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16th June 2007, late evening.

Danny woke up slowly. feeling a little wet and cold spot on his arm. "Must have been a good dream" he said and sat up with still sleepy eyes. He yawned wide and stood up, stretching he took a look at the clock. "Slept a half day and still feel tired" walking over to his desk he viewed a note, it was from Trix. She was telling him about a person named Nigel Callaway and business things. She mentioned a party aswell and that she took the truck.

"Sounds interesting" he said "Wonder if she realy finished everything else before taking the truck". He shrugged and took his keys from the desk. "Anyway, time for a shower" he went out of the office and closed the door behind.

SHOWTIME

It was getting closer to midnight and downtown was getting hot. Behind the old fire station were hundrets of people and the sound of hiphop only got overtuned by the howling engines of a few muscle racers, driving a little drag before the real event should start while dim lantern lights dived the area into a slight orange.

Nigel was still wearing his elegant black trousers together with the white shirt and tried to get through the crowd over to his car. That night was a special one and he had to take care that everything went as planed. He got to his car and looked through the opene driver window at a display, waiting for a sign of that new driver he met. No messages just the usual GPS screen. Nigel turned around and leaned back against his car, in time to view a red NSX arrive. It was Alex who got out of the car, a deep red fox with big glasses on his nose. The rest of his outfit looked not better, a grey Linux fanshirt and a pair of green trousers.

Alex was a real software specialist and knowed a lot about electronics which made his car the best adjusted one in the scene, not that he had won any race with it already. He had a lot of gimmicks in his car, hifi system, a big flat screen hidden where other cars had it's engine and always with him was a little RC heli which he used to make movies of races.

He had not much friends, but he don't cared as long as he could enjoy the races, and still there was Nigel who always believed into his talents.

Nigel was about to walk over at the starting line as his mobile went crazy, beeping, vibrating, accouning an incoming call from an unknown number. He took it out and viewed at the display but it showed nothing. Still the mobile was beeping and vibrated in his paw, so he took the call "Who is there?".

"Just call me Knight" he anwered while driving through the empty streets "Got the money. Now get me Informations".

Nigel smiled a little while walking through the crowd "Oh, informations is what you want. You will have a few very good rivals, nothing easy today. It's on official sprintrace, they drive for a better place and maybe step up into the first league. If you win you join the midfield, second league. Before i forget, there will be bets, want to join?".

Knight was thinking about it a moment. It would be a big risk, unknowing about his rivals, but it would be a good chance to get some money "I'll join. Fifthy on me".

"Fifty?" surprised but not too much he was staring at his mobile before he took it at his ear again. "Fine" he said "That's as much as the prize when you win, IF you win. I think i'll bet a little on you by myself, don't disappoint me. Make a good show". With a click at the other side that call ended. Nigel looked over at Alex and called him with his mobile, just one beep before he hung up again.

Alex looked around for Nigel and found him nearby the starting line. Getting a sign from him, he took his mini computer out and sent a few datas.

"You've got mail" was AIMEE telling him. A mail symbol blinked up at the screen before it fadet away and got replaced by a GPS map with details of the race track.

"A few slight turns, a jump close to finish, mostly a straight course" was talking with himself, thinking about the track. "AIMEE make the first three gears a little shorter, but fourth and fifth some larger" he had already a plan for the race.

AIMEE knowed what he wanted and held a bad boy sign up while she made the changes he wanted.

Nigel meanwhile climbed on a closed garbage container, ignoring the smell and looking at the people. "Listen crowd" he yelled and got attention by everyone "The moment you all waited for is coming closer, so i need to ask you. Are you ready for a hot sprint?" the crowd responded a little bit quiet." I can't hear you!" he yelled again and the crowd got a little louder."You need to be louder to reach me up here!" the crowd began to scream, that was what he wanted. "Thats the spirit! Now let me announce our drivers for tonight" the crowd made a free lane and waited for the drivers.

