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Post by portea4 on Apr 2, 2006 3:14:59 GMT -5
Katrina saw the Aston Martin so she started to turn left. When she did she relized that she was being rammed from the back. She didn't care about the race now and all she wanted to do was escape. She then used her Nitro and turned left suddenly and then she stepped on the breaks. When the car was in slightly in front of her she rammed the car to the right. Her tires were still smoking from that brake but she still kept on. "I don't want to do this...but you wanted to Play." She said as they got nearer and nearer to spikes.
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Post by B on Apr 2, 2006 3:20:13 GMT -5
The man looked the woman in the face then grinned brightly as he didn't even fight. This was a stupid plan but it would work. His car swerved over the spikes, making a loud pop. As the tire's air was released, the remaining rubber was then filled with foam. It wouldn't hold for long, but long enough to escape the police and get to his hotel. Again the man looked at the woman and smiled. Once he swerved passed the great Mirage's car he took a side street and used his turbo as he ditched the cops, his car's blackness blending into the night.
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Post by V on Apr 2, 2006 3:28:59 GMT -5
"This is X-ray 12. The black car has evaded us. Request we set up a qudrant?" "Negative, X-ray 12, regroup with us and take down the remaining car." "Roger sir, regrouping ETA 2 minutes." Courtney smirked, it seemed the Saleen was able to smash through the saw horse, because it didn't look like the tires were hit. But Vultures Mercedes Benz SLR quickly sped up, as well as the three corvettes behind. She was forced in the back of the police car, and the driver turned around, obviously surprised that it was her. He started mocking her. "Ha! You're not so great. I can't believe someone like you has so much respect. But hey, all of us make mistakes...like that cop over there...as you well know, heehee." Courtney gritted her teeth. Her eyes begged him to let her go or something, but she said nothing, fearing worse would come.
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Post by portea4 on Apr 2, 2006 3:29:21 GMT -5
Katrina watched. "Armored?" She asked as she continued to speed off. She then watched as they got Mirage. "Why is it that all great racers get caught!? Hmm...I guess I will have to pay her a visit." She said as she sped away from the cops. Katrina was a ghost in racing but she in crime she wasn't back home. She would help random racers get out of Jail. She didn't do it alone though. She did it with help.
Katrina sped away under a tunnel. It was dark and there were no lights in there. She then jumped out of the car and she let it crash. She looked down to see a manhole and she took the cover off and when she got in she placed it back on. She then heard the explosion of her car. She knew that it was probably engulfed with flames. She jumped down from the ladder and into a puddle. She did this all before the cops came. She then started to run.
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Post by V on Apr 2, 2006 3:46:50 GMT -5
The cars in pursuit swerved to a stop, before the falming car. Vulture hit his dashboard. "Damn't! He killed himself." He rubbed his temples. "This is gonna be one helluva report. Alright, all units, drop out and return home." The tow truck had arrvied and already hitched the Aston Martin. When they got back to the station, they set up Courtney for process. They got her prints, and the two pictures of her, front and side. Then, she was taken to Vulture, or Dominic Webster, for street racing crime procedures. When she got inthere, Webster had his feet on his desk, throwing a ball to the wall and having it bounce back. "Ah, Courtney Yoshimaru...or do you prefer Mirage. Heehee, come take a seat." Courtney did so. "Alright...you're in some pretty deep shit here, but I'm willing to drop everything and return your ride, on one condition, you ready for this." She gave him a glare. "Now, I know you're SMS system is capeable of many things...including getting numbers from other devices. Now, the wreckage of the one in the Saleen showed that no one had been in it when it had crashed. Tell me the street name and the number of racer! Then we'll let you and your ride go." She had been given a hard choice. She wanted out of here, but to rat out another racer? That's the lowest you can get. "I'll give you five minutes to decide....and mark." Webster opened the door, and departed for the donut box.
