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The Disasters Road

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You put Air Trecks on for fun, started a team for fun, and rose to the top following your own road all because you thought it was fun. But now you hated it all, how teams took battles to far, how one couldn't ride without some form of threat going after them, and how every trick and move was ranked in the Tropaion Tower. You had gotten your team to go all the way to close B and now you waited for the one who could set everyone free from it.

You watched from atop the warehouse building as two non-air treck gangs fought over territory. You watched closely at a young boy with a crow's nest of hair beat the other team. Humming with a small smile when his gang cheered “GO IKKI! THE STRONGEST IN THE EAST SIDE GANG!” Dropping quietly to get a better view and hear more you hid behind some old crates. Watching the interactions amongst the happy gang brought fond memories of your team to mind. Watching as the crow boy left gang members from the other side had started bad mouthing. 'What sour fucking losers. Really? Now that their ass's where kicked they gotta be shit heads?’ You thought frowning and shaking your head just before you took your leave. “Skull Saders. Ever heard of them? The air treck team, Storm Riders. I'm good friends with them, I'm looking forward to a rematch.” One of the West siders said smirking at the now scared group. Stopping immediately at his words 'THAT BITCH ASS MOTHERFUCKER! BRINGING IN A FUCKING AIR TRECK TEAM TO GET FUCKING EVEN?!’ You thought turning sharply at them with a glare as they again started to fight. Growling as you used your AT’s to leave the scene you looked back at the warehouse 'If that fucking AT team gets involved with non-air treck users, I'm beating their fucking asses into mincemeat.’ You thought riding to meet up with your team. Latter that evening you rested your head on your little brother’s lap in his hospital room watching the news. Gritting your teeth as the next segment went on about two dead high schooler's involving AT’s. “Teams nowadays are getting really scary. Sis you're being safe right? You're the only one I got left so please don't get hurt.” Your younger brother said worriedly gripping his bed sheets. Looking at him with a small reassuring smile “Hey I'm always safe, and I'm stronger than those jerks. You don't have to worry about me, just worry about getting over your sickness okay bud?” You said kissing his forehead when the nurse came in telling you visiting hours were over. The next day you went to the warehouse again but brought your second in command with you and what you saw made your blood boil and eyes burn with hatred. The non-air treck gang was beating the crow's nest boy to a pulp while his gang turned away and that was when Torami pointed to an obvious air treck team around a shed were a lot of girls screaming and crying came from. Clenching your fists tight enough for your nails to draw blood you made a move to stop them. “Wait (Y/N), don't be stupid! This isn't your fight. Wait till the great meeting and then challenge those bastards to a match they can't win!” Torami said holding you back. Growling and glaring at them all. “WHEN THAT DICK EATING GANG IS DONE I'LL SHOW THEM THE WORST NATURES GOT, FOR BRINGING IN THOSE AIR TRECK ABUSING FUCHERS!!!” You yelled breaking free from your second in commands hold and dashing off away from thE repulsive sight. Turning back to the scene playing in front of himself “This is why we need a Sky King. So that those bastards dont come in thinking there better than everyone else.” Torami sighed riding after you. Waiting on top of a wall you clicked your wheels to the right and charged them on the side of the wall you were sitting on, spotting the West side gang you jumped in front of the main leader clicking you wheels back into place with a stone cold face. “What the fuck are you doing here, bitch? Get out of our way or I'll get my Skull Sader friends to beat your ass outta here!” The leader yelled noticing your Air Trecks . “Pfff, you fuck tards brought in an Air Treck team to lick your wounds after the East Side Gunz fairly beat you yesterday. And I'm not scared of your pussie ass air treck team lackies either, I out rank them in the Tropaion Tower, they're nothing but a speck of shit on the ground in my eyes. And since you fuckers got help from AT users the East side had plenty reason to have mine.” You said sending a death glare at the now shaking leader and his gang, putting your hands in your pockets and putting your foot on his stomach you clicked the wheels to the left, lightly pushing on your AT and quickly removed your foot from his body. You watched as the leader seized up and fell to the ground making you smile while watching him piss himself before looking up at his group, “My Air Trecks are specially made to either taze or burn someone, not to mention that they can also break solid concrete with one kick. So if you fucking bastards don't want your skulls busted open on the pavement. I better not EVER see you cock suckers settle a fucking score with the help of an Air Treck team. Or I'll make sure you wish you were never born. GOT IT!?!” You yelled kicking their leader into them before they hastily nodded and ran off. “You held back, Eos. I'm proud of you.” Torami said coming up behind you. Taking a slow breath in and letting it out just as slow to calm your nerves. “If they're smart they'll never associate with the Skull Saders ever again. Come on I promised Allen I'd get him some candy when I visit him today.” You said speeding down the street with Torami riding next to you.