"First we have Pressure, driving his new Pontiac GTO" he pointed over the crowd, into the darkness at the end of the lane, right at an black GTO which drove through the lane with a high speed, driving over the line, breaking and driving backwards with burning wheels, holding behind the line.

"I see Pressure is awake but what about the rest" he said in a slightly questioning tune. "What about Bullit and his Chevelle SS?" he asked and got response by a loud howling engine. Bullit showed up with his brown Chevelle and tiped a few times at the gas, lifting up the front of his car a little every tip before he stoped beside Pressure.

"Sadly" he said " I need to announce that Skylight is still in hospital cause of her arm". Whispers went through the crowd. "She will be out soon" he would raise the mood quickly "and got a replacement for tonight, driving her new Evo Nine. Now, cheer for Redmoon!" the crowd looked down, some cheering as they viewed the deeply red Evo appear.

First she made it to stall the engine which let some people burst out in laughter. But she started again and let all four wheels burning. She drove over the line and made a few three sixties, even backwards before she got herself with a powerslide in position beside Bullit.

The crowd cheered, enjoying the show, as Nigel did aswell. "Somebody know's how to dance" he smiled over at the red Evo before he turned back at the people again. " I think i've got the right partner for you tonight. A new face, a new car and maybe, another name on the list?" he took a short look on his watch, it was time. "We will find out!" he yelled and hoped that he already was there "Driving an Merc Evo Two, here he comes, Knight!".

He switched the lights on while he slowly drove along the small lane and stoped at the line, right beside Redmoon. The people went quiet, just staring at his car. Knight had watched his rivals making a show, but he would save his till the time for it was come. If his rivals would not be as slow as that driver from last night.

"Now, while our drivers fill the pot" he said and a few people went over to the cars, where the drivers lowered they black windows a little to hold out the cash "I want to make it even more interesting".

Alex tried to take a look into Knight's car while the window was lowered, but could not see more then some red and his helm. It just closed too fast, still he was curious and would find a way to get his informations about that driver and his car.

"I'll bet fifty on that new driver" he took out the money and held it high. "Fifty on Knight and since i'm sure that he don't disappoints me" he put the cash back in his pocket and smiled. "Now let's start the race as longas the engines are warmed up" he was all relaxed and like the others, he could not await to view the race.

A light brown bunny went over to the start line, she was realy an eyecatcher, but not for Knight who sorted a little detail at the display, whispering "We don't care anymore". Then finally looking over at the bunny aswell, which pulled a little white flag out of her cleavage and held it high. The music he choosed began to sound loudly out of the speakers and frightened the bunny a little, which let go of the flag at the same moment.

With burning wheels the race had started and all four drivers still beside each other, trying to avoid a crash as long as they where still sharing the same tight road. Knight let himself fall behind a little but as they reached the broad street, it was over. He pushed the pedal to the floor, shifting into the next gear and getting closer to his rivals again.

Bullit was already making some distance between him and the rest, while Redmoon was fighting with Pressure till Knight came between them. All three trying to break out, but no one was able to leave the others behind.

His heartbeat raising, faster, harder, louder. He went into a rush of adrenaline, controled by the music. Everything around him went blurred, there was just the street and the knowledge of his rivals. Hundredfourty miles already, still getting faster while the needle was already touching the redline. This was the time he had waited for, the time he had planed for. He hit a switch aside the gearshift and griped the driving wheel hard with both paws.

"Ladies and Gentleman" AIMEE's voice sounded "hold your hats and prepare for Overdrive".

Out of the trunk appeared a broad spoiler and got into position with a barely hearable click. The whole car got more aerodynamic while two additional pipes came out of it and took place beside the two already burning ones. Lower the car went, closer to the ground while a hole into the hood opened, giving way for the silver supercharger that appeared out of it. Metal formed like eyebrows, giving the headlights an evil gaze. It all happened within a few seconds.

