The Fast and the Fucked (Closed for Forever Unbreakable)

[The_PG]

Sylvester P. Anderson was not the exception to the rule. He was the definition of it. Power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely. He did not have absolute power, but he did have power working as an undercover narcotics officer. He had been undercover for two years now, and was just coming into some real power within the gang he'd been tasked to infiltrate. At first it had been boring grunt work. Bouncer, bodyguard, hired muscle. The lame stuff, but eventually it led to his spot as a driver for the Velvet Fire. All of their cars were a sparkling purple, and had engines that made them fast as fucking fire. Their drivers were some of the tops in the country, but had all been kicked out of legitimate jobs for one reason or another. Drugs, booze, prostitution, assault, they were all scum, but they were fucking good at what they did.

Sylvester's fake background was that of an ex-racer over in Europe. He had the typical European build; black straight hair, black eyes, pale skin, tall and lanky. With a slight Russian accent it worked well, but some of the crew still made cracks about him being ex-KGB. Syl, as they called him, put up with a good nature and continued to shine as driver. He wasn't the best mechanic, in fact he could barely change the breaks, oil, or a tire, but behind the wheel he was probably the best on both talent and brains. He didn't just drive with touch, he planned everything, and was meticulous. His mechanics hated him, because his checklists were insane and he couldn't do half the shit or understand it.

However, as the bosses continued to promote him, the mech's learned to deal with his obsessive behavior. Which was great for Syl, one less thing he had to worry about.

This was especially important because something, or rather someone, new had come up in the gang. Some kid. They called her, Mermaid, because one time a boss had bought her a Little Mermaid back-pack when she was ten and she had kicked him straight in the nuts. She was now either fourteen or fifteen and had a reputation as one of the best drivers around. Syl couldn't believe it, and the more stories he heard about her, the sorrier he felt. He knew the brass had enough to put away most of the Purple Fire, and he had begun asking them to do it more and more often, just to save this little girl who was going down a terrible path. Whether or not she knew how much her cute little body was being taken advantage of, Syl wasn't sure, but he knew it was happening. He'd even had to take her up to the bosses a few times after she had got so drunk that she'd taken off her shirt; revealing her barely formed breasts to several of the most dangerous rapists and ex-con's in the country.

Sylvester's conscious was really beginning to get to him, and it was obvious whenever he was around her. He was the only one that treated her like the girl she was, in the politest way he could. Now she was standing just a few racers away from him, as they were given the map for the next track and the low down on cops and traffic, including various safe houses and roadblocks they could use if things got too hot. What the hell was she doing here! This was one of the biggest races and craziest parties, snort, H, weed. It was everywhere, booze flowed freely. Condoms were handed out liberally. Nervously Sylvester rubbed his hands together as all the racers began shaking hands around him. God he hoped she would be okay...

 

[Forever Unbreakable]

Angel had seen what most guys could do to girls like her, over power them so easily and even get away with it. That's one reason she kept coming back, she liked living on the edge and seeing if any guy would try and claim her or she was just there to party and have fun. Looking to Syl she growled lowly since she didn't want him really anywhere near her right now, looking back to the guys she sat back on the hood of her car and smirked evilly at the mention of her going to a house party, drinking and doing drugs. As she looked at the guys she saw the bosses walking down and shaking hands, everyone was getting ready for the big race but she was just here for the fun, the partying, the drugs, and the sex. Even though she was only fifteen she loved everything she was into already, a collar around her neck and her clothes being the slutty type. No one really knew anything about her except that one of the bosses saved her from getting killed cause she told something to a rival gang. Her life since then had been fine but since she was starting to become a teenager, seeing all the men party and even girls party it got her more and more interested, her hormones where way far from just being all caught up inside of her. Her mind raced with wanting to get fucked hard and just all over wanting to part, feeling someone grab her wrist she was pulled against them, looking up her dark blue steel eyes looked to the side after looking up. One of the members that had wanted to party with her for a while finally had her in his grip, her body stayed close since she knew that they would have a fun time.

Walking with him to where the cars had music and a bunch of people dancing it was like a club except out on the street, feeling his body against hers made her shiver and as she felt his hand go up her sides she bit her lip. Closing her eyes she whimpered a little grinding her ass into his waist and crotch, at only fifteen she was already and expert at teasing men and getting them turned on, yet none would take her clothes off without a bosses permission. Leaning her head back she wrapped her arms around his neck and grinded more, bringing her hands down his neck, chest, then waist she turned around opening her eyes and looking up at him "So you finally have me to dance with, and you've been after me for how long now??" The guy chuckled a little and she yelped lowly as he pulled her closer, feeling his mouth close to her neck, his breath falling against her neck she gripped onto his shirt lightly as the dancing got more sensual, the grinding against each other more and more showing that they were getting more and more turned on.

