CHAPTER THREE

Sean Boswell, the new Drift King (or DK), sat with his girlfriend Neela in the underground parking garage, leaning on his car.

"So, DK," Neela said teasingly, "What are you gonna do next?"

Sean smiled. "Relax."

Suddenly, Sean heard the voice of his friend. His first friend in Tokyo, to be exact. "Hey yo, Sean! Yo, Sean!"

Sean turned around and smiled at his friend, Twinkie. His friend leaned over on the car next to Sean's. "Hey, check this out, man; this dude over here wants to race the new DK!"

Twinkie nodded to Sean, who smiled. Twinkie continued, "Heard he's been beating everyone around Asia, too."

Sean hesitated; "Not tonight, Twinkie."

Sean must've thought Twinkie left, because as soon as he and Neela were about to continue their conversation, Twinkie spoke up. "Said he knew Han."

Sean turned around to face his friend; Han had taught him how to drift. He was killed by an unknown driver in a Mercedes.

Twinkie looked Sean in the eyes. "Said Han was family."

Everyone faced Sean. Hesitating, he looked at Neela. The look on her face said one thing; Yes.

Sean smiled. "Alright. Let's race."

Sean hopped in his car and drove towards his challenger. To his surprise, it was an American car. American muscle. Sean pulled up next to his challenger; a man, no older than 30, but was bald and had serious muscles. He turned and faced Sean.

"Nice ride." Sean commented.

The man smirked. "I won it from my friend Han, years ago."

Sean looked at him. "I didn't know he was into American muscle."

The man stared at him seriously. "He did when he was rolling with me."

Sean smiled. "You know this ain't no 10 second race," he said to the challenger.

The man smiled. "I got nothin' but time." He revved the engine. "You ready, kid?"

Sean smiled and nodded. Neela walked in between the two cars. Twinkie and a few other guys were cheering on Sean. Neela faced the girl in front of Sean's car.

"Ready!" she said.

Sean revved his engine.

Neela faced the girl in front of the challenger's car.

"Setto!" she said.

The challenger revved his engine.

Neela walked forward just a tad and yelled, "Go!"

Sean and the challenger drove away from the start, head on, about to arrive at the first straight.

The man slammed into Sean's car. "Stop your car!"

Reluctantly, Sean slammed on the breaks, as did his challenger.

"Surprised you didn't take off," Sean said.

The challenger crossed his arms. "I'm not here to race, kid. I'm here for your help."

Sean looked confused. "Um, wh-"

"Me and my crew found Han's killer. He was a man named Ian Shaw. He killed Han because we killed his brother a few years back. Now we need your help to find and kill this guy. It's avenging Han, y'know."

Sean hesitated. "What about Twinkie and Neela?"

"We'll need all the help we can get." He said firmly. "Me and my crew know nothing about Tokyo, so you might as well go find them."

Sean nodded. "Sir, what's your name?"

"Dominic Toretto." The main replied. "C'mon. You've got a lot of people to meet."