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{Dan Fic} Need for Speed (Part 1)
By CastorTroy
CastorTroy strode through his small apartment, his girlfriend, JP3 Girl, who also lived with him, hot on his heels. The apartment itself was only a few rooms; the bedroom and bathroom were separate, and then the living room, kitchen, and porch were all connected as one room. CastorTroy, wearing a black muscle shirt with a red opened button-up T-Shirt over top that had a blue dragon design across it, and a cross necklace hanging from around his neck, made his way towards the door.
“CastorTroy, will you just stop and talk to me!?” JP3 Girl shouted, her sparkling green eyes on the verge of tears.
CastorTroy stopped in the porch and turned around to face her as she caught up to him. “Baby, I told you, nothing will happen.”
His assurances did nothing to calm her. “Nothing will happen!?” she screamed. “Aragorn and Dinohunter_2 both got arrested last week! The Mods are cracking down. There’s hardly a race now where someone isn’t caught.”
“I told you before JP3 Girl, you have nothing to worry about,” CastorTroy assured her again, putting his hands on her shoulders and looking her directly in the eyes. “We’ve taken extra measures. We have double the amount of look-outs now and as soon as one even thinks they see a Mod, the race is abandoned right away.”
JP3 Girl leaned in on CastorTroy’s shoulder, resting her head on it. “I just don’t want you to end up in Banjail like some of your friends.
CastorTroy lifted her head up with one hand, so he was looking her in the eyes again. “I won’t, baby, and you know why?” JP3 Girl shook her head. “Because I’ve got one very beautiful girlfriend to come home to.” JP3 Girl laughed and CastorTroy leaned in to kiss her. After the kiss, he knelt down and talked to her stomach. “And I’ve got a little baby girl waiting for me in there.”
“You want it to be a girl?”
CastorTroy stood back up and held JP3 Girl in his arms. “I do.”
JP3 Girl smiled lovingly at this. “So do I.”
CastorTroy looked at the clock on the wall behind JP3 Girl, but still kept holding her. “Look I’ve got to go. I’ll see you after the race, honey.” Then he too, smiles. “I’ve got us some money to win.”
And with that, CastorTroy squirmed out from under JP3 Girl’s grasp and walked out the door. JP3 Girl looked longingly after him.
***
At the very edge of Dan’s JP3 Page very late that night, the street was void of traffic and was home to only two cars - a black Diablo Lamborghini (INSERT PICTURE) and a dark green La Nina (INSERT PICTURE), which were parked side-by-side in the middle of a road, although a dozen other cars were parked nearby, every single one pimped out and tweaked to look ‘hot’ in the eyes of their drivers. On either side of the road are large groups of people, mostly ranging in age from 14 to 30, and all wearing the hippest most baggiest clothes, with the girls wearing the skimpiest things that clothes stores were allowed to sell. Most of the parked cars had their trunks opened, blasting and pumping music, or the hood popped up, the owner showing off his sparkling engine.
‘Dis Dat Block’ by Yongbloodz thumps loudly from the inside of the Diablo, it’s windows rolled all the way down. Dino_Dude sits comfortably behind the wheel, smoking a cigarette. A small group of people are standing near his car, leaning down through the windows and talking to him. One of them is hot young girl of 18 years, wearing very revealing clothes.
“You win this race for me, baby, and I’m all yours.” She smiled seductively. Dino_Dude smirked and the crowd around his car whistled and cheered.
Surrounding the La Nina, CastorTroy had his own group of people, in which his very best friends, Seth Rex, Cameron, and Dac were among.
“You gonna wipe the road with his ass, man,” Seth boosted CastorTroy’s confidence.
CastorTroy smiled backed at him. “Yeah, you better hope. Cause if I don’t, you’re racing him next.”
Seth laughed. “Yeah, but we both know I’m the better driver so I’ll definitely be able to take this Newbie on.”
Come on Seth,” Dac spoke. “You couldn’t beat a turtle in that monster of yours.”
“Newbie?” Cameron asked, confused as all hell. The group laughed at his ignorance.
“Newbie,” CasterTroy explained from inside his car, “is street slang for a fairly new person to the world of racing, with very little skill that usually gets slaughtered by the more experienced racers. Jesus Cameron, how do you expect to be a racer if you don’t even know the slang?”