Her eyes looked to the side as her breathing got heavier, her body getting hot, her body shivering every time he grinded against her. She loved it but she also wanted to get out of there since she didn't want to fuck just yet, she wanted to play around and party before she got laid but where she was right now there was no way she was gonna go far. Her black hair down to her mid back, the hot pink highlights making her stand out in the crowd and the clothing made her even just that more appealing. A black short skirt with a hot pink tank top, black and hot pink striped thigh high stockings and black leather knee high boots. Grinding more against the guy she felt his hand go down her back, her back arching slightly against him as she felt his hand gown down, whimpering a little she started to pull away as she looked up at him "You know I'm just a tease, I'm not looking for anything right now I just want to have fun.."

Her eyes went back to the racers shaking each others hand and she closed them then opened them back up, walking back over to her car she sat back down on the hood, leaving the guy she just turned on so badly to go take care of himself. Looking at Syl again she then looked at all the cars racing, then back to the guys. Her eyes closed as she let herself get caught into the music and the sound of the cars starting up and getting ready to race, hearing someone ask if she wanted a drink she opened her eyes and tilted hear head nodding some. Smiling as they brought it back she patted the hood of her car inviting the person over and to sit down, it was a girl and luckily it was a girl she had hung out with before so now she was just as happy as could be "Mmm I wonder who will win tonight..." Popping the cap on the beer she took a few drinks and leaned her head back looking up at the stars and just loving the night and what was going to happen "Heh this is going to be a damn wonderful night.."

 

[The_PG]

Syl gave a little snarl as he yanked the bottle of booze from Angel's hand and tossed it into the nearest trashcan. He gave her an angry look, but didn't say anything as she gave him one of those cute little innocent, 'FUCK ME!' Smiles that he hated so much. He figured giving her the cold shoulder was the best thing to do, right now, at least until after the race. Doing anything weird right now while so much attention was focused on him was certainly not a good idea. Tonight was important too. The brass wanted a crack at some of the top shots that were here and there was quite an elaborate scheme to get him the track phone that he would dial and trash into a garbage can after he won or lost the race. It would give the uniform's a location and the brass would try to put together a task force to catch all the head honcho's in one fell swoop. Even though they were high above the racers on the eleventh floor of the nearby hotel, partying their asses off, they'd still be easy prey if only Syl could give them the time and place when they'd be on the street and easy to catch.

After sliding into his car, Syl gave a short little prayer that he would win and Angel wouldn't get hurt. She always drove too hard, with everything to prove since she was both young and female. It pissed him off, and the other drivers too, when she took chances that she really shouldn't. Whatever, he decided to concentrate on the road and his own life then that little sluts. Three... Two... One!

The roar of engines was deafening as the cars peeled out of their spots. Syl got a good jump, but a glance across showed that Angel had as well.

Fuck it.

He tapped the breaks and then jammed the accelerator while turning the wheel and began squealing around the first turn. He took it perfectly, Angel, not as much. He got a little ground on her and when he looked back he could barely see her after using a burst of his precious nas. Most people waited until they end to use all of theirs, but the way Syl figured was that if he could get a quick lead and be able to turn cleanly he would have all the lead he needed down the home stretch. With or without the nas. Plus, right now getting that damn phone was more important then anything.

He opened the sun roof and took a deep breath. Up ahead was an extremely low tunnel, and a 'city' team was repainting the sign above. As he drove under a phone would simply fall into the seat next to him. It did.

The rest of the race was a blur, but he won. Even with all of Angel's crazy antics which included bumping him several times and nearly killing the both of them. Before anyone could get near his still squealing car he tossed the dialed phone through the smoke and into the trash bin. Then he jumped onto the roof of his car and raised his fists high into the air.

 

[Forever Unbreakable]

Oh how much she hated him when he yanked the bottle of booze from her hands, her own little snarl and growl came from her lips as she glared deeply at him "Your a bastard who cares to much and everyone sees that, care to much more and you might slip, I will enjoy seeing you fall to the bottom and only here when your needed, a little toy for the bosses to boss around like fucking crazy..." Her eyes turned back to the leaders and she whimpered a little, she had gotten a little out of hand again and she knew she had to watch herself tonight, a lot of guys had had their eyes on her and she was just a little to much on edge, drinking the booze helped a lot but still she felt nervous more nervous then she should feel. Maybe all that teasing she did was gonna come back like a slap in the face, she didn't know but she also didn't really give a fuck, her mind was all on racing and winning or at least coming in second, she wasn't here for the partying but she was here for the winnings and showing how far she could prove herself. Pushing herself off the car she walked over to hers and started, swirling around she moved to park right next to Syl and she really wanted to see how much she could push herself this time, hearing the cars running and the person counting down, the only thing she heard was her mind racing and how karma would come back and slap her.

