Final Drive (pg 13) {COMPLETE}

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Part 1: The Challenge

Bill Kaulitz, car enthusiast. Sure his fans may not have believed it, but big brother Tom it was just another great conversation piece. "69 Dodge Charger, Thing of beauty."
Bill said his fingers running across the pearl black hood. "Modified Charger." Bill looked over his shoulder where the voice came from, the owner. "Really pop the hood lets see." Tom said. He complied with the request, sure enought the engine sooped up, by a V8, Tourque chip, & Nitro tank. "Old street racer, giving up the trade." the owner said stepping out of the car.

"Why?" Tom asked as Bill continued to study the engine
"When you almost lose whats important you realize, It's not worth it." he said. "Sean Draven"
"Bill Kaulitz, My brother Tom, How much?" Bill said introducing himself & Tom shutting the hood.
"4 grand"

Bill pulled Tom over to the side, "What do you think?" he asked quitely
"Your getting a pretty sweet deal. Go for it!"
"Look give me an autograph for my little sister & It'll be 1 grand."
"I'll take it." Bill said

With the title in his hand, Bill & Tom headed home. It was late & Tom had been playing the blasted computer sense they come home, Bill open the door, "Umm could I play on my computer now?" Tom nodded & got up grabbing his guitar on the way out. "I'm gonna play on the deck" he said Bill nodded starting his favorite game. Bill lost track of time playing, He decided to check on Tom, he headed outside. "Tom? Tomi?" he called, that was when he noticed a piece of paper there on the table, his name on it, he open it up with some URL written on it, With "Follow the link to get him back alive."

Bill was offiacally spooked, He hurried his computer typing up the address. A gut wrenching message popped up.

Good evening Mr. Kaulitz,

Great to have you online, I understand you enjoy cars, In that case I have a challenge for you. You have 24 hours to win a race on this Website then a an actual street race with myself tomorrow night. That is if you want your brother Thomas back. Alive. & In case you don't believe me click the link below.
The Iv bag in the live feed of your brother, is a poison, He will recive the antidote only when you beat me, both times.

Lets Race
Bill click the link below the message, He began to sob at the sheer sight, Tom was in what looked to be a hostpital bed, he had never seen Tom look so close to death in his life. He had to save him, He had to.

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Part 2: Winning is Always Good

Bill's hand pounded the desk again, he had lost count of how many times in the past 6 hours he had lost to this psycopath.

'Theres gotta be another way' he thought the game was in intermintance, giving Bill another much need break. He glanced down at the car satsitics at the bottom of the screen it showed how much cash he had won through points he had earned with jumps, air, passes, & placement when he crossed the finish line.

So far he was up to $17,000, That was when he noticed at the top of the screen a tab labled 'shop' clicking on it his jaw dropped at the varitey of things that incressed transmition, handling, & speed. He skimmed through them most locked unless he bought the first one.

Speed was his first instinct, it cost him 10 grand. He clicked to the second level, '******' He thoought 20 grand. maybe he could do more jumps & crap.
The race was starting, & right off the start he began accelerating almost right up to the 2nd postion, the twists, turns, & jumps kept inching him closer to the top spot one or twice actuly taking the postion but then crashing dropping him back.

In the end he had earned 9 grand he smiled as the game went into intermitance again allowing him to in crease the speed this time but twice this time upping his speed quite well. But not enough to win him the next race.

Bill groaned, exausted he had been at this crap for almost 8 hours. But the sight of his brother of in the corner still on camera looking much more sick than earlier, that was his strength & energy. No fan would even recogize him, his dreads were completely out & at the risk of sounding gay it was quite beautiful.

Bill rolled his eyes he lost again, this time raking in 16 grand he bought a nitro kit the incressed his speed even more. He was getting closer to winning part one of this bull****. & with luck during the next race he had won.

He smiled jotting down the address 147 s. montgomery st. 7:30 "Hold on Tom I'm comming!"
He prayed.

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wow! this **** would've scared the **** outta me!

good ff! continue

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Bill hurried down the stairs, grabbing his keys he need to see what else Sean could equip the charger with to win the street race in a few hours.

He jumped opening the door, Georg & Gustav standing there. "Where are you going?" Georg asked with a funny look on his face.
"Gotta get something done to the car."
"You just bought it." Gustav said as the two followed him & continued
"Why do you need something done?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
"Try me." Georg said
"I can't I have to go!"
"What's going on & where's Tom?" that question from Gustav was the kicker, trying despratly to hold back tears Bill told what happen his voice craking at almost every word he spoke.

