The Streets

[DMB1981]

Brodie couldn't help but feel pleased that she knew his name. His entire life, he had been the guy that everyone knew, and now he was the outsider. Brodie had mostly been watching the races from afar, but he had met a few people around the Street. He guessed that Kyla made it her business to know everyone who came near a race. He hoped that maybe she had noticed him as more than just some random guy watching the races.
"Yea, that's right. It's a pleasure to meet you." Brodie casually shook Kyla's hand, trying his best to be his old confident self. "Holy shit," he thought to himself, "She even more ridiculously hot up close than she is from a distance." Brodie tried to puch any "inappropriate" thoughts out of his mind. After all, Kyla probably wouldn't be too impressed by someone who could barely get into his car because of a raging hard-on in his pants.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

She smiled as he shook her hand then she pulled her hand away some, " Pleasure to meet you as well. I've quite a few things about you but I've never seen you race. That may be because of that fact that you seem to severly underestimate imports around here. I mean hey, American muscle is all fine and dandy thats for sure but at the end of the day, its all about that finish line." Kyla laughed slightly then walked around his car slightly, " Could you open the hood for me? Just want to see what you're working with here." She glanced back to the track that was set up then looked down at the tires on the car. "He's going to have trouble with that track and these tires but if he manage that track decently then he may be in." She thought to herself as she looked back at him. "You see, here on the Strip people take racing seriously. It's our lives. Don't expect anyone to take it easy on you because you're the new kid. Everyone is equal here. Everyone is a racer. If you can handle that course right there with a decent time and a low number of cones hit then you get to run against my Lexus."

 

[DMB1981]

Brodie

"Well first I have to tell you that this Mustang is not what I'll be winning races in. That car isn't ready yet, but my Cobra should be sufficient for me to at least show you that I can drive." Brodie continued explaining his situation with the VR4 to Kyla, and she agreed to let him run the trial with his Cobra.
"I have to warn you, though," she told Brodie, "this is your one shot, so if you don't make it today there won't be a chance to run the VR4. Are you sure this Mustang has what it takes."
Brodie assured her that he could pass the test, but he wasn't so sure himself. He had grown up drag racing mostly. Sure, he had raced a few people on city streets and deserted country roads back home, but those were mostly just for fun. He had even raced against the VR4 which he now owned. Brodie won that race, but he knew that with the mods he was making to the Mitsubishi there was no way his Cobra could handle it now. The all-wheel-drive VR4 just had so much traction and grip in corners. It had seemed heavy the first time he drove it, like the car wanted to drive itself rather than respond to his commands. But after a healthy dose of stripping down and carbon-fiber replacements, it drove like an Indy car.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Kyla smiled and nodded to Brodie then gave the hood of his car a soft pat, " Well if you think this car can manage that course, go for it. Just be careful. Thats a tricky course with a bunch of 90's in it. Slide through them." She smiled and gave him a pat on the back then jogged back to her Lexus. Kyla took a seat on the hood of the Lexus with a stop watch and waited for Brodies sign. She prayed he would be ok and would be able to complete this course. Brodie was the perfect person for her to mold into a great racer but he needed in II2 first.

 

[DMB1981]