She slammed on the gas when she heard one and she got a pretty good head start, even though she did she swerved a little and it was noticed by everyone that she wasn't herself tonight, shaking her head she got behind Syl then turned down a different road before anyone saw, she loved taking short cuts and daring but it was also a risk of anyone found out, coming out of no where she was right by Syl but and came in second only a few minutes after him. No one saw she thought but once she got out of her car she felt herself being slammed against her car, wincing hard she glared up at the guy that had slammed her, if she didn't come out of no where he would have been second and now everyone would know. Looking to the side she didn't stare a guy right back in the eyes for once, but she knew submitting would not get her into trouble, after the guy walked away she sighed and started breathing a little hard, her mind racing like it had never before, she knew Syl was starting to get to her, having someone care for her like the way he did flustered her but also pissed her off. Girls in this kind of environment had to be treated as such until they earned the title of being treated like the bosses, at least in some places but she knew in this place she had to earn whatever she wanted, she had earned her car but that was a good thing.

She could go out whenever she wanted, she could run but being here was also was a bad place to be if she wanted to run, if she ran and they found her she would be dead since they would track her down in a matter of weeks or day, depending on if they wanted to kill her of if they just wanted to make her life hell. Looking over at Syl as he was being yelled at an tons of people cheering she stayed where she was, she just had made a mistake and she knew most likely soon enough her boss would be coming after her but she didn't know for sure. Biting her lip she knew not defiantly that Syl was starting to get to her, before she didn't care what the bosses thought of her, or what she did or if she ever got caught or even care for her life but now all it was starting to come to her and she hated him so much for it. She wondered why he cared so much but anyone who cared for her that much couldn't be trusted, and she knew for one reason that he might be an undercover cop but she would look into it when she was out of the race and on her own.

 

[The_PG]

The phone was quickly located and tracked from it's GPS system. It would take roughly five minutes for the full task force to arrive. Several helicopters, all of the cities SWAT teams, and every single able bodied police officer. They had nine city blocks blocked off and carefully tightened the noose until at the last second the SWAT teams burst into the hotel through the lobby and from the roof. Immediately full chaos ensued as several of the top bosses guards freaked and began pulling their pieces.

The SWAT teams dropped them in place, but the shots fired alerted the guards on the eleventh floor and there was full blown shootout going on in less then a minute.

The sirens and bullets through the partying streets into a frantic. Cars sipped this way and that. Most of them ended up shredding their tires on nail strips or having their wheels shot out from underneath them. Not a single one managed to bust through the barricade. About three hundred people were in the process of being arrested, sirens blared and lights flashed everywhere. Full chaos was an understatement. Soon their were pedestrians and civilians staring out of their windows wondering what the hell was going on.

Syl had just finished receiving his prize, handed down by two buxom babes, when all hell broke loose.

Without thinking he continued to keep his cover up, running and hiding like every other single person on the street. He ducked behind cars, trashcans, even behind the DJ booth at one point as policed crossed here and there searching for more arrests to be made. They certainly were a little bit out of control.

Then he caught site of Angel with a small grin on her face. Of course, she thought this was just a game. At the same time, in his heart, when he saw the police approaching her with their batons drawn he felt a stab of pity. She had obviously kicked one of their buddies straight in the nuts, and they were going to get some payback. With a quick glance around Syl figured he was pretty safe, they were in the dead section of the raid that this point. It couldn't hurt. He jogged over to where three officers were making comments as they advanced on Angel.

"You like big dicks little girl?"

"Big as my stick here, eh?"

"We're gonna shove two of'em up your cunt, and one up your arse you little bitch!"

"Teach you to fuck with the police!"

Syl broke into the ring and held up his badge. "Whoa, whoa, whoa guys... Chill out. She's a key witness. I'll take her in, sorry about that Mack, but you need to protect the family jewels a little better next time, huh?" He took hold of Angel's arm and gave her a glare that said, 'Don't cause any fucking trouble, or else I'll let them do whatever the hell they want!' She was respectfully quiet, but glared back at him with some strange expression of hurt and thanks. It was a really strange look, Syl did a double take, but then he had to turn back to the cops who finally let him go after a little arguing.

He hurried Angel around the nearest corner, "Angel... I stopped them because they were going to hurt you, and. I think you deserve another chance... Don't prove me wrong... Get, get the fuck outta here. I don't want to see you at another race, dance, or club until you finish college. You hear me? Get."

