell on his knees screaming at the top of his voice because of the pain .
The man cursed , got up , and then threw a punch at Asim with his other fist . The futile attack was also caught , and Asim twisted the man's arm until his shoulder was dislocated , but he still held on to it .
He held the man's thumb , and broke it , then he kicked him away .
The fallen one kept on turning in the sands trying to scream , but he was out of breath , and choking in his tears .


Asim slowly walked towards the girl , her tears were racing down on her cheeks , and she was scared .
She quivered because it was cold , and she had nothing on , but what was left of her dress , so he took off his coat and wrapped it around her .
At first she was afraid of him , but then she looked at the badly beaten men , and she was reassured of his intentions .


He carried her to the car in his strong arms , and put her in .
After turning on the engine , he ws going to the nearest hospital .
" Do you want to use the phone ? " He asked .
She nodded her head in approval , and so he gave her the phone . She called a friend , and asked her to wait in the designated hospital .
She remained silent through the way , her eyes staring at the road , her brown hair streaming down over her shoulder , she was a very good looking woman to say the least .


They finally reached the hospital , and as she got out she bent down smiled and then said :
" Thank you "
" No problem " He said , with a grin . He was now back to his former cool , and playful self .
After revving up the engine for a short while , the car sped like a thunder bolt .
Driving to DSV headquarters for a little fun , he saw Shelly there , so he pulled over near her .
" So Shelly , you never did tell me when will we race ? " He said with his usual grin on his face .

[Purple Haze]

OOC: Nate let me in the RPG. HE didn't let me in at first because he hadn't heard from me in a while because I was on a trip for a few days and hadn't been able to get to a computer. Just lettin everyone know.

IC:

Ant was just pulling back into town. He had went to New York to pick up some parts for his car and the Escudo. He pulled his dark orange Acura RSX into his driveway and turned it off. Got it and went inside his house. His sister Raine was siting on teh couch.

' How was New York?" Rain asked

" Boring. All the racers up there suck. The 2 good things up there is the easy cash and cheap parts."

Ant walked into the kitchen and grabbed a huge bag of Spicer Nacho Doritos and a two liter Pepsi, then walked out the door.

" Where you goin?" Raine snapped.

"To the garage. Got some parts for the Escudo." Ant said as he slammed the door shut.

Ant walked to his car started it and pulled out the driveway. He put in his Lloyd Banks "The Hunger for More "cd and turned it to "Work Magic". Ant turned the bas all the way up and the volume and took off towards the garage. When he got there he didn't see Nate's car but he saw Shelly and Laura, then he got out the car.

" You seen Nate around?" He asked. Then he saw Nate pull in the garage.

"Neva mind." Ant said as he watched Nate and Asim. He reached in his car and grabbed his doritos and started eating them.

[Nate]

[color=magenta]I took my hands off the controls and sat up, stretching my back. I was only using my balence for a second, then the speed fell low enough for me to use my feet to slow down for the light. I was a block from the house, less than that, really.[/color]

When the light turned green, I started gonig forward, then pulled the nose up to a wheelie. I kept gaining speed to help the balence, till the speedometer showed 40. I kept the engine revvs still and rode it to the driveway, about 300 ft. Then I sat it down and did a small nose wheelie to show off, then leaned way forward and stepped off the bike. The bike flipped behind me. Asim looked at me funy, and I chuckled. I started acting drunk.

[color=magenta]Me: So..how are ya..whatchamacallya?[/color]

I hit his rouchly on his shoulder, shaking me enough to 'knock' me on top of the Posche's hood. I started laughing fakely, and Asim looked confused...

[color=magenta]OOC: I's true. I didn't know he was no vacaation, so I gave him a second chance.[/color]

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[Purple Haze]

Ant walked over to where Nate and Asim were. He stood there eating chips silently watching Nate act drunk.

" You get the parts?" Nate asked.

" Yea, they in the back of the trunk." Ant said walking back towards his car. He presed button and the trunk opened. There was a transmission, engine, and a fuel shaft.

