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Chapter 6: Innitiation
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Various racecars and bikes line up in 5 rows behind the starting line. Two rows behind, a female red head leans against a purple Nissan sports car. Deeply in conversation with a biker with almost spiky, long unruly hair.
Over the noise cheers and jeers from a capacity crowd seated on the stands, the announcer was just finished giving instructions. Vanessa Warfield got seated in her car while Floyd Malloy (a.k.a. Birdman) start his engines.
the flags are on the course, if you happen to miss one, you cant winn..
A few seconds remained before the gun fired to start off the rally.
The atmosphere became noisier as the racers all gunned their engines to full throttle, leaving the arena onto the Texan terrain.
Up in one of the stands, a plumb man dressed as a peanut seller walk down the stairs. Peanuts, get your red hot peanuts
Ahead in the chasing pack
Get down! The more your on the ground the more fuel you save, Vanessa said over the radio when she notice Vampire changing.
I thought I saw someone behind us
Oh use your rear view mirror to lock, BIRDBRAIN!
Behind them, riding in a motorbike, Mask agent Ali Bombay an Indian - speaks through his helmet (looks roughly like a conehead covering his face and on his shoulders) communicator.
Matt, are you there?
Right here, Ali
There is a double dose of venom trouble ahead. It is a perfect time to bring on somebody to assist me
Unless backup arrives, your on your own, Ali
Bombay smiles, You sound just like my father. A good man always trusts his good instincts.
Your father is right
My father never raced against Venom
Up ahead, Floyd calls over with a certain urgence in his tone, Vanessa.VANESSA!!!
Vanessa replied, rather annoyed, What now?!
Listen, if you dont wannabe bothered, I wont tell you whose right behind us. Floyd in a very American accent.
Vanessa doesnt need to hear him, Anything that fast has to be from Mask. She looks at her review mirror and saw Bullet.
Ill peel back and wipe em out, Floyd suggests.
I give the orders on this mission, Vanessa asserting control of the situation. She came to an idea, Well both show that Mask worm how an orange feels in a juicer.
Ali Bombay, My father would say, once your instincts lead you to a decision act. Heh, my father lives a simple life
Bombay increases speed, leaving a cloud of dust along the road. He comes head to head with Floyd, who, decreased speed and let Bombay pass him. Vampires windshield flap down revealing two turrets which fire a round of fireballs at the Mask agent.
Were finished with game Bombay, which means the end of YOU, Vanessa spun Manta around 180 degrees, the front part just below the windshield elevated, producing a 3-turreted-built in missile launcher.
The motorcycle in the middle waited until its 10 yards from Manta and twisted the bike 45 degrees clockwise so its facing the mountain with its back 10metres from the edge. Bombay simultaneously changes Bullet into its hovercraft mode the tires split open and go by the bikes sides, a cannon turret sprouted just below the windscreen.
Floyd Malloy evaded Mantas missiles by switching to complete jet mode including the fireball guns, the sides spring wide to resemble roughly zigzagged wings flying over the missiles. Good thing for his bad aim or Manta would seriously had been toast.
Unfortunately, Bullet hovers horizontally and blasts the rock down at the sportscar.
Vampire comes from behind.
Buckshot mask, fire! Floyd commanded his helmet which appears like an ordinary helmet but with bat facial features and a short protruding object by the ear.
Bombay eludes the ball-bearings shot at him and replies sweetly.
Vortex on, and a miniature whirlwind blows Floyd Malloy and Vampire away.
Back down on the ground, Vanessa puts on her helmet, resembling scuba gear and a strange horn which is a square object by the forehead.
Whip On! a laser whip appears from the horn, which slashes at the rocks covering her vehicle.
In the air, Vampire is back with a vengeance, firing madly.
Hold still and fight like a man.
Bombay dodged another round from Vampire, One not be a man with acts of stupidity.
A simple shot from Bullet narrowly misses the red flying motorcycle.
Noticing the unfair advantage, Bombay activates his communicator.
Lightning, calling on mask frequency. Need support, repeat, need Support!
Thats it big bro, lets rock. The reply came including a strong Texas accent.
Meteor, resembling a space shuttle, unleashes a ray which paralyzes Vampire in midair. The pilot, Ace Riker assuredly, Ali, hustle out of here while I keep venom occupied.
Bullet descends, kicks into bike mode and travels down the rocky terrain. It passes a stream of flags, Bombay doesnt want to waste time so he does a 360 with Bullet, simultaneously launching the grappling hook from the bikes butt side
Finally the rocks are off Manta. Vanessa switches her to fighter plane mode the tires turn 90 degrees with wings *fins*, and thrusters uncovered. Manta lifts off and flies using the same route Bombay used.
Ace spots her and disengages the paralyzing ray. He puts on his helmet like the one jet fighter pilots use.
Not so fast, Vanessa. Cruise control, On! A ray catches Manta and brings it down.
A shot from the ever annoying Vampire breaks up the ray, freeing Manta.
Ace keeps Meteor under control, complaining, That fireball wiped out cruise control.
What do you do now?
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