Teen Titans Fan Fiction ❯ Love Is A Mystery ❯ Need For Speed ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans. I own Draco, Blaze417 owns Magnum, and Spyder33 owns Spyder.

A/N: I apologize for any confusion; most of this was deleted when I first posted this chapter.

Thoughts— `Conscience Talking'— ~“Electronic Speech”~— “COM Link Speech”

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Now that all eight racers were there, they got out of their cars, and stood next to them for verification. After that was done, each driver was given a number from 1 through 8; this would determine who would race whom, as well as their starting positions. After a few minutes, the racers had their numbers:

1) Cyborg: T-Car

2) Dirt (Need For Speed: Underground [NFS: U]): Mitsubishi Eclipse

3) Cash/Sam (`Car Trouble'): Toyota Celica

4) Burnout (my bro's name on NFS: U): Mazda RX-7

5) Leon: Nissan Sentra

6) Biggi (Juiced): Mitsubishi Lance Evolution VI

7) Shadow: Golf GTI

8) Draco: Honda Civic

 

Once who was racing who was determined (1vs. 2, 3 vs. 4, 5 vs. 6, 7 vs. 8), the announcer started up again, ~“NOW THAT ALL OF YOU HAVE GOTTEN YOUR NUMBERS, HERE ARE THE RULES; NOS IS PERMITTED, BUT ONLY IN THE SEMI-FINALS AND FINALS, AND THESE RACES ARE DOUBLE-ELIMINATION. NOW, LETS GET OUR RACERS AQUATINTED WITH THEIR CHEERIN GAL! LADIES, COME ON OUT AND GO TO YOUR RACER!”~

With that, the eight girls that would cheer for the racers, including Raven, entered the arena, and walked up to the racer that they would cheer for. (I'm only gonna list the people that matter at this point, like Raven, Samantha, the gal who is `rewarded' to the tournament's top victor, Cy, Draco, and Biggi)

Raven walked over to Draco, who was floating in mid-air, like he was meditating next to his hovering (at a fixed height) banshee, and she gently brought him out of his trance, “Draco, I need to talk with you real quick.”

Draco heard her, and his body started to float down to the ground, and he unfolded his legs and his feet touched the ground.

“Huh? What are you doin' here? I thought you were gonna watch?” he said. Although he had his full armor on, she heard him via the external speakers in the helmet.

“Well, I was, but then I over heard that there was an opening for one person to cheer for, and when I checked, I saw that no one signed up to cheer for you, so I decided to.”

“Oh. Well, aren't you worried about what this is gonna do to your powers?”

“Why would I? You're able to cancel them out, right?”

“Oh yeah! I forgot. So you're actually goin' to cheer me on? I thought you didn't like me.”

“I thought you didn't like me!”

“Well, who knows, maybe we do like each other, but we don't want to say it out in public.”

“That might be it,” she softly said, then she adopted a competitive tone, “But now, you've got a race tournament to win.”

“That I do.” Draco agreed under his breath as he drew Raven into an embrace. They continued hugging for the next few minutes, while other things happened elsewhere.

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere… (Trophy room)

“I can't do this!” a lone girl said to herself, while she was getting herself `ready' for the race finals, “I can't show up while my sis and her friends are here.”

`Of course you can do this,' her conscience told her, `you did tell her that you were on probation from the Centauri prison, and that you were gonna pay them a visit when you get here. So just do this, then head to the Tower and pay them your visit. Plus, there's three new members, someone to start fresh with.'

“But it won't be easy, after all, I did vow to get revenge when I was being taken to the Centauri prison the first time. And my revenge didn't work out too well back when I tried to take over Tamaran…”

`And I'm pretty sure that the Titans were informed that you were going to pay them a visit. Plus, who said anything about getting revenge when you got here on probation? If you wanna get revenge, do it once you're off probation.'

“Ya got a point there. But if I do, then I'll end up back in the Centauri prison, or worse yet, the Tamaranean prison. And I don't what to be raped again.”

`OK, so forget what I said. Just do what you gotta do here, then go visit your sis and her friends.'

The girl decided to listen to her conscience this time, and finished getting ready (in case any of you are wonderin', yes that was Blackfire).