Then the engine stoped to make it's purring sound and went of, it was his sign to change into fourth gear while the supercharger gave a few stuttering breathes, then a deep one and with a loud roar the engine started over again.

He got pushed back into the seat as the car sped up harsh. The needles went higher, quickly, hundredseventy and further. The street went upward slightly and he was sure to left the other two behind him, but Redmoon was swift back beside him.

With her turbocharger she was able to hold his speed and getting faster aswell. She was so close, they side mirrors could nearly touch eachother and Bullit was back in view again too.

Over twohundred, fifth gear and another push. Bullit looked as if he would drive slow, compared to the speed of his rapid approach. Hot steam appeared out of the front fenders of his car, trying to loose some heat.

Redmoon just viewed Bullit disappear at the end of the street before the hot steam took her sight, still holding the speed. She felt weigthless as she took the jump, same time with Knight at her side, right over Bullit and landing in front of him.

Slowly Knight was getting past Redmoon, already viewing the bridge, the finish line, so close. Neither Redmoon nor Bullit were already beaten. Both activated their Nitro and even Pressure was back on a rapid pace, but Redmoon took her place aside of Knight back and none of the others could get past them.

Her turbocharger was howling in a high tune while she feeded her engine with the Nitro. She was getting a little ahead, just to fall a bit back again. No matter what she tried, she could not get past Knight.

Through the sharp turn, on the bridge, holding the speed. All four drivers close together, there was still a chance for everyone to win.

Twohundredtwenty showed the number and he knowed he could get faster, but he don't needed to. He was a little ahead and their Nitro would soon enough run empty. His eyes always switched between the street and Redmoon, the only real rival he had, but then she suddenly lost speed. Over the line, and slowing down roughly with gleaming brakes.

COOLDOWN

People holding lights, guiding the drivers into a sideroad, over to the docks. Knight had still some speed and just drifted through the turns till he reached an big, open warehouse where many people already were waiting for the drivers.

The whole race took just three minutes, the music subsided. His heartbeat still fast as he drove deeper into the warehouse and used a free place to make a few powerslides before he stoped and switched the engine off. He was still very high of the adrenaline in his blood and needed to get a cooldown badly.

The engine was already loosing temperature as a few times the hot steam shot out of the fenders, giving Knight aswell the chance to get out of his car unseen. More and more people ran over to his car till the crowd was all thick and he went through them, earning just a few stares as everybody just interested for the winner, unknowing it was him. He got through the people and out of the warehouse, hearing his deep breathes, feeling his heartbeat.

It was so hot and the air in his helm felt thin. He wanted to get out of his helm and maybe going over to the water, feeling the could touch of it. Just about to take his helm off he viewed a strange yellow truck, Danny's Garage stood in red on it's side. On the hood stood Pussywagon Mark Two in pink, he stared a little at the truck and shook his head slightly. Knight shruged, there where other cars which looked even more strange, besides, for those drivers his car must look very strange aswell. He chuckled a little at those throughts and walked over at the water and took his helm off, placing it on the ground before he got on the ladder in front of it and climbed down enough to reach the water with a paw.

The water felt so good, it got him down some and most important, quick. He needed to be carefull not to have it too quick or it would have the oppsite effect. So he climbed up the ladder again and took his helm back on, viewing Nigel standing right in front of him, holding the money for him.

"Interesting" Nigel said with a smile "the newcomer has a face. I'm slightly surprised". The money went swiftly out of his paw and fadet away in Knight's pocket.

"Hopefully not too much" he answered and wanted to walk past Nigel. But got stoped by Nigel's paw on his shoulder, holding him back.

"Don't just go away" he said and took his paw back. "There are things you should know, realy" his voice went a little bit serious "You are at the list now, if you want to stay on it, or get higher you can't just drive".

He was not very interested in having a small talk right now, but it could be worth to listen atleast for a while. "My ears are yours as long as you tell me something important" he said and crossed his arms on his chest.