Brodie

Brodie sat in his car and gave himself a pep talk. He knew that his Cobra had more than enough power and speed, but it wasn’t built for 90 degree turns on city streets. He had done some mods on it to make it a little stiffer—K-member, sway bars, upgraded suspension, stuff like that. But that was mostly just to keep the tires on the ground on a ¼ mile strip. The fact was that Ford didn’t build Mustangs with street racing in mind. Brodie figured that his only chance would be to take it a little bit easy through the turns and rely on the straight-away speed and low-end power of his Cobra to make up for the corners.
Brodie nodded to Kyla, who gave him the go sign while starting the stop-watch with the other. Brodie feathered the clutch like a pro and jumped off the line. “That was the easy part,” he told himself. “Just don’t fuck up in the corners.” And when that first corner came, it nearly ended the test for Brodie. Even though he had told himself to go easy in the 90s, he still came into the first turn too fast. After barely recovering, Brodie slammed the pedal and let the tricked out V8 do its thing.
After his near down-fall, Brodie was more careful through the rest of the turns, and the horse-power and torque under the hood took care of the rest. Nobody would say that his run was pretty. In fact, Brodie fishtailed through the rest of the turns like there was ice on the road. But there was nothing he could do about that; the Cobra just had too much roll and not enough traction.
Brodie screamed into the last straight away and across the finish line. He knew he was cutting it close, but he hoped he had passed Kyla’s test. He desperately wanted to be a part of II2, but even more than that he wanted Kyla. He had a feeling that passing this trial would go a long way in helping him reach that goal.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Kyla watched Brodie carefully as he ran the course and almost stopped his run on the third corner. She was positive he was going to get taken by that corner but he managed to pull himself out of it, which made good marks in her book. When the test was done and over with, Kyla went jogging to the finish line where Brodies car had come to a rest. She looked inside the car at him with a small smile then she noticed that he had a death grip on the steering wheel which made her laugh. "All in all that was a good run. Not a bad time at all. You definitely need help with your corners but I'm positive that those corners were tricky because this car is built for speed not tactics. But unfortunately, I don't think you are II2 material." She shrugged slightly then walked away from his car but stopped about 15 feet away. Kyla turned back to him with a laugh, "Welcome to II2 Brodie. Theres a lot of work to be done to that car though."

 

[DMB1981]

Brodie

Brodie was on the verge of jumping out of his car and giving Kyla a piece of his mind when she turned to him with a laugh and welcomed him to II2.
"There's a lot of work to be done to that car,” she told him as she shook his hand in congratulations.
“Nothing changes on this car,” he told her with his old air of confidence.
She looked at him as if she was about to retract her invitation to her new garage.
“Nothing changes on this car because this isn’t what I’m going to race. Hop in and take a ride with me, I want to show you what I have to work with.” As soon as the words escaped his lips, Brodie realized what he had said. By “what I have to work with” he meant the Mitsu VR4 in the garage back at his townhouse, but there was a suggestive undertone that implied something else. He figured it must be because the whole time he was looking at her he was thinking about sex. “Don’t worry about the rest of the auditions,” Brodie continued. “They’ll wait for you to get back. And besides, you’ve already found your new prime-time driver.”

 

[ChaosDAmore]

"My new prime time driver? We will see about all that. Better get that course right first. Lets hope that 'what you have to work with' can handle that course." She grinned widely then climbed into the passenger seat of the car and glanced over at him. "I'm sure the rest of them will wait. So what is this mystery car you have? Why haven't you driven yet?"

 

[DMB1981]

"You'll see in a couple of minutes; I just live a few miles from here." Brodie drove down the beach front highway through the city of Myrtle Beach. There was a beautiful view to his left, but he didn't notice. All Brodie could look at was Kyla. Her legs seems to go on forever, finally disappearing into one of her trade-mark skirts. Her flat, sexy stomach was peeking from underneath her tight-fitting tank top, a tank-top which was filled out perfectly by her firm breasts. Once or twice Kyla caught Brodie checking her out, but she didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she gave a little smile each time. Brodie had to keep reminding himself to glance at the raod ahead of him at least every once in a while. He doubted that getting into a wreck while cruising down the highway at 45 would do anything to impress her. He tried to concentrate on something beside Kyla’s breasts and legs as they neared his townhouse. Why was it that every time he was around her he ended up having to hide his excitement? Brodie hadn’t been this unable to control his own body since he was a teenager.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Kyla laughed slightly when she noticed him checking her out every so often. Brodie was a rather handsome looking man but she had heard rumors about him. He seemed to be after the booty and the booty only. This was not what Kyla was looking for. She had that kind of guy once and it didn't really do much for her. She was looking for a guy she could settle down with and share her time with. Call her sappy, a hopeless romantic, thats what she wanted. She laughed softly to herself then looked away from Brodie and glanced out the window. Myrtle Beach was so pretty..............."So how long have you been racing for Brodie? Any memorable wins?" She glanced back at him and smiled slightly.

 

[DMB1981]

Brodie

"I've been racing in some form since before I could legally drive," Brodie began. "I started out with dirt bikes, then moved on to trucks on dirt roads. When I turned 16, I started drag-racing at a local strip. It wasn't long before I found out that my reflexes were quicker than most people's... a lot quicker. As far as memorable wins, I've outrun the cops on the way home drunk from a party more times than I can count. And those are definitely big wins." He looked at Kyla with a little grin. She didn't seem to think his answer was terribly funny.
"We're here," Brodie said as the grin quickly disappeared. "My humble abode."

