Loaded Mercy

Prologue

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*car engine revving..*

"Oh there it goes, gentlemen," As the night Emcee cheerfully said, pertaining to someone. Businessmen from all over the world are watching, smug politicians, and professional con artists, gamblers. Drug Lords and Mafia Heads dealing with each other, and Gangsters placing bets.

This dome is full of criminals.

*car engine revving wild*

"The Slayer." As the Emcee said, the loud noises and cheers for someone had grown very wild.

"What a name. Ew." I said at the back of my head.

*loud crowd noises*

What's this crappy song that's been playing? Goddamn, the crowd is only getting louder and wilder with it. It's difficult to concentrate.

I had a dream last night
That I was piloting a plane
And all the passengers were drunk and insane
I crash landed in a Louisiana swamp
Shot up a horde of zombies
But I come out on top
What's it all about?
Guess it just reflects my mood
Sitting in the dirt
Feeling kind of hurt

"The King" The Emcee called me, while I enjoy devouring this lollipop, this helps me with concentration.

I stayed silent, waiting for the loadout. I took a glance on the other person on my left side, also inside a Limousine. He noticed me looking at him so he smirked at me, thinking I would be intimidated. I smiled and showed him my middle finger and mouthed "fuck you and your car" while I look away listening to crowd roars and cheers. I must say, his car is not so nice. He doesn't even know his tires are smooth--like my skin.

I smiled at the thought. A smooth way to see the Devil? Oh, well. Losers Weepers. Let's see who's the bad guy, Mr. Slayer.

Not to mention you're ugly and your hair looks like a damned pine tree.

When all I hear is doom and gloom
And all is darkness in my room
Through the light your face I see
Baby take a chance
Baby won't you dance with me

I rolled my eyes, I'm getting bored with the Emcee's bullshitty speeches.

In case you're wondering where am I? Simple. I'm playing a game, Sort of. Well, I've been playing this for years. Just a hobby.

This is Drag Racing. Actually, this will be the last night of drag racing for me. That explains why many businessmen and criminals are gathered here today. And yes, this is illegal. But I'm quitting not because it is, but in fact I have to take responsibility for urgent businesses; plural. and well, I'm an outlaw too.

What do you expect? All those urgent businesses are also illegal.

"3...2...." My attention was snapped out when I heard the crowd is counting. Emcee done with bullshitty entertainment already? Aww.

Think it's showtime?

*car engine revving wild*

"....1"

It's showtime. As I drove off the fast as I could with a smile plastered on my face, and a lollipop melting on my mouth.

*loud crowd cheers*

Lost all that treasure in an overseas war
It just goes to show you, don't get what you paid for
Battle to the rich and you worry about the poor
Put my feet up on the couch
And lock all the doors
Hear a funky noise
That's the tightening of the screws
I'm feeling kind of hurt
Sitting in the dirt
All I hear is doom and gloom
But when those drums go boom boom boom

And through the night your face I see
Baby take a chance
Baby won't you dance with me
Yeah
Baby won't you dance with me
Ah yeah

Fracking deep for oil
But there's nothing in the sump
There's kids all picking
Ar the garbage dumb
I'm running out of water
So I better prime the pump
I'm trying to stay sober
But I end up drunk
We'll be eating dirt
Living on the side of the road
There's some food for thought
Kinda makes your head explode
Feeling kind of hurt
Yeah

I drove off, faster than that loser. He's sidetracking me, so I drifted my tires and drove off left causing him to drift and destroy his windshield.

He's keeping up with me. What an asshole.

But all I hear is doom and gloom
And all is darkness in my room
Through the night your face I see
Baby come on
Baby won't you dance with me
Yeah
Yeah

I smiled seeing the curve ahead. A dangerous curve for smooth tires. Laugh out loud.

I drove of the curve drifting, looking at the car behind me until I saw his car crashed on the wall of the curve and bounced on a straight direction causing his car to turn upside down.

I smiled while counting playfully and drifting the wheels of my car.

...5

The crowd became so wild,

4....

The emcee is laughing,

....3

The time is still running,

....2

And I'm enjoying it.

.....1

I laughed while I sang along to the race music. Behind me is an explosion.

I'm Raven Harlow.

....not so nice to meet you, dearest.

Baby won't you dance with me
I'm feeling kind of hurt
Baby won't you dance with me
Yeah
Come on
Baby won't you dance with me
I'm sitting in the dirt
Baby won't you dance with me!