Later that night, I woke up. It was for the obvious reason, and so I left the tent, and headed for the woods surrounding us. I did my business, and started back for the tent, to spoon Fluttershy some more.

As I made my way to the tent, I dont know what made me, but I looked over to the vehicles.

Nothing.

I shrug off the feeling of something in the woods, and go into the tent. I snuggle up with Flutters, and fall asleep quickly.

In the woods, a set of eyes watch the campsite. The male has gone back into his tent, and soon the creature watching could here the males breathing deepen. He was asleep.

From out of the trees, steps an unusual creature.

It is female, as seen by the body structure. Her skin is a burnt orange color, with dark black hair. She has two horns on her head, curved foward like a deathclaws, but smooth. She wears only a leather pants with armor plates, and armor on her arms. Her chest is covered in a leather wrap. She wields a large club, a kanobo.

She walks over to the vehicles, and up to the truck. She looked it over, and then leaned in to sniff it. When she did, her eyes widen.

The smell was of higher beings. Yet she had only seen humans in this camp. She investigates. She goes over to the nearest tent, and smells it. The scent of non human creatures was present. She went to the next, and the same smell pervaded it. She went up to the tent the male had entered, and gave it a sniff.

One human, and one higher creature. But something still wasn't right. The humans scent was pure, as it was also a higher being. She sniffed again, this time singling out the human scent to get better knowledge.

The human was the one male in the group. It smelled pure. She could smell that the two in the tent had had sex, as she could smell it even without trying.

She finally stopped. She made up her mind. She walked back to the truck, and looked it over. It looked to be damaged on one side, but otherwise was fine. It was a Toyota Tacoma. She grinned. It would be able to hold her powerr. She spent a few seconds more looking it over, and then proceeded to place her hand on the car.

The Oni then started to pour her being into the vehicle. Once she had put her spirit in, she made a few changes.

She made the engine stronger, with enough horsepower to pull the space shuttle to its launch platform. She raised it an inch, and added a front ram bar and winch. She made the tires into a softer compound, and with a stronger grip on the road. She then made a few additions to the colors of the vehicle.

She started by fixing up the side that was damaged. Then, she adds a fade. It leads from front to back, orange to black, with a matte finish. Then she changes the license plate.

Oni.

The final touch, is her Kanobo turns into a roll cage and chasis upgrade, making it stronger, with the middle shaft of the Kanobo being the driveshaft for the axle.

After the spirit is finished, she takes her rest, and waits for the creatures in the camp to awaken.

As the sun peaks over the horizen, Applejack is already awake, and cooking breakfast on the camp stove we bought before we got attacked. She was cooking up some sausages and eggs, with a few tortillas, for some burritos. The cheese was bought shredded. It was semi cold, the temperature being about 33.8°F(1°C).

She was wearing a brown hoodie with an open front, her Stetson, a red shirt, and some black jeans.

Rarity and Pinkie were up next, and Pinkie started a fire, to help warm themselves up. Rainbow next, and she helped Applejack with cooking. Me and Fluttershy were last, and we both had to get dressed.

As we exited the tent, the girls all started to grin.

Over at the vehicles, the oni awoke, as she had sensed an enormous presence enter the area. She used her magic to sense around, and felt the overwhelming power right near her. She looked around, and saw the energy came from the human. She saw the human look over to her, and stair. She held her breath. After about a minute, the human looked away, shaking his head confused. She released her breath, and decided it would be best to not make her presence known.

I felt something looking at me. I couldn't shake it. Something was in the camp with us, but I wasn't sensing any hostility from the presence. I took a deep breath, and used it to see if I could I identify what might be close by. I didn't get anything, but I did smell something that I couldn't place. I'd have to figure it out later, I gotta deal with planning the day now.

"Okay girls, we're wanted criminals now. That means we need to be careful. From now on, we need to watch our backs. If we go in to a store, we can only spend about three minutes there. Then we have to get out before the cops come. If we are recognized before then, we have to leave immediately. We cant afford to be taken to jail. Groups of two, buddy system and all that. We also need to get the truck and bikes repainted. It will help us to not be recognized. That said, we need money to do that, and bits dont work in this world. So we somehow need to get money. We can figure that out later, but for now, I want to get on the road, so we dont get caught by the FBI. So, pack up. I'll get the weapons, Applejack and Rainbow get tents. Fluttershy, can you get the animals to help you with camp cleanup? Just get all trash in the immediate vicinity, and a little farther, and we will call it good. Twilight, Rarity, get the food and cooking stuff. Lets get moving."

I grabbed the guns off the picnic table, and took them all to the truck. Sometime over the course of the night, they had gone back to being regular guns. That, and half had been taken. I knew it might happen, but I hoped they all would have stayed. The guns left were the Kuda, Dingo, VMP, and bootlegger.