 

Meanwhile, back outside, racin' arena…

Cy was getting his car in tip-top shape for the many races he knew were going to follow, now that he knew it was a double elimination.

“Man, this is gonna be harder on the car than me, I hope I don't half to race Draco three times. I may not have seen all of his skills, but he only beat me here cuz he flew over all the buildings in a straight line here while I had to zigzag though the streets.” He said while fuming slightly.

“Hiya, big boy!” Cy had no idea who the hell that was, other than the fact it was one of the girls, so he turned around to get some attention from her, and not to be rude. When he turned around, he noticed that the girl had a freaked-out look on her face, most likely from the fact that he had half of a human face and a half of a robot face.

“Relax; I survived a terrible accident when I was younger. Only the robotics saved me from dying.” That to seem to get the gal to calm down, and so she started chatin' with Cy, while he continued on the car's preparations.

 

Meanwhile, over at the far side of the arena…

Biggi was busy workin' on his car's drive chain and other small gimmicks in his engine with TJ helpin' him. He was so busy, that he didn't notice Melody (Juiced, Car Collection) walkin' up to him. That is, until she whistled in a way that he knew who it was. He turned his head, and he smirked. What he saw, was somethin' that would make pesky, little, immature boys that think they can handle sex scream and run for cover, Melody was sexily walkin' up to him, making' sure he got a glimpse of every single curve and how her body could move. He just stood there, and waited for her to stop tryin' to subdue him, and start chattin' with him. (Since I don't know either one of their personalities, I'm not gonna do dialogue for these two, and before anyone gives me shit about this, I had nothin' better to use.)

 

Once all the racers were set, the announcer started up again, ~“WELL LADIES AND GENTS, LETS GET STARTED SHALL WE?”~

There was a big cheer from the crowd, glad that the races were finally starting, ~“SINCE WE HAVE FOUR LANES, AND THESE RACES ARE DOUBLED-UP, WE WILL HAVE TWO RACES AT ONCE, CAUSE I BET Y'ALL WANT TO GET TO THE SEMI-FINALS AND THE FINALS, RIGHT?”~ There was an even bigger cheer from the crowd, givin' the announcer the answer to his question.

~“SO, FIRST UP WE HAVE; CYBORG VS DIRT, AND CLASH VS BURNOUT!”~ (Now, I bet that just like the crowd, you wanna get to the semi-finals and finals, right? Well, the next section is a shortened version of the races. If you want an extended version, then use your imaginations!)

 

The Races, Preliminaries;

Cyborg vs. Dirt: Cyborg wins (Go Cy...I think.)

Cash/Sammy vs. Burnout: Burnout wins (You SUCK!)

Leon vs. Biggi: Biggi wins (Duh!)

Shadow vs. Draco: Draco wins (Go me!)

 

Round 1: Winner's Division;

Cyborg vs. Burnout: Cy wins (Burnout'll be back)

Biggi vs. Draco: Draco wins (Go me again! But don't worry, Biggi will return.)

 

Round 1: Loser's Division;

Dirt vs. Cash/Sammy: Dirt wins (Bye-bye you guys! Good Luck next time, if there is a next time.)

Leon vs. Shadow: Leon wins (Oh well Shadow, good try though.)

 

Round 1.5;

Burnout vs. Biggi: Biggi wins (Burnout got burned-out)

Dirt vs. Leon: Leon wins (Dirt's never live this down)

 

Round 2: Winner's Division;

Cyborg vs. Draco: Cyborg wins (DAMN HIM!! I'll return)

 

Round 2: Loser's Division;

Leon vs. Biggi: Biggi wins (Revenge Of Biggi)

 

Round 2.5;

Draco vs. Biggi: Draco (Biggi ain't master of the Sprint/Drag Races here. Sorry, NOT!)

 

Start of Semi-finals…

~“THAT WAS SOME SPETACTULAR RACING, WASN'T IT LADIES AND GENTS?”~ the announcer stated, amazed by the skills and the time it took to get this far. The crowd went nuts; cheering, applauding, screaming, you name it. After giving the crowd a few seconds to cool down, he said, ~“NOW BEFORE WE START THE SEMI-FINAL RACE BETWEEN CYBORG AND DRACO, WE'LL TAKE A 5 MINUTE BREAK.”~ As he said that, the party-hardy crowd started moving around to do whatever until the semi-final began.

