"Our way...or the highway."
-Switch, The Matrix.
As almost every operative knows, using the Megacity highway it's a suicide. An endless labyrinth of crossing roads, it's heavily guarded by the Machines, even with the truce still active. No redpill is allowed to go there, but, of course, that doesn't prevent some crazy guys to use the highway to go back to the city.
One of these redpills, riding a black motorcycle, was driving as fast as he could, avoiding barely the huge swarm of cars. Chased by two mysterious pursuers, his only hope was to reach Megacity before getting caught. Unfortunately, their vehicles was faster. Unable to avoid them, he choosed the other option: confrontation. With a chain of impressive maneuvers, he avoided the bullets that one of his enemies was shooting and, with a quick turn, he started to accelerate towards their pursuers. The prey turned into the predator.
Surprised by this suicidal maneuver , the two men dressed in black and with his face covered by a solid black helmet reacted as fast as they could. A System FM-1500 Magnum shot a vast array of bullets, while the other continued to drive straight forward against the redpill...but they were too slow. The bullets missed his objective while the redpill, all of a sudden, jumped away from the cycle, trying to land at the shooter's vehicle. His companion, in a desperate act, did the same and the two men crashed in the air.
The force of the impact was so strong that both contenders stayed suspended in the air, fighting each other. With supernatural speed, they interchanged a good number of blows, trying to throw his opponent into the ground. The situation wasn't good to the redpill, because the other pursuer, the shooter, also hyperjumped away, trying to hit his target with his pistol. Soon, the repdpill was cornered in the middle of the air by his two pursuer, whose only objective were avoiding his return to Megacity...at any cost.
But those "situations" was his favorite kind. His only chance was to getting rid of his annoying pursuers as soon as he could, so he started a spin, in a desperate intent to perform a ki whirlwind. Usually, this technique needs to step firmly into the ground and concentrate(a common stance for some oriental ki techniques), but this time he didn't had that luxury. However, the trick wents well and the redpill finally unleashed the Ki around him, throwing a forceful wind that blew his enemies meters away...and that caused a huge chaos in the road below him. Free at last, he controlled his fall to land near where his motorcicle was randomly running without a pilot.
Back on his vehicle, he accelerated away from the explosion and the chaos that were the road behind him. Luckily, Megacity south entrance was just some miles away. With a smile in his face, he grabbed his cellphone, calling to his operator.
-"Wave?", he said.
-"Right here, boss. What do you want? Nice spectacle, by the way.", answered the operator.
-"Open a communication with the Goliah, I want to talk with Faolon. Hell, I need a *CENSORED* beer!"
-"Okie dokie, Ryu."
Watching at the huge metropolis, Ryumanjisen mind started to remember the good times. That city was full of enemies, rivals,some friends...and the only people he can call his "family": the Kings of Never. His smile was greater while he accelareted even more.
It was the time to come back.
((P.D: Yes, I suppose I'm back but, instead of doing the classic "hey people, I'm back" post, I supposed that a short story would be better. As always, forget any spelling and syntax errors and feel free to post any IC reply you want, my RP posts are, usually, "open" to everybody.))