Takuma Gaiden II: Road to America (Pt. 2) - Page 31: LFA's Song

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I'll say; I know Yuki has his pride as the fastest racer in the downhill to uphold, but he is not aware that deep within Louis lives a beast that thrives on crushing strong opponents... Rob learned that the hard way, Yuki.

...do you want to learn that in the same way? :scared:
 
Page 8: The Return of Zephyr






So a man who has the same age as Toru just randomly showed up and challenged me because "I came along"? What have I done to provoke him?


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But the way he speaks, and that coldness... it reminded me of my old self. How did I get the Zephyr name?



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First impressions? He's quite good. The CR-Z is surprisingly fast. I thought it's just a marketing gimmick of being concerned with the environment while adding sportiness.




Sorry though, I have no intention of being intimidated. A fight is a fight.



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That was the only philosophy I relied on back then...



One incident changed the course of my life, and led me to the path of darkness.




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It was a weekend. Saturday to be specific. I got a call from one of my racing friends. The way he sounded on that phone call was an alarming tone from his voice.


Then the next words crumbled my heart. "Pierre was taken out".


So naturally I was shocked... and worried. I rushed to the scene, and what I only saw was a wrecked Corvette with the paramedics carrying the lifeless Pierre to the ambulance. I rushed, and with the team simply driving me away, I then followed them to the hospital.


Upon arriving, I can only wait at the hospital's lobby. After an hour or so, the doctor arrived, and delivered the grim news:



"I'm sorry to say this... but he has passed on. If you can inform his family, please do so."



It... tore me apart. My best friend and partner in crime. He also left me, like what my father did.


Who did this? Anger immediately sunk in. Who took him out?! Pierre deserves justice. He's no more diabolical than a terrorist!



The answer came in a week later, as a group of racers informed me of someone named "Fate". That codename will turn out to be the one I'll dread forever.


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Whoever raced him said that Fate drives a red Ferrari Enzo, but always has an unassuming tactic.



He takes out the racers in a way very familiar to us. He's no Racer.



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But he's a Cop. He simply went under the radar to take out some of the most wanted racers in Redview County. He employs ruthless tactics, and simply has no regard for life.






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Even Human Rights activists would oppose to his tactics. Some even protested the damages caused by the street racing police units across the county. The cops have increased their presence because of him. Because of that, our side needed a beacon.



And they chose me. The fate and the lives of the entire Racer community all lie to me. Hence, I took the name Zephyr...




Zephyr, defined as a light wind. But I should modify that for a bit. A light wind is always unassuming, then a storm must follow. It reflects my style perfectly. That would be the name that will be engraved on me forever. A name that strikes fear to either Racer or Cop in the county.





And you, Fate...





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We've clashed numerous times, until we took each other out two years ago. I thought all along I have finally escaped from your grasp, and lived as a free and changed man.






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Now that you've returned, and kept on chasing me, it's time...





...for us to clash once again! The storm shall return!!!




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Yuki: "Wha...?! What is this feeling?! It's so sudden! It's a surge...




...of madness! It's like he's trying to kill me!"





Sorry boy, I'm afraid I'm going to be too rough on you. There's no use for me in hiding anymore. This anger that kept within me for years has awakened once more.




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Allow me to demonstrate. A little nudge for starters...




Yuki: "Why you...!!! He actually pushed me!"








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You should be honored. At least you will see...









...why I was once Redview County's Most Wanted Racer!










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Page 9: The Reign of Zephyr (Part I)




The anger and rage that were once kept at bay surfaced back. There's no reason for me to hide anymore. Fate has returned? Then so am I... as Zephyr.



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Yuki: "What's that evil energy emanating? It's filled with pure madness!"




I kinda feel too bad though, that I have to pour out some of my anger to that innocent challenger. But there was a provocation from his part.



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I am setting a very large gap. Mind you, I'm a foreigner who drove this very road only for a few times. Perhaps this somehow reminds me of Redview County too, as it also has a share of mountainous roads.



Yuki: "Unbelievably fast... I can't risk my CR-Z or else I'll end up understeering."





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Yuki: "Hehehehehehehehe.... why would I be so intimidated? I actually found someone who..."





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Yuki: "...shares the same madness as I have. You got me now, but the next time we meet... heh... it will be a death race!"





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Yuki: "Finally... an opponent who I can truly trifle with! Let's play with our lives in our next bout."







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To resume the story, maybe you're wondering what I did two years ago as I step in as the ruler of the streets of Redview. Everyone sees me as a beacon of hope. I was like the Robin Hood of the streets.


Even the bystanders and residents do not approve of the increasingly brutal tactics employed by the police, as the RCPD caused more damage in their activities than we Racers do.


All because of you, Fate... even the entire country turned against you.



Now, probably you're curious as to where our winnings went... and here it is. I had to make my voice and intentions louder. For them to be possible, a faster and more aggressive car is in order.




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It's a 2nd-hand Lamborghini Murcielago SV. No wing, though... since the previous owner did not specify it in the options list. Anyway, I did some tinkering in it for the purpose. I'm all set, then.




First order of business - a protest.



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We staged a street race with the help of sympathizers, at the center of Redview where the cops have the strongest presence.




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It was for the purpose of letting the RCPD know that we're not backing down, and their brutal tactics won't intimidate us. Even if lives would be lost, we will take this battle on a grand scheme.



The plan worked, as the RCPD increased their presence further the following day. They want to play ball. Heh...






One day, though... someone arrived in a random fashion. He's French as well, named Baptiste LaCoste.


He actually understands my plight, but then offered me a much better proposition - to be a race car driver. Upon hearing it, I felt that it's a step much higher. The world seeing what I can do? Perfect.


But first...








...I have to take down Fate. Maybe by doing so, I'll be a changed man. Even my uncle and aunt were starting to suspect on me, and worry a lot more. My future has come close to be deranged because of what I'm doing.



I shouldn't be like this... and I thought back then that my father would scold me if he was still alive.




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Page 10: The Reign of Zephyr (Part II):






Baptiste LaCoste, a racing team chief who had known my exploits came to me. Impressed with my skill, he offered me a spot to his racing team.



Hmmmm... maybe it could give an opportunity to cool down for a bit. I can't keep on facing the heat for far too long.



So I returned to Paris, and not much has changed since I left. But unfortunately I wasn't allowed to do side trips since I had to race the following day. It's time to put my unorthodox street racing style on the track, and see if it works.




That old man Baptiste would also turn out to be the person I loathe... well, you already know why.





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So far, the challenge is to smoke all those modern French cars using an old-school Alpine A110 1600S. Simply put, it's a French Porsche 911.






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Interesting... it's pretty agile, and can run rings around modern cars. Whenever I turn the wheel, the car reacts accordingly.






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Hehehehehehe... you're quite... boring. Are all orthodox methods too predictable? You have to keep your opponent guessing if you wish to win!







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See? Even a street racer would survive in a controlled environment such as a race track. Perhaps though, I could have a better future here.



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I won the race, by a landslide. The audience are surprised that a racer that came out of nowhere prevailed against those who had track day experience.



That old man Baptiste praised me afterwards. Give credit to what's due. And a large pay came afterwards. Oh... so the professional league has a much higher payout? Hmph, no wonder F1 drivers own villas or even have their personal yacht docked at the south of France.






While having a wonderful rest in the hotel, it was suddenly cut off as I got a phone call from one of my allies in Redview. He said this alarming quote:



"Redview is in danger! We need you, Zephyr! Fate took advantage of your absence!"



It's time to spring back to action. I will be heading back to Canada after this, anyway. My next race is far off. Surprisingly, Baptiste gave me the permission and I flew back to Quebec immediately.




Upon my return, things came in like a tidal wave...