 

[Mystical Avalon]

Sasoni

The tickle between her legs served the purpose of rouseing her lust. Yet, she felt the urge in the back of her throat. She needed a hit and bad.

Pushing Patrick off her, she grabbed her bags and ran to the bathroom.

" I will be right back, and I promise it will be worth the wait. I will fuck you in to submission" she said, pumping her crotch at him before shutting the door.

She lit the spoon shaking the heroine into it allowing it to melt before she gathered it into the needle. When it hit her vein, she sighed. When her heart stopped, she closed her eyes as if asleep. She would never get to race again. She died a whore;s death. In the bathroom needle in her arm.

 

[Mystical Avalon]

Shila

She lived just down the block from the new II2. She longed to meet the pretty girl that was in charge and the young man with the Mustang. She sat each day and watched from her window. She was shy, but, something had to be done.. Money in hand, she wanted a car that would blow their minds, but with Sasoni gone, she did not have anyone she could turn to.

This girl, Kyla, seemed nice enough and Shila thought she would help. Tomorrow, when the place opened, she would make her way down the street and present her proposal.

 

[Fizzter43]

Patrick went to the bathroom ait later, after seeing Sasoni didn't come back for awhile. He saw her lying there dead with the needle in her arm. He just slammed the door shut, and left the house, tearing down the road in his car. She might of been a whore but he still had feelings for her. He headed towards II2, he needed to talk to Kyla.

 

[gagonthis]

Dante

Dante Smith
Age: 20
Height: 5'11
Weight: 170
Hair: Brown (Afroed)
Eyes: Green
Car: 2005 WRX sTI

IC:

Dante put down his wrench and walked away from his car, grabbing the joint he had behind his ear. The new downpipe should help with his exhaust flow, adding at least another twenty to his car. He smiled as he looked in the engine bay, the multicolored pipes from the new Blitz front mount IC looked clean. He frowned when he looked at the strut bars, probably should tighten them a bit more.

He had been working on his car for months now wanting to take it out and test it against all the "big shots" in the scene. Most of those guys didn't know the first thing about their cars, buying parts and paying a shop to install them. Only the II guys were worth his time, the rest just being a bunch of useless ricers. Dante had bought this car used off an old friend and had dropped a sizeable amount of money he had into it. He stood up and dusted his hands off, lighting his joint. They had just opened the new II garage a few blocks down from where he lived, but he wasn't sure he wanted to attach himself to any racing team yet, as for now he just wanted to finish this up so he could test it out that evening.

An hour later Dante closed the hood, testing the maps he had programmed on his laptop for the UTEC. He was satisfied with what he found, but decided he should probably take it over to his friend's garage and get a dyno run before debuting it tonight. He drove down the street, past the site of the new garage. He saw a girl staring out her window as he drove passed and gave a rev of his engine as a greeting. He got to his friends garage and rolled up onto the dyno. 604.. at the wheels.. not bad with the powertrain loss that came from driving AWD. This should definetly turn some heads tonight. Dante smiled and lit another joint, passing it to his friend. Should be an interesting evening.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Atfer looking over Brodie's cars with a nod of approval, she smiled and looked at him, "This car will tear up the streets. I'm excited to have you join II2 but I have to be going now. Meet me at II2 tomorrow morning at around 11ish. Theres some things that have to be straightened out." Brodie nodded and drove Kyla back to her Lexus then headed off to where ever he needed to be.

She walked inside of the new, and completely empty, II2. There wasn't even a desk set up yet. That was on her list of things to do tomorrow. Shopping for the garage and for the interior. It would be a chore but she would manage. She laughed slightly then blinked when she heard the sound of peeling tires and a car heading for II2. "Patrick............" She rushed outside and stood there while waiting for him to get out of the car and explain to her what was going on.

 

[Fizzter43]

Patrick looked at Kyla and shook his head. "Kyla, do you have some place we could talk in private." He said looking around noticing their wasn't anyone else around as he got out of his car a look of grief finally came over his face, as he hugged Kyla. "Sasoni's dead, she went to the bathroom earlier, and never came back, I went to check on her and she was lying dead on the floor, with a needle in her arm, drugs got her." He said as he started crying on her shoulder. "I know she was just a whore, but she was still my friend."