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Post by portea4 on Apr 2, 2006 14:19:54 GMT -5
Katrina arms and legs were burning with pain but she continued to run. Then she got to the end of the sewers and she climbed to the top. When she got to the surface there was a Suzuki GSX 1300 R Hayabusa Limited. There was also a metal box. She opened it and it held bullets to her gun and some other stuff. She took a jacket up and wore it. Then she took the helmet and placed it on her head with the earpeice still in place. She then took the ammo and placed it in her pockets. She got onto the suzuki and she sped off toward the police station. She made sure that she didn't encounter any of the cops.
Katrina didn't know why she would always try and break out the street racers. She just did. Ever since she started in street racing she would do that and it became something she liked to do. She never killed the cops though. She would usually just knock them out but if they got into her way she would shoot them. DeCastro didn't like it when something got in her way and she would always do something about it. Just like she did earlier. She rammed the man's car into the spikes because he got in the way.
Katrina parked the motorcycle a block away from the police station in an alley. She hid the bike in a pile of garbage. "I don't want to do this to you but..." She said. Katrina kept on her helmet and her jacket. She was wearing everything black now. She then took out her gun.
"DeCastro! Did they catch Mirage?" A voice asked through her ear piece. "Yes, that's why I'm at the police station." She said and the voice responded with, "Are you nuts!? That's suicide!" Katrina laughed. "Yes and I know it's suicide. You guys are just too slow." She said looking around. "We're coming...Wait for us." The voice ordered her. "Go to Hell. I'm not waiting for you asses. I don't care if your the damn leaders. Your in my way so back off." She said and the voice didn't reply.
Katrina wasn't really in a good mood. She was pissed off because the cops made her crash her Saleen. She knew that she couldn't survive if they continued to chase her so she crashed it. "Gago Bastards." She cursed. She had meant to say 'Crazy Bastards' but it came out that way instead. She started to walk toward the police station and she kept to the dark shadows.
Katrina smiled when she got to the front. She took out her gun and she shoot through the glass door. It shattered in front of her. She walked inside and cops started to rush to the front. She started to fight them. They didn't know who she was because she had kept her helmet on. She could take on these three cops.
A cop took out his gun and she just kicked it out of his hands and he flipped him onto his back and she elbowed the cop behind her and kicked him in the crotch. She then took her own gun and slammed it against the other cop's head. They were all down and injured. She didn't hurt them too bad though. She only knocked out two and she left one whining.
Just then 3 other Suzuki GSX 1300 R Hayabusa Limited motorcycles arrived. "Your slow...Where are the rest?" She asked the three men. "They're coming." The leader replied. The leader then took off his helmet. "His left eye was closed because of a scar and he had greyish-brown spiked hair. "You managed to hurt 3 cops, without me?" He said to her with a smirk. Katrina took off her helmet and threw it at the whining soldier. "Don't act high and mighty. Your the leader but I don't give any shit." She said to him. He was her father. Katrina kept her goggles and her earpiece on. "Let's go." She said and the four of them went inside. It wouldn't take long till the rest of the team came and when they all did this police station would be destroyed and the cops wouldn't be a problem.
Katrina was a part of a 'team'. The team was there to help out jailed street racers. Everyone in the team was a street racer and everyone could drive a motorcycle. They were also all related. She was the only woman though.
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Post by B on Apr 2, 2006 14:40:32 GMT -5
The black Corvette rolled into the indoor parking lot. The driver got out and took out his cell then dialed a number and waited. "Yeah?.. Oh hey Shadow." He said then finished. "Watcha need?" The man code named as Shadow responded to the man. "I'll be waiting in the parking lot, bring my black Mitsubishi 3000GT. Then take my Corvette and fix the dents, replace the tires, and dont forget to fill them again." He said as the other man confirmed and he hung up. "Midnight and Mirage, besides ones stupidity, they both seem to be good racers.. I'd best find out more." He said then walked to his apartment and pulled out a laptop, one much like the one Courtney had. He typed in police reports in the local area and found Mirage's but Midnight's wasn't there. A honk came from outside as a few people cursed aloud for disturbance of the peace. Shadow left the hotel and walked over to his black car, again blending with the night. "I'm going to find out what happened to those racers, I'll be back soon.." He said then entered the car which had many indicators, one also on the pressure of the foam so he knows how far he could get in case he gets another flat. He then drove off looking for the two.