I shoved them all into the backseat of the vehicle, in a box that could hold them out of the way. Then, I started to pack the clothes up, and put the luggage in the back of the truck. By that time, everything was packed up, so we got on the road.

The drive was supposed to be about an hour and fifty minute drive. What could possibly go wrong in an hour?

A lot. Thats how much can go wrong in an hour.

It started out just fine. We all were talking over the phone, and talking about what we needed to get, and how we were going to go about possibly getting money. We threw around ideas, but nothing that would actually work.

Then, at about the one hour mark, it started.

A family van with some college buddies by the look of it, got on the highway behind us.

We didnt think much of it, and they hung back and didnt bother us.

Until something happened.

The car swerved behind us, and then righted itself, and then came after us. It was speeding towards us, and tried to ram me and Rainbow.

We moved out the way, but when we looked in the car, it wasn't a bucnh of buddies. It looked like the kids were all possessed by minor demons. Their eyes were black, and they stared at us with hatred. They all pulled out a weapon, all three of them bringing out some sort of demonic double barrel. They started to fire at me and Rainbow, making us evade.

I was the only one with a gun, so I pulled out the blue rose, and started to fire on the tires. I blew one, and the van started to swerve.

Ahead, Applejack finally saw what was happening, and turned around to help. She drove straight at the van, intending to ram it, but the van swerved to avoid her.

Rainbow tried coming up on the left of the vehicle, but it slammed into her bike, and cauaed her to be thrown off, the bike and her skidding along the road off to the sides.

I couldnt go and help her, as the van then started to chase after me. I continued to fire Blue Rose at the tires, hoping to get it to swerve again, when the van speed up, and rammed into my back. I fell back onto the hood of the van, as my bike was ground along, then ran up over by the van. I turned around on the hood, and held on, and aimed Blue Rose at the three in the car.

While all three had their shotguns on me.

Time seemed to slow, and as I fired three shots at each of the demons in the car, I was moving faster than them. They looked like they were in slow motion.

And them time sped up, the bullets slammed into each demons head, and the car swerved off the road into a ditch along the side, sending me flying off into the trees. I was knocked out.

I woke up a few moments later, and heard a car horn going off. I slowly got up, and on my feet, and went to check it out.

It was the van, and all of the men inside where dead. I then looked around at the bodies, and the car. My body ached from hitting the tree. Nothing of importance, other than a note in the glove box about them going to meet a friend in Atlanta.

I checked their ID's for their names, and wrote down the address of the friend. As I was finishing up, I heard the truck come up and park, the girls getting out, and Rainbow hopping out the bed. The girls all ask if I'm okay.

"Yeah, I'm fine. How are you Rainbow, you got hit pretty hard? Also, the bikes okay?" I say.

Rainbow answers. "Yeah, I'm fine. The bikes are trashed though. And the truck is full in the cab, so we'll have to figure put seats." I nod.

"How about you and I sit in the bed, and the others sit up front? Just lay out a sleeping bag in the bed, another over us, and we hold it down, and the cold wont bother us to much."

Rainbow and the others think over my plan. They then agree, and me and Rainbow clear some space for us to lay comfortably, then lay out a sleeping bag. After that, we get back on the road, with the map set to go to the three guys friends house.

Me and Rainbow lay in the back of the truck, a sleeping bag spread out over us, and we cuddle together for a nap.

The two of us are woken up by Rarity shaking us.

"We are here." She says, getting out the bed to let us up. We sit up and stretch, and then hop out. Applejack points to a little house up the road.

"That's were the friend lives. We haven't gone over to do much more than confirm it is the right house. What's the plan?" She asks.

"We go over, knock on the door, and tell him that his friends got in an accident. They died, and the police asked us to deliver the message. With any luck, he believes it, and we can get out of here before long." They all nod. "Now, I want Rainbow and Fluttershy with me, so he can have an emotional support Flutters on hand. That all cool with you?"

Fluttershy is the first to nod, and the rest follow suite. With that, we head over.

When the man answers the door, I speak.

"Are you Jared Benson, the friend of Johnathan Buckle, Aaron Blake, and Byren Sully?" The man nods.

"Yes I am. Why, what's wrong?" I lower my head for a sec.

"I regret to inform you, but your friends are dead. Today, we were heading along the highway, and saw them. A while later, for some reason, the car swerved off the road. We dont know how it happened. The police asked us to deliver the message, as we were already heading into Atlanta. I am very sorry for your loss."

Jared looked crushed. He was in shock, and I could see that he was about to start having a breakdown. I signal Fluttershy, and she steps forward, and hugs him.

It works instantly. His eyes look less frantic, and his body relaxes. He starts to cry, and Fluttershy leads him into the house towards his couch. We stay there for another twenty minutes.