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Apparently, every suspected street racer is treated with the most aggressive action from the RCPD. Basically, the war has gotten too brutal. Even the neophytes are afraid to make their names known.



I was being chased by a helicopter. How cute.






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Sure, they are much faster, but they gobble up fuel like a triathlete.




Aerial Spike Strips? They're lame for a gift...






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Is this how you play, Fate? You disappoint me.






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No matter. You called me out, and I'll come for sure.





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I was ready... and Fate was waiting.





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Then the next...





...wait, how did that turn out? My mind became blank. Why can't I recall our showdown?






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Location: Louis' home, Nishi-Shinjuku, Tokyo
Time: 8 pm


I still cannot remember everything from that point on. Why? What's wrong with me? I already went out home to get dinner and I still cannot recall a thing when I returned.






My mind's messed up. Oddly, why can't I remember that fateful day? And no, there's no pun intended. The last I remembered was when I got out of the hospital after that coma.




Ugh... sorry guys... This is a peculiar case of amnesia.


However...


...a doorbell ring? I don't expect a visitor! But let me take a look.










And upon opening...






...that red suit and helmet! ROUGE!!! HOW THE HELL HAVE YOU FOLLOWED ME?!




Rouge: "Doumo!!! Is that how you say "hi" in Japanese? Hmmm.. maybe I should brush up more."




Louis: "What are you doing here?!"



Rouge: "Hey hey hey! Don't be alarmed. I have no weapons or anything. Remember, I'm your shadow. A shadow always sticks, am I right?"



Louis: "Not unless light is removed."




Rouge: "True, but you can't stay in the dark for far too long, like what you're doing right now. Plus, with today's technology, it's easy to track down someone. Even the hardest of criminals can now be caught. Simply put, you must have turned off your phone's Location Services feature.



Well, I have a purpose for showing up this time. There will be no nonsense whatsoever. I've been waiting for this very moment!



Feast your eyes, Louis Montagny..."







He then takes off his helmet, and next thing that happened...





...I gasped, literally.









HE LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE ME!!!



I trembled, and I just sat down in fear. Why??? What is this? What's going on? Am I dreaming? Apart from the silver hair styled similarly to mine and with red eyes, every single detail of his face matches mine!!!





Rouge shows an evil grin next, while I sit on the mat trembling in fear like a terrified toddler.




Rouge: "What's wrong? Why get scared looking at a mirror? I'm your carbon copy, a clone. Though to set us apart a bit, my eyes are red, but they're not contact lenses. That's how I got the "Rouge" name, get it?





Awwww man... your reaction is just priceless! Haha! I never thought the mighty Louis Montagny will cower in fear!"






How could this be? Someone touched my body and grabbed my DNA?! I NEED AN EXPLANATION!!!







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Page 11: Attack of the Clone




Location: A hotel in Shinjuku



Meanwhile, Rob is talking to his superior Conrad. He is currently being briefed with the latest information about the identity of Rouge.


Upon hearing the testimony, Rob simply shows a little smile on his face instead of gasping. After all, Rob always looks for fun ways to accomplish his missions, regardless of the danger he may face.





Rob: "Heh... looks like the plot thickens. Now we have a lead. All right, I ought to inform him right away."




He turns off the lights and exits from his room. He then gets in Takanori's Aventador that was loaned to him.




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Rob: "Quite a shocking development, if you ask me..."



He then flips up the cover on the center dash and presses the starter button that pays homage to stealth fighter planes. The V12 engine roars and its cry can be heard by everyone around the area.





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Location: Louis' home, Nishi-Shinjuku




A shadow.... now turned into a mirror image of myself....



How come? I was a guinea pig? I want answers! All I could right now is stare at Rouge, obviously very happy with his revelation.




Rouge: "What's wrong? I thought you're all high and mighty. Heh... is my face too much for you? What do you think of me? SOME SORT OF A MONSTER?!



I'm not going to eat you, you know? So sit back and relax, as I will tell you a bedtime story, so that you can sleep through the night!



Where should I start? Ah! Your epic confrontation with Fate two years ago!"





HOW COME?! HOW COME HE CAN REMEMBER THAT?!




Rouge: "That was a battle that shall be remembered for eternity. It took place in the wonderful scenery of Redview County. Who could have thought the breathtaking views and the grandeur of nature would turn out to be a battleground for just two people? Man, both of you are insane! You even got the attention the entire Canadian populace!



Both of you exhausted everything you got. In the end though... it was a draw. You were sent to a hospital, lifeless for the months to come, while Fate was dishonorably dismissed by the RCPD. Technically, he won. But... you were the clear winner in terms of technique and how you managed to even take the lives of some men in uniform dedicated to put you behind bars. Bravo!




And enter old man Baptiste. Do you know that he lied to you all along, so that this moment is to happen? He knows everything about my origins. He was interested in the nanoparticle technology administered by the FIA for every new racer coming in. Then there was this secret rivalry between scientists that he caught wind of. Apparently, there was a group of scientists in Germany who intended to come up with a robot who shall be the ultimate race car driver based on the nanoparticles. Of course, someone is to oppose them along the way, and enter these dedicated five French scientists. Same concept, but they are to make a human clone instead.


And guess who volunteered to look for a prime candidate... BAPTISTE LACOSTE. So, recognizing your rather godly abilities, he simply went to you while you lie down like a vegetable, and asked the nurses to take your blood sample. Of course, we all know what runs in our blood, right? DNA and Nanoparticles."





So Baptiste took my DNA without permission? This is entirely crazy! I can't bear to hear any more words!




Rouge: "Then... the sample was submitted in exchange for a high sum. Baptiste is that desperate. The scientists toiled day and night. They were happy to see progress, but that was not to last long.


My growth inside that tube suddenly came into a halt. They tried every method of reviving me and further my growth, but they saw it as a lost cause. So they gave up and shut down the facility.


But little did they know, that the progress suddenly resumed the moment the lights shut off. For two years... I was gradually being completed.


And then months ago... Bam! I became complete, but rather empty inside. I came out of the tube, without any form of clothing. And so I ventured out to the world, and it so happened that Baptiste was concerned about the project and accidentally found me. He shared to me his frustrations of losing you, and ordered me to keep an eye out on you in secret.



Though deep down, I am empty... even now. Tell me Louis, how does it feel being real? Is it good? People see you as the real one. While I... am merely a carbon copy of you. But that doesn't mean I'm nowhere as great as you.


For you see, the nanoparticles inside me recorded every single muscle and brain function at their highest form especially when you dueled Fate two years ago.


What's more, you cannot lie nor deny to me, because I remember everything that happened to you, from the day you were born. Nanoparticles are such amazing little devices, huh? Even they can store memories!


And now, there goes the question..."




Rouge walks towards me. DON'T TOUCH ME! But since I'm now cornered, he grabbed me by the collar...




Rouge: "How does it feel being real? Tell me. As long as you exist...



...I WILL ALWAYS BE A FAKE! A SHADOW!"



He just tossed me on to the table. I didn't mind the physical pain... the revelation hurts even more on the inside. So that's what my life is? I was just a mere tool for a failed technology?




Rouge: "You know... I could easily finish you off right now."



He can... his fist is squarely aiming on my face.



Louis: "Agh... agh.... go ahead. DO IT! Right now I'm just as worthless as you! KILL ME! WHY DID YOU STOP YOUR FIST?! GO AHEAD! IF YOU THINK IT WILL MAKE YOU HUMAN, THEN DO IT!"





Rob: "I wouldn't do it if I were you, Rouge..."




That voice... ROB HATCH?! He readies his gun, aiming at Rouge from behind.





Rouge: "So, you have a knight in shining armor now, huh? Too lame!"