Shadow drove passed the police station so see three mortacycles line up and get out. Two cops lay on the floor and the girl looked familiar. "Hmm..." He said and parked his car then got out and leaned against it, watching as if it was a movie.
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Post by V on Apr 2, 2006 16:00:23 GMT -5
"What a bunch of morons. Never devised a strategy." He announced to all the officers on approach. "This is Vulture, all untis hang back, we'll handle this." Vulture and his entire team are all ex-marines. And because of that, their bodies made excellent weapons. But they weren't stupid too try that yet. "Coblanay, Nixie, Chew, lets go. The rest of you, watch over the one in there." The Vulture's team was easily identifyed, because they always have body armor on. They came from the doors by the stairs above the front hall. The four liberators were still there. Thre three other officers loaded a grenade gun with tear gas cartride, two CS, one CN. "And fire!" The three cartridges were ejcted, and they landed beside the four below, the gas being expelled. This was nasty stuff, if inhaled, your nose and eyes would burn, and even if you managed to escape the cloud, the effect would still be there. And believe it or not, helmets don't stifle the effect.
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Post by portea4 on Apr 2, 2006 17:03:21 GMT -5
Katrina held her breath and ran outside. Her father followed and the other two had inhaled the gas. Katrina and her father opened two metal boxes that he had brought in. They both knew that the other two people inhaled the gas. "We're in position." A voice said into her and her father's earpiece. "Good, You surrounded the police Station?" He asked "Of Course" The voice replied. Katrina looked at her father. "Where's the gas masks?" She asked and he shrugged. "What the hell?! You left them..." Katrina cursed somemore and she ran to the other metal box. Nothing. Finally she got to the last metal box. "Did you give them to Nico?!" She shouted at her father and he nodded.
"Change of plans. We can't get in through the front...Nico you have the masks...work your way through the back and try to get Mirage out. If you can't then I'll have Noel come and help. Shane give me half of your team...We need help." She said to them.
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Post by B on Apr 2, 2006 19:19:28 GMT -5
Shadow laughed as the smoke excaped into the night air. "Getting herself killed for a random person." He mumbled while shaking his head. This made him think, what WAS he doing there? Why did he chase the two? He didn't know the answers to his questions, but he believed that things happens for a reason, now all he would have to do is find that reason.
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Post by V on Apr 2, 2006 21:51:44 GMT -5
"Captain! This is Bull. We can get out of the building. They've barrcaded us in." "Really? This much for a racer? Now theres a person worth their name." Vulture replied. "Alright, Bull. Have Marcela grab the anti-tanks rifle in the locker room. She's fast enough to do so." "But will we do when we wait?" "Open the windows, and fire at them with the assault rifles. They want a fire fight, they got it. No one messes with me!" Another transmission came from Bull. "But what of the normal police, they really aren't trained for war style." "Have them stay in the west wing, they can hold their own." "Roger." The windows opened, and Bull yelled down to the team surronding that part of the station. "Hey! We've got presents for yah! Now, Ronnie!" Both him and the other officer threw down a flashbang, ducking behind the window again, covering their ears, for the flashbangs effect them too. "Marcela! You got those rifles yet?!" Bull yelled through the radio. "I'm working on it! I'll there be in a minute."
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Post by portea4 on Apr 3, 2006 0:09:49 GMT -5
"Shit!" Noel shouted and he and his team took cover from the flashbangs. When he yelled 'shit' Nico's team entered from the back and half of Shane's team arrived in the front. Nico and his team had the gas masks on and they had Submachine guns. Shanes team then arrived in the front with Assault rifles. They had stolen the rifles and the gas masks from another police station that they destroyed. The submachine guns came from an underground market.