Cameron ignored his friend’s question and ran another term though his head. “So a Newbie Hunter would be a experienced racer that only races against the Newbies?”
“Otherwise known as an ‘Asshole’, but yes,” Dac answered.
CastorTroy chuckled. “Just stick around Cameron, and you’ll be as experienced as the rest of us soon, and we’ll make sure you won’t have to go up against any Newbie Hunters.”
DinoSnore stood off to the side of the street, talking into a walky-talky. “Roads are clear, DS,” a voice came back to him from the device. “No pigs on the farm.”
“Copy that,” DinoSnore said back. He lowered the radio and stepped out in front of the two cars just as the streetlight above turned red. The two groups around the cars stopped talking and turned to look at him. “Alright,” he spoke up. “Word on the road’s that the farm is clear of pigs, which means that when that light turns green, then go.”
Dac leaned back down into CastorTroy’s car. “Good luck.”
DinoSnore stepped out of the way as the groups of people around both cars backed up and converged with the larger groups on the sides of the road, and Dino_Dude rolled up his windows.
Inside the La Nina, CastorTroy waited nervously, turning on his own stereo and removing a disc marked ‘Race Mix’ from a CD holder, putting it in his CD player. ‘Dirty Little Thing’ by Velvet Revolver blasted through his car. He bobbed his head to the music as he started his car up, revving the engine constantly to match Dino_Dude’s engine-ripping ear-pounding revving.
While he waited, CastorTroy surveyed the road ahead. From what he could pick out in the darkness, the road quickly became the highway and led up a mountain, with a railing along the left side, preventing the cars from going down the cliffs, which led down into a forest far below. After that, the road disappeared around a curving turn, so CastorTroy couldn’t plan anything to far in advance this time.
The light suddenly turned green and the two cars sped forward, tires screeching as they picked up speed, going faster and faster, and were going over the speed limit within a few seconds and staying pretty much neck-in-neck. The Diablo swerved sideways, ramming into the side of CastorTroy’s La Nina, knocking it into the railing just as he was going around the curve. This forced CastorTroy to slow down immensely as a few sparks flew. When he pulled away from the dent railing, there were many very visible scratches along the side of his car.
“Damn it!” CastorTroy shouted. He floored it and tried to catch up as quickly as possible. His La Nina raced down the highway with the Diablo right ahead of it. Suddenly the Diablo widely swerved, lost control, and spinned around, banging against the side of the mountain as it screeched to a stop, now facing the wrong way. A van, angrily honking its horn, passed by, going the regular speed limit, and CastorTroy realized that Dino_Dude had gotten in his bind by avoiding that van. He smiles to himself as he zoomed past Dino_Dude.
Inside the stopped Diablo, Dino_Dude talked into his radio headset. “I thought these roads were fucking cleared, DS!”
“They’re clear of pigs. These are public roads. If we waited for there to be absolutely no traffic, we’d never race,” DinoSnore’s voice filled the car. Dino_Dude sighed with frustration and he turned the wheel, turning his car around.
***
CastorTroy’s La Nina zoomed down the road on the other side of the mountain, traveling down hill on a winding stretch. As he pulled around the corner, he drifted his car for several long seconds until he was on a straight-away and he straightened himself out. He passed by a group of three people on the side of the road, talking into their radios.
“The La Nina just drifted past the downhill turn, and is in the lead!” One of the radio people excitedly exclaimed into the radio.
***
Back at the edge of Dan’s JP3 Page, a large sum of the people in the crowds on both sides of the road, including Cameron, Seth, and Dac, erupted in cheering at the news they just received from Dino-Snore’s radio.
***
CastorTroy reached the bottom of the mountain and drove through a very small Site, next to a sandy beach with palm trees at varying intervals along the side of the road. He looked in his rearview mirror and saw Dino_Dude’s lights behind him, but he was still only half-way down the mountain. CastorTroy smiled, confident in himself.
“Shit!” his radio headset came alive. “We’ve got Mods! Mods! Mods! At JPMud!”
“Abandon race!” Dino-Snore’s worried voice followed. “I repeat, Abandon race! CastorTroy, get your ass away from that Site!”
CastorTroy’s smug smile disappeared.