Georg grabbed the keys "I'm driving you get in the back."
Bill nodded guiding him to Sean's, once there he explained everything, but this time Bill couldn't help but cry. He was scared as ****, knowing at any second the nut job could increase the poison dosage or slit Tom's throat.

Crashed out on the couch Sean looked over, "There's a blanket behind that couch." he said watching Gustav trying to cover Bill up with his jacket.
"Why would someone be doing this?" Gustav asked after pulling the covers up to Bill's neck.
"Don't know, All I know is I'm going to get another car out back & we'll go to a local track see how he does in this mother****er. He should bee able to beat me pretty easily."

A few hours till the race, Sean had gotten permission to a local speed track, taking Bill there to test out the upgrades. After 6, 4 lap races Bill had beat Sean 4 times. Bill was ready to take him on,but continued to race Sean, till time to
race & win Tom back.

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Bill stood there impatiently waiting on his opponent, praying he had brought Tom with him. The road was deserted & quite, but it wasn't a straight one.

"Dead men's drive, lot of accidents out here." Sean said.
"Let me guess, you've raced here?" Gustav asked.
"This is prime real estate for street racing." Sean said sitting in his car, Georg hanging out the window as Gustave stood out side, leaned against Sean's car.

A car was coming up, dark red, 78 Impala, It pulled up next to Bill. A window cracked open.
"Bill Kaulitz?"
"Is he with you? Let me see him."
a back window rolled down, there in the back seat crashed out a breathing mask covering his face, He looked so awful, pale, fragile, this wasn't the Tom he knew & loved.
"Hold on, Tomi." he said as the window rolled up.

A skimpily dressed girl stepped out a flag in her hand. "Get in your car." he instructed. Bill did so pulling up next to him, "1 lap, turn around at South mile Dr."
he nodded. Sean's chest tightened he knew this road too well, South mile, was deathtrap!

Bill glanced over "Lets get this over with ." He heard as the girl held up the flag,
Bill's heart pounded praying nothing would happen to Tom in the back seat. As engines revved the girl dropped the flag.

Bill & the other driver were right side by side for a few moments, when the other pulled out in front of him, Bill pressed hard on the gas, pulling up in front of him.
A sharp turn was ahead, Bill pressed harder on the gas, the turn was followed by another sharp turn in the other direction. Bill kept the pedal to the metal, coming up a hill gaining a lot of speed he became air-born, & braced himself coming down on the road. Bill smacked his head on the roof but ignored the pain, as he came upon another turn this one was harder, hairpin sharp. Bill held on with all his might the pedal still pinned to the floor board. Bill came upon a road sign 'South mile Dr.' Bill whipped around quickly, almost flipping his car as he headed back to the start. He again became air-born on the hill, almost to the finish line his angry opponent pulled out in front of Bill his car be came air-born flipping on its top behind Bill as he crossed the finish line.

Georg, Gustav, & Sean raced over opening the back door pulling Tom from the back, & Carried him safely to Sean's car as his opponents exploded & caught fire.
Bill raced to his brothers side, pulling the mask from his face. That was when Bill noticed his necklace. On it a syringe with the cover still over the needle, Bill pulled it from Tom's neck, pulled the cover off, injecting the antidote in through the gauze on Tom's hand.

"Please be OK Tomi, Please be OK."
Bill begged holding him close.

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Woah snap.

Strange killer drugs.

Tokio hotel.

And cars.

Doesn't get much better than that.

I'm hooked already.

*goes off to watch the fast and teh furious movies*

My secret passion...

cars. hot rods.

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Part 5 : Thankful *FINAL*

He held him close, Tom was still sleeping. Bill was just grateful he was even alive. The poison had been a rat poison the doctors we amazed at the minimal damage it did. The only set back so far was not all of Tom strength was back, But the doctors did have him on therapy & said it would all return in time.

Simone stuck her head in smiling at the sight, he was back to normal all except his strength & the butt load of antibiotics the had him on. He slowly began to wake, His dark eyes glanced around unaware he had even fallen asleep.

"You've been out for awhile." Simone said as he wiped the sleep from his eyes. "How long exactly?" he asked sitting up yawning. "bout 3 hours Tomi." Bill said as he rested back against Bill's chest.
"Hungry?" Tom nodded at the question as he waited for the rest of what strength he had to wake up his body. Simone nodded & headed to the kitchen to make something for him.

"How many times have I told you thank you for saving my life ?" Tom ask, Bill chuckled. " I lost count." Tom chuckled "Well again, thank you."
"Any Time, but you know this isn't going to get you out of your strength therapy after you eat right?"
"******!" he said.