In an instant, Rouge kicks away Rob's gun! Whoa... wait... I never had any formal martial arts training.




Rob: "Nice one!"




Of course Rob has to fight back. For a moment though, he is standing right in front of me.





Rob: "Sorry... even I was shocked by the revelation. I wished I could have told you sooner."




Rouge: "Heh! Even if you know it, I would still be able to deliver it, since I am your friend's shadow always clinging."




Rouge delivers a kick, but Rob easily blocks it. Now Rob counterattacks by simply dodging Rouge's kicks and then kicks him away outside.

Though Rouge managed to land on all fours.



Rouge: "Hehehehehehe... that was fun! But I think Louis here needs sleep. We can have more fighting as much as want. Toodaloo!!! See you in France! Fate is waiting for you there! He wants another showdown!"



Rouge escapes in acrobatic fashion. Instead of chasing after him, Rob tends to my wounds.




Rob: "You're hurt?"




Louis: "I'm fine."





I'm hurt inside. Everything Rouge had said felt like a thousand arrows that pierced my heart. I'm now...



...worthless. So I was just being toyed around without me knowing about it.





Rob: "How about we go for a little drive? Your mind needs to be cleared."





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We go out for a drive. I am so devastated right now, I can't even afford to speak.





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Rob: "You know, I'm always willing to listen. So, what happened?"




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Louis: "Rouge told me everything. I can't believe it... My life... I thought it would now be peaceful as I thought it would be."





Rob: "What have I told you? There's no use hiding here. Rouge had easily tracked you down. Now it's time to face him off, and Fate as well."




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My next reaction? Something you wouldn't expect...





...I shed tears. Lots of them. First time I've cried again since my father's death. This is just too much. When can I ever see the light?







Rob: "Go ahead. Cry. I know this is far too much for you right now. I won't tease you or anything, because I cried that much too."






Rouge, I may be crying right now.
But soon enough...









...YOU'LL BE THE ONE CRYING FOR MERCY.







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Page 12: Red and Blue






What a night. Who would have thought that a revelation would hit me so hard tonight? Now I see why Rouge kept calling himself as my "shadow".


He was, simply put, a product of mad science. So that's how science and technology nowadays. In the name of progress and greatness, they go beyond what's morally possible. The Vision GT Project is another example.




I was, in a way, violated. To think I was a guinea pig, extracted DNA and Nanoparticles from, without any permission. I won't allow myself be a subject of experimentation. I have my own worth, and I can improve myself on my own!



Never mind Baptiste lying to me. I never trusted him from the start anyway.



But upon having a closer look at Rouge, his anger actually masks sadness from within. I can tell it in his eyes. He wants to be recognized as a real, human being.





Right now, I'm at a bar with Rob after a brief drive. And I look worse than that drunkard over there.





Rob: "Sake, please. Futatsu osake onegaishimasu (two sakes, please). At least my Japanese has gotten a bit better.


Hey, cheer up for a bit. I saved you."




Louis: "Thank you for that. But I'm devastated right now."




Rob: "Truth always hurts. Not even sugarcoating can mask the pain."




Louis: "You already knew?"




Rob: "I was briefed about that just now. Even I have a hint of shock in my system. I'm just drinking it out."




When the bartender gave us the Japanese rice wine, the two of us simply had some shots. Sake has a warm, soothing feeling to it. Kinda calms me down.





Rob: "What are you going to do next? Follow Rouge back to France? You allowed him to lure you out, you know?"




Louis: "I think he wants a showdown. I'll give that to him, if that's what he wants."





Rob: "Simple as that? What about Fate?"




I then have another gulp...




Louis: "He might come to see it. Then he's next on my list. We'd better kill two birds in one stone."




Rob: "Easier said than done. Let's just see when we get there. Next thing you know, blood will be spilled."





Louis: "I don't care if I lose my life in the process. As long as Fate is gone..."





Rob: "I think you're weak. You're already drunk for you to say that."





Rob is a true friend indeed, as he even has the guts to crack a joke at a time like this.




Louis: "Silly idiot. Imbecile!"





To be honest, I don't know that to do next. When I go back home to France, what to do? Simply hone my skills for the probable showdown? I don't even know what's Rouge's next move! He might turn out to be more violent than Fate at all.





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Location: Le Mans, France
Time: 4 pm, three days later




Rob recommended that I should head back to France to settle everything once and for all. He'll do the rest, and guaranteed my safety.




And so I return to my everyday routine - drive in Le Mans. Once again, I borrowed the team's PR car. I have gotten so much attached to it.






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My mind is made up. I will keep on stepping the pedal and turning the wheel no matter what happens. I WAS BORN TO DRIVE!




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A clone like you would never understand what it means to be truly alive. Go ahead, take my life, if you think that would make you real!





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I'm waiting, Rouge. I will make you feel for a bit how it feels to be alive, and then send you back as a shadow!



A shadow will never, ever take form! REMEMBER THAT! It will always be intangible!





Meanwhile, at the bleachers viewing the main straight, a lone man has been watching the run all along. And a thought enters...




"He looks like a younger version of me. Well, no matter. Splitting image or not, Louis Montagny is a very interesting person. I'm bound to cross paths with him one day. France is small, you know?"






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Location: Toulouse, France




Around the same time, Rouge is also honing his skills. A simple race would do for him. However...




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Rouge: "Will I ever be recognized? Will I ever be real if I kill you? How does it mean to be truly alive... and real?"





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Rouge: "Fate may be watching, but I don't care. I had never associated myself with him either. No matter what, I will be the one delivering the coup de grace! I shall end the drama the way I want to!








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Rouge: "This is one battle I was planning for ages! It will go on as planned! It will be one hell of an action movie!"








With both of their intentions revealed, we simply lie and wait for these two stars to clash. The fight for recognition and existence shall commence.






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AUTHOR'S NOTES:



- Who is spectating Louis' practice run? Why does he have a sudden interest to that young French racer? :sly:





































 
Page 13: Face-Off






Location: MI6 Headquarters, London, UK
Time: 3 pm, the next day




The next day, Rob asked me to tag along with him to MI6. He fetched me last night and headed to UK at around midnight and let me sleep in his home.


Rob is pretty much a good guy. I thought he's all rowdy and jacked up.


Hmmmm.... since I'm here in Europe, shall I contact Nina to let her know I'm okay? Nah... I don't want to interrupt them with my dilemma.





Anyhow, I am waiting for Rob in his superior's office. We ought to discuss our next plans.




Conrad: "I already summoned both Rob and Mark to help you out. It's safe to say that your case is moving. I was fearing that it won't have a closure at all. Now that your clone is acting, we can come up with a strategy."




Some moments later, Rob and his colleague come in.




Rob: "Sorry, had some banter with Mark here."






Conrad: "Louis has finally decided to help us out. He's going to lift a finger this time around."




Mark: "But we've run into a problem, sir. Fate has managed to cover his tracks."




Conrad: "That's normal, since he used to be a cop. Though intelligence reports claim that he's still in the continent."





Louis: "It makes sense because Rouge told me he's waiting for me. Perhaps he's luring me to Fate as well. I can feel that I will have a showdown with my clone first. If that goes, then Fate will pop out too."




Conrad: "Now that strengthens my theory of those two in cahoots. And Baptiste, in exchange for his freedom, told me everything about this. You are right, Fate and Rouge are connected, and they work together in bringing you down, according to him."





Louis: "But I'm ready to lose my life if it means having a closure."




Rob: "Stop acting like a martyr. I know this is your fight, but what you just said is downright bollocks. Those two aren't worth dying for. Your life is worth a lot more than them."






Conrad: "Anyway, CIA is getting impatient. We need to act on this right now. Tackle Rouge first if you have to, if it means progress. We have to let CIA trust us on this one."





