Paranormal Overdrive

Rain poured down onto the small city of Nightguard as hard as it could.Unlike its neighbor, Mombasa City, which was often pretty sunny with a few clouds, Nightguard was often drenched in rain pretty often.

John sat at the pier of Nightguard,waiting for the rain to dye down from under the roof of a store.Not long ago he decided to take a drive in his new car, just to see where it would take him.And now, here he was.Looking at Mombasa City in the distance from its neighbor city.

"Beautiful isn't it?" A voice behind him asked

John quickly turned around to see who it was behind him, and to his relief, it was his friend Jake.

"Oh Jake" John said letting out a sigh of relief "I thought you were an assassin or something. "

Jake simply chuckled and put his hands in his pockets. "What brings you all the way out here?" he asked.

"I was about to ask you the same thing"

"I asked you first"

"Well I decided to take a drive shortly after I got my new car and just see where it took me"

"And hows that workin out for ya?"

"Very, very wet." John said slightly smiling

Jake merely chuckled again

After that the two simply stood in silence,watching the rain pour down onto the city.After about a minute of silence John finally spoke.

"Hey, Jake"

"Hm?"

"Do you ever wonder if all of this illegal racing is worth it?"

"Yeah.Sometimes..." Jake raised an eyebrow and looked at him "Why do you ask?"

"Because...I've been thinking and I'm not really sure if illegal racing has a purpose..."

"Everything has a purpose, John" Jake said with a stern look on his face. "If it didn't then it wouldn't exist"

"I suppose you have a point."

"Don't I always?"

John simply laughed and looked at his friend, when he suddenly notice two red and blue lights coming toward them in the cloudy, rainy distance.

"Uhh Jake..." John said worringly

"Yeah?"

"Don't freak out but...I think they've found us."

Jake suddenly turned around and notice the now visible police car coming straight towards them. "Oh shit."

"Jake, we need to go...now."

Rodger was now sitting in his patrol car in the parking lot.He had finished all of the paperwork he had to do early so his boss let him patrol the city for the rest of his shift.

That was a half hour ago.

Rodger, instead of doing what he was supposed to do, was lost in his thoughs.Thinking of all the ways werewolves could takeover the city.

"Attention all units" His radio said, snapping him out of his thoughts."We have a code 3 on Bridgewater road.The NGPD are requesting backup. "

Every cop knew that a code 3 was a possible racer.And since Rodgers boss has been trying to convince to try and focus on racers instead of werewolves, he decided to respond to the call.

"This is officer 365" he said "I'm on route to the code 3.Over."

And with that, Rodger turned on his lights and drove to,or what he hoped was, a simple criminal.

Rodger couldn't believe the scene layed in front of him.There were cops laying dead everywhere.Some still in their cars, some not.

"Whoever this guy is, he's sure as hell not playing around" Rodger said to himself.

Suddenly he noticed a shadowy figure in the alleyway in front of him.Thinking it might be the one behind the dead cops, he ran after him.

"Hey! STOP!" He yelled "MCPD, Stop at once!"

His efforts were futile as the figure kept on getting further and further away from him.Eventually turning a corner.

He followed the figure around the corner and smiled at what he saw.

It was him.John Anderson, the illegal racer they've been told to look for.And he was stuck between him and a wall.

"Looks like fates finally caught up with you, John" he said aiming his gun at the racer.

"That's what you think." He said to him, before suddenly sliding between his legs and punching his head from behind.

"Ahh Fuck!" Roberts yelled,holding the spot where he hit him in his hand, before getting knocked onto the ground by a second punch from the racer, and finally getting knocked out by a third punch.

"Aww shit" John said, staring at the knocked out cop. "Maybe I should've stayed with Jake"

Him and Jake chose to split up when the cops started chasing them.Thinking it may confuse them when they both drive in different directions.But apparently the only thing that did though was get John stuck in an alleyway with no help.

"I better get out of here." He said, running to the alleyway exit, hoping reinforcements haven't arrived yet.

But they have.And as soon as John got to the exit of the alleyway,they were already waiting.

And to make matters worse,they brought a helicopter with them.

"Police! Get on the ground!" They yelled.Aiming their guns at him.

John watched as he saw the police come out of every direction,pinning him into the small corner.He knew that they were making sure he didnt leave alive this time.And even though he wanted to think that he would,he knew that he wasnt.This was the end,but he wasnt going down without a fight.

"Aright you sons of bitches" he said readying himself for what was about to come "Bring it on!"

Before he even finished that sentence the cops were already shooting throwing punches at him from left and right.They clearly wanted him dead.And after what happened earlier that day he didnt blame them.And they wouldve killed him if it wasnt for a bolt of lightning striking one of the cars,causing it to explode and making the others explode as well,which cause a catwalk on one of the buildings to detach and head straight for him

"Oh crap" was the only thing John could say before being knocked out by the falling catwalk .