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Fandom The Fast and The Furious: Untold Stories (Reboot)

"Hmm... looks like the guy ran a mile just to get the dude. Was gonna ask if all the police cars were this good." Seeing the other officer had a normal car, demon just shrugged and began walking down the road, past the smoke shop and 7/11. "Good catch Officer!" He said continuing to puff. He was guessing his eyes were probably red by now so after a couple minutes he was back in the bar. He took one last drag, and puffed out before sitting down. He winked at Ray friendly-like and took some eyedrops out of his pocket. He applied it, with his usual comical struggle, then lowered his eye glasses. "So Raaaay?" He sang happily. "Hows your brotheeer?"
 
Ray continued to sip on her drink and scroll through unread messages. She told Frankie to come to the bar and turned her screen off when Demon came back from wherever it was he decided to go. Her eyes rolled at his wink but she began to chuckle as he put the eyedrops in. "You look like a moron." Ray shook her head with a smile.


"My cousiiiiin," She sang back to him, "Is gonna be on his way here soon so why don't you ask him? I'll tell him his sancho's waiting." A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she messed with him and checked the new message. The text that she received confirmed her statement and she told him exactly what she told Demon.


Frankie rushed to the showroom doors and locked them to assure no customer would keep him any later. He looked down at Ray's text and snorted. "What a bitch." The words were mumbled, though he had no reason to make them so. Everybody that worked there knew Ray only came off as nice and helpful when she was behind the reception counter. Otherwise, she was evil. Within minutes of getting her text, Frankie grabbed his things and headed towards the back.


The drive home was quick but he took his time getting ready. If they left the bar, there was no doubt they'd be racing and he could meet them at the track. He left the house in decent time though and swerved through the streets that seperated his house from the bar.
 
"Ahhhh! Hahahaha." Demon totally forgot that Frankie was her cousin and slapped his forehead for that. "And good! He's a fun guy! Yes yes yes... So I got a question! First of all... howd you get into driving? And 2ndly. Did you get your money ok from a couple days ago?" He asked drumming lightly on the chair arm rests beside him. Magic's Rude was playing in the bar. He noticed a waitress giggling at his mannerisms and gave her a big wide smile, showing his large canine teeth. He took a moment to wait for her to turn around before turning back to Ray.
 
"You need to lay off the dank," It wasn't meant to be scolding, it was said in a joking manner as she nudged him. Ray had dabbled with it at a couple parties but she didn't medicate. It didn't help her driving one bit.


"As soon as I could see over the steering wheel and reach the petals, I was driving man. Every chance I got. Even got Frankie to start stealing our parents car with me but we got busted. Let go for a first time offense." She shook her head at the memory of that night, "Anyway, my dad sells mods and installs them illegally as a side business so he brought me in to start selling them too. I didn't wanna pretend to be nice to dipshits my whole life though so he got me into racing. I can be a prick all I want on the track." Her shoulders shrugged and she sipped down the rest of her soda, flagging down the bartender for another. "What about you?" Her eyebrow was raised slightly at him.


The Mistubishi came to a smooth stop in the parking lot of the bar. He finished listening to the song that was playing and took the key out of the ignition, getting out and walking up to the doors of the building. Frankie pulled the handle and walked in, looking for any signs of Ray and Demon.


"What up, guys?" He spoke while he was approaching the two. Ray got up and gave him a one armed hug then sat back down, nudging the guy next to her to move it before she made him. The smirk was ever present on her face when he grumbled and moved.


"You're the devil, dude." Frankie let his hand smack over her head when he took the seat.
 
Serafina was still asleep, the jet-lag really getting to her. Despite her phone ringing, it wasn't loud enough to wake her up. Around 3pm, she woke up from her nap. She then checked her phone to see a text from Ray. After getting up, Serafina got dressed, grabbed her usual accessories and walked downstairs. Today, she decided to drive her FR-S, wanting to give her Evo a break. After all, it is not often she drove it, so she wanted to take it out for a spin. She left her gun in her purse along with a few other things, including her make-up. After grabbing the keys to her FR-S, she locked the front door to her house, locked the Steering Wheel on her WRX and got into her FR-S. She then texted Ray, asking where she wanted to meet to hang out for a little bit.


