Later…

“I saw on Facebook there was a wicked car chase, and you wouldn’t believe who it was,” gasped Julie.

“Who,” they all asked.

“Rayne Fallez…and his wife Sydni! They were chasing a guy who stole a car of his, that had to be an awesome chase,” she said excitedly.

“But, if he’s a professional driver, don’t you think he’d catch the guy in a few blocks,” wondered Samantha, catching the attention of two guys walking by their table in the food court.

“I read he was chasing the guy for like; forty-five minutes till he caught him,” he butted in.

“Babe, when are you going to stop eavesdropping on other peoples conversations,” the other asked.

“Damn that, how’d he get the car back,” Kiva asked.

“Ah dunno. Heard that he rammed the car off the road, beat the guy to a pulp, and with his awesomeness drove both cars back at the same time,” he explained. “Now that is a man, sexy and skilled, whooo!”

“I’m pretty sure his wife drove the other car back, Boo,” the other guy said.

“I wonder what car was stolen,” wondered Sam.

“I was wondering that too,” added Julie.

“Did you find out what car it was, Sam,” he asked.

“I just fucking asked what car it was, are you daft,” snarked Sam(antha).

“Uh… I’m Sam,” he said with a nervous wave.

The two boys flinched at Julies shrill laughter, Samantha wasn’t amused.

“Her name is Sam, well, Samantha,” cleared Kiva. “We call her Sam.”

“Is she always so angry,” Sam asked.

“No, she’s just a pessimist,” grinned Julie.

“I… uh… I think it was Sydnis Camaro that was stolen, Chin,” replied Sam.

“So none of you follow him on Facebook, or Twitter, or anything, to know what really happened,” wondered Sam(antha).

“He didn’t post anything about it, he don’t brag about stuff like he used to, I think he’s mellowed out some,” replied Sam.

“Sam, boo, we’re gonna be late, I’m sorry if we were rude,” said Chin.

“Oh, no problem,” grinned Julie.

“Yeah, nice talking to you guys,” added Kiva, as thy walked off.

Sam turned around; “have a good day, from one Sam to another,” as the girls giggled, Sam dropped her head on the table.

“Such a cute couple,” spoke Julie, sipping her coffee.

“So, speaking of queer, who wants to have a threesome,” Kiva asked a moment later.

Sam lifted her head slightly, they both looked at Kivas big grin.

“I just think Sam would be happier with some sex in her life,” said Kiva.

“You’d think that, wouldn’t you,” laughed Julie.

Sam lowered her head, raising a middle finger.

Begin with a bang!

“Fucking dumbasses don’t know who they fucking with,” growled Rayne with a cigarette hanging from his mouth.

An angry black seventy-three Mustang roars in pursuit of a very special mark four Supra down a windy road. There is nothing but a quiet rage behind a pair of sunglasses, ramming the car down to third gear. The Supra sliding in to a turn, desperately trying to evade the star racer car driver.

“This storm is a brewing,” growled Rayne.

“Who would be stupid enough to steal from us, everybody knows Rae’s car. Only a complete fucking idiot would steal Rae’s car, seriously,” Sydni spoke.

“I don’t have the answer, only the asswhuppin to behold on on this  damn fool,” he replied, tossing the car in another turn.

“They can’t think they can outrun you, I don’t think they’re gonna stop,” she claimed.

Both cars blasted through an intersection, nearly missing a garbage truck turning on the street, Rayne pulled up beside the car, just as Sydni started yelling obscenities mixed with “pull over,” the driver rammed them twice, pulling in to the parking lot of a twenty-four hour Wal-mart.

“Are you fucking kidding me,” she grabbed the dash as he pulled the e-brake, spinning the car in to the parking lot.

They flew down the aisles to the front, where the thief caused the security to run in to the lawn tractors parked outside. The Mustang opened it’s wastegates in anger as it followed suit, people scattered out of the way, Rayne decimated a baskart, taking out a headlight and cracking his windshield, chasing the thief out of the parking lot down a long road.

“I gotta end this before both cars are totaled,” he said flicking his cigarette.

“Spin him out, it’s our only choice, otherwise shits gonna get worse,” she said.

“Yeah,” he sighed.

Rayne pulled on the would be thief, with a quick jerk of the wheel, they watched the car spin three and a half times. Before Rayne could even set the brake, Sydni dashed out the car, yanked out the driver, and commenced to repeatedly punch him in the face. Rayne lit another cigarette, calmly walked over catching the guys swing at his wife, giving him a hard left to the kidney, the jaw, and a open palm to his elbow, breaking his arm. Sydni buckled him with a goal winning soccer kick to the gonads, to which Rayne grabbed his throat and pants leg, tossing him over his head, on to his back. As he lay curled up on the ground, he saw a quick kiss through his sort of good eye. A door slammed, the Supra purred back to life, eased over his legs, Rayne reversed, whipped his car around, as the thief not so concerned as tail lights faded away.

To Add

Another reason it’s best to read my other story site; a few of the characters will be in this, and although not completely cannon from their stories, you may be asking yourself, “why,” or something of the sort. Some of them are from stories I’m writing that haven’t been or won’t be posted online. It’ll give some of the characters bigger roles, or different roles, not only that, but I may be able to better get the city of Velocity a better description. A chance to see even deeper in to people like Ramona, Rayne, Danni, Gasman, Becca, Sydni, Jax/Kiva, and other minor characters. New characters, some unused, from cancelled pieces of writing. I can’t wait to get started on this little project! Be looking for postings real soon! I’ll be adding tags and categories as things progress, keep you on your toes, plus I might forget, or not think of a proper tag or category at the time. I’ll be figuring out how to use both to work together, such as tagging character names, and categorizing places in the city. I’m open for advice.

Welcome

So, this was originally going to be where I was going to post my stories, I had forgotten I was setting this up for what is now storiesofvelocity.blogspot.com,which is okay I guess, since they do have Adsense, I could make money from it. I think what I am going to be doing since I had the idea, don’t want this to go to waste, and have no idea how to delete it, is just make this on large story with many characters and whatnot. I always said my writtings are an experiment anyway. With help of the Tag system, let’s see how my future readers can keep up. Hopefully you will want to read what I have over at StoriesOfVelocity. Matter of fact, read it anyway, RhapsodicLouisville, and the Laviathans Cave too. I warn you, there are LGBT themes in some of my stories, it’s just how it is, if you don’t like that read it for everything else… action, drama, sci-fi, et-cetera. As soon as the ideas start flowing, and I’ve got decent layouts, I’ll be writing here.

Tha Jax is Back!

So, this is something I’ve been wanting to do for a while. Have a place I can post my stories on with out all the constraints. A fellow member on a message board I’m on told me I should stop thinking about it(for like two years I’ve mulled it over) and do it. So I’m going to. We can’t all afford fancy websites like she can.Anyway, we’ll see how this turns out.