Avalon lifted his arms to shield him from the dust and debris of the bullets fired from the Lambda monster. His eyes widened with fear, knowing there was nothing he could do. Chaos and mayhem engulfed the area, but, within his head, there was a deafening silence and the drumbeat of his racing heart. Terror flowed through his vein, thick as honey and abundant as ever cell in his body. With Zenta, Bernkastel, and Whis down, Avalon glanced between the three, his hand reaching for Zenta, then Bernkastel, then Whis. It was a subconscious gesture, as if wanting to shake them awake from their slumber.
But it would not happen.
We’re all going to die…
Avalon slowly looked back at Asher and Coella who struggled to shield themselves from the shower of debris and rubble. A stray bullet blasted near the ground by Avalon, sending the ninja flying back to Asher and Coella, the trio crashing on the ground. Even Asher’s strong will, his will to keep fighting against a wall, did not bring Avalon’s spirits up. Avalon simply gave up.
…
Then, a sound came from outside the barrier of dark energy. A rhythmic bumping noise that grew closer until it was followed by the shattering glass sound of Spina’s barrier breaking. The thumping noise was music blasting from a crimson red car speeding by like a blur. The engine howled loudly, sending vibrations deep into the chests of each person inside the barrier. Each window was tinted a reflective black, hiding the inside.
Despite the mayhem happening, the car drifted expertly and seamlessly between the chaos, almost like a toy moved by the hand of God. The car sped up, swerving past Vegetto Black, kicking up dust in its wake, and where Sinister Bernkastel once stood, were tire tracks followed by an impact. The vehicle screeched to a stop and the driver’s window lowered, the music blasting far louder than necessary followed by white smoke steaming out like a chimney.
“Shit, did I hit a dog or something? Gotta clean my fuckin’ tires…” The man, sporting red hair embraced by a bandana, emerald eyes with dark circles, and a scar over his lip, cursed as he did not even realize he hit Sinister Bernkastel with his car. Then again, he hardly seemed to care. His attention shifted to Vegetto Black, eyeing him up and down with a bored interest, flicking the ashes of his blunt outside his car and exhaling the fumes from his nose.
“Jaz, is that one of the Breakers? Vergino?” The man asked.
“Nope, that’s not Mr. Vegetto.” The reply was almost synthetic, but female in tone. It came from within the car.
With one final look, the man rolled his eyes.
“Lock on to the Breakers, Jaz, I’mma rev this girl and make ‘er purr real good. We takin’ those losers outta here.”
“You got it, dad!”
The man tossed the joint out the window after one last puff before the engine roared to life, flaring with voracity that was followed by the shrieking of the tires that kicked up more dirt. The car’s scissor doors opened, and inside was a comfortable leather interior, for sure, blue lights lined the inner frame for aesthetics; however, the feminine voice from earlier spoke out once more.
“LOCK ON. TARGETS ACQUIRED.”
As the car swerved, shifted gears, and drifted, it circled around Spina first. Spina suddenly felt a strong pull; one he could not escape. Suddenly, like a fly fighting against a vacuum, Spina was sucked into the car. The same happened to Avalon, Asher, and Coella as the car zipped by them, stuffing them into the backseat with Spina. No one could escape the pull of this car as it drifted and skidded by.
“Goddamnit, why is there so many of you guys?!” The man complained, rushing towards Cayde and Vegetto next, the two suffering the same fate, stuffed in the back seat of a car. Once by one, each Breaker, even Mooli, Whis, and Daiman, were taken by the car, cramped into the backseat. Faces were pressed against the window, bodies tangled with each other, music blasted, and the smell of marijuana filled the car.
“Hey, I’m getting you idiots out of here. Thank me later.” The man scoffed, making a sharp turn, flinging the Breakers against each other from the inertia. If one were to glance at the man, they would see his entire right arm was robotic, clutching the gear stick, shifting it expertly, while his other arm was flesh, gripping the wheel.
“Jaz, does the teleporter work?”
“Yes, but you must acquire a certain speed…”
“I got it.” The man glanced back, addressing the Breakers. “If any of you guys throw up in my car, I’ll fuck you up. Now, brace yourselves.”
Suddenly, the car turned wildly and came to a full stop several yards away from Vegetto Black. The air was still, as if the Saiyan and car were having a showdown.
“Dad, that man is dangerous…”
“’Naw.”
Suddenly, the car revved louder than it had before, kicking more dirt and debris as it sped faster and faster towards Vegetto Black. There was no sign of stopping, shifting gear, or moving out of the way. The engine revved louder, and the car moved faster until electricity, sparks, and flickering lights began to appear on the hood of the car.
Faster, faster, and faster still! Until…
The car was engulfed in a blue-green light that resembled and sounded like electricity. The energy pulsed a few times, each pulse getting quicker until the car exploded into a tuff of green smoke mere seconds before hitting Vegetto Black. Beneath the Saiyan’s boots were lines of fire where the tires were moments before.
With a sudden screech, the Breakers, the mysterious man, and the car came to an immediate stop. The low purr of the vehicle hummed softly before silencing itself as the man turned off the car. The butterfly doors on all four sides opened, causing some of the Breakers to spill out of the car, freeing them from their cramped space. The area they were taken to is a lab with a giant computer monitor with multiple windows open, several cables on the floor, and countless snacks and cigarette butts on a desk.