***
Inside the Diablo, Dino_Dude spit as he angrily removed the radio headset and threw it down on the seat next to him as he sped up. He had no plans on forfeiting the race.
***
The La Nina slowed down, with CastorTroy looking for a side road to turn off onto. Suddenly he heard sirens close by and it was only a matter of seconds until he also saw the flashing lights on the side of a building on a corner just ahead.
“Shit!” He immediately slammed on the brakes and turned his car around in a complete 180, flooring the gas again. His CD Player switched tracks and ‘The Kids Aren’t Alright’ by The Offspring began to play.
His La Nina turned in a quick screeching spin and began to gather speed as it left back the way it had just come from, just as three Mod cars barreled out onto the main road.
***
The Diablo raced down the mountainside, but the La Nina came into view and zoomed right by, heading the opposite way. Dino_Dude looks back as the La Nina zooms off behind him. “What the…” Dino_Dude cut himself off and his eyes went wide when he saw the three Mods zooming in his direction.
A few seconds before Dino_Dude slammed right into the first Mod car, he swerved out of the way at the exact same time that the Mod did, both cars swerving in the opposite directions. The Mod car slammed directly into the metal railing, massively denting hood. Dino_Dude’s Diablo stopped short of going into a ditch thanks to Dino_Dude’s quick breaking. The front tires had started to go down, but an easy reverse fixed that.
Dino_Dude checked and saw that the other two Mods had gone after CastorTroy. “Fuck this, I’m winning this shit.”
And so with a quick re-adjusting, he was back on track, racing down the road in the right direction.
***
CastorTroy looked in his rearview mirror and saw that Dino_Dude meant to continue with the race. He slammed on the breaks and turned the wheel.
“Ain’t no way you gonna beat my ass.”
The La Nina screeched around in a 180 once again, so CastorTroy was now facing the right way, with the two Mods heading straight for him. He slammed on the pedal and went flying down the road. He drove right in between the two Mods, scrapping both sides of his car on theirs. After he had passed them, the Mod cars turned around as soon as they could and continued the chase, but by this time CastorTroy had gained quite a lot of distance on them.
CastorTroy zoomed through the small costal Site of JPMud yet again, with no further problems this time, although Dino_Dude’s Diablo was so far ahead that the back lights from it were barely visible in the distance.
Just after the small Site, CastorTroy came across a grassy area on the side of the road, filled with a long sloped hill heading down, cut off by a few wooden pens filled with various livestock. Ahead, the road turned down and eventually twisted around the bottom of the hill. He glanced in his rearview mirror and saw the Mods gaining, so as soon as he saw a break in a couple of the livestock pens, he unexpectedly slammed the steering wheel as hard as he could and at the last second, roared off the road.
When the La Nina screeched off the road, it started trudging up grass and dirt as it raced down the hill. The car bounced up and down roughly while it traveled down the slope, winding left and right here and there to avoid upcoming holding pens.
The Mods tried to follow, but got overwhelmed by trying to avoid all the pens and ended up ramming right through one, sending wooden debris flying and animals running. The first Mod car lost control once it slammed through the other end of the pen and went flying in the air off a small bump in the ground, flipping, and landing upside down. The other Mod car wasn’t far behind and slammed directly into the wreckage of the first car.
CastorTroy screeched back out onto the highway at the bottom of the hill, directly in front of the Diablo, having shaved a lot of time off by taking the ‘shortcut’. CastorTroy cheered loudly from inside his La Nina when he noticed the position he was now in, and the ground he had gained.
As the two cars sped down the highway, the Diablo only a split second behind the La Nina, they passed by another few people on the side of the road, holding radios.
“Holy shit, I don’t believe it!” One of them said into his radio. “They are still racing, I repeat, they are still racing!”
***
Back at the starting point on Dan’s JP Page, most of the crowd had dispersed in a hurry once word of Mods came. DinoSnore was climbing into his parked car when his radio came alive with the news and he suddenly stopped, as did the few other people who were still around. He raised the walkie-talkie.
“Say again?”
“The Diablo and La Nina are still racing,” the voice said to him. “With the La Nina in the lead. You won’t believe this DS, but they just escaped the Mods, man. Totaled them.”
Dino-Snore turned back to the remaining crowd and shouted, “Hey everybody, they’re still racing!”