"Sounds good when someone like you say that" he chuckled but Knight seemed to be in a less funny mood. He realized and sorted his mind shortly "Well, you can drive. All you want, drag, sprint, radar and even tollgate race. Last just when they finally finish the repairs at the highway". He made a short pause, staring over at the warehouse "You need a crew" there was his serious voice again "it's important. We have list's and leagues for single and crew racer. If you want to get into the first league, you need to be one of the top five, single and crew list".

Those news were bad ones for him. "Sure" he said "just tell me where i can get one, i don't know any other drivers".

Nigel turned his head back at Knight. "Okey" he said, deep in thoughts "You need a blocker, a scout and someone with a real fast car to drag you in it's airstream. Know what i mean?".

"Maybe a muscle" he said, knowing about the sheer power of a good muscle, but a little unsure since it was not a muscle that made the race so hard for him.

"Exact" Nigel said with a slight nod "but the driver is as important as the car, you should know it as best". It would maybe get hard to get that newcomer a good crew, he knowed it. Nobody would want to drive with a newcomer, but somehow, that guy realy had something he liked. Somehow it remembered him at a person he knowed since his whole life. Maybe he was just getting old, but he decided to offer him something more as just informations. "All you need are two drivers, cause i just got you a scout" he told him, smiling. "Just tell me time and place so i can tell him" he could solve two little problems in one swift way and maybe it would payback sooner or later, would not be bad for him if now, aslong as he would not get disappointed by the arrangement.

"Okey, will do so" he nodded and took the help he got offered "but now i realy need to go hope you understand" he turned around and began to walk over to the warehouse again.

"Watch out for ghosts and white cats" he said loudly enough that Knight could hear it.

"Ghosts and white cats? Maybe already drunk a little" he said quietly to himself and just walked further before he got stoped by a black viper which nearly hit him. His eyes went along that shiny new car, along the broad white stripe which went along the whole car.

The door opened and a white lion got out of hit, he was a little taller as Knight and was wearing some realy luxury deep blue clothes, maybe Armani. He could not tell, never got such expensive clothes himself, just no interest in such things. But one thing was sure, that Lion was angry, he could see it in his slightly bluegreen eyes.

"What do you think you are??" he yelled at Knight, then he could smell something on him, something he knowed himself all too good. "You are that newcomer." he said with a grin that was a little scary, just had no effect at Knight who only responsed with a nod. "My name is Cesar, Cesar Hernandez and you should better not forget it" his voice got a little upset "and stay out of my way, comprende?".

Knight just stood still and tried to make that lion more upset as he already was. Would just be a holdup for him, and he had things to do which could not wait much longer.

"Think you are something big now just cause of that single race?" he asked with a little laugh. "Nothing, that is what you are" his mood swaped back, all serious "people like you we call a one-night-stand". Through the corner of his eyes, he could see Nigel looking over at him. It made him even more angry as he was sure that Nigel had plans with that newcomer "Listen, Nigel seems to like you, but that means nothing, if you want to make yourself a name, stay out of my way or you will regret it. Now get the fuck out of my way" the last words he yelled at Knight and pushed him aside to walk over into the warehouse. What he wanted was something to loose his anger, a female, that would be the right, or maybe two.

Knight pressed a button at his helm, following that lion with his eyes till he was disappeared. He shook his head, then looked over at the warehouse again to view his car coming over to him slowly. He walked over and opened the trunk to take a screwdriver out of a tool box and went back to the viper. He cracked the lock of it's hood with the screw driver and opened it. Then he began to work at the battery, getting the cables off and the whole thing some loose before he closed the hood again. Now he needed to disappear quickly. He put the screw driver back into the tool box and closed the trunk, walking over to the driver door of his car, he took a look over it, at Nigel who was smiling widely, before he got into his car and drove away, vanishing into the darkness.