Louis: "I won't have a problem with Rouge, since he's my shadow. He clings around, anywhere I go. I can immediately force him to a showdown.



Actually I feel pitiful towards him. He yearns for existence... and recognition."





Rob: "You know, let me share to you the most important thing that agents have to keep in mind. Never let your emotions cloud your judgement. What must be done, will be done. No questions asked."





Conrad: "He's right, Louis. That pity may cause your downfall. Focus on the end result."






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Location: A ski resort in Chamonix
Time: 4 pm,




Meanwhile, the rest of Louis' team is having a holiday in a popular ski resort in France. It is normal for such place to be filled with tourists, but this time around the volume of them is higher than the usual.



While Stephan and Nina are clearly enjoying their break thanks to the cold temperature, Toru on the other hand is still worried for his "big brother" Louis, and has been like that ever since their last meeting.




Stephan: "Aren't little kids getting more emotional nowadays? Cheer up, Toru-san. We are in a vacation."



Toru: "I don't even know where Louis-san is right now. Naturally, I'll get worried so much."



Nina: "You should calm down, and let the cool weather ease your worries. Monsieur Louis promised, right? He'll come back."




Toru: "I can't take this anymore! We must help him! We are his friends too, right? No war in history had been ended with just one person!"




Stephan: "You just said, we don't know where he is. Plus, we also don't know why he had to leave us. That just leaves us with nothing to start at all. How can we help him this way?"




Nina: "By your logic, we have strength in numbers. But that's all we have. We need to know the reason first."



Toru: "Sigh.... this is getting hopeless. I can't just stand him being alone in his problem."




Before the conversation could go even further, they are interrupted by an echoing sound of a rally car.




Stephan: "Eh? What could that be? Someone is racing?"




Nina: "According to the latest news I accessed just now, there will be a WRC event in two days time. Perhaps one of the teams is having a practice. Let us check the situation."




The three notice the large volume of people up north. They are quick to assume that they are motorsport fans who want a piece of the action.




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They manage to find a spot in the hopes of getting a glimpse of the car in action. The said car quickly blitzes past them right in front of their eyes.




Nina: "A Citroen C4 WRC."





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Stephan: "Great timing. So this huge crowd is all because of the WRC event, huh? Luckily we managed to book a room in our hotel."




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Nina: "And expect a larger volume in the following days."







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Stephan: "The snow is the most difficult opponent in rallying. Gravel or dirt will somehow make your car still predictable. But here? Even the most advanced 4WD systems will struggle. Ice is slippery after all."




Nina: "The easiest analogy is a person walking on a skating rink wearing only regular shoes."







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The three then leave the spot, but they saw the rally car returning to its pit crew. They pass by them, and managed to catch a glimpse of the C4's driver.



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Stephan: "Hehehehehehe... some big shot, huh?"



Toru: "Who is he?"



Nina: "That's Sebastien Loeb. A nine-time World Rally champion, with 78 wins making him the most successful WRC driver. Also, he is active in the WTCC driving a Citroën C-Elysée and races in the Porsche Supercup as well. He even smashed the Pikes Peak Hill Climb record driving a Peugeot 208 T16."




Stephan: "In short, he's one badass French racer. No wait, he's a racing god. Arguably the fastest in the country."



Loeb takes off the helmet, and Toru reacts with a gasp.




Toru: "He looks exactly like Louis-san! Though older and he has a beard..."







However, Loeb is approaching them, upon noticing their presence.




Toru: "He's coming this way!"




Loeb: "Excuse me, is Louis Montagny with you?"




Nina: "Currently he's on a leave. We don't even know where he is, Monsieur Loeb. I'm sorry."




Loeb: "Well, I saw him in Le Mans the other day. I was hoping I can meet him here."




Toru: "REALLY?! YOU SAW HIM?!"




Nina: "Please calm down, Toru-san."




Toru: "Sorry. I'm just worried so much. I don't even know what he's planning to do at all."




Loeb: "I see. But could you please tell him that...





"...I'm very eager to meet him."






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AUTHOR'S NOTES:




- It won't be an ordinary encounter, especially when two French badasses collide. :sly:
















 
Page 14: Purpose





Location: Paris, France
Time: 7 pm, the next day




"Let us meet..."



That was odd. Why did Rouge call me to meet up with him? And the tone of his voice I've heard over the phone is a serious one, not the usual clowning around type. That is a sign of sadness that I noticed from him. He yearns for recognition, as all...



I have to keep my word, hence I head to the meeting place in Paris. The evening is still young, and people are still having a lovely stroll at the vibrant metropolis. I didn't mind them as I drive along, until I reach the said destination.



There he is, and that equally menacing GT By Citroen of his. I don't know how he got one, but I won't dig details on that.




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I get out of the car, and so does he... still in his red race suit. Can't afford to have a change in wardrobe?


But on the serious stuff, his face this time shows the opposite. It's quite apathetic.





Rouge: "I'm glad you came. I thought you would not take this seriously."




Louis: "I am a man of my word. If I have to meet someone, then I will meet him. Even if that's my enemy."




Rouge: "After everything I've done to you, am I an enemy?"





What a shocking question! I just can't reply "Yes". I have yet to know a lot more about him, and now's the opportunity. I can't pass judgement yet. Who knows? He could be a tortured soul seeking his true purpose to the world.




Rouge: "Why are you so silent?"




Louis: "It's hard for me to answer that."




Rouge: "I see. But I'm here just to ask one question. How does it feel to be real?"





Louis: "Real? You are one already."




Rouge: "Don't kid me around. I know I have been playing around with you, but this meeting is very important to me."





Louis: "You don't have to be so insecure. You have the free will. You can be yourself. You have the freedom of choice. You can carve your path to your goal. That's what being a human is, and... how to live."




Rouge: "Be... myself?"





Louis: "That's right. I know you are created from a part of me, but that doesn't mean you'll be forever a shadow. You are free. Just think of me as a splitting image.


Have a goal in mind. What do you want achieve? Then start a path for you to get that goal you've been yearning for."





Rouge: "Hehehehe... you know I haven't heard those things from Fate when I asked that same question. All I heard was that I will be forever the second best... a shadow of your greatness. That I have to fight, in order to get the light I deserve. But I never realized that you're more than just a feared racer. You have a heart."




Louis: "You have a heart too. You're not a monster, nor a robot. You still have a lot of time for you to change yourself. I can help you."




Rouge: "Help? What kind?"




Louis: "A race. I will show you how a real person fights for his goal. Your confusion and doubts will end there."





Rouge: "Okay then. If that will provide me an answer, then let's do it. I won't hold back, though."




Louis: "Then that's a good start."





Meanwhile, little do they know that Rob is observing them from afar, sitting inside his wife's Aston Martin DB9.



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Rob: "A meeting of the lovebirds. Red and blue..."





Suddenly, he's being interrupted by a call from Mark.



Rob: "Mark."



Mark: "Got some rather cheesy info. Turns out that Rouge managed to contact MI6 and provided vital information about Fate's whereabouts. But with Louis having told us the relationship of the two, this could be a trap. What's more, he also provided the location of those classified files he had stolen.


I'm not sure if this is trustworthy. The details are too exact. Too good to be true. I'm currently in Monaco, and I'm just yards away from the exact location, monitoring Fate's movements. But oddly enough, there's no bait nor trap. I am waiting for further orders, Rob."




Rob: "Let Sir Conrad decide for that. I am currently watching these two lovebirds having a lovely talk. Louis and Rouge. As for you, keep monitoring and lay in wait. It's not a trap. Rouge could be helping us."




Mark: "Strange, why would Rouge turn on to his partner, Fate... if they are to eliminate Louis for good."