After the twenty minutes, Jared has started to calm down. He whips away some tears, and says.

"God, this is the worst time for this news to come. I had called them up to come up here to help me with a problem I have been having. Guess I'll have to figure it out someway else." I listen closer, intrigued.

"If I may ask, what is the problem? Maybe I can help." He looks at me, and shakes his head.

"No, I cant ask you. Reason being is that, it's to do with this new band of thugs. They are street racers, and they seem to think that I am a street racer too, cause my car is literally just has a really nice decal. So, I try and tell them I am not a racer, but they don't listen. They insist I race them, and will hunt me down if I try and run. So I was hoping to get my friends to come help me rebuild my car to make it a racer." I nod. That sounds like a problem.

"Okay. So, where does this new gang hang around?"

"Around one of the mechanic shops around Atlanta. I dont know which exactly, but it's around close to here."

'So somewhere in the nicer suburbs. This seems to be the good part of town. I will have the other go and look around while we talk some more.'

"If you will give me a moment, I need to make a call." And I move out the room. I then call Twilight.

"Twilight, I need you and the others to drive around the area and look for a mechanics shop with a bunch of guys with really decorated cars. They look like racing cars. When you find it, get away and call me back please." She says okay, and hangs up. I go back in the other room.

"I have someone looking for the chop shop. In the meantime, can we take a look at your car?" Jared nods, and takes out to his garage.

And he was right. The car looked like a racer, but that was it. It was a Ford Fusion, with a nice decal on it. Under the hood, was pure stock. Well taken care of stock, but stock.

"Yeah, I see what you mean by it looks pretty, but isn't anything special." He nods.

"Exactly. But those racing thugs can't seem to get that." I hear my phone go off, and I answer it.

"Cameron, we found someplace that is like what you said. It has a bunch of cars outside that have fancy paintjobs. We're coming to get you so you can check it out." Twilight says when I answer. I say okay and hang up.

"So my friends have found the gang. They're on their way back." We head out side to meet them.

"Hey, Jared, do you mind if we unload our camping stuff and store it here for a little? It won't be long, just until we are done." He agrees, and then Twilight and the others arrive.

We start unloading, and I have to distract Jared as the guns are moved. Other than that, we unload fine, and Twilight gives me directions to the mechanics shop.

When we reach it, I take a look around. It was just like Twilight said, a chop shop with a bunch of cars around it that have racing stripes and flames and other stereotypical Fast and Furious race car decals. They all had hood open to show off engines. It was super stereotypecal stuff.

I got out the truck and walked over.

"Hey, can I talk to the boss of this place?" A bunch of the thugs look at me.

"What do you want with him?" One of them asks.

"Nothing much, just to talk. And maybe race if he isnt scared of losing." I say, purposely pissing them off. I wanted the rise, to get the leader out.

They got angry. The one who talked first, says.

"What did you say about me? Did you just say I am too scared to race you?"

"I said that you MIGHT be. Not that you were. But still, we can at least talk before you try and beat the shit out of me." The thug calms down slightly.

"What you want to talk about?" He says.

"I am here on behalf of Jared Benson. He was the man you told to race you a few days ago. I am here to race on his behalf." The thugs all laugh.

"Why should we race you? You arent the one I challenged. Hell, you dont evenhave a vehicle to race that I can see." I chuckle, then snap my fingers. Behind me, Applejack starts the truck, and drives it over to sit behind me.

"I'm sorry, but you were saying? I challenge you to a race. Top two drivers in your group, versus me and my second top driver. I have one car, while you have two. Also, I race for a pink slip, wereas my second races for 500k. Cause I know you have that much money."

The thugs are looking at me now. I actually represent a challenge. The leader looks at me, and says.

"Fine. But, I also race for a pink slip. So if you loose to me, your truck is mine. And the second race doesnt happen. Deal?" I think for a sec.

"Deal. Also, this is so you dont go after Jared. Remember that." The thug leader smiles as we shake.

"His deal was over when you said you'd race for him."

"So, when we racing, and where? Best to set it up now." The lead thug agrees.

"There is a quarry that's been abandoned for years just outside of town. We'll meet there tomorrow night. That lets you get ready. Dont let it be said that Miguel Derrickson was unfair to the competition."

I nod and we leave.

Tomorrow we race.

Author's Note

Okay, so this is the next bit. I hope you dont hate it. It was a bit spur of the moment, and it was really just to bring in the spirit at the beginning. So, with that said, try and find the few references I made in this chapter. It is hard to find, and some I didnt mean to make.

Also, the people and locations in this fic are not real. Any similarities or names that coincide with real places or people are simply coincidences, and are not meant to be taken as harmful.

Have a Jivin day!