The remaining crowd began to gather around DinoSnore again, as they listened intently to the radio. A few of them pulled out cell phones to call their friends on back.
***
The two cars continued to race down the road. Dino_Dude’s Diablo sped up ever so slightly and bumped the back of CastorTroy’s La Nina, making him swerve a little bit, but not enough to slow him down as he easily regained control and kept his speed the same.
CastorTroy hit a small decline in the road, but before his back tires ever hit it, his front tires hit the incline as his car sped out of the over-sized ditch. This caused him to go slightly airborne, with Dino_Dude right on his tail. The Diablo hit the back of the La Nina forcefully while in the air, which caused the La Nina to tumble to the ground and upon landing, flip a few times as it rolled across the road, coming to a stop upside down on the side of the road.
The Diablo landed safe and sound and continued on down the road. Dino_Dude laughed at CastorTroy’s crash and continued on, not giving it a second thought. As far as he was concerned, the winning money was as good as his.
CastorTroy slammed his fist against his steering wheel a few times, blood dripping from his nose and a cut in his lip. He unbuckled himself, falling to the roof of his car, which currently rested on the ground, and crawled out a shattered window, covered in forming bruises. He looked out into the night, at the car growing smaller in the distance. “Fuck!”
CastorTroy turned and started slowly limping back in the direction he had just come from, defeated.
But then there was a sound of an approaching engine, and when CastorTroy turned around, he saw a bright red Ford Mustang GT with red lights under the chassis, illuminating the ground under the car, pull around the corner and rapidly approach (SHOW PICTURE). It sped towards him and stopped almost instantly next to him.
Seth stepped out, smiling. “Need a ride?”
CastorTroy’s face lit up. “You’re a fucking’ life saver, man!”
As Seth walked towards CastorTroy, and CastorTroy towards Seth, Seth threw CastorTroy the keys, which he easily caught as they passed each other. “When I heard about the Mods,” Seth explained. “I decided to come help a brotha out, but it seems you took care of them well enough on your own.”
“Yeah, well glad ya came anyway,” CastorTroy said.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just go win this race and stay in one piece or JP3 Girl’ll kill me for letting you continue on.”
CastorTroy smiled and hopped in, driving off, leaving Seth alone in the night, next to the crashed La Nina.
Shit, I hope he remembers to pick me up after.
***
Dino_Dude swerved his Diablo in and out of a small rush of night traffic. He passed them, being swallowed by the darkness yet again. Soon though, another car’s headlights, with a red glow underneath, appeared out of the darkness behind him, and seemed to be getting closer.
The Mustang came into perfect view, gaining the distance between it and the Diablo. It honked its horn a few times, alerting Dino_Dude and causing him to glance in his rearview mirror, seeing that CastorTroy is driving the approaching car.
“How the fuck…”
Inside the La Nina, a wide smile filled CastorTroy’s face. “Merry Christmas motherfucker!” The Mustang got a new burst of speed and lightly slammed into the back of the Diablo, jerking it a bit. CastorTroy swerved his car over a bit and the front of it just passed the back of the Diablo in front of it, but the two cars maintained this position for a few long seconds.
As they continued driving on, they approached a blind hill. When they reached it, the Mustang was slightly further then it had been before, but still its front was only half-way up the distance of the Diablo.
Towards the middle of the hill however, headlights pierced the darkness at the top and a loud honking noise alerted them to on coming traffic. Dino_Dude slammed on his breaks, tires screeching, rubber burning, and he maneuvered his car to just narrowly miss the oncoming car, and slide in behind CastorTroy’s Mustang. CastorTroy however, having been on the right side of the road, had no trouble and continued going top speed, having gained a lot of air at the top of the hill, and landing safely on the ground on the other side, with nothing more then a slight bounce.
Dino_Dude sped up, quickly passing the rest of the traffic, reached the top of the hill, and then continued, gaining speed as he zoomed down it. He saw the Mustang ahead of him swerve out of the way to pass a couple slower-moving cars, and Dino_Dude followed suit when he reached the same traffic. Before long, the two racers were alone on the dark highway once again, and while the Mustang kept the lead, the Diablo was slowly catching up to it, as its top speed was slightly higher then that of the Mustang’s.