Shane then split his team in half again and had them go to the back. Katrina split the team in half and the one half went back to Shane. Katrina watched this happen on a laptop. She got it from one of the metal boxes. The metal boxes had other things in it like weapons but she wasn't going to fight right now. "Nico, the normal cops are in the west wing...Don't go in there. We don't have time. Try to head to Mirage while avoiding them. Trent, keep it tight in the back use the bikes for cover or whatever. Shane, sit tight...the front might need help...Dad's going to move our team to the side if Noel doesn't recover soon enough. Keep them in...If you hear gunfire...It's either from the front, east side, or the back. Shane keep to the west side and when I say so enter the building through the windows. Get the normal cops out of the way..." Her father looked at her. "Katrina? When did you take command?" He asked and Katrina looked up. "Eversince you gave the gas masks to Nico!"
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Post by B on Apr 3, 2006 0:25:09 GMT -5
A cop noticed Shadow out in the front and remembered the reports of a black car, he didn't remember the name though. He assumed that he was assisting the others and drew his gun and shot a few rounds before ducking. He missed with all but one round which slightly peirced his car. "Hell no... No one shoots at me and lives." He said as he opened his car door and drew the uzi he had taken from the other. Aiming it high, he waited for the man to poke his head out. He did and was shot three times in the chest, while having five more bullets fly past him and hit the wall. "Damn cops want to play.. Let's play." He mumbled as he looked for a reasonable position, away from his beloved car.
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Post by V on Apr 3, 2006 0:37:31 GMT -5
"This is officer Richards from the west wing. We've set up a very powerful fortification, all of us are ducking behind something, or covering, readying browning assualt rifles. If anything comes through those windows or doors, they're gonna get shredded." The officer sent out a transmission. Vulture nodded. "Roger. Bull! Marcela come back with those rifles yet?" "Yeah, what to you want us to do with them?" He gave them directions, and they all found it a great idea. Courtney was in the same room with Bull, Ronnie, and Marcela. She heard the entire thing. "They wouldn't do that..would they?" Bull propped the rifle upon the window sill, turning the sights for the motorcycles they all came in. A particular group of three caught his attention. "Get out of there, or your gonna get fried!" He yelled down, squeezing the trigger. The high velocity round zoomed towrds the first one's gas tank, passing through it, and into the second one, and finally the thirds. All three seemed to explode at the same time. Anyone taking cover behind them would be incinerated. "Maybe they should thnk twice before dealing with Ex-marines...theres a reason why this place is one of the best police forces around. "Coblanay!" Vulture shouted to his comrade, after the gas cleared. 'You three prop you rifles up here. Anything comes through that door, introduce them to lead."
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Post by portea4 on Apr 3, 2006 0:53:58 GMT -5
"Nico!" She shouted looking at the laptop. His marker on the screen disappeared. Nico was killed along with her two other cousins. "Get back now!" She shouted and the team hurried outside. "Trent you control the back side." When Trent heard this they took cover behind everything they could taking their metal boxes. Katrina was really mad now. They had just killed her oldest brother.
She took her laptop and she sent a message to Shane's group. 'Use the cycles.' the message said. Shane was going to be creative. He made a ramp near a window and he took his best motorcycle driver. The motor cycle drove straight onto the ramp and was in air. When it got near the window the driver jumped off and the motorcycle crashed through the window. Shane then took a hand grenade from a metal box. He liked the underground markets alot. He pulled the pin and threw it through the shattered window. Shane's team then took cover. The motorcycle was the distraction.
This family weren't new to this and they knew how to do this stuff. They spent their money on cars, equipment, mods, and weapons. They stole and destroyed but this was the first time they were up against a great police force...Maybe these pigs where the best out of all of them.
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