 

[Forever Unbreakable]

She heard the sirens and the helicopters but she had three police guys on her before she had a chance to get into her car, of course she would slam her foot in the nuts, she knew what they were thinking and she couldn't let it happen. Her eyes went wide as they voiced their thoughts and growled lowly "Sick pigs, you would think going after a underaged girl makes you fucking pedo's I could tell the head of your police force within days and your butts would be out the door and hitting the ground before you even saw it..." Growling lowly she glared at them ready to put up a fight if needed, as soon as she was about to fight them Syl came into the picture and she couldn't help but feel her heart jump and everything seemed to freeze, seeing the flash of a badge her eyes went wide and she looked to the side. Her assumptions where right, she couldn't believe it and that's why he was treating her so nicely, growling lowly as he grabbed her arm she glared up at him and hissed "Better keeps your boys or play toys under check next time, cause I promise I won't hold back on blowing their damn knee caps out.."

Going with him she looked at him as he talked and she pulled away from him "You know it's not that damn easy to get out of this shit, and even if I wanted to it to fun, much less I wouldn't trust a police anyways, after your three police fucks just threatened to rape me...God damn bastard learn your place and stay out of mine.." Taking off she ran towards one of the hideouts hoping the police didn't track any racers down, feeling her hair up on her neck she shook her head, she didn't want to bust him cause he just saved her yet she hated him cause she couldn't fight them off and show not to mess with her. Running in she looked to the side as a few guys pushed her against the wall and started to yell and threaten her, she growled lowly "Take me to the fucking boss, he needs to know something that will help him...or at least tell him how even though he hid so well he can get tracked down, HE NEEDS TO GET OUT OF THIS STATE..." The guys didn't believe her but when she yelled they took her. The door shut behind her and she looked up at him "I..I...I..I I'm sorry if the guys told you about what I did, you know how I am I like to take risks but...."

Hearing him give a deep snarl she backed up against the door "Please understand I...I..Syl was the one...he is an undercover cop..I was assuming he was cause of all the niceness towards me but he just saved me from being raped from three cops, I'm sorry I didn't tell you this before but I needed to know first, I can get to him and probably try and get your men back but I'm not sure..." Her mind raced as so much went on so quickly and soon she felt a heavy breathing against her neck, his hand sliding down her stomach and she whimpered a little as she heard him say "You have his cell, text him and say that you want to see him, lets see just how he will react when he has ten guys beating his body bloody.." Nodding lightly she pulled away and went out of the room, she knew she would be watched closely now and she wondered just how badly it would turn out. Taking her cell out she texted him 'Syl I want to see you, come to one of the hide outs, I'm afraid the guys are going to get at me and you know they know what I did with the race...I'm scared...'

She felt bad but it was payback in a certain way, she wanted him to see just how much she hated him for saving her, for caring for her so much, and she was going to give him payback in a very certain way. She saw how he had feelings for her and she would use that, and manipulate that to her advantage, she wasn't going to hurt him herself, she was just going to watch the guys hurt him and see if he begged for mercy. Even though she was only fourteen or fifteen she had a sick and twisted mind and he would find out just how sick and twisted it was, grabbing some cuffs, and some duct tape she growled lowly waiting for him to come, she would seduce him then let the guys have at him, unless he got her down first then that would be a different story. The only thing was he didn't know how to handle her, he could see other guys handle her but he was to emotional around her, and he seemed to love her instead of lust after her "Bastard let's see just how you can handle me after this" she cursed under her breath as she waited.

 

[The_PG]

Syl glanced at his cell phone in mild annoyance. He was currently filling out twenty different reports and reviewing about a hundred more as the arrests continued to pour into the holding area at one of the local gymnasiums that they were using. Everyone had to be sorted, and the low life's had to be sorted through. The ones with drugs or guns were charged, and then interviewed to see if they knew anything that could get them a reduced sentence and give the force a crack at one of the bosses. Others without charges or paraphernalia were simply released. Also on the docket were about fifty cars that were all being impounded.

Even with all of it though, Syl's mind kept flashing back to the three officers that had threatened to rape Angel. There was nothing he could do about it, they would just say they were threatening her because of what she had done to Mack. At worst one of the cops might get some counseling. Filling out three more reports just didn't seem worth it.

Finally his brain registered that the text was from Angel. He read it hurriedly, and worry crossed his face.