After a fairly violent struggle, Drake finally arrested the robbery suspect and took him to his cruiser. Because the Suspect wasn't cooperating, Drake slammed his head onto the hood of his car to get him to stop struggling. To no surprise of his fellow officers, the arrested suspect had blood all over his face and shirt. However, they did understand after he told them what happened and how the suspect pulled a gun on him. "At least I didn't kill him." he said. His fellow officers agreed and decided to side with him if he ends up being under investigation...again. However, he got off within the next hour. He was planning to go grab a beer and maybe see if he can get a date. Although he had his sights set on Ulani, dating another member of the Force, especially if she was your partner, was going to be a horrid idea. Falling in love wasn't exactly on top of Drake's list. However, his behavior at work was one thing, but his behavior outside of work and as a person was completely different.
 
Demon smirked at the dank comment, but then listened closely and intensely despite his buzz. He tried really hard to remember what she said and succeeded, It sounded like she and her friend frankie had a pretty easy life. Te police let them go without question, their dad brought them in on a business so they had no need for school. Seemed like the dad was a smart guy. If he ever needed a guy to steal for him Demon was totally game. Demon definitely wasnt driving nice cars but it seems he started around the same age. He really liked her reason of racing, and respected a woman trying to make it in a mans world.


Then she asked about him. She asked about his history. About his life.


And like that, by grace of angels, Frankie stepped in the group. He quickly nudged some fatass out of the way, who was smart enough to back off. He quickly took advantage of his entrance and switched subjects. "Yooo frankie man! Lets get you a drink heh!? How was your day?!" Demon quickly called the tender for a beer, not looking at the amount of tip. Mustve been good since the tender went wide eyed for a moment before quickly slipping the bill in.
 
"Fuckin' bullshit. It's ridiculous how long it takes to get someone into a damn car and out of my face." Frankie grumbled a bit and ran his hand over the back of his neck. "What about you, man? How'd you end up getting stuck with an actual demon?" He nodded towards Ray who punched him in the arm with a laugh. She shot a glance at Demon when she turned to face forward again. He may have gotten away with not telling her his story for now but she would call him out on it later.


Ray brought her right knee up to her chest, letting the left dangle from the tall chair. It wasn't long before her phone was in her hands again and she was indulging in the post 4th of July online sales. A text from Sera came through and she replied with the address of the bar. "Serafina's on her way." She was immediately back to scrolling through the pages but kept her eye out for their friend.


"Ah cool. She better have brought us some Hawaiian souvenirs and shit." He chuckled a bit, taking a sip of the beer, thankful that no one had carded him. Sure he only had a month until he turned 21 but it still would have blown to have to sip on soda like Ray was doing after the day he had.
 
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Because she was driving to them from Mercer Island, it took her roughly twenty minutes to get to them. On the way there, she was contemplating on whether she should start dating again. Moving on from a dead boyfriend was much harder then she had originally thought. Whether she'd give it a few years or not, she did not know, because she was together with Aaron for at seven years, which was a pretty long time. Serafina was also finding it hard to fall in love again. When she arrived, she parked a few feet away from the bar. When she entered, a few guys started staring at her, which made her feel uncomfortable. She then joined Ray, Frank and Demon wherever they were sitting, greeting Ray first out of everyone.
 
"Speak of the demon." Demon picked his beer up in greeting, knowing she would head to Ray first. It was only natural. They were girls and not only that they seemed close, which was pretty damn cool. To be honest, this whole crew seemed to know each other pretty well. This both seemed like fun and trouble for demon, who had never really been one to be part of a group. He'd always been lone wolf even in his military teams, because he was always the most willing to dive headfirst into the grime. This may have either intimidated or put doubt in his fellow soldiers, so he became sort of an outcast in a way. The guy always with the most kills, and pulling the craziest stunts at the end of the day. To be honest this may have started since the day of the Shootout... Demon went into deep thought for a moment, his shades hiding it well, before going back to reality and hitting a swig of beer.
 