Rob: "I'm wondering the same thing, Mark. But Rouge is a different person. Louis actually felt pity towards him. Still, be on your guard and keep a safe distance."




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Location: Toulouse, France
Time: 3 pm, the next day




In an empty race track, Rouge keeps his skills sharp in preparation for his upcoming race with Louis.



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Rouge: "To be honest, I'm more confused. Who shall I believe in? Fate? Or Louis? Fate gave me the real reasons to fight, but Louis provided the reasons to live."







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Rouge: "Do I really have to fight with him? Louis seems to accept me already. Do I have to "live" instead, and be real? Do I have to "fight"? Or "live"? How can I find my purpose?"




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Rouge: "But oddly enough, Louis is eager to show me how humans go far for their goals, and he said "fight" too.



Do I have to "fight" in order to "live"? I don't get it at all... and I still have no purpose! That's how being real is, having a purpose in life?"




Upon returning to the pit lane to cool down, he is surprised by the arrival of Fate. The ex-cop is clearly not amused with the developments.




Fate: "Rouge, what are you doing? Aren't you supposed to finish off Louis already, now that you brought him here? I already gave you the floor, you know? You said that you want a piece of him. Tell me, are you stalling?"




Rouge: "Whoa whoa whoa! Haven't I told you that we're just allies by circumstance? Or specifically, we're aiming for the same person? Why are you going around like you're my boss?"




Fate: "If it weren't for me, then you don't have that car, nor your real purpose in life! You want to be real, am I right? Then fight! Dispose of Louis, so that your nightmares will end! You will be a real person when that happens!"





Rouge: "I get to decide on that. I'll try living. I actually need Louis. He has the answers."





Fate: "Then get on him already."




Rouge: "I think you forgot one thing. Let me jog your mind."




In an instant, Rouge performs a jumping roundhouse kick on to Fate's cheek. The impact manages to put Fate down, rolling slightly on the floor.





Rouge: "I'm not your pawn. I have my own s:censored:t to take care of. You take care of yours. I'm done with you for way too long."




Rouge walks back into his car. Crawling slowly, Fate clenches his fist in anger as he looks at the car storming away.







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AUTHOR'S NOTES:



- Ummmmm.... Rob? We understand that it's your wife's car, but if you want Takanori to stop teasing and making Deckard Shaw references, then you have to change the DB9's license plates. Plus, it looks very close to the one in the film. :lol:















































 
Page 15: Chaotic Reflection (Part I)




Location: Fate's Villa, Monaco
Time: 3 pm, the next day



Monaco, a small landlocked independent state located just the south of France, is a haven for everyone who wish to experience an Eden-like paradise. Wonderful views of the Mediterranean Sea, luxurious bistros, and expensive cars prowl about in this riviera.



Within the glamour lies a villa, which looks very posh and can reflect its owner. But inside is Fate, a man who is actually in hiding, running away from the watchful eyes of the world.



With Rouge having betrayed him and pinned on all sides, it's now time for Fate to take action.


Viewing the seaside, he then drinks his liquor, while wiping his sniper rifle.





Fate: "In the end, I will be the one dealing with Louis. Do not ever get in my way, Rouge. You'll pay the price. I must be the one delivering the final blow."






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Location: Le Mans, France
Time: 1 pm, Saturday




This is it...



Hopefully this race will help Rouge change his ways. Even if he is a clone, he's still a human being capable of emotion and deserves every single right to live.




I will show him, through this duel, how to live and how to succeed in life. He's not a total nobody as he thinks he is.


How can I say those things? Simple. He is me. I can empathize. He is the person that I was - confused and with no particular goal in mind. I can feel what he's feeling. I felt that way before. I am the only person who can save him from the forest of confusion.


And there he is, as that bright red GT By Citroen made a revving sound. This prompts me to get in the car.



No further talk. Let's drive. No one is watching anyway, so there's no point of having a grid start. We'll end it when we think we've come up with an answer.





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Rouge: "I want to make things clear, Louis. Show me how to exist, how it means to be truly real... and alive."





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I backed off a bit and let him take the lead.





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No doubt we are the same, right down to how our cars run. I can easily keep up using slipstream.



First chicane, he messed up by understeer. But he easily recovers.



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Even so, I managed to take the lead.





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Rouge: "How is this "living", Louis? You gotta show me the way! You don't even show signs of offense. You are simply too conventional here!"




Entering the second chicane, he brakes late. Hmmmm.... I think I am starting to see how he drives. I still have yet to put my finger on it.



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But then again, I gained back.




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Rouge: "There's one thing I forgot to mention to you, Louis. But I'll show it to you anyway, since you've got something to prove too."






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Rouge: "The nanoparticles that I got are the ones that were the most active, and that was the time you were street racing... as Zephyr. While you were comatose, the nanoparticles have already recorded your muscle movements by the time your skills became ripe when you were a street racer, before they were extracted from you."





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Rouge is closing in. He's about to do something...




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Rouge: "To put things simple, I am your chaotic side yearning for recognition! You, as Zephyr, desired for notoriety and power!"




And then... what the?! He hit me hard while I was braking!




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Rouge: "You told me that I have to live, right? Well, I think I have found a way how! The moment I hit you, there is a hint of excitement. More importantly, there is an urge to win!"




The car keeps on sliding! That is one heck of a push! I knew it. He would be that aggressive! The grudge is still strong!



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Rouge: "That's it! For me to win, I have to go rough... and use any method! That was your ideal way of thinking when you were Zephyr! That is how I gain recognition! The one thing I desire all along!"




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Tetre Rouge, the corner entering the Hunaudieres Straight...



...dammit! Is this how you play it, Rouge?!



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Rouge: "Allow me to jog your mind. Does this ring a bell?"




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Rouge: "You see... this is what you could have been! ZEPHYR! THE MOST RUTHLESS DRIVER OF THEM ALL! This is how it meant for you to "live", huh?"




Merde! Now I know...



What you did is now familiar to me. Those aggressive maneuvers.





You are Zephyr. You are the physical manifestation of my chaotic side!





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Page 16: Chaotic Reflection (Part II)



Location: Paris



Rob strolls around the busy streets of vibrant Paris. He then enters in a bakery, and is intrigued by the selection of pastries. As he takes a closer look at a special item, his phone suddenly rings.




Rob: "Yep?"



Mark: "This just in. Our agents told me that Louis is in Le Mans right now, racing against Rouge!"



Rob: "Really? That must have been the topic of their conversation. All right, I'm rushing."




Mark: "That's a 2-hour trip from Paris!"



Rob: "Heh. I never drive leisurely."




Swift as a lightning, Rob enters in his newly-bought silver Bentley Flying Spur W12. He will be a family man soon, so a four door sedan is in order...



With the powerful W12 engine under the bonnet, the heavyweight performer rockets away upon Rob's will.




Rob: "Ugh... why I haven't found that out? But I have this strange feeling... a bad one."





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I kinda recognize Rouge's skill set. He's the more aggressive me. He took me out. And I recognize that pit maneuver I used to attack against the cops.



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Simply put... he's Zephyr. Those nano bla-bla... whatever... might have acquired my skills as Zephyr. I still don't understand how it works, but it's rather disturbing. To think even the darkest of your traits can be turned into science.






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Rouge: "Keeping up? Heh... I know you wouldn't go down so easily. You've went this far anyway."




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Rouge... do not be a living example of my past. You'll regret being "Zephyr"! You only yearn for recognition, but to the point of madness! You can still change.





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Rouge: "I simply want to win. Isn't that how we must go on our daily routine, to do things right and prevail? Why do you have to interfere? Am I missing something?"





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This is not the right way of "living". You'd only end up thirsting for more. Greed never made one happy. Never. You'll never be happy that way.