CastorTroy drifted around a corner and the road traveled between two high rock walls, with twists and turns all over the place. While CastorTroy constantly drifted the Mustang around each curve, Dino_Dude just drove regularly, which actually caused him to loose some ground, as he seemed to have trouble keeping the car under control. On a couple of the turns, the Diablo scraped the side, slowing him down a little bit more and knocking some loose rocks onto the road.
With CastorTroy in the lead, the La Nina approached the end of the canyon, but CastorTroy noticed the instant drop-off at the end of the road. There was however, a knocked-over sign in the middle of the road, warning about the drop-off, with an arrow pointed down a much narrower, single-lane detour. CastorTroy’s eyes widened and he slammed on the breaks.
As the Mustang drastically slowed to a crouch, the Diablo shot past it without slowing down, and it shot over the drop-off. Dino_Dude screamed and his eyes went wide with fear.
Then his car began to tilt. The Diablo tilted as it flew through the air, and once it started to tilt, the rest came with pure momentum as it flipped, and then flipped again, and flipped a third time, each time gaining more speed in the flipping. It landed on the desert ground below, up-right.
Dino_Dude was left shaken up with his hair is all over the place. He was shivering in fear, but when he realized that he not only survived, but his car was still in one piece, he smiled and cheered, and put it in gear. He roared off across the desert, looking for the road, kicking up the loose dirt.
***
CastorTroy reversed the Mustang, backing up until he reached the detour road, changed gears, and then turned off down it, flooring the gas pedal once more. He entered a small narrow tunnel made out of the stone walls (the walls arched over to form the roof), and was through that in no time, and when he exited from the other side, he was back out on the open double-laned road, with no walls anywhere around him, just open desert.
The Mustang roared down the highway, alone for some time, until the Diablo screeched out onto the road from the desert, tracking dirt onto the road, and turned just in time, so that the two cars hit each other, side-by-side, and then both quickly pulled away from the other. They raced down the road, staying neck-in-neck once again for quite a bit.
The Diablo pulled ahead slightly just as the two cars neared an area with only two trees – one on either side of the road – and a small crowd of cheering people. Among those people StealthRaptor_2 holding a radio.
“Here they come,” StealthRaptor said into his radio. “Approaching the finish line. It’s going to be a damn close race, but the Diablo is leading the way, ever so slightly.”
The Diablo continued to slowly gain more ground as they got nearer and nearer to the finish.
Inside the Mustang, CastorTroy flipped a small compartment open next to his seat, where the cup holders and such would normally be, but was replaced by a black rectangular box. Inside this box were the controls for the Nitrous system, also known as NOS. CastorTroy reached down, turned a couple valves, and then pushed a button the side of his steering wheel, instantly gaining almost double the amount of speed in a matter of seconds.
Just seconds before they zoomed across the finish line, CastorTroy’s Mustang bursted forward, sped up by the NOS, and passed the trees just a half second before the Diablo. The crowd erupted in cheering and applauding, and StealthRaptor relayed the win to DinoSnore and the others at the start line.
The two cars slowed to a stop a few feet past the finish line and the crowd flocked to them. Dino_Dude stepped out and was patted on the back, with some people muttering things like ‘better luck next time’, ‘really nice first race’, ect. Dino_Dude however, was pissed and just shoved them out of the way as he made his way to StealthRaptor.
“This is for the race.” Dino_Dude reluctantly slapped a thick wad of cash into StealthRaptor’s hand and returned to his car, driving off.
CastorTroy, who was now out of his car and laughing and smiling with the crowd, looked at Dino_Dude as he screeched off, but then brought his attention back to the group, telling them about different things that happened during the race. StealthRaptor pushed his way through the crowd and towards him.
“Nice race, my man. Here’s your winnings.” StealthRaptor took the majority of the money and handed it to CastorTroy, who held it up with pride and the crowd cheered even louder.
“Hey man, you’re ripping him off!” a random person in the crowd shouted. StealthRaptor and CastorTroy both turned to look at the person.
“Man, you better shut your mouth,” CastorTroy said to him. “Don’t come to these races again until you understand how they work.’
StealthRaptor backed him up, “That’s right, asshole. DinoSnore, you know, the guy who organizes these things? He gets a percentage of the winnings, no matter what.”