Alex had left them all at the restaurant for a minute, on the phone with his brother. It was hard for him to support the man, who would be able to play football (soccer) for another month or so. He watched everything that happened in the streets, he watched Frankie pull up, he watched Serafina, but he was in his own world. Stress was engulfing him, his brother would play again, but it just gave him a different outlook on things. What if himself got hurt in one of these races, and could never play soccer again? What would he do? At least it wasn't his brother's fault he got hurt, but it would sure be Alex's.


His father had even managed to call, leaving him in a whirlwind of emotions before he finally just tossed the phone across the street, watching as it collided with the ground and exploding into a few parts. He was tired of everything, he was fed up. He wanted some directionin his life, but he was lost. He almost felt the urge to even go to Demon for a thrill but he kept himself sedated, before heading back in and taking a seat away from the crew.


His eyes met the bartender's before he managed to order a "louco", which is something his brother made up, which was just gin, dark rum, and some whiskey in a double shot. He took it to the head, balling his fist up as he felt the liquids seem to melt his inside, before letting out a sigh. He would feel that instantly if he didn't die. Ha. Life was rough.
 
Emma was now finally home from Washington D.C. Having done well, she was happy to be back home. When she got home, she decided to spend time with Ulani, who had taken a week's personal leave from her work and Gwen, who is out of school for the Summer. When she got home, she saw her sisters in the Living Room. Both her younger sister and older sister ran over and gave her a hug. Now that all three of them were home, Ulani decided to take them out to a family dinner, something they haven't been able to do for the past six months. Since they were within walking distance of The Landing, they decided to walk to the Asian Restaurant across the street from the Movie Theater. "So how was it in D.C.?" Ulani asked Emma. "Boring. All I do is just stand there and make sure the President and whatever other Political Figure I have to protect is safe. I need more action. Might downgrade to Law Enforcement or do Security, so Gwen doesn't have to get lonely. So how's SWAT?" Emma was scrolling through her menu. "Enjoyable. I got a new partner though. He's quite the loose cannon." she commented on her new partner. "So Gwen, I heard your Ex-Boyfriend was harassing you again." she turned to her younger sister. Gwen did not like it whenever Jay was brought up. "Yeah, but Ulani talked to him. Hopefully it gets him to stop..." she said. After they finished conversing, a Waitress came by to take their orders.
 
Demon knew now for sure there was something wrong. Definitely family related. He took out his phone and searched his last name. His little brother came up it seems he got himself hurt... probably in one of these races. Demon looked up at him, and looked to the three. They seemed to be enjoying themselves, and to be honest, he felt out of the loop the girls specifically Serafina who seemed to always be in her own world, and just a spout of drama, crying, and depression. Hell Demon had a hard life but shit he kept trucking with no one having to know his BS. So Demon couldn't handle people like that. They killed his high. Alex was fast becoming a good friend however and felt for him. He knows exactly what it feels like to have a brother in danger.


It changes you.


Demon stood and sat at the bar stool next to his boss. "Ill have one too if you dont mind." Demon winked to alex as he was served. "Thanks." He told the bartender before raising his glass. "To family... and good friends who are always there." Demon chugged it himself and gritted his afterwards, shaking in his seat. "Shit... thats strong bro... and im pretty damn blasted right now."
 
After the strange occurrence with the hit man, Jasper left the scene and was prepared to go home. He going to take a nap and fix himself some dinner, probably some instant ramen. He stopped at a light and checked his phone. A old friend of his text him a address to a location. Jasper usually wouldn't trust some random location he got via text but, he knew this guy. Every time he went to one of the location, he had a strangely fun time from fighting a guy that thought he was a dinosaur to skinny dipping at a aquarium.