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All right! Time to retaliate! No marshal is watching, and to make things even...




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Rouge: "What?!"




Hey, this is fair play. In fact, this isn't even enough. I should have rear ended you too.






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But a cool head always prevail even in the most heated of battles!




Rouge: "So, you want to play that way, huh? Is that how you must prevail? Is that how you must be recognized?!



Fine. Let us play. We are now reaching the climax of the drama. Everything is going as planned!"









Meanwhile, little do they know that Fate is spectating, holding his sniper rifle.





Fate: "Heh... this day won't end well for you, Zephyr. I won't let it that way, like two years ago."






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AUTHOR'S NOTES:


- WHY THE CHANGE OF TITLE?


As you can see, I changed the title from "Takuma Gaiden II" to "Le Vitesse Journal de Louis" simply because Louis is still set to play the main role in the next 2 arcs. The next arc is definitely given the green light, as I will confirm to you that snow rallying will be back, along with Louis clashing with the equally badass Sebastien Loeb. As for the arc after that though, I am not sure if I can come up with a plot of it.













 
Page 17: "Real"



3rd lap... probably this will linger on. A battle of wills, huh?


But I do have a hunch that Rouge will not settle this cleanly.






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Rouge: "That's it! I know how to live! To win... that is living already in itself. I will keep on stepping on the pedal!"



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He's overtaking... but we're faced with the next corner! You're too late! Are you that desperate?!



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As a result, that cost him. He shot out of the corner. Take it easy!




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Rouge: "Why are you so high and mighty? Just because you are real? Because you have a real purpose? Hey, I am living my life too!"







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Rouge: "Now that I know my true purpose. It's time for me to be real, and show my true self to you! I shall return to my original plan!"




Whoa! Why is he coming at me at such a very high speed! Is he going to hit me?! Luckily I was able to turn just in time.



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Again, he missed me. But this time around there will only be five GT By Citroen road cars in existence.






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I guess desperation doesn't prevail at all. I'm sure he's too frustrated right now. He prepared so much for this.


I was that desperate too. I was hungry for fame in Redview.





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I pull over, and run quickly as I can to the wreckage. Whew... at least he's okay. He's getting out of the car, albeit weakly. I then offered assistance. I placed my arm across his shoulder, just to help him walk.




Rouge: "Why...? Why are you helping... me?"




Louis: "You don't deserve this. You can still change."






However, danger lurks from the distance as Fate pulls the trigger of his sniper aiming at Rouge.





Fate: "I told you, Rouge. I will be the one squaring off with Zephyr. You blew the chance. Tools like you are to be disposed."






With pinpoint accuracy, Fate pulls the trigger. The bullet travels at a blink of an eye, hitting right on Rouge's heart.





Rouge: "Ack!"



Louis: "Rouge!!!"




Someone shot Rouge! Blood comes out from his chest! I lay him down, holding his head. But instead of actually fighting to live, he only holds my hand firmly.





Rouge: "I guess... this is it."



Louis: "I'll call the paramedics. Do not talk!"




Rouge: "What's the point? I will always be your shadow, anyway. I'll never be real. But somehow, our short time together made me feel that I was, thanks to you.


You know, you aren't bad at all. You're a nice guy, a contrast to what Fate said."




Louis: "Look, you still deserve to live. You have a lot of opportunities for you to change. Do not give up on life! You're still human!"




Rouge: "Ehehehehehe.... silly you. I know you'd dread me for the fact that you were a victim of mad science. I was a product of that ambition.



Now..."




Shoot! Where's my phone?! I'm frantically reaching for it in my pocket!




Rouge: "Do something for me, will ya? Fate... you must stop him. If there is someone no longer human, that's him. Pretty soon, he'll touch even your loved ones.


I can even tell that he shot me. I betrayed him. I even told everything about him to the MI6. I deserve this. A fake would never, ever become real.



Thank you... at least I felt a dose... of your... kindness. You made me feel... like a real person.


You must... stop Fate."




And then... he... no! No!!!



Wake up!!! Breathe! Your heart must beat!





Rouge?! Rouge!!!







No... no!!! Why does this have to happen?! He has so much to live for!




Suddenly, I hear a car. And it's a silver Bentley sedan driven by Rob.




Rob: "What's going on?"




Little does he know that I shed a tear. But that will be the last one, as I shifted my sadness to rage. I clench my fist, really hard.




Louis: "Fate...





...will pay for this. I'll make sure of it."








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Page 18: One Last Strike



Location: Louis' home, Le Mans, France



You'll pay for this, Fate...



You'll pay.



I'll say, let's end this once and for all. How dare you dispose of people that easily?! He even worked for you! You're beyond reason. You're a monster, with no disregard for life at all.


You abused your authority as a cop, lusting for power in Redview, and blew it. Even that didn't change you. All for taking me down.




Bad for you, though... you blew your chance once again. Rouge turned on you at his final moments. The world is now against you. Tables have turned, and I will once be a hero.






Odd thing though, I feel so much sympathy for Rouge, that I even shed a tear. I hate the fact that I was used for the interest of science, but I do care about life. He did nothing more than terrorize me, but beneath all that roughness is a lonely heart. I saw it in his eyes. He could have lived differently, and should have never known me at all.




But this has to stop. Fate must be brought to justice, no matter what.





Rob: "You can't stand being depressed all day."




Louis: "I know. But I just..."



Rob: "Ugh... don't get me started with the pity party again. He's dead. But he did something heroic at the very end. He led us directly to Fate. We can attack him.



I'm taking my leave now. I'll see you on Monday, I'll escort you to London and discuss our next plans at MI6."





However, Rob stopped in his tracks, and instead peeked by the window.




Rob: "You've got a special delivery."



Louis: "What?"




I stand up from my sofa, and the two of us head out. What we saw next are familiar faces...



...and a car that I haven't driven for far too long.





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Louis: "Roberto! Enrique!"



Meet Roberto and Enrique. They're my mechanics in Redview, who are migrants from Spain. So they bothered to actually fix the car, huh? And the wing is a welcome addition too.




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Roberto: "It's been two years, mi amigo. We've heard Fate is chasing after you. So here we are, returning the car you've once crashed."



Yeah... that one got totaled when Fate and I clashed two years ago.



Enrique: "This has more power now. No reason to back out."




Roberto: "Do it for Redview. Finish him off."




Thanks, guys. Your simple words give me more than enough push. I won't let you two down. Thanks to my stay in Blue Streak Racing, I come to value the hard work of my peers.




Louis: "Thank you, guys. I never expected this. I thought Redview had abandoned me."



Roberto: "On the contrary, the racers there are fans of your professional racing too. And in fact, some have pitched in to fix this car. We have your back. You are still our leader, Zephyr.




This will be your one last fight. Win it this time."




I then catch the car keys that Roberto threw at me. I clenched my fist for a bit.





Louis: "It ends right here. Redview will finally have dawn. I promise."






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Location: Blue Streak Headquarters, Paris
Time: 10 am, the next day




Even though it's Sunday, Stephan asked both Toru and Nina to meet with him as he will briefly discuss what will be their next stint.





When the two drivers arrived, he immediately shows them their new car:





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Toru: "An Impreza? And why does it have studs on its tires? Are we going rallying?"



Stephan: "Indeed. More specifically, snow rallying. But whether Louis will be present or not, we'll push through with it."



Toru: "Sigh..."



Nina: "What's wrong, Toru-san?"



Toru: "I received word this morning that Louis-san raced in Le Mans yesterday. And one of the marshals saw him carrying the dead body of what could be his rival. I'm worried a lot more now. Do you think that was his reason why he left?"




