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Chapter 1
A few people gathered out in the dessert, the sun setting and the cool night air began to settle down for the evening. They all stood on a single road, barren of any activity. It seemed to stretch for miles into the setting sun in the distance. A state sign clanked on it's pole, it read Highway 35. The people that were standing all looked out, almost trying to remember another moment of time. What was odd was that to every person, there was a car.. very nice cars to be exact. The type of cars you would only see in street racing, or from video games. A scratchy sound came from one of them, like from a radio. A raven haired male with orange goggles looked over to it and leaned into the car window. A woman's voice was heard as he tuned it in slightly.
"Did you find him yet?" She said.
"No." The man said as he looked to the others. "Not this time.."
The others just seemed to gather around the man and his car, a look of disappointment evident in all their faces. Who are they looking for? Why are they all upset, like they lost a dear friend? What is this place? They all got into their cars and speed off, not on the road, but into the dessert itself. A cloud of dust and some tire tracks was all that was left of the gathering.
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A gasp of air was heard as an alarm began to blare. Up shot a man with blonde messy hair. He had a face of pure confusion as he turned off his alarm.
"Why do I keep having that dream?" He muttered to himself as he walked to his mirror and looked into it. A reflection of the faces flashed in the mirror. He stood back and shook his head.
"Vert, it's time for drill, come on!" Yelled a mans voice through his door.
The blonde ran quickly around his room, getting ready for the long day ahead for him. He made a dash for the door, trying to push his thoughts away for later. A man met him outside his room, he looked like he could be his father. They both made their way through the stark and seemingly endless hallways, passing men enclosed entirely in high tech hazard suits. They made it to a central room, futuristic technology lined the room and more men scattered around it. Everyone looked the same.
"So what is it today? Testing new boosters?" Vert asked the man.
"Today there was an odd reading out in the desert, we need to see if we can get a sample of the energy around there." He answered back.
Vert sighed. He was afraid of something like that. To him that was the most boring thing. Here they had amazing cars and all they are doing is run of the mill things, they aren't even racing them for fun. Vert wondered why he was even that interested in racing. Maybe it was just due to boredom and being inside all day.
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A white haired man stood at the head of a long conference table, waiting for everyone to settle down before he started to talk. The room was lined with high-tech computer screens and in the center of the table there was a holographic projector that currently displayed a map. On one side there was a rough and tough looking team, on the other there was a sharply dressed team. Both looked on, waiting for the man in charge to speak.
"We all know there is unusual activity going on, but what we don't know.. is why?" He said, more so to himself it seemed. "We also know that the Silencerz have caught on." He looked at everyone, expecting someone to speak up. Sure enough, someone did.
"Yeah, and they have Vert." Said a Hispanic man looking rather angry. "When are we going to get him?" Everyone else looked to the man in charge.
"Dr. Tezla is trying his best to plan the best way to get him, without there being a fight." A woman spoke up.
Everyone looked at one an other, almost shocked at what was just said. Tezla coughed slightly and looked at everyone, who was now waiting for answers.
"A fight? Are they that obsessed with him?" Said the man with the orange goggles.
Tezla just shook his head. "Kurt, they aren't after just him as a driver, but what he saw.. what he brought back.. everything." He trailed off.
Another woman, who was seated with everyone stood. "What he brought back?"
Tezla hit a button and the projector changed images, to a wheel. He pointed to it. Everyone just looked at it and shrugged.
"Yeah, so what? It's just the wheel of power." Said a rather small man.
The first woman to speak shook her head. "No Monkey, look closely. Don't you notice anything odd about it?" She asked.
He simply shook his head no as he leaned closer to the image.
A man standing in the back moved closer to everyone. "It's got another wheel." He simply stated.
Everyone murmured to each other, trying to figure out how that could be possible. They looked back to Tezla, confused.
"Taro's right, it's another wheel. Does that mean there is more realms?" Asked the woman who was among the group.
Tezla nodded and looked to everyone who seemed to look happy, the happiest they have ever looked over the past few months. They lived to drive and at one point they even drove to survive. Now they will be doing it again. However, this time they are missing a key person. Vert Wheeler, the winner of the Ultimate Race. He got to meet the ones that built the realms, the Accelerons. After the old headquarters was destroyed in order to exterminate the drones, Tezla built a new Acceledrome where he continued his work. The others continued to search for their friend, who vanished with the Silencerz. While on a search for him however, they found odd energy fields around the old base. What can this mean? Is there a new threat? Only time will tell.