Jasper thought going here would take his mind off of things. He texted his friend back a 'Okay, I'm there.'with a thumbs up. When the light turned green, He drove to his new destination, a random location. He got out the car after reaching his destination. He found a seemingly abandoned building.


Jasper walked up to the door of the building and knocked. He was then greeted by a guy with a Mohawk that let him in. Jasper walked in to see afight between two guys that looked like the Incredible Hulk with a group of people circling them. Jasper then whispered with a smirk,"Fight club..."
 
In the next upcoming fight, a familiar soul would come into Jasper's view. She was in her Karate Gi, wearing White Ninja Boots, White Knuckle Wraps and most importantly, her Black Belt. For the past six months or so, Street Smart Mixed Martial Artist Jasmine Gilcrest has thrust herself into the dangerous world of underground fighting. While preparing herself to fight, she noticed her Ex-Boyfriend, Jasper Belic, in the spectating crowd. Because fighting one person was too boring and since it was going to be three rounds, she had planned out her fights; the first round was going to be three fighters, the second round was going to have seven fighters and the final round was going to have ten. She really needed some money and without college, she would be able to fight full time. Not to mention she took part in Street Races on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Weekends. Her Father was also unaware of the fact that she took part in such activities, mainly because he wasn't home and was out of town. When she got ready to fight, three men stood before her, itching for a fight, even if it was with a woman.
 
Jasper looked confused as he looked up on Jasmine. "Jasmine?" He said. tilting his head. He rubbed his eyes and looked at her again. "Noo... no. That got to be some other one third Asian girl with a sixth degree black belt. That can't be... Weelll? No. Negative. Not her."
 
After greeting Ray, Serafina greeted the rest of the gang. However, she wasn't planning on drinking because she didn't exactly want to leave her beloved FR-S in a Parking Lot that it could be broken into and stolen from her. "So, Demon, how've you been these past three weeks? Enjoying your new line of work?" she asked. Around this time, Drake, who was now off-duty, came in for a relaxation after a long day's work. He was again placed under investigation due to beating a Robbery Suspect. Tonight, he was at the local bar to watch UFC 175.


After staring down Jasper, Jasmine turned to her three opponents. She smirked as they steeled themselves for Combat. When she got into her fighting stance, Jasmine decided to put up a 'Good show' for her ex-boyfriend, knowing that he was within the audience. After three seconds, the three versus one fight began.
 
Demon sniffed the air and looked towards the entrance, peeping past Alex, seeing the loose cannon cop from earlier. Demon sipped on some water as Serafina, who just a couple seats down, asked the question of his line of work. Her asking mustve been a good sign that she got her money, which he was happy to do. He looked to Serafina with wide eyes.... this must have been the first time shes addresed him directly. He looked behind himself to see if there was no one else around named Demon. He pointed to himself as if saying 'ME?!'


"Oh uhm...." He nodded with his 'its all good' face. "Its been good. Big guy heres been a blessing." He patted alexs big arm and feigned pain in his hand jokingly. "So just let me know if you need anything done... whenever im free of course." He smiled awkwardly at her before drinking water to look normal.
 
When Drake turned around, he noticed Serafina conversing with her friends. Thinking that Serafina was a beautiful looking girl, he wondered if such a fine girl such as her would be hanging out with the wrong crowd. When she turned around, Serafina noticed that he looked at her, but when she turned around, he was looking at the TV, but looked at her out of the corner of his eye. Although Drake was tempted to try his luck, he noticed her engagement ring and quickly assumed that he was taken. "Hey, you were that cop on TV earlier this afternoon." Serafina quickly recognized him from seeing him on TV for brutalizing a suspect. 'Sh**...' That was all that Drake could think. After all, he was kind of the talk of the city. His unorthodox ways of catching criminals was in fact starting to scare the Seattle Police Chief.
 
