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Character Gallery:
Samson Pearce:
Samson, also called Sam by his friends, is 17 years old, owns a Mustang and has just finished High School in Liberty City. He likes the thrill of street racing, thus why his Mustang has just under 500hp. But he only shows that when the traffic lights go green and the flashing lights are far away.
Jack Lamont:
Jack Lamont is Sam's rival. Just like Sam, he finished High School and has a powerful car. Unlike Sam, this guy is attracted to new muscle, and therefore drives a tuned Viper. He is the ultimate showman, and doesn't like tail lights other than his own.
Claire Jackson:
Claire, like Sam and Jack, just finished High School. She was, honestly, not the smartest of all, but the best looking. For all the years, she had been on top of the list of what the guys wanted to claim. In the end, she decided on Jack.
Officer Fivedime:
Officer Fivedime is the law itself. On the outside! This person has a background in drug dealing, gang war and what's worse. Not much more is known about him.
Taejo Yoshimura
Taejo is a person you wouldn't notice in the numbers. He has a passion for cars and tuning. He is driving a R33 Skyline.
Chapter 1: High waves
Sam was in a good mood. Not only because he had finally finished the restoration of his old Mustang, but also because today was graduation day. All he had to do was to get his papers and say goodbye to his teachers, and soon he would be on his way off. He didn't know where he wanted to go. Maybe Paradise City. Seeing his old friend Carl, whose family moved when Sam was 7. 10 years ago. Wonder what he is doing now? Sam put the thought out of his head, promising himself he would visit Carl one day.
After finishing his graduation, he went back onto the car park to drive home and get ready for the big party in the night. He saw Jack had parked his car next to his own.
"Hey Sam"
"Hey Claire"
"So, that's your Mustang?"
"Indeed it is"
"How much has it got?"
"Why don't you ask your boyfried?" Sam looked around and spotted Jack only a few meters away.
"You're fun. I love your style" Sam smiled and was about to get in his car, when a familiar voice, fueled by anger mixed with boast, crossed his ears.
"Hey you!" In his own mind, Sam could not stop thinking "not this a-hole again"
"Tell me one thing, 'cause I'm not sure if I'm right: Did I just see you talk to my girl?" Sam looked around for a second, as if he were trying to avoid the conflict he knew would come.
"You did, yes"
"Don't you play bad-ass on me. I know my rights"
"Then you'd also know that America is a free country"
The small crowd that had gathered began shouting. Mostly because they wanted to see how Jack would react to that.
"Then you'd also know talking to my girls means being on my property. And being on my property is trespassing"
The crowd shouted again.
"Then you'd also know that I know that you can't hide the beauties away all life"
Another shout from the crowd. Only this time, every single person on the car park was around them.
"You.. You.." Jack could not find words. 1-0.
"Call me when you have a reply"
The crowd laughed. And maybe exactly that was what provoked the next few seconds.
Just as Sam had risen into the car, a noise of cracking glass was heard. It was Jack. Who else? And now the Mustang didn't have a rear window.
Sam got out of the car again, and looked over at Jack who's all cheerful. For a second. Then he noticed.
"You want to fight or what?" Jack shouted.
"Only if you want to pay that window of mine"
Jack spits on the ground. He began to talk, and tried to keep his voice calm.
"You know what? For all these years, we've been against each other, and there was no end. Now that you have your car, why don't we race?"
Sam nodded. The card are shuffeled.
Chapter 2: The Faceoff
Sam put on his seat belt. Just to be sure. And he made sure it was well clamped. A quick glance to the right, and he was looking at the red Viper. The challenge was set.As she put her arms in the air to start the race, Sam re-checked everything. Locked and loaded. And the race is off!
Sam dropped back a little at the start. But not much. He was literally on Jack's butt. A little move to the right was blocked quickly. He floored the acceleartor, and moved to the left. Blocked. But it was part of the plan.
He tried again. Blocked.
And again.
Until he hit the brakes.
Jack, as the showman he is, believes it means Sam has quit. He begins to do showmanship. Mostly drifting.
What Jack didn't notice is the blue Mustang in his rear view mirror. No, it was not in his mirror.. It was ahead of him!
"Who's laughing now Jack?"
"How in the.."
Being as angry as confused, Jack decided there's only one way to get past again.
Sam could now see the finish line. Unfortunately, his car was damaged too much to keep on the road. He hits the bank of the road, and rolls.
And rolls
And rolls.
Of course, all this had gained attention from the local police. They found the wrecked Viper deep in the forest and the Mustang exactly where it ended. With the wheels in the air. Sam knew he was in big trouble. Not only was he now accused for illegal street racing, but also illegal modification. That alone in LC could mean a 50.000$ fine.
"That's some 🤬 you've caused there" Said Officer Fivedime, who was to interview Sam. Fivedime was the only person in the world Sam hated more than Jack.
"Do you see your two friends? No. And you know why? Connections my friend"
"But you know what kid? I'm gonna let you go"
"What?"
"You heard me I'm busy transferring to Paradise City. BUT.."
"But what? ..Officer?"
"That was better kid. I have 2 conditions"
"I'm listening"
"1: I don't want to see or hear about you again"
"Understood. What's the other"
"That you fulfill the first one by not staying here"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that as long as we are in the same country, on the same continent, I WILL HEAR YOUR NAME!"
"Wait, what?"
"You heard me. I don't want you to leave town, or state, or country. I want you to 🤬 off the american continent. I'll visit your mom tomorrow and if you're still there I'm gonna lock you up for trespassing. Entiendes?
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