 

Inside the club…

If one were to walk into the club from the main entrance, turn down the hall, walk past the restrooms and telephones, turn right, walk down the stairs into the basement, and look all the way in the back at the darkest area (it's mostly dark down there from lack of lights, but I'm talkin' about the area in the back of the room), they would have found Magnum and Jinx in the far corner making-out without a care in the world, each struggling for dominance in the tongue war that they engaged in.

Both participants were doing their damn best not to give-in to the lack of air and lose the war. However, it must happen to someone, even after nearly 10 minutes of constant kissing (in short, the whole damn time they were down there). Fortunately for both of them, there was no winner or loser as both pulled back gasping for air.

“[huff] Who [huff] won that?” Magnum asked as he regained the last bit of his lost breath.

“[huff] I [huff] don't [huff] know [huff],” Jinx was having a little difficulty regaining hers, but she managed. (If ya wanna say Jinx lost, go ahead)

The two lovers were still catching their breath, but they were able to do so rather quickly while watching the `Tongue Wars' (couldn't resist) fought between the other 15 or so couples that were down there, silently picking out who would lose among the lovers. After waiting for a better part of a minute for their breathing to return to normal, they looked back at each other, more so, into each others' eyes--although Jinx had a tough time from the darkness surrounding them—and soon found themselves engaged in another tongue wrestling match.

This one however, was cut short by the sound of motors revving up, crazy cheers, and the damn near annoying voice of the announcer—stating the start of the semi-finals. With Magnum, this is almost impossible for him to ignore completely, but he didn't want to end his time with the one he loves, but he decided to compromise.

Slowly backing down, most of the tongue wrestling moved from Jinx's mouth to Magnum's—momentarily reminding him of how it felt to have your lover's tongue dance around with yours within your mouth. He continued to back down, sorta regretting it since he was letting Jinx win this time.

Next he completely broke the kiss, getting a confused look from his soon-to-be (I know when, but that'll be for a later chapter ^_^) wife—but for now lover—and he asked if they could watch the last two races of the night together, in exchange for something `special' from him later on.

Jinx thought about it, and agreed—seeing how she wanted to see the races as well—and told him that he had to take her somewhere special when they left the club. Magnum knew just the right place, although he couldn't get there at the time, but he had a Plan B nonetheless, so he agreed with Jinx's condition.

Raising to their feet, the two made their way to the door—coming close to tripping over some of the other couples—and joined the crowd gathered around the 60” plasma HDTV just in time to witness the rules and such of the semi-final.

 

On the Track…

Cyborg and Draco pulled up to the starting line, stopped, then looked over to each other. Draco opened the door of the Civic and walked over to the Cyborg as he walked around the front of the T-Car.

“No matter who wins this time, we'll still be friends.” Draco said as he held out his hand.

“Just don't think your ride has the advantage here. But this should be interesting, but next time get a real car. Then we'll talk!” Cy answered as he shook Draco's armored hand.

“May the better driver win.”

“I'll do just that.” Cyborg said with an `I'm-gonna-kick-your-ass' look on his face, similar to the one on Draco's hidden face.

Both competitors turned and walked back to their respective vehicle, and started revving up the engines. A few seconds later, another flag-girl walked in between the two cars, turned around to face them, and hoped that she wouldn't be ran over as the competitors prepared to speed away from the starting line after she started them off.

 

Draco's POV…

Draco had his sight on the road ahead, and he double-checked everything in the HUD as well as the computer display screen, being certain that everything he put into the car stayed there, even the mods. Of course, at times like this he cursed himself for not gettin' his FTO out of Poppa's Garage, but he remembered that the upgrades would be worth the wait.

Now he had to focus on the task at hand, getting ahead of Cy from the start off. Of course, he knew that'd be easy, considering he had better handling on the Civic than Cy had on the T-Car. He looked towards the flag-girl, as she nodded in his direction, silently asking if he was set. He nodded back as he revved up the engine, causing the glow from underneath to get brighter for the duration.

