Mysterious Racer X

Prologue - Drive Your Ambition

10 thousand. Siya pa rin.

5 thousand. Bets on him.

5 thousand. 6.

12:13 am on the clock. The race starts in a few minutes. With his modified Mitsubishi Lancer, the proud and confident racer was to take on another opponent for the night. He is racing against an owner of a Lancer EX, a later model than his.

Everybody watching on the sides took a few steps backward as the race began. Both cars revved up their engines, waiting for the signal.

Ready. Set....

The revving sounds grew louder.

Go!

Then off the two roaring vehicles went at high speeds. The empty highway went alive due to the sounds of the loud mufflers as they raced to the finish line. The old Lancer was in the lead without a sweat while the later model struggled to catch up to him. It was no contest as the old Lancer finished first while the second car arrived at the finish line just two seconds after him.

Everybody cheered for the winner as they gave him pats on the back, and people slowly pulled up their cash as either they won or lost in the racing bets that night. Aside from the many of the audiences' individual bets, the winner got massive cuts from the two races he had that night.

As everyone was about to pack up as they thought it was over, they were welcomed by an arrival of a black-colored car flashing everyone with its intense white high beam. The driver then went out of the vehicle. It was a woman wearing a black leather jacket and a black tinted racing helmet.

"I challenge you to a race up to the starting point." Came the woman's deep voice. "If I win, all your winnings go to me."

Then came a stream of loud laughter from around her. Just who was this girl? Why was she so confident?

"Grabe this girl, oh." The guy approached her. "Hoy, bago ka lang dito. Don't be so confident like you would win around these parts."

"Let's find out." Came the girl's reply.

Without another word, the guy went inside his Lancer as he warmed up the engine once again for another race. The first person to return to the starting point wins.

One of the street racing marshals then raised his hands to get the audience's attention. "Oh, one last na naman for tonight. Sino bet niyo?"

Siya pa rin.

Rookies are not allowed—2 thousand for him.

5 thousand. 6. 3. 2. 1.

Bets continued to pour in. No one placed bets for the new girl. She slowly fixed her black gloves before going back inside her black Honda Civic. From the looks of it, her car looked unmodified and still look like its stock appearance.

Sleeper siguro yan.

Talo yan, pre.

Walang mods. Parang yung headlights lang ata yung di stock.

She positioned her car just beside her opponent. She rolled down her windows. Of all the people who constantly race along that street, it was only her that wore a racing helmet. Who was this woman?

"Good luck, sir." She said to him. "and thank you in advance."

"Ang taas ng hair mo girl. Konting hiya naman diyan." He sarcastically replied.

GET READY. A shout came from the race marshal.

Both drivers revved their engines as the sound grew louder and louder by the second. People suddenly took their attention to the Honda Civic as the revving sound was solid and louder than the Lancer.