Demon was happy she was so easily distracted by the cop, avoiding any conversation with her. Cause that was awkward. He was looking at the TV totally uninterested in their conversation. He saw the guy chase him down himself, and demon was hardly impressed either. And god dam TV's so good when youre this way. " Oh. UFC... cool." Demon said quietly to himself as he drank his third cup of water. "May I have lemon with this one too please?" He asked the waiter kindly. "Thanks man. Oh and can i get the quesadillas? Ive got mad munchies right now. Thanks bro."
 
"Oooh you're here!" Ray smiled and jumped up to hug Serafina. She was happy that her friend had made it back safely. "You have to tell me how everything went while you were there! But first I need to webfight for some shoes." She smiled and continued outbidding for Jordans.


"Welcome back! Did you bring me anything?" Frankie joked and stood to give her a hug as well. He sat back down and took another sip of the beer, looking towards Sera as she spoke to Demon. He scrunched his face a little when she mentioned a job but shook it off. He wasn't nosey like Ray, so unless it involved him, he didn't care in the slightest.
 
"Thanks guys." Serafina smiled turning her attention away from the hotshot cop. "Well, I was just down there visiting my Family. Mostly just my Mom, Sisters and Cousins. One of my cousins gave birth last week...Which kinda explains my...wrist." She was a little unhappy with the fact that she sprained her wrist in the delivery room because Tasha almost broke it during the birthing process because her cousin in law was too afraid to be near her due to the two previous births. "But aside from my sprained wrist, my cousin delivered a healthy baby girl and I got to be there to welcome a new family member into the world." She smiled at the thought of her baby niece. Drake didn't seem to mind that she turned her attention back to her friends. Now he was focusing on UFC 175 and to his luck, the 'Murakami Fight' was about to start.
 
Jasper walked through the crowd to get a better look of Jasmine. "Oh Shi-" He said backing away slowly. "That is her but, why is she here? " He backed away to where he originally was and watched from there. "Those guy are in for a can of whoop ass. Glad I'm not them"
 
Alex nodded to demon when he made the toast. It was rough for him the last couple days and though he rarely showed outside emotion not on the soccer pitch, he could tell his emotions were on his sleeves.


He took in a deep breath and checked a bit when demon went through his acting and looked off to the TV, "say homem as crazy as you are you're not a bad guy." he offered a shrug. He could tell demon could pick up on emotions and was more of a loner, but that was probably why they were becoming good friends. Alex didn't really like to get into his emotions and yet demon seemed to cheer him up altogether. He looked to all the commotion and sighed, it was going to be rough to get any work done with demon with this hot shot cop running around.


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"So..." demon spoke in lowly. "I think im the last to figure this out but, apparently that dudes some kind of antichrist in the blue department."smirked as he sipped his water and looked forward. "Guess what. I still have no fucks to give. So don't hesitate on giving me a job alright? Everything in this life is shoot or miss." Demon chuckled at the nice guy comment. "All crazy people were normal at some point... most of us feel still i think..,, and your boys gonna be okay. Hes young. Hell come back stronger and take your spotlight." Demon smiled as he looked up ufc see again.
 
Alex managed to laugh at Demon's comment about not caring, and smirked expecting that sort of comment from him. He listened to his comments, and sighed looking off into the distance before shrugging gently,"Yeah, but I think you mean he already has my spotlight." he laughed managing to get a beer, and sipping it gently. He would get a new phone, and probably send demon information his next job soon.


"You're right, I have to keep you busy so you don't get in too much trouble. Keep the jobs coming." he laughed a bit, it was a joke, though he was sure there was some truth in it. He looked over to Serafina, and sighed a bit. She was like a sister to him, though he would never admit that aloud. He only usually showed when it came to protecting her, though she was probably more capable of protecting herself than he was of her, it was the principle behind it. He looked to Frankie, he was a cool guy, that he hadn't get to really spend much time with. He finally found his eyes on Ray, and sighed. He was somehow attracted to her, and he didn't know how ot handle it. He wasn't one of those lame, nerdy guys, but it he locked up when it came to girls he wanted more than to spend the night with.


He took a deep breath, taking in a long swig of the beer before smirking,"You ever want to try MMA?"
 

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