 

Cyborg's POV…

Cyborg sat gleefully in the driver's seat of his baby, feeling over confidant about its abilities. Sizing up the competition, he started laughing to himself, “Man, I have no idea what he's thinkin', but it should be fun!” Getting serious again, he made sure all of his “baby's” stats were as high as he could get `em, even taking the extra step as to blast the CD player. He looked over to his left to Draco, who seemed to be shaking his head at the unnecessary stunt. Cy looked at the flag-girl, nodded before she could ask, then revved up the engine.

 

No one's POV…

The flag-girl threw her hands up, and then threw them behind her, starting the race. Upon hearing tires screeching, the poor girl did her damn best to stay still in hopes that the drivers wouldn't turn her into a human pancake. As she felt the whipped up winds from the vehicles sail past her, she turned around slowly, just to see the cars sail away. She thanked God that she'd been spared; apparently, she had somethin' to live for… (I'm going to let you guess why. Is it: A) sex, B) love, C) food, D) family, or E) “Fuck this! I don't wanna die!” E-mail me your answer, or leave it in a review.)

 

Cyborg's POV…

“WHOO! Man, I live for this shit! Damn, this baby has speed! I shoulda known that my baby was growin' up to be a racer! Kudos to…uh, ME!” Cyborg was congratulating himself and his ride for the perfect launch, but he failed to notice Draco starting to `coast' ahead, right next to him! At least, until Draco opened up the COM link and burped as loud as he could to grab the half-robot's attention. Cyborg, although startled by the sound, managed to keep his ride from swerving, but not yellin' at the military trained half-dragon over the COM.

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?” he asked, his anger getting the best of him.

“Jus' a little good fun! Let's say we have another race as soon as I get my real car outta the shop? I think YOU will be jealous of it! It goes just as fast as your car, and it's got more gadgets than you probably do!”

“Will do. For now, let's finish this one!” Cyborg replied, shifting into third gear as he did so.

~“Alright. See you at the finish line!”~ Draco finished, speeding away as he used some of the NOS in the dark-green themed Civic, ticking off Cyborg further.

“Oh, it's on now! You are gonna regret that, lizard-boy!” Cyborg said after he was sure the COM was off. Flipping a switch on the dashboard, a red button started blinking. “Just wait `till the NOS and turbo are charged up…” The robotic teen mumbled as he shifted to fourth gear. Two seconds later, the blinking stops, and the button just glowed. Cyborg smiled evilly, as an all-too-famous phrase from MIB came to mind.

You see the little red button? Push, the little red button!

Cyborg couldn't help but laugh as he pressed the button, activating the NOS and sending his car rocketing. Soon, he saw Draco and the Civic getting closer and closer…

 

Draco's POV (From the Start-Off)…

Draco had the advantage from the launch, seein' how his ride had better tires on his car to help grip the road. However, Cyborg pulled up and ahead once they both got to speed. Draco shrugged his shoulders and shifted to the next gear, increasing his speed slightly. Once the Civic pulled up next to the T-Car, he opened the COM link with the hand-built vehicle, and burped as loud as he could to get the driver's attention. After a small agreement was made, Draco used some NOS to get the lead again. Once he thought he was in the clear, the T-Car pulled up again…

 

No One's POV…

The crowd was amazed at how well the two racers were performing tonight. The two have gone neck-and-neck twice and the race was only half way over. But everyone stared in awe as a section of the track opened up like it was a drawbridge, awaiting the two racers to drive over the gap between the two sections. It took a few seconds for the competitors to notice, but when they did, they both floored it and used NOS, trying to get as much speed as they could before the jump.

 

Draco's POV…

Draco had his Civic doing about 195 mph, including the NOS and turbo systems in his car, so he had an easy time keeping up with Cyborg, who was doing about the same speed. However, as they approached the ramp and jump, Cyborg started pulling ahead at an alarming rate. But the rate slowed almost instantly as Cyborg started climbing the ramp, followed closely by Draco. By the time the two shot off the top to the ramp and over the jump, Draco had somehow gotten under Cyborg's massive T-Car, but due to the mass and momentum, the T-Car soared over the Civic and even in front before it landed, the Civic landing right behind it, causing a sudden accident that scared everyone!

 

To Be Continued…

 

A/N: At the start of the next chapter, there will be a small recap on what just happened, as well as the result of the accident. Stay tuned, lemon is only a couple chapters away.