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Kyla blinked slightly and felt some tears sting her eyes as well, Sasoni and Kyla may not always have gotten along but Kyla had a lot of respect for Sasoni. "Shhh, it's ok. Lets go inside. Don't want you out on the streets like this." She wrapped her arms around Patricks waist and led him inside the empty II2. She sighed softly and shook her head slightly, "I didn't even know she was doing drugs but apparently she was. I am so sorry Patrick. She's in a much better place right now."

 

[Fizzter43]

Patrick nodded. "I never thought she was either." He hung his head. "I know she is in a better place, but god damn it, she was my friend." He looked at Kyla. "I'm just sorry for you and the last memory you have of her is the fight from last night, I know you two never got along that well, but you did respect her I know that. I just wish I wasn't the big ass I was last night with you after I found out you drove the Lexus." He looked at her, then looked around. "So head of II2, congrats, wish I could help you with the place, looks like it will need it." He said tears still rolling down his face. "Sasoni would be happy for you as well."

 

[gagonthis]

Dante came skidding around the last curve, a full five car lengths on his competitor. He smiled slightly as he downshifted into third and pounded the gas, the revs matching his bottom end for the turbo perfectly. He shot even further ahead, sprinting to the finish line a good eight lengths ahead now. He smiled as he passed it, slamming on the brakes and coming to a stop. He stepped out of his car the same time his rival did and could see the pissed off look on his face. Dante sauntered over to him, lighting up a doobie as he did. "Well, looks like I won..." He said cockily. "Five gees right?" The other racer looked like he wanted to protest, but there were enough witnesses around that he knew he couldn't get away with welshing on Dante. He swore loudly and dug out an envelope and hadned it to Dante, who smiled broadly at him as he counted his cash. "Feel free to spread the word around town buddy." Dante said. "I'll race anyone on any course." He winked as the guy threw him a nasty look before jumping back into his car. That should spark some interest he thought to himself as he drove off.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Kyla wiped the tears off Patricks face and smiled slightly, "Don't worry about it. I should have told you from the begining but I didn't want anyone to know I was the driver." She shrugged slightly and leaned against the wall, "Yeah it needs a lot of work. Ricky gave me $100,000 to get it off the ground. I already got one driver under my wing. He needs some work but he'll work out. We will see who else shows up at the official try out." She smiled at his mentioned of Sasoni, "She would be proud of me. I know."

 

[Fizzter43]

Patrick kissed her, before reaching into his pocket and writing her a check for 100 grand. "Take it Kyla, it will hope get you off the ground here, and I'm willing to help you in what ever you need." He looked at her and smiled. "Care to give me a tour and show me what you plan to do with the place, you do have a nice place to work with already." He said smiling at her.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Kyla looked at the check then handed it back to Patrick with a smile, "I don't need it. I'm ok. I'll be fine. Ricky says if I need more to go to him." She laughed then looked around the main room of the building, "This will be the showroom. On the left wall over there, I'm going to cover it in the rims that I'm going to carry here. On the opposite wall will be all the audio stuff. That wall there, the one where the front door is, I'm going to put pictures of cars that II2 has taken out. I'm gunna need a picture of your Honda." She grinned and laughed lead him into the huge 6 car garage. "This is the garage. I'm going to build two walls in that corner with a sliding garage door. Thats gunna be the paint booth. Each area is going to designated for a certain job, so theres no overspray or anything like that." After he marveled at the garage for a moment, she lead him into the back were the employee break room was and the parts room. "Nothing fancy back here."

 

[Fizzter43]

"Theres no need for something like that, since this place will be pretty hopping all the time, you have been bleesed with a great location." He placed the check forcefully in her hand. "Take it Kyla, think of it a prize for beating me, or maybe just a gift." He said looking at her. "I think I should be off though, I'll see you tonight." He turned and started to head out the door.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Kyla grabbed his hand and put the check back into his hand, "Patrick.......I don't need it. I can do this on my own." She smiled at him. Damn she was stubborn. "Yeah see you tonight. Once I get the place set up, I'm going to throw a big party at my place. You'll be the first to know when that is."