" Lets take'em in the garage." Nate said as he walked over to the garage door and opened it.

" OK." Ant replied as he pressed a button and the car started. he got in and pulled into the garage. he pressed the button again and the car cut off. He opened the trunk and waited for Nate.

[Japan]

[COLOR=Navy]"Let's go, Shelly" Laura muttered as she gave Nate and Asim a cold stare.

"Alright," Shelly replied. "What do you want to do?"

"We can go dancing at the club or we could go see a movie. Your pick. Let's just get out of here before that Trix brat gets here and screw things up."

"Watch what you say, sis!" snapped Nate when he looked up from the new parts that Ant brought.

Laura merely just shrugged the warning that her brother told her off. While getting into her Ferrari, replied, "You should learn to trust a woman's intuition someday. Apparently you haven't learned that lesson yet. Too bad because I do care and love you deeply, my brother. That Trix is nothing but bad news. I bet she is trying to keep you away from really concentrating on getting your car fixed in order for her gang to when the Street Wars."

Nate was furious now. Laura could tell. "Shell, let's get going"

Nate: "What the f"

Nate could no longer be heard because Laura closed her door and turned up her cd player with Rob Zombie way up. She then drove out of the garage.

[i]Why is my brother so clouded by this love?"[/i][/COLOR]

[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1]Trix lay on her back for a few minutes, staring at the glow-in-the-dark designs on the ceiling. She twirled her hair, frustrated and annoyed. Not at the fact that Nate had left on the behalf of his sister, but at the fact that she had let a guy get to her. She was always the strongest out of her friends, never to be controlled. Yet, Nate. Nate had a quality that tamed the fiesty cat within Trix. And the agonizing thoughts kept running through her mind.

[i]The gangs...His friends, whom hate me....His sister, whom despises me....Will this work out?....Will we ever find stability?.....Did I do the wrong thing......What have I done....[/i]

Trix buried her face into a pillow and nearly ripped it in half. She chucked it across the room and jumped off of the couch. Grabbing her keys, Trix burst out into the club, accidently shoving a few people.

[b]"Trixy, you a'ight?"[/b] a fellow racer from the White Lightning held onto his drink.

[b]"I'm fine,"[/b] Trix answered bluntly, brushing past him.

[b]"Hey! Trix!!!"[/b]

She twirled around to see a high school girlfriend waving frantically. Her face told Trix that something was very wrong. The girl caught up to Trix and hunched over, gasping for breath.

[b]"What's wrong, Cin?"[/b] Trix helped this girl to her feet.

[b]"It's...your...truck..."

"What about my truck?!"[/b] Trix exclaimed.

[b]"It's...on fire.."[/b] Cindy broke into tears.

[b]"What?!"[/b] Trix released her friend and bolted for the doors.

She sunk to her knees and watched helplessly as her Ford was obliterated within the blue and orange flames. Everyone ran about with fire extinguishers, someone had already called the fire department. Trix just sat, numb and bewildered.

[b]"Trix,"[/b] Cindy touched Trix's shoulders.

[b]"I don't understand. Did anyone see anything?"

"No. I pulled up from the back entrance and saw a glow. I couldn't make out what it was at first, but I saw your tail plate. I'm sorry, Trix,"[/b] Cindy leant over and hugged Trix to her.

[b]" Someone did this."

"Are you sure? Your systems may have been over exerted from that race with Nate."

"No. My systems were perfectly fine when I came in."

"Who do you think did this?"[/b]

Trix shook her head, tears of fury scorched her face. She stood and pushed Cindy away. She cooly walked back into the club and opened the "Employees Only" door behind the bar. Behind the door was a flight of stairs that led down into darkness. The basement. She flicked on the light and looked at a grey cloth. It shaped and hugged the curves and lines of the machine that set dormant.

[b]"It's about time I give you a spin,"[/b] Trix took out her cell and dialed.

[b]"Yo,"[/b] a deep voice answered.

[b]"It's Trix."

"Well, hello, Trixton."

