Car Chase Big Hero 6 Novels & Stories

“Three cars left that area in the last two hours. One was a purple Charger — probably a local, drug dealer most likely. One tan Cadillac. And a silver Honda Civic.” Eric leaned over him. “Where did they go?” “Charger’s in the city now — definitely not it. Cadillac went into the suburbs. The Honda took the interstate.” Our eyes met. We all said it at once. “The Honda.” The tech guy nodded and started working faster. “I’m tracking it now through exit cams.”

And she still let herself believe the arrest had ended it. Alex suddenly swore under his breath. “What?” Alicia asked. He pointed ahead. A traffic light. And two cars up at the intersection— Black SUV. Alicia’s heart stopped. “That’s them.” Alex hit the gas hard enough to throw her back against the seat. The SUV accelerated instantly. “Oh my God,” Alicia whispered. The chase exploded through the quiet streets. Horns blared. Tires screamed around corners. “Call Reyes back,” Alex ordered. “Tell her we have visual.”

Suddenly, a loud vroom ripped through the air. A sleek, flashy motorcycle sped past them. Chase’s eyes locked onto the figure on the back seat. In the dim light, his black pupils flared with anger, dark and chilling. “Chase them!” “You got it!” Zane slammed the accelerator. The supercar shot forward like a rocket. Usually effeminate, Zane’s adrenaline surged in critical moments, driving the car like a spaceship. Soon, they closed in on the Harley ahead. One in front, one behind—they refused to yield.

But soon I realized I was being followed. The car tailed dangerously close, then pulled alongside. Two masked men raised guns. Bullets struck the back of my car, but the Goddess had guided me—tonight I had chosen the bulletproof Chiron. With my werewolf reflexes and a machine built for 304 mph, I pushed harder. Minutes felt eternal. Still, they chased. Just as Moonstone City neared, I mindlinked my patrol. Rusty was on duty. Howls rang through the night as one bullet finally struck a tire.

She is kidding right? I explained how I was able to escape using the Aventador, and how the FJ Cruisers were closing up to me at a relatively high speed during the life or death chase. Although my greatest dismay was the speed at which they were closing up on my BEAST!. Which is not meant to be because, my car is the fastest on the planet. "Stop!... Are you saying they had cars that could catch up to you?." "Yes." I replied and nodded quietly. At that moment there was a nano second ultra silence in the living room and then the next thing we heard was the shattering of glasses caused by bullets.

Why else would the penalty be “a mutt of a driver?” Javier instantly agreed. “Sure. If you want to shake you *ss so badly, let’s do it.” It was just throwing away some money. A game he had played during his childhood. He thought that it would be a good way to reminisce about his childhood fun. Two cars—a Mercedes-Benz G63 and a Mustang 5.0T—zoomed toward the real estate agency with their engines roaring. They competed against each other to be in the lead. Javier was leading far ahead with his 2.6 ton 4.0T Mercedes-Benz G63 using his brilliant driving skills.

The guy clearly has a serious jealous streak, and anger issues, I thought as Jesse and I ran for the door. Once outside, we both turned and saw Chase with a face like thunder, catching up to us fast. But strangely, rather than being worried, Jesse just let out a deep chuckle. "Do you have a car?" I yelled out. "Yeah, it's over there," he said, pointing to a BMW i8 Roadster. It was a dark grey in color, with an electric blue line along the side and around the grill. I yanked on his hand and pulled him as I ran as fast as I could towards his car.

Amy wished there were more levitating cars on the highway so she wouldn’t have to avoid them. When she rotated the steering wheel, the Camaro obeyed her orders. The muscle car roared along the shoulder of the highway with its wide racing tires kicking up gravel. Amy barely avoided crashing into the beige Lexus that turned in front of her. She swerved back onto the highway, punching the throttle and sending the muscle car back into a high RPM. Amy tried to stay calm, but she knew that she only had twenty minutes to rescue her child from a moving bomb. Amy’s stomach twitched when she realized she was on a coastal highway pursuing a 7-ton bomb on wheels. The realization that her little boy was

ZARIA 100: “Get in!” he shouted. More shots rang out from above as we rushed toward the truck. We jumped inside, and Big Chen slammed his foot down on the accelerator without looking back. The truck roared forward, tires screeching as we sped through the streets. Cars swerved out of our path, horns blaring loudly. I glanced back and saw another vehicle chasing us, gaining speed. Big Chen did not panic. He took a sudden sharp turn into a narrow street that only locals would know. The pursuing car tried to follow but lost control on the tight corner and crashed into a pole with a loud metallic crash.

I aim at the car upfront and shoot at the tyres. " Careful , lover. Today is our first day together" Chase says as he handles the wheel. The car jerk backwards and slam itself on another car. The two cars increases it's pace and the driver pulls out their guns. " Oh shit." I sit back on the car at once. " Bend down." He tells me. I cover one ear and made sure I'm not open for any shot. I see the bridge close by and i don't know why I feel relieved. They continue to shoot at the car as Chase overtakes every other cars. When the shooting stops , I stand back up and shoot at both cars making sure both driver and passenger don't survive.