A few people nearby smacked the person over the back of the head and shouted mean things at him, but CastorTroy and StealthRaptor had already turned away from it.
“Close race, man,” StealthRaptor said to CastorTroy.
“Are you kidding?” CastorTroy laughed. “I had that thing won before it ever started.”
StealthRaptor laughed back. “Oh, you are so full of it, man.”
“I’m serious. I like giving myself a good challenge, but when I got Seth’s car, well, it has a NOS system in it, so I knew for sure then that I’d win. I used it at the end only as a last resort, and when I do use NOS, I prefer to save it only for the last strip so as not to give away to my opponent that I have it.’
“Shit,” StealthRaptor said, impressed. “I think I should take some fucking lessons from you.”
They laughed, but got cut off by StealthRaptor’s radio coming to life. “Mods!” the voice shouted. “Heading to the finish line from the South!”
“Shit!” StealthRaptor yelled to the crowd, “Everybody, we’ve got Mods!” The crowd quickly made a break for their various cars, jumping in, and pulling out.
As CastorTroy ran to the Mustang, he shouted back to StealthRaptor, who was getting into his own car, “I’ll drive towards them and see if I can get any to follow me. That’ll be less for you guys to deal with.’
“Are you crazy!?”
“Yes, now go! And pick up Seth along the way. You’ll find him right before the farmland hill turn, next to my totaled La Nina.”
“Sure thing,” StealthRaptor agreed. They both got in their cars and drove off, in opposite directions. Most of the cars sped off in the direction that CastorTroy and Dino_Dude had came from, but CastorTroy was the only person to speed off in the opposite direction.
It wasn’t long before a group of Mod cars turned the corner, lights flashing and sirens blaring, and almost rammed right into CastorTroy, but they all scattered, allowing CastorTroy to zoom right through the middle of the group. Two of the cars broke away, screeched around, and gave chase to CastorTroy while the others continue on.
As the Mustang was able to continue on, full-speed, and the Mods had to regain their speed, the Mustang was far ahead of them and reached a fork-in-the-road, created by a giant rock formation, with a series of similar formations in regular intervals beyond it. CastorTroy headed off down one of the paths without even hesitating on which one to take. He raced down the winding open road, passing another car along the way.
When the rock formations were over, and the road combined into one again, CastorTroy spotted flashing lights on the side of the road up ahead, at the bottom of a steep incline in the road.
“Shit,” CastorTroy whispered. He zoomed on by the Mod car, which to his relief, was stopped on the side of the road with the black Diablo stopped in front of it, and a couple Mods arresting Dino_Dude.
CastorTroy reached the incline and flew on up, only slowing down a tad. The other two Mods were in close pursuit behind. At the top of the incline, CastorTroy drove the Mustang around a corner that winded around the pale white rocks of the current mountain, and pulled it into a drift. After the turn, he straightened out and zoomed towards a tunnel in the mountainside ahead.
As he neared the tunnel, CastorTroy noticed something in the shadows of it. He turned the high beams on and to his horror, they lit up a looming roadblock with a large group of Mod cars in waiting, behind it, blocking the tunnel entrance.
The Mustang, with no room to turn around, screeched to a stop, smoke rising from the burning rubber, and then instantly started reversing. One of the pursuing Mods, not noticing the roadblock himself, and not expecting the Mustang to suddenly stop on such short notice, continued on, full-speed, and slammed right into the heavy bricks of the roadblock.
The second Mod car slammed into the back of the Mustang, jerking CastorTroy around violently inside of it, and slamming it forward slightly, banging the front of it against the roadblock as well. The Mustang was now stuck between the roadblock and a Mod car.
CastorTroy threw open the door and leapt out, deciding to make a run for it. The Mod inside the pursuing car leapt out after him and drew his gun. The dozens of Mods that had been waiting behind the roadblock also rushed out form the tunnel, guns raised.
“Freeze!” One of them shouted. CastorTroy suddenly stopped on the spot, low on breath, and slowly raised his hands as he turned around to face the gun-happy Mods. “You are under arrest!”
CastorTroy gritted his teeth as anger flashed across his face. The Mods approached him, shoving his hands down behind his back and cuffing him, leading him towards the closest car.
7/13/2006 8:43:49 AM
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