Immediately he jumped from his chair, flung his jacket over his shoulder holster and called, "Sarge! Get two units to follow me, tell'em to step on it pronto! I'll meet'em at fiftieth and Easton road!" Syl slipped into his ride from the race, it was still fully gassed and though out of nitro he could beat the patrol cars to Angel's location by at least five minutes in this baby. A squeal of his tires and the smell of burning rubber was all he left in his wake as he tore out of the parking lot headed for the hideout.

Syl arrived much more quietly then he'd left, cruising to a stop two blocks from the spot and slipping out of the car. He approached with his gun in his hand, and knocked on the door loudly. "Police! Open up!" He figured at this point Angel was already getting beat or raped. It didn't matter who else found out about him being an undercover. Besides it was dark and nobody would recognize him. Since there wasn't any answer he kicked the door in and clicked on his flashlight.

As he made his way through the warehouse of some sort he checked his flanks constantly, but it was hard with all the crates and boxes.

Finally on one corner he forgot to check and that was where the attack came from. He heard a rush of wind, and managed to lean away from the blow, but it still stunned him and he was unable to raise his gun before a blow from the other side of the darkness cracked his wrist and released his grasp on the iron. From then on out everything was pretty funny, blows rained from every side. Feet, fists, and knees crashed into his body from every direction. The last thing he remembered was a soft little voice, maybe even Angel's whispering in his ear as sirens approached.

"I can take care of myself, you fucking cop!"

Several months later Syl was back in the office. His face had been plastered everywhere after the mostly successful raid, and once the Captain had learned that the bosses knew his face the man wouldn't even think of putting him back on the street. Not even in a uniformed car, and he could forget about undercover work for a long, long time. It was fucked up. Syl had taken all of his vacation time and tried to get transfers to other cities, other units, and other departments. But there was nothing out there, nothing that he could do. All he knew how to do after spending so long in the underground was... Well... Be in the underground. It was so fucked up, he couldn't even write a report anymore. Not after breaking both his wrists, several fingers, and most of his ribs. At least his face was still pretty.

Not like it really helped, he didn't feel like fucking any of the pretty nurses or well wishers while he was laid up in the hospital.

He only had thoughts for Angel.

That little teenage brat.

He was going to fuck her up good. Even though the Captain had him back in the office he did get his badge, and his gun back. That was all he needed to go looking for that little cunt. And he knew the only place he'd find her was the underground. It had taken him most of his vacation time, and quite a bit of his savings, not to mention a few favors to get his ride out of the impound lot. But he'd managed to do that, and after painting it and souping it up a bit more he was back on the street. Not undercover for the city anymore, but undercover for himself.

Syl hit up every street race and every drug run he could possibly get his ears onto... Always looking for that tight ass and innocent little face.

God he wanted it bad.

He was going to do exactly what he stopped those cops from doing, and more.

 

[Forever Unbreakable]

She couldn't believe he fell for it, no she could believe he fell for it after all he loved her and cared for her to much to not know he was gonna be on the brink of death. Smirking as she heard him come in she looked at the guys and waited for the time to attack, she was no part of it but she was the one who planned it, her mind reeled knowing just how badly he was going to be pissed after but he should have known not to fuck around with her, and not to blow his fucking cover. Hearing him panting and groaning from all the pain she smirked, having him on the floor was very fun and now it would be even more fun, she leaned down and whispered what she wanted then they all bolted, by the time the cops got there she was most likely out of the state since the whole police force was going for the boss.

She still couldn't believe he fell for it and after so long of not seeing him getting revenge she smirked, she hadn't seen him but she had heard he was back, with a different car but everyone knew he wouldn't touch her, or at least that's what they thought. Closing her eyes she leaned her head to the side as she felt the guy sucking at her neck, her hands gripped at his shirt and she whimpered a little, she was sixteen now and it had been about a year or two since they saw each other, she hadn't seen him but she had a feeling he had tracked her down. Pushing the guy around she hissed lowly, her car had been impounded but the boss had given her a totally new one, a nice mustang that she was very proud of, it was her baby and she never raced it this mustang was her pride and joy. If Syl ever came around he would know right away it was her, the mustang black with a red and silver dragon entwining on the side, and a silver heart with a red sword going through it on the hood, the windows were a very tinted black and it made a little purring sound when started but when it went off it was like a roar of a dragon.

Hearing that Syl was planning to come tonight she got a slightly scared look in her eyes, she would have to watch herself and also make sure she didn't get alone with him. She knew he would probably have a gun and she also knew that he would probably want to fuck her up badly, she had done cops in before but they were smart enough not to come back after her. She was in the biggest gang around and much more she was in the gang with one of the most dangerous and smart bosses around, if she was caught with the cop she would be dead, growling lowly she checked her cell but not texts, she told everyone to look out for the guy and she hoped they would text her before he had her in his grasp.