The target Police Car screeched around the corner at the end of the Cul-de-sac, and the Audi roared after it. One hand on the wheel, He checked one of the MP5 Kurz SMGs, it was ready to fire. He had no time to waste and everything to lose here. Either he killed Pyroshark and buried his secret forever, or Pyroshark killed his one true love and he ended up burying her. He was determined, and very, very annoyed, but he had this aching feeling in his gut. But for all the world, he couldn’t quite figure what it was. Pyroshark threw the Car into another hard right turn. He was in the centre of the cultural base of Flondon, the place where Tourists went for daytrips, it was filled with all sorts of quaint old buildings, but he wasn’t there for any of that. Pedestrians threw themselves out of the way and cars lurched to one side to avoid his almost suicidal fast speed for such tight streets. “He’s right behind us.” Gamerz warned. She was in the passenger seat, cradling her P90 SMG like a child. “And there’s where we want to be.” Pyroshark pointed to a large motorway a little way off that they could see above the rooftops. “The route onto it’s not far away. When we get on their I need you to keep Corbec off our backs.” Pyroshark said without looking at Gamerz, he was too preoccupied with not crashing. “Understood.” The Police Car rushed up the ramp onto the M7 Motorway-the one, coincidentally, which Pyroshark and Corbec had chased one another up at high speed before in an earlier escapade. Sitting by the side of the ramp was a Speed Camera, it flashed as it took pictures of the speeding Car, taking them down so the owner would be fined for breaking the limit. Shortly after the Audi roared like a caged animal up the ramp, turning it into a jump, such was the speed it was running at. The Camera was shot to pieces by the driver before it could take any pictures. The Glacier Blue, predatory car clunked back to the ground, still going in excess of Sixty MPH. The Motorway was largely empty, given it wasn’t yet Rush Hour, though some trucks and cars still traversed it. Corbec gripped the wheel and looked around through the rain for his target. There! He spotted the Police Car rushing away, cutting past a lurching lorry and carrying on past it. Corbec mashed the accelerator some more and closed the gap between the two cars. “He’s coming!” Pyroshark hissed, glancing at the rear-view mirror. The sleek, speeding form of the Audi was encroaching on his Police Car like a Lion chasing a wildebeest. But this Wildebeest wasn’t defenceless. Gamerz smashed the sun roof with the butt of her P90 and stood up in her seat, taking aim on the Audi, then firing. Corbec pulled the Audi to a hard right and used a car to hide behind. The flurry of bullets puckered the road where he had been moments before. Corbec dreaded the prospect of damaging his beloved Audi as much as losing Sally Sabar. It had been with him since, well, forever, to damage it or let it be damaged was something incomprehensibly wrong to him. It was like an old friend really, and he looked after it. [i]What are you doing Corbec!? Sally is going to die if you don’t do something! Cars can recover from bullets! Sally can’t![/i] His mind snapped at himself and he brought the car back out again, winding down the driver’s window and firing an MP5K out of it. The sudden barrage forced Gamerz to duck out of the torrential rain or risk losing her head. The bullets impacted into the boot of the car, passing through the boot door but lodging in other material once their initial velocity was spent penetrating the outer metal. Fortunately for the driver and his passenger, nothing critical was hit. Gamerz stood up again when the firing was over, drew her aim again and fired. The Audi was close now, but it was so fast! It jolted form side to side, and while she tried to lead her shots, nothing seemed to work. She fired another burst, then the gun clicked dry. She threw it at the Audi-it dodged that as well. “I’m out!” She called down the Pyroshark, who wheeled the car to one side to avoid another blaze of the MP5K. “Look!” He shouted over the gunfire, the rain and the wind. “We’ll be going under that bridge! And there’s a lorry! Here, Use my Uzi and shoot out it’s tyres! If we’re lucky it’ll make a barrier!” He threw Gamerz his Uzi and the one extra clip for it. The Police Car sped past the lorry, and Gamerz opened up on the wheels, shredding them one at a time. It had the desired effect, the lorry skidded to one side-hard. The back end trailer smashed into the concrete the side of the bridge support and lodged the truck there, with it sitting across the entire three lanes of the motorway. Corbec swore a particularly salty curse involving Pyroshark’s mother and certain after-hours activities, thinking he had lost Sally for good. He stomped on the brakes, bringing his car to a jolting stop. He glanced from side to side, then noticed the ramp up onto the bridge above the blockage, and the chance it offered him. He brought his treasured Audi up to speed and took the ramp, steeling himself for a long jump. He passed no-one on the way up, and he was on the bridge proper, or rather, hurtling toward the barrier. Corbec Leant out the window and emptied his last MP5K clip onto the barrier, to no effect. The Audi still barged through the barrier, smashing it aside with only minor aesthetic damage to the front of the car. For Corbec, things went into slow-motion as the TT hurtled through the air, heading at dangerously high speeds to the ground. Then it all sped up again and the car smashed into the ground on it’s wheels, battered but still alive. Corbec was back in the race, but Pyroshark was too far away. All he could do now was to get to the Hospital and stop Pyroshark there. That chilling feeling in his gut still plagued him. The stolen Police Car rushed down the street towards the Hospital’s glass front door and barged right through it. Metal supports and literally thousands of glass fragments scattered everywhere. The Car, still carried by momentum nearly mowed down several patients and doctors standing around in the front atrium. Pyroshark and Gamerz covered their faces as the Car ploughed through a life-size statue of Corbec, buckling the front bonnet, and hurtled into the wall at the other end. Corbec decelerated the Audi and jumped out as it stopped. He’d just arrived in time to see the target car demolish the front door of the hospital. He sprinted to the front door, hearing the sound of metal wrenching and people screaming. He took the steps up to the shattered doorway three at a time and threw himself sideways to land in a crumpled heap. The Terrorist he’d spotted opened fire with a Uzi SMG just a moment too late to hit him, the bullets hitting thin air and nothing more. Pyroshark fought around the Airbags that had jumped into his face on impact with the wall. He struggled out, and looked around him. There were screaming people lying flat on the floor, an obliterated statue of Corbec and the smoking wreck of his stolen Car. He spotted Gamerz fire a burst at someone in the doorway, but miss. Now he was finally where he needed to be, all Pyroshark had to do was find who he wanted. He grabbed a cowering doctor up by his collar. “Where is the Empress!” He barked. The man was very intimidated, with the balaclava his interrogator wearing making him seem inhuman, and the explosive events going on around him, it was inevitable he would crack. “Top floor!” “Show me! Gamerz, follow me!” Pyroshark growled, shoving the doctor ahead of him. She squeezed of another few rounds off then jogged after Pyroshark and his new friend. Corbec picked himself up and peeked around the corner. Pyroshark had gone. Corbec reckoned that his enemy didn’t know where Sally actually was, while Corbec had already discerned several routes to her room over the many visits to her he had made. He dashed inside and took a left while the man he pursued had broken right. His goal now was not to stop Pyroshark and any that accompanied him, but to reach Sally before her would-be assassin. Fortunately, Sally’s room was watched over by a constant 24-hour guard. Two armed men would always be outside her room at any moment of the day or night. [Edited on 04.27.2007 8:53 AM PDT]