Stephan: "Toru, worrying about it will not change a single thing. Once he returns, then we can ask about it, if he's comfortable sharing it at all.



Anyway, to break the ice a bit, why don't we go to Monaco next weekend?"




Nina: "That would be a great idea. I will volunteer to take Toru-san for a drive so that he can relax."




Toru: "Oh... okay. Let's go, then. Hopefully we can meet him there."




Stephan: "If destiny allows it, then let's be hopeful. We need that break in order for us to properly prepare for the rallying."




Toru: "Louis-san... where are you? I hope you keep your promise. You are my "true" brother."








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Location: MI6 Headquarters, London, UK
Time: 12 pm, the next day





Rob and I entered the headquarters as planned. Careful planning is still needed, and that would mean the intervention of MI6 since they are also keeping tabs on Fate too.




Conrad: "Your clone has already provided vital information to us before he went to see you. He simply wants to have you all by himself, and that would mean betraying Fate."



Rob: "My partner is in Monaco already, monitoring Fate's movements."



Conrad: "According to Mark, Fate goes out from his villa and drives around in the afternoon."



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Conrad: "And also, his villa there is where allegedly the files are being kept."



Rob: "Mark has been pulling all the weight all this time. We have to move. I suggest the next weekend, when there are a lot of tourists. We need a scramble. More people would mean more hindrance for him."




Conrad: "Quite a peculiar thought, but I rely on your judgement."



Brilliant strategy, but that would be the only opportunity for one last showdown.



Louis: "May I suggest? Let Rob get the files, while I settle the score with Fate. Two years is too long of a wait. It must end."




Conrad: "Seems that you have that vendetta running within."




Louis: "Only a monster can stop another monster. Then let those monsters ravage the streets of Monaco."




Conrad: "You know, MI6 prides itself in performing missions in utmost precision, and that includes making this mission as clean as possible. I definitely do not approve of civilian casualties caused by our part."





Louis: "Just hear me out. Fate is clearly seeking after me. He and I will make that little city our battleground, whether you like it or not.


This is the only way I can cooperate with you in your case. It is the one opportunity too precious to miss."






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Page 19: Unfinished Business



Let's do this, Fate.


It ends here.


It ends now.



We've waited for far too long for this. I know you want a piece of me. I'll be simple. I'm giving you what you want.



But on this day, only one will survive. This day will determine who really is the King.



So here I am, in Monaco at the appointed place and time. Rob asked me to wait in a specific area, and I can only move when things go awry.


Just make sure I'll be the one dealing with him.




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Out of all places, why the south of France? This place doesn't deserve to be messed up by the two of us. Look at the wonderful scenery, especially that blue Mediterranean Sea. I am simply slurping a hot cup of coffee as I look at my car.



I'm worried for Rob though, as he has managed to enter Fate's villa, and he might get caught.





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Location: Fate's Villa


Rob and Mark manage to locate Fate's master bedroom. The latter is a better hacker than the former, hence for Rob to be on a lookout.



After a minute, Mark finally gains access on the missing CIA files. He simply inserts the flash drive, but it turns out the entire folder is measured to have a bulky amount of data, which makes transferring take a lot of time.



Rob: "I have a feeling this can get messy. I'll open up a path for you to run when it happens."



Mark: "I know. I know. You always want to have all the fun."




And Rob's gut feeling takes the course, as Fate speeds his way back to his villa.


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I hear a growl. That's something that supercars can only do while cruising.


Wait a second... that's Fate's Enzo! He fixed that up, huh? He didn't even bother changing the color at all.



I have to hurry and follow him! Gotta warn Rob too!



Meanwhile, it just happens that Toru and Nina are at a nearby store. Toru catches a glimpse of Louis getting in his car and leaving swiftly.




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Toru: "Louis-san! I saw him!"


Nina: "But why is he on a rush? Did he see us?"


Toru: "I have no idea, but he seems okay."


Nina: "Then there's nothing for us to worry about, Toru-san. Let's enjoy this trip."




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I immediately reached for my phone. Contact Rob...




Louis: "Rob! Fate is on his way back there! You gotta hurry!"



Rob: "I knew it..."



Mark: "Something wrong?"



Rob: "Can't that little thing go any faster? Fate is coming!"




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Dammit... I know this will get dirty. Sorry, I think MI6 will pay a collateral damage here.




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Mark is getting frantic, monitoring the progress of the transfer of files. The two agents then hear the arrival of Fate's Enzo.



With the gauge full, Fate makes a sudden entrance to his master bedroom, effectively catching the two on act. But Mark manages to pull out the flash drive immediately.


Without warning, Rob manages to kick Fate's face, and that provided opportunity for Mark to escape with the files.




Fate: "Who are you? I don't expect guests here, nor I have friends at all."



Rob: "You don't know me... you're about to."



Rob assumes a Jeet Kune Do fighting stance similar to Bruce Lee. Fate then makes a first strike, which Rob easily evades by ducking.



But then Fate switches to kickboxing, and with aggression manages to send Rob tumbling down to the sofa. He then jumps up for a punch, but Rob manages to roll at the side. Fate's fist meets the floor instead.


Using the couch as a leverage, Rob performs a sweep kick, hitting Fate's cheek once again.



Rob: "Heh."



The two trade blows, parrying each other's punches. But then Rob quickly shifts to a low kick that sweeps down Fate's limbs, tripping Fate down.

But Fate sweeps Rob's feet as retaliation, and then quickly throws a small disc with beeping lights. Fate quickly runs.




Rob: "Oh s:censored:t!"



Rob manages to stand up and run as well, and at the moment of explosion he smashes through the window, jumps and lands on the swimming pool.





An explosion? Where could that be? There it is, there's Fate's Enzo! I'm finally at his villa!


But then, surprise surprise... heh. I saw a glimpse of him. He's getting to his car.


However, there has to be a way to start our final battle. So I simply floored the car, and hit Fate.



Upon standing up, he and I have a good stare. How's it been?



Fate: "Hehehehehehe... who would have thought?"



Let's battle it out from here on! Follow me!






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Let's end this, Fate! I don't care if the two of us end our lives here! I'll take you to hell with me!



Meanwhile, Rob, soaking wet, quickly hops on his KTM superbike. He performs a wheelie as he storms out the villa.


While Nina and Toru are having a leisurely walk, they see the crowd panicking as they see the two supercars chasing each other.




Nina: "Head back to the hotel. I'm following them."



Toru: "What?! How?! Wait, what's going on?!"



Nina: "Just go back to the hotel! Mr. Stephan is waiting."



Nina makes a swift getaway. Being a robot, she can run twice the normal speed of a human being.




Nina: "Performing emergency assistance to Louis Montagny. Probability of escalation - High."



She runs through the panicked and confused bystanders.




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Their final fight commences. The two year hiatus will finally see its end.






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Monaco, a posh city-state usually filled with hypercars cruising around, has turned into a battleground of two supercars.


And this is not a race. It's a total showdown. Everything will be risked here. And only one will walk away alive.







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Let's end this, Fate! Your delusions will go down the drain! Your quest for power will be cut short by me! I DON'T CARE IF I LOSE MY LIFE HERE, if it means taking you down!





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Fate: "KNOCK KNOCK!"






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A strong impact. It's a sign. He has accepted my challenge.




Then can you take this?!


A simple pit maneuver for starters. I don't care if an Enzo costs millions now. Hey, I'm not afraid to ding my ride either, to put you out of commission!



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Fate: "Heh! I want more, Zephyr! Where's that beastly driving you once had?!"





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These hits, are for those people you've taken their lives from!


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My fellow racers from Redview...



Pierre...



...and even Rouge.





Too much blood has been lost, in your quest for power. That has to end.



