The sound of crushing metal filled the junkyard as the Aston Martin was slowly turning into a metal pancake. The car crusher was turning the armored supercar into a two foot pile of scrap. “Two million gone in minutes. I can't thank you enough for helping us out Bolt.” Speedy said to the owner.

“No problem. I know your grandpa would've torched my ass if I didn't help his grandson” Lighting Bolt said as he patted Speedy’s shoulder. Scootaloo and Star sat on the nearby porch sleeping in a rocking swing finally happy that they were free. The two stallions let them sleep as they walked towards a run down garage. “How's Thunder been doing?” Speedy said to the older pegasus.

“Still in the air force. Barely see him” Bolt said “but he still loves his granddad…...just not as much as you did.” as they walked Scootaloo woke up and followed them to the garage. “What are you guys doing?” she asked curious to them as Bolt grabbed the door handle. He opened the door to reveal a gray 1968 Dodge Charger sitting in the middle of the garage.

Speedy looked in shock at what he was seeing and walked towards the car. “Is it….” he asked as Bolt nodded and opened the hood. Speedy looked in and saw what confirm his suspicions, on the firewall the initials “C.S” and “S.S” were welded into it. Scootaloo noticed that tears were forming in Speedy's eyes and waved Bolt over to her. “Uh…… why is he crying?” she asked the older pegasus.

“The car belonged to his grandfather back in the day. His grandfather Checkered Silverline was a buddy of mine who raced me on the tracks. Usually we would race as rivals and sometimes had fistfights but we usually gave the other a beer afterwards. Growing up Speedy spent a lot of time with Checkered building his race cars and having fun with him. But Checkered suffered from heart problems and never told anypony but me and Speedy.”

“One day though Speedy's mother decided that he spent too much time with her father and refused for him to go to a race with him. But on that day Checkered had a heart attack on the track and crashed his car. The medics couldn't get to him in time and he died in the car. Speedy was beyond heartbroken and blamed his mom for what happened. I remember what happened when his mother tried to talk with him.”

10 years ago

“Speedy?” Crescendo said as she opened the door to her son's room. Fifteen year old Speedy sat on his bed crying holding a picture of him and Checkered when he first won a race. “Speedy please talk to me” she said to her son “I told you I was sorry for not letting you go.” Speedy looked up at his mother and his sadness turned to anger.

“Sorry? SORRY?! YOU KEPT ME AWAY FROM HIM AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!” he screamed at his mother “If I was there I would've gotten there faster and saved his life! But no you had to keep me home cause you said ‘You need to stop hanging around with the crazy old man’ and now look what happened!” Crescendo cringed when he said the exact words she said. True she loved her father but his recklessness is what caused a loss in a relationship.

“First grandma now grandpa.” Speedy said with his sadness returning. “Why do they have to leave me? To leave us…..” Speedy said looking at his mom with tear filled eyes and saw she was crying as well. Speedy couldn't handle it anymore and ran to his mother and hugged her. Crescendo hugged her son back as he cried on her shoulder.

“I'm sorry for yelling at you mom. I'm so sorry.”

“I'm sorry for keeping you away from him Speedy. I'm sorry.”

Present

“Wow” Scootaloo said as he told the story to her “What happened after?” Bolt lowered his head and looked at the orange filly. “A few days later three stallions broke into their house and attacked the family. They raped Speedy's older sister and mother and killed his father and older brother. They then killed his mother and left as the police arrived. His older sister Passion was your age when it happened. Speedy never talks about it so don't bring it up.” Bolt said as they heard an engine starting.

They both turn to see Speedy in the driver's seat with the car's engine running. The supercharger poking out of the hood rumbled as the car slowly rolled out onto the ground. “Guess it's time for you guys to leave. Good luck finding your friends.” Bolt said as Star arrived after her nap and crawled into the back. Scootaloo got in the passenger seat and waved to Bolt as they left the junkyard.

“My contact said the next one was in Vanhoover. Luckily he's meeting us there and will see if he can find Star her home.” Speedy said as they left Neighagra Falls and entered the open road.

Meanwhile in Manehatten the fat pony who was holding Scootaloo in his brothel sat at a desk and spoke to two a rich stallion and griffon across from him. “Whoever this stallion was knew about this filly being at my brothel. This costed me my men and my whores since the police took everything I had there. I suggest to both of you increase security and watch the fillies that are related to this one. They are related to the element bearers and cost a lot to have. That is all for now gentleman.”

As the two left another pony walked in after them. The pony was a zebra wearing ragged military clothes and had a large scar running along his right eye. “Ah Xander” the fat pony said “You are to hunt down whoever is doing this and bring back my stolen property. Once you find the pony responsible kill him and bring his head to me. Take the Renault and head towards Vanhoover. I heard that he will be there next.”

Xander gave him a grin with his sharp teeth and left towards the garage. He looked around and soon found a silver car sitting in the corner. The car was a 2014 Renault Sport RS race car and was armored and fast. Xander got on the car and drove out of the garage to Vanhoover to collect his bounty.

Author's Note

The part about the heart attack while racing actually happened to my real grandpa. But he lived so no one freak out