Episode 1: "All Hell Breaks Lose"
[Location: Big Horn, Wyoming]
*The story starts with a man who was wearing a black shirt with a white skull on his chest, a black leather jacket, black pants and boots. His eyes was black as death. He drives a yellow 2015 Saleen Mustang 350.*
Stryker: *on the radio* yo, Christian!
Redrum: *sighs and growls* Stryker, how many times that I have to tell you to stop calling me my name?
Stryker: Sorry...Redrum. Besides why did you name Redrum for, man?
Redrum: Because my father named it for me.
Stryker: Okay. I got my Acura NSX, Comet ready.
Redrum: I'm on my way.
*About two hours later, Redrum arrives at Stryker's house.*
Stryker: Guess who showed up.
Redrum: *Growls in embarrassment and serious mood.*
Stryker: Oh yeah, I forgot about that you never smile, man.
Redrum: Exactly, where's your Acura?
Stryker: She's in the garage, I'll open it. *Gets his garage key out of his pocket and presses the button to open the door.*
Redrum: *Looks at the doors opening and shows the Acura NSX*
Redrum: Now that's a beauty. What year is this car?
Stryker: 2017, which is fresh as fuck.
Redrum: If I win, you will own me $900.
Stryker: If I win, your ass is going down.
Redrum: You're on, Dog Boy.
*The two men runs to their cars and then turns on their engines and drives away to the streets. About 33 minutes later, they are the middle of the road, which it was silent and the sky was getting darker.*
Redrum: Remember to pay if one of us had won.
Stryker: Yeah, I know.
*The two start staring at the stop light and as the light changes to green, they hit their clutches and drives on. Redrum was first, hitting 60 MPH, looking at the side mirror as Stryker was behind him, reaching 68 MPH. He drifts to the left and hits to 75 mph. Redrum follows Stryker with 79 mph.*
Redrum: I'm gonna win, Stryker. No matter what it takes.
Stryker: *Laughs like a devil and hits 86 MPH.* You are the old hound, Redrum. You are the only one who drives slowly and I drive fast...like a speed demon.
*Redrum growls and hits 95 MPH and then finds a 20 foot long ramp and drifts to it and then jumps high and doing the spinning barrel.*
Stryker: WHOA!!! How the hell did you just do that?
Redrum: I can't tell that, that's private. *Two Challenger SRT Hellcat police cars starts following Redrum and Stryker.*
Redrum: Shit, it's the police!
Stryker: *hits 102 MPH.*
Redrum: Drives in 109 MPH. It's like Fast and Furious with police cars.
Stryker: Damn, we should find the goddamn exit of this place.
Redrum: *As Redrum drives, he takes the right turn and finds an exit, leaving Big Horn.*
Stryker: *hits 120 MPH and finds Redrum and follows him.* Did we escape from Cheyenne?
Redrum: Yeah, Stryker. Which it means that we're heading to the Rocky Mountains and yes this going to the finish line.
Stryker: Alright then, mate.
[[To be concluded...]]
*The story starts with a man who was wearing a black shirt with a white skull on his chest, a black leather jacket, black pants and boots. His eyes was black as death. He drives a yellow 2015 Saleen Mustang 350.*
Stryker: *on the radio* yo, Christian!
Redrum: *sighs and growls* Stryker, how many times that I have to tell you to stop calling me my name?
Stryker: Sorry...Redrum. Besides why did you name Redrum for, man?
Redrum: Because my father named it for me.
Stryker: Okay. I got my Acura NSX, Comet ready.
Redrum: I'm on my way.
*About two hours later, Redrum arrives at Stryker's house.*
Stryker: Guess who showed up.
Redrum: *Growls in embarrassment and serious mood.*
Stryker: Oh yeah, I forgot about that you never smile, man.
Redrum: Exactly, where's your Acura?
Stryker: She's in the garage, I'll open it. *Gets his garage key out of his pocket and presses the button to open the door.*
Redrum: *Looks at the doors opening and shows the Acura NSX*
Redrum: Now that's a beauty. What year is this car?
Stryker: 2017, which is fresh as fuck.
Redrum: If I win, you will own me $900.
Stryker: If I win, your ass is going down.
Redrum: You're on, Dog Boy.
*The two men runs to their cars and then turns on their engines and drives away to the streets. About 33 minutes later, they are the middle of the road, which it was silent and the sky was getting darker.*
Redrum: Remember to pay if one of us had won.
Stryker: Yeah, I know.
*The two start staring at the stop light and as the light changes to green, they hit their clutches and drives on. Redrum was first, hitting 60 MPH, looking at the side mirror as Stryker was behind him, reaching 68 MPH. He drifts to the left and hits to 75 mph. Redrum follows Stryker with 79 mph.*
Redrum: I'm gonna win, Stryker. No matter what it takes.
Stryker: *Laughs like a devil and hits 86 MPH.* You are the old hound, Redrum. You are the only one who drives slowly and I drive fast...like a speed demon.
*Redrum growls and hits 95 MPH and then finds a 20 foot long ramp and drifts to it and then jumps high and doing the spinning barrel.*
Stryker: WHOA!!! How the hell did you just do that?
Redrum: I can't tell that, that's private. *Two Challenger SRT Hellcat police cars starts following Redrum and Stryker.*
Redrum: Shit, it's the police!
Stryker: *hits 102 MPH.*
Redrum: Drives in 109 MPH. It's like Fast and Furious with police cars.
Stryker: Damn, we should find the goddamn exit of this place.
Redrum: *As Redrum drives, he takes the right turn and finds an exit, leaving Big Horn.*
Stryker: *hits 120 MPH and finds Redrum and follows him.* Did we escape from Cheyenne?
Redrum: Yeah, Stryker. Which it means that we're heading to the Rocky Mountains and yes this going to the finish line.
Stryker: Alright then, mate.
[[To be concluded...]]