Autonomopocolypse

Chapter 1

I feel myself come to. It's cold so I curl up in my blanket. I check the time and I struggle to get out of bed. It's a school day, fucking great. I finish getting ready and I stand at the bus stop. I decide to take the bus this time because I’m feeling a bit lazy. The yellow bus pulls up silently and opens up. There isn't a driver. It's all electronically controlled and it's autonomous just like everything else on the road. I'm wearing one of my team racing shirts that was passed on from my great-grandfather. He was a racing driver when driving was still a thing. It was a NISMO shirt from racing in the World Endurance Championship. He hoped till his final days that the art of racing will stay as it always has. I keep it alive, though through underhanded means. I race as if I were in the past with petrol powered beasts driven by the bravest men. Pushing the cars and competing against each other to see who is the best. I sit down. I'm a bit of a weirdo to most, being a kid who's yearning for the days of racing drivers battling it out on the world stage. Screw looking forward to furthering technology for a more advanced future. I just listen to music waiting to get the day over with. Suddenly at one of the stops a girl sits next to me. I scoot over to let her sit next to me. Her light blue hair goes past her shoulders to her chest. She turns to me and looks at me with her light blue eyes. I don't hear her over my music but I do see her soft smooth lips form the words "Thank you."
I smile and nod at her. I look out the window distantly throughout the ride. We finally arrive and I go in and make my way to my locker. I open it and put my Ferrari beanie away. I go to chemistry class. I see the girl I saw on the bus earlier on. The teacher let's us pick our lab partners. I'm not really friends with anyone in that class. The girl seems to not really have anyone either so by default we become partners. She is pretty. White skin with no acne, no imperfections. She's skinny and today she's wearing a wearing a white tank top and black jean shorts. Zebra stripe stockings run from her mid thigh into a pair of Converse. She comes over and sits next to me. Her name is Alex. 
"So you're name is Ray, nice to meet you," She smiles.
I stutter, being the shy guy I am.
"Y-yes, nice to meet you too."
I smell a nice aroma as she scoots close to me. If I weren’t taken I’d really want to date her. I’m a bit socially awkward in general though. I'm disconnected from most and I stay within my friend group who are a part of the same guild as I am in the street racing scene. Groups of drivers create guilds. Kinda like racing teams in motorsports. It's less complex though and we're all drivers. Guilds become more and more well known through their drivers. Ours is made up of teenagers ranging from sixteen year olds to twenty two year olds, I'm in the middle at seventeen years. I sit with my main two friends during lunch. We go about our usual business, nerding out about cars. 
"By the way, my brother Jake is joining our guild," Zach mentions.
"Oh cool, does he have a car already?" I ask.
"Yeah he finished building a 70' Dodge Challenger," He answers.
"He built it?" I ask.
“You’ll see.” He answers.
The bell rings so we get up. He stands fifteen centimetres taller than I do at 180 centimetres. I'm only 165 centimetres. He also weighs eighty kilos as opposed to my forty eight. After school I ride my bike to our hideout. I go upstairs to my room and put my stuff down. Suddenly I feel the ground shake. 
"What the fuck?!" I yell.
I open the door and I see Zach.
"Hey Ray, this is my younger brother Jake," He introduces.
I walk out and see a massive buff guy. I look up to see his gorgeous face, beautiful blue eyes and long flowing blonde hair. He seems to be about 203 centimetres tall. 
"Wow you're fucking short," Jake says with a low rumbling voice.
I turn to Zach.
"How old did you say he was again?" I ask.
"Fifteen." He says.
"Is this guy on pure steroids or something?!" I exclaim with a very confused look on my face.
"I'm the Heeeeeee Maaaannnnn!" Jake yells as he flexes his muscles and tears his shirt to reveal a massive muscular chest.
"This is unreal," I murmur to myself, then I ask, "So mind showing me your car?" 
"Sure," He agrees. 
I follow him outside where I find 1970 Dodge Challenger as Zach mentioned. It's a full plastic body. 
"I need to fill it up real quick," He says.
He goes to the boot and pulls out a bottle of moonshine.
"But that's just a bottle of moonshine," I point out.
He pours it in then starts the car.
"Wait that runs on moonshine?" I question.
"Yeah," He says.
"How?" I ask.
"Magic!" He loudly whispers as he flexes his muscles again.
"What in the hell?" I wonder.
I walk over to the front and he shows me the engine. It's a massive eight cylinder engine arranged in a V shape. 
“It’s a twelve litre V8,” He says.
“That thing is as big as a king sized bed!” I blurt out.
"Hey Ray, I got something awesome to show you," Zach calls out.
I walk over to see what he wants to show me.
"Wassup?" I say.
"Sit in the passenger's seat, I have something cool to show you," He smirks.
"Okay,"
I sit in the passenger's side in a red BRIDE bucket seat.
"So what's so cool tha-" 
"Ejecto seato cuz!" He interrupts by yelling.
The seat shoots up and I hit my head on the ceiling.
"Argh fuck!" I yelp.
I land and I fall over in the seat and I end up halfway on the ground and my waist down still in the seat in the car. I roll out of it.
"You forgot to add an opening you dumbass," I growl as I hold my head in pain.
"Oh heh yeah sorry, I forgot," He responds.
I sit on the couch in the main area on the ground floor, holding ice on my head. 
"You should add a sunroof next time, no one will notice anything suspicious about it that way," I suggest when talking about the ejector seat. 
Dakota walks in, he stands about 175 centimetres tall and has short brown hair and wears black spectacles.
"Another guild has challenged us," He announces.
"Which one?" We both ask in unison.
"The Royal Jackals, they have a bunch of supercars," He explains.
"I accept the challenge," Zach immediately agrees.
"Seems like this'll be fun," I shrug.
"Okay I'll tell them," Dakota says.