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Meanwhile, Rob zooms past the citizens thanks to the speed of his KTM superbike. He doesn't mind how crowded the side streets and alleys are, all for reaching Fate.


Nina, is running just nearby, and she has actually managed to locate Louis thanks to her knowledge of his mobile phone number, allowing her to track him down.



However, the two almost bumped into each other as they stopped reflexively.




Nina: "Sorry."


Rob: "After Louis too?"



Nina: "Yes."



Rob: "Hop on. It's going to be one hell of a ride."



Nina: "I know the exact coordinates of his current location. We must hurry."



She rides on, and then they quickly rush. Nina then instructs Rob the directions.



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We've been stirring up chaos. But I cannot take this for far too long. At least I value life unlike you, Fate.



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Back to the pair on the superbike, Nina then manages to catch a speck of Louis' SV.


Nina: "Rob! He's heading for the tunnel down there! He's chasing someone!"


Rob: "That's Fate for sure. I gotta stop him too."




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For the final strike, let's go down to hell together! We used to be people who lust for power, anyway. We deserve to fail!





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Fate: "WHAT?!"



I dragged him right down to the...





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Ack! My head... I passed out for a while.


Then all of a sudden, Fate opened the door and drag me out. He punched my face and I just tumbled down to the ground. My body's still aching from the crash. I can't simply stand up and fight back.




Fate: "So it all comes down to this, Zephyr. I will never give up. And now, I shall perform my duty as a cop. But then I'm not. So, who cares about rules?"


He pulls out his gun, aiming to finish me off. So I lost, huh? Go ahead, shoot me. If that will make you win, that is. You have no conscience, so do it. Pull the trigger!


But then...



...I hear a motorcycle roar. And it's here, on air! Upon landing in front of me... Rob and... Nina?!



She just grabbed me while still moving, and then Rob kicks Fate away. He then stops and proceeds to rush on Fate, while Nina tends to me.



Nina: "You're hurt. Stay here."



Rob, seeing that Fate's gun is on the ground, kicks it away. And then before Fate can strike, Rob performs a roundhouse kick on to Fate's face. Damn... I should have studied martial arts at least.



Then Rob side tosses Fate on to the ground, then aims his gun.



Rob: "Don't squirm if you want to keep your head together. It's over."



A van arrives, and coming out from it are men in combat gear. Rob allows them to pick Fate up and take him in.




Whew...




Rob: "Louis. Don't take all the battle by yourself. You have us."



Louis: "Heh... thanks."



The two then assist me on walking. I think this injury will last for quite some time. That crash really hurt!




But the most important thing is, that this huge burden is finally off my shoulders. I can finally lead my new life in peace.


Oh, don't worry, Toru. I'll be back. I promised, right?






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Page 21: Clean Slate



Location: Dream Alliance Headquarters, Nurburg, Germany
Time: 6 pm, a month later


Finally... I can breathe. I'm free. My new life can finally start smoothly. Of course my career won't be smooth-sailing with races getting tougher, but you get the idea.



I'm ready to face new challenges, without the past haunting me anymore. I've finally let that go.







A month has passed after our showdown. My injury wasn't that bad, hence recovery was quick. I also returned to my team as well, fulfilling my promise to them.



My next stint would be snow rallying, eh? Chamonix is a nice ski resort, and my late father brought me there only once and he saved up so much for it.




But first... I gotta thank someone. It's not going to be a simple thank you. Hence, with the help of Nina, I managed to locate Dream Alliance's headquarters in Germany. Interestingly, it's situated just a few hundred meters away from the Nurburgring complex.


So that means that they can hone their skills at the Nurburgring at will. Much like I do in Le Mans. The Nordschleife loop, I admit, is a much better training ground.




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There...



Yep. This is my token of appreciation. I had it fixed. It would be totally silly for someone with a right conscience, but I think they deserve this, particularly Rob who helped me change my life. I've spent the entire month thinking about it.




Oh... there he is, with his director.





Rob: "What's going on? We're not a gift depository."



Louis: "I know it's downright silly, but you deserve this. I want to start off with a clean slate once again, and this is how I do it. I want to forget the past, like what you said before.


I do hope you can take care of this. That car deserves a better driver, I can't leave it hanging around in the classifieds."




Hiroyuki: "All right. Since you insist, we'll take it. We don't want to sound too arrogant if we decline it. A gift is a gift. It's meant to be given and received."



Louis: "Thank you, sir."



Rob: "Okay. I worked my arse all throughout this, anyway."



Louis: "That's right. Which is why you deserve it. For me, a simple thank you isn't enough."



I then give the key fob to him. Rob briefly looks at it, then closes his fist.



Rob: "Thank you. Let's move on. What will be your next race?"




Louis: "My team will engage in snow rallying in the coming weeks."



Rob: "Hehehehehe..."


Huh? What's he snickering about?



Rob: "We're going to cross paths again."



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Rob shows me a Celica Rally Car. Which means, I'm going to clash with them once again, which is exciting.


I only showed a smile as a reaction.



Louis: "Heh. I'm always up with more excitement. Looking forward to our race."



Rob: "Me too. A race season must always be fun. I'd walk away if it's all geek."





Don't worry, Rob. I'll make you sweat like what happened in FIA WEC and Le Mans. I'm sure of it.





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Location: Chamonix, France
Time: 11 am, a week later



Whew... I'm glad Dream Alliance took the gift. That car is better off with having drivers like them.



Back to business, then. My team is back on focus. Toru as well.



Stephan: "For our class we've participated on, we're restricted to 350 horsepower. But we're free on the torque figure, hence that's what we've worked on."



Louis: "To be honest though, I haven't raced on a snow-covered track. I'll see to it that I'll conquer it."




Stephan: "That's what I want to hear. I guess we are back on track. Next time, please no crazy stunts? You've worried us too much with your absence."



Louis: "Okay then. I'll stick with you guys. Besides, this team makes me feel I have a new family."




However, I hear footsteps coming. When I look back, it's a very familiar face.




Sebastien Loeb.





Loeb: "Finally, we've met."



Toru: "Seriously, you two look like twins."




Loeb: "Hehehehe... agree! I'm always eager to meet Louis Montagny."




Louis: "Pleasure to meet you."



I reached out my hand. As we shake hands, it's genuine... having a positive feel to it. Loeb is indeed a driver of a different caliber, but he's very accommodating.





Loeb: "Looking forward to race you soon. I must say, your Subaru is a tough contender. See you at the championship."




Toru: "Wait a minute..."



Then we hear someone calling out for him.




Loeb: "Oh sorry I must go. I have something to do at the moment. We'll talk some other day."




That was brief. But hey, I don't feel that much intimidated, at least for now. But something's off...




...his voice left a trail. He could mean something serious.



Stephan: "The car is ready for practice, Louis! You can set off now."






Without much stalling, I suit up and put my helmet on. Here goes.







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Redview in Canada also experiences snow, but most of its roads aren't covered in snow, just slippery like a typical wet surface.





In short, I haven't gone all out in a snow-covered surface.





But the Impreza's 4WD gives me confidence already. And the turbo kicks in instantaneously. No lag at all. Rally cars are meant to be like that, am I right?"




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Hey, it isn't that bad at all. In fact, I'm starting to enjoy driving on snow. No wonder 4WDs are a strong sell in North America.




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Maybe it's time to take a break from circuit racing and racing cars, and let the sliding frenzy begin.




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The haunting is over. I've finally moved on. My mind, heart, and body are ready for the challenges ahead!



In the midst of joyride, however, I hear another loud car coming. Its cries are fast approaching. What is it?



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It's fast!



And then it lined up on my side. It's a Citroen C4, souped-up for rallying too.


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Let's play for a bit. Playing all alone can get awkward sometimes. Whoever you are, show me what you got.






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