"What the hell was that for?"

"What was what for?"

"My flippin' truck!"[/b]

A sinister chuckle seeped into Trix's ear.

[b]"Why don't we talk about this in person, Trixton."

"Stop calling me by my real name! You know I hate that."

"That's why I do it. The Boardwalk, ten minutes. Be there."

"I'll make sure you will pay with your-"

"Now, now, Trix,"[/b] the man's voice seethed, [b]"Be a good sport and just be there. Or your precious truck will not be the last thing to burn tonight."[/color][/size][/b]

[Revelation]

[size=1][color=#696969]Not even able to answer Laura, she watched her drive off. She then looked to Nate and glared. Asim seemed to enjoy the scene at hand as well. Shelly then looked to him and then to her dogs, who stood up and walked to her.

As Shelly walked to her car, Asim followed, only to be backed away by deep growling. Shelly snickered and opened the back door for the dogs to enter. She then closed it and entered the driver's seat. Like usual, she turned the engine on and looked to Asim.

[B]"I'll think about it. I'll let you know. Until then, au revoir! Oh and, Nate?"[/B]

An irritated Nate looked to Shelly. [B]"What?"[/B]

[B]"Listen to Laura. Stay away from Cocoa Pebbles, I mean Trix. Also, you make Laura [i]emotional[/i] again and I will literally [i]kill[/i] you. Ok? Well, then, Ciao raggazi!"[/B]

With a smirk on her face, Shelly sped off away from the garage, leaving the angered Nate and the confused Asim. She said Laura's name and her cell phone dialed her number. Laura picked up and Shelly explained about dropping off her dogs and such. With agreement to a club, Shelly retreated back home for a quick change, leaving her dogs with food and water, and back on the road.

Laura stood by her car, waiting for Shelly at LC, the [i]Luxury Club[/i]. It was a large club in which included a dance area, bar, lounge, pool hall, and the like. It was one of Shelly's favorite places to kick back and relax at. So, with a smile on her face, Shelly parked next to Laura's car and stepped out. She wore a [url=http://www.wetseal.com/images/style/3403479810_lg.jpg]Wet Seal halter top[/URl], L.E.I. black pants, and black dress shoes. She came in style, like always.[/size][/color]

[Purple Haze]

"So what yoou wanna put in first'?" Ant asked

"Transmission, mine went strait to hell after the last race."

" Who you race with?"

"Trix..." Nate replied with a smirk on his face.

" Lemme guess...... you hooked back up with her." Ant said as he got under got under the escudo.

" Yea." Nate replied

" Pass me a monkey wrench"

Nate bent down and handed him a wrench. Ant was under the Escudo for about 15 minutes. He unscrewed the transmission from the base of the ca, then he got from under the Escudo and went to a small crane. He grabbed the chain and hook the was attached to it and dragged it over to the transmission, and attached it. Ant walked back over to the crande and pulled a lever and it started. Ant pulled another lever and it pulled the transmission in the air. He pulled a third lever aad it moved the chain to the left,then he shut the crane off.

" I took out the old one. You put the new one in." Ant said as he wiped the grease off his hands with a towel.

[Japan]

[COLOR=Navy]"There you are," Laura called out to Shelly when she stepped out of her vehicle. "Let's go have some fun."

"Sounds good to me," replied Shelly.

Laura and Shelly made their way to the door. Something made Laura stop in her tracks though. A small glimpse of firey orange. She slowly turned her head, and she saw Trix there on her knees. She appeared to be really upset. After seeing the what made here upset, Laura quickly turned to shelly again with a nervous look on her face.

"Shell, do you think we should still be here? I mean, what if one of the brat's friends see us? Do you think our cars are safe? I don't think that our gang can afford to lose anything more than we already have. Whatever we decide, let's decide quick!" [/COLOR]

[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][b]OOC: Um, Trix had already entered her club..[/b]

IC:

Trix hung up her cell phone and took one more glance at the cloth body tarp. She sighed deeply and walked up to the tarp.