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TBC
A few people gathered out in the dessert, the sun setting and the cool night air began to settle down for the evening. They all stood on a single road, barren of any activity. It seemed to stretch for miles into the setting sun in the distance. A state sign clanked on it's pole, it read Highway 35. The people that were standing all looked out, almost trying to remember another moment of time. What was odd was that to every person, there was a car.. very nice cars to be exact. The type of cars you would only see in street racing, or from video games. A scratchy sound came from one of them, like from a radio. A raven haired male with orange goggles looked over to it and leaned into the car window. A woman's voice was heard as he tuned it in slightly.
"Did you find him yet?" She said.
"No." The man said as he looked to the others. "Not this time.."
The others just seemed to gather around the man and his car, a look of disappointment evident in all their faces. Who are they looking for? Why are they all upset, like they lost a dear friend? What is this place? They all got into their cars and speed off, not on the road, but into the dessert itself. A cloud of dust and some tire tracks was all that was left of the gathering.
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A gasp of air was heard as an alarm began to blare. Up shot a man with blonde messy hair. He had a face of pure confusion as he turned off his alarm.
"Why do I keep having that dream?" He muttered to himself as he walked to his mirror and looked into it. A reflection of the faces flashed in the mirror. He stood back and shook his head.
"Vert, it's time for drill, come on!" Yelled a mans voice through his door.
The blonde ran quickly around his room, getting ready for the long day ahead for him. He made a dash for the door, trying to push his thoughts away for later. A man met him outside his room, he looked like he could be his father. They both made their way through the stark and seemingly endless hallways, passing men enclosed entirely in high tech hazard suits. They made it to a central room, futuristic technology lined the room and more men scattered around it. Everyone looked the same.
"So what is it today? Testing new boosters?" Vert asked the man.
"Today there was an odd reading out in the desert, we need to see if we can get a sample of the energy around there." He answered back.
Vert sighed. He was afraid of something like that. To him that was the most boring thing. Here they had amazing cars and all they are doing is run of the mill things, they aren't even racing them for fun. Vert wondered why he was even that interested in racing. Maybe it was just due to boredom and being inside all day.
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A white haired man stood at the head of a long conference table, waiting for everyone to settle down before he started to talk. The room was lined with high-tech computer screens and in the center of the table there was a holographic projector that currently displayed a map. On one side there was a rough and tough looking team, on the other there was a sharply dressed team. Both looked on, waiting for the man in charge to speak.
"We all know there is unusual activity going on, but what we don't know.. is why?" He said, more so to himself it seemed. "We also know that the Silencerz have caught on." He looked at everyone, expecting someone to speak up. Sure enough, someone did.
"Yeah, and they have Vert." Said a Hispanic man looking rather angry. "When are we going to get him?" Everyone else looked to the man in charge.
"Dr. Tezla is trying his best to plan the best way to get him, without there being a fight." A woman spoke up.
Everyone looked at one an other, almost shocked at what was just said. Tezla coughed slightly and looked at everyone, who was now waiting for answers.
"A fight? Are they that obsessed with him?" Said the man with the orange goggles.
Tezla just shook his head. "Kurt, they aren't after just him as a driver, but what he saw.. what he brought back.. everything." He trailed off.
Another woman, who was seated with everyone stood. "What he brought back?"
Tezla hit a button and the projector changed images, to a wheel. He pointed to it. Everyone just looked at it and shrugged.
"Yeah, so what? It's just the wheel of power." Said a rather small man.
The first woman to speak shook her head. "No Monkey, look closely. Don't you notice anything odd about it?" She asked.
He simply shook his head no as he leaned closer to the image.
A man standing in the back moved closer to everyone. "It's got another wheel." He simply stated.
Everyone murmured to each other, trying to figure out how that could be possible. They looked back to Tezla, confused.
"Taro's right, it's another wheel. Does that mean there is more realms?" Asked the woman who was among the group.
Tezla nodded and looked to everyone who seemed to look happy, the happiest they have ever looked over the past few months. They lived to drive and at one point they even drove to survive. Now they will be doing it again. However, this time they are missing a key person. Vert Wheeler, the winner of the Ultimate Race. He got to meet the ones that built the realms, the Accelerons. After the old headquarters was destroyed in order to exterminate the drones, Tezla built a new Acceledrome where he continued his work. The others continued to search for their friend, who vanished with the Silencerz. While on a search for him however, they found odd energy fields around the old base. What can this mean? Is there a new threat? Only time will tell.
______________________
TBC
My Acceleracers fanfiction. What took place after The Ultimate race. This will be sent into Mattel following completion.
(C) Mattel
(C) Mattel
© 2013 - 2024 jutto
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