FIERTE, VITESSE ET VISIONS
Even after Kazunori's defeat, the Vision Gran Turismo Project has found a new benefactor, under the management of none other than Alan Long. The Dream Alliance's war takes to another level.
Meanwhile, a rising star in racing makes his name known all over Europe, raising the eyebrows of even the most decorated of all racers. He, too, will be drawn to the tides of war.
All the pieces head to the new battleground - the 24 Hours of Le Mans. Which one shall prevail?
Page 1: France's Trump Card
Location: MI6 Headquarters, London, UK
Time: 3 pm, two weeks later
Rob has entered in the headquarters, in his usual executive attire. One problem though, he has debris all over his blazer, but he brushes them off like nothing has ever happened. He has to look presentable if he is to report from his mission, even if that was a dangerous task. Some of the other employees and agents take notice of his arrival, but they are used to his air of coolness.
For one final touch, he re-aligns his necktie. He gets inside his superior's room, all looking neat.
Conrad: "On the dot. As expected from you, Agent Hatch."
Rob: "Here."
Rob takes out a flash drive from his pocket, and it may seem that the task of acquiring data was a back-breaking effort... well, bone-breaking if to be specific.
Conrad: "You went through the explosions and rubble all for this cheeky little device."
Rob: "And some men, of course. Had a nice workout with them. Still, all the classified data stolen from one of our headquarters is worth beating up for. Just to make things easier for you, the rogue agent is already in custody. He's in the interrogation room if you wish to speak to him."
Conrad: "That was quick. But I gotta commend you for that. However, aren't you supposed to tackle the Vision Gran Turismo Project? Did Kazunori Yamauchi provide assistance as he promised?
Rob: "He had sent me e-mails regarding everything he knows. Right now, I'm preparing my team for the upcoming 24 Hours of Le Mans in a few months. Obviously, we'd encounter Alan."
Conrad: "That Alan kid. You must act on him before he gets on our nerves."
Rob: "No problem. We are already on his nerves. It's gonna be fun."
Conrad: "Your mission is top priority. Fun can lead to compromise."
Rob: "Worry nothing. Because I've got everything covered. I think the rogue agent cannot wait to see you, sir. I'll be taking my leave."
With permission, Rob heads out and returns to his desk. He stretches his arms and crackle his fists. He then twists his neck, just to get back in his usual top form after that mission. As usual, his colleague Mark strikes a chat.
Mark: "Hey, you still have the debris on the left shoulder."
Rob: "I'm going home after this, anyway. I'll have this dry cleaned on the way."
Mark: "So, any plans for the weekend?"
Rob: "Training my beloved half-brother. And that's it."
Mark: "Another race? I'm jealous as to how you can focus on two things, racing and MI6."
Rob: "Just have an open mind, and set priorities. That's all."
Mark: "Aren't you going to be a father soon? That makes it three."
Rob: "Priorities, Mark. Priorities."
Rob takes off his blazer and places it on his chair's backrest. He still has a lot to do, even if there's just two hours left before the end of work.
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Location: Silverstone Circuit
Time: 4 pm, Saturday
Oh hello, and it's a rainy day again. It was sunny a few days ago! That's UK for you. It cannot make up its mind as to how it will portray its mood.
Rob is once again supervising Owen's practice. It's normal to have a slow lap time, given the circumstances. Owen is still grasping the Bentley Speed 8's performance.
Takuma: "Looks like this rain will never stop."
Rob: "Impeccable timing, actually. What if it rained on Le Mans? Owen has to be prepared."
Maria: "Times like these, sometimes I would want to go to Portugal for the weekend just to enjoy the sun."
Rob: "Lovely idea."
I'm imagining the stress Owen is going through right now. Rain, 900 horsepower, rear-wheel drive, and turbocharged. What a combo. It's something to be dreaded upon in Le Mans. You can never control the weather.
Maria: "So... who will be the drivers for the FIA WEC and Le Mans? Did Hiroyuki-san come up with the list already?"
Rob: "For this time around, I did. And all he did was to approve it."
Takuma: "Calling the shots now, huh?"
Rob: "Not really. I have to fulfill a promise... and Owen is also part of it. That is why I'm being rough on him for now."
Rob: "This will make Owen grow exponentially. The KTM X-Bow would only help a little. He has to try different things."
A little, huh? Hey, that tiny beast slaughtered everything it encountered on its path, you know? It also brought Owen to where he is right now! You can't just dismiss it! You own one!
But for you to say that, I guess you do have a point. Driving the same car over and over can hamper one's progress indeed.
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Location: Toulouse, France
Time: 5 pm, the next day
The next day, weather became fine, at the mainland Europe that is. A Sunday Cup is being held in a small racetrack in Toulouse, France.
The chrome blue
Peugeot RCZ makes a quick work to its competition. It's obviously modified to have an edge over the others.
Meanwhile, at one of the pit garages, a team director responsible for that RCZ watches in satisfaction. He is a middle-aged man named
Stephan DuBois. However, he has guests that just arrived, and they're none other than of Nina and Adrian Hanne. The latter now has prosthetic legs, but Nina still assists him at times in walking.
Nina: "Good afternoon, Mr. Stephan DuBois. We are sorry for our tardiness."
Stephan: "Ohhhhh, you must be the new driver."
Adrian: "Yes, she decided to carry on my dreams."
Stephan: "Hehehehehehe... and you. That's a face I haven't seen in ages. Your sister has shown promise. Her skills complement with my other driver currently racing."
Adrian: "Who is he, if I may ask?"
Stephan: "You should know. He's very popular here in mainland Europe, and continues making a name for himself."
Adrian just giggles, a sign of familiarity towards that driver in question.
Stephan: "All the racing teams in France were trying their best to get hold of his talents. But I was quite surprised that he is the one that personally came to me. I was honored, of course, and immediately recruited him. That young man has a dynamic combo... with that amazing physique, spiky blonde hair and a face that never cease to amaze women."
Nina: "
Louis Montagny. Dubbed as "The Blue Streak" in the racing circles."
Adrian: "Seeing his achievements lately, and having witnessed his skill personally, I can't help but compare him to the likes of...
...those from the Dream Alliance. His level probably matches theirs."
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