[b]"Well, let's get going,"[/b] Trix grabbed the corner and pulled roughly.

The cloth caressed and slid smoothly off of the rich orange paint, revealing the monster that lay silent. A 1969 Camero SS. The heart of this beast beat of a 425 horsed hemmy. Duel exhaust jutted slightly from the raised rear. Deep set Rally American Racing rims with five-star spokes. Manual, 4-speed transmission (don't underestimate that). The body was sleek and flawless. Hugger orange paint with two white racing stripes. White cloth interior.

This machine was a classic lover's dream.

[b]"You ready?"[/b] Trix released a hesitant breath and opened the driver door.

She pressed a small button underneath the chasy (body), unlocking the car. She pressed another to raise the basement's doors. Climbing in, Trix gripped the steering wheel with anxiety. She had driven this car before, and thought never to do it again.

After several deep breaths, Trix finally started the powerful machine and backed out slowly. The low and verberating rumble from the Camero caught more attention Trix wanted. All of the people outside came running around the corner.

[b]"Time to go,"[/b] Trix shifted and stalled, [b]"What the..Damn, I forgot. Carberator."[/b]

Trix, red in embarrassment, shifted again and pulled forward out of the parking lot. She took a quick look and saw Laura and Shelly looking towards the flaming truck. She decided to just leave and meet up with [i]him[/i]. Trix dialed Nate.

[b]"Hey-lo,"[/b] Nate's perky voice answered.

[b]"We are going to have problems,"[/b] Trix shifted and nearly lost her phone from the Camero's eager thrust.

[b]"What? What's the problem?"

"My Ford, is toasted. Literally,"[/b] Trix growled.

[b]"What?!"

"Yeah, I'm on my way to talk to the people who did it."

"Who?"

"The DSV."[/b][/color][/size]

[Asim]

Cruising on the highway , his senses tuned to the rhythm of the music and the driving . Aerosmith's " Take me to the other side " put to it's loudest , the sound of the guitar , and drums truly rocked the atmosphere .
Yellow street lights passing through his sight , and reflecting their image on his wind shield .


Then a faint booming sound caught his attention , he turned down the volume of the music , and then there was another boom . His head turned to the direction of the loud noise . A red flare gleaming down in the horizon he glimpsed .
He got out of the highway , turned up the music again , and was on his way to the scene .


After a short while he reached the place , there he saw Trix down on her knees , watching the remains of her charred car blazing like a bonfire .
He was surprised , but decided that it was none of his business , he had enough action for one night , so he drove on and headed for his pent house .
He pulled over in front of his building , got out and went up to his place .


After a while of channel surfing , and having dinner , he went to bed . He kept on turning and turning in it , there was no sleep to touch his eyes tonight .
He got up , wore his clothes , and then drove to The Black Wind's headquarters . There was no light there , only the moon gave a faint silver illumination that reflected on the glass windows .


He opened the main gate , then went to his quarters . He looked at the sword cabinet , and a grin was drawn on his face as he walked to it , and opened it using a small key he had picked up earlier .


He took a long Katana in it's sheath , then opened a small door near the cabinet . Behind it there was a Dojo built for him , as he had requested before his return to L.A
He took off his vest , T-shirt , and shoes . Then he walked up to a large CD player placed on a brown desk , the device was linked to very large speakers . There were four of them , a pair at each side , and beside it there were CDs stacked one above the other .


He chose one , and placed it in the CD player , then pushed play on the remote . It had a collection of many hard rock songs . The first was "Poison" by Alice Cooper . As the music started to pump , he walked to the middle of the Dojo , unsheathed the blade , and started to perform many Katas using the sword . Blazing cresents were gleaming in the moon light , as the blade swayed and cut through the air .
Many songs went on , and he did not stop . Then after seventeen long tracks , he finally stopped .


Drops of sweat slid down his face , so he picked up a towel , and wiped them . After that he took a shower , and then a short rest watching TV . He still could not sleep , so he decided to do a little tuning up for his car .