Fear!

Fear rattled through my skin and bones making me go cold with each passing minute. Why do this much amount of fear eat me was incomprehensible.

Bluebirds completed their stunt and their cheers were earsplitting. I wondered what was so cheerful about that; about completing your stunts in the allotted time. It was after their performance; my question was answered as well as masked with fear seeing the next group, called Black Thunder; fall down breaking one of the rider's hand and arms. This clutched a fear in my heart. This was all new to me. Even though everyone chanted Thank God, I wondered why they were thanking God for breaking his arms. But, then, this was only what happened, it was nothing major right?! Was the answer of Nat and to be honest, something major is possible. At this point, I could hear my heart in my ears. I had to cross my fingers and pray to whoever is hearing to keep Nat and Alex safe.

I inquired Alex in a tonne of alarm when Nat will varroom off, Alex assured me it will take time because there were a total of twenty-three groups, after elimination, sixteen groups were remaining to perform and us being the sixteenth one to perform, we had plenty of time. He never detected the stupid fear in my voice. Or it might be so, that he was ignoring it. Wait, was he scared? His hands squeezed mine, making me assured that danger is inevitable. Why was I sweating much?

Because Black Thunder fell onto their face, the third group had an early start. Wow, at this moment, everything is advanced to make me grow anxious by each passing second.

This next group was named Serene Choppers; a fitting name for their appearance. The riders who made an entrance was two young guys by the look of their face, but they looked old enough because of their sprouting muscles and tattoos that adorned their body. I was not sure; there was a something in them that made them look old beyond their age. Everything looked devilish in a handsome way, with their hair spiked like huge mountains and dyed neon colors; they looked like they were ready to chop some ass. I already liked them though they were ferocious. I had to chuckle at that. Alex looked at me reassuringly and smiled at my tensed chuckle. His tiny little peck on my lips satisfied the inner growl. All is right.

The very first thing they did before they got onto their bike was raised their middle finger on both hands and roar like angry lions. I blinked once and twice, and then I laughed out loud. Because I was standing close to the entrance pit, my laugh silenced the people nearby and the roaring lions. And because the people close to me was silenced, nearby people became quiet making the whole place go quiet within seconds. I was stunned. So stunned, that I never knew I could grab this much attention. Now it was the time for the choppers to blink. Once, twice, they chuckled and showed me their thumbs up. All this while, I was holding my breath and seeing their cute face, I thumbed back and laughed. This was so much fun cheering the crowd and they all raised their thumbs. Wonderful! Finally, something that makes me feel like a bucket of ice has been poured for my aid.

It was one awkward situation, nevertheless enjoyable. Alex looked at me crazily at first, then patted my back and snickered.

On the ground, Serene Choppers were lions; like really angry lions who knew their game. I have no idea what they were doing. One guy whose hair was the color of purple and neon orange was sliding on the group handling one side of the bike while the other one whose hair was deep indigo and neon yellow stood on the bike with his hands spread out like he was flying. I have no idea how they are balancing their bike and why I was noticing their striking hair. Well, I guess the passion for this dangerous fun was making them do all these crazy stunts and finally I have no idea how they both jumped and were seated like they were before. The look on their face arrested the show because they were riding the bike to a halt with a cute expression which said, 'I didn't do it.'

I was the first one to holler and cheer for them because I couldn't help it. They were really wonderful and seeing me, they were clearly amused by my expression and grinned at me showing their perfect white teeth which seemed to twinkle in the end. Cliché, I know!

Alex was green from all the exchanges I was having with them. He waved to those two while holding me close to him. The one with yellow hair rolled his head back and laughed. But the one with the orange hair strolled to us with swag and took Alex in a bear hug while they pulled my handshake and kissed it.

"Hello, senorita."

"Hi."

"Name's Jackie and this is my buddy, Rocky...

"Nice... I am Angelina but you can call me Angela."

"More like an angel to me"

"Ah, but that name is exclusive for my man here."
"Oh, Alexey..."

Jackie hollered and manhandled him in a very friendly manner and they talked like they were old friends. I already liked them and wanted to meet their full gang.

"Hey Angela, don't you want to meet my girl?" Just what I needed and that's what I was offered by Rocky.

"Yes, I was about to ask because I would love to meet the rest of you."

"Sure, after the tournament Alex will bring you to our club, won't you love?"

"Yea, sure"

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"I already love them."

"Oh, they look ferocious but they are so good. I met them last year and we became friends like old buddies. I still have contact with them and yea, they were the second place winners last year."

"Oh, but I thought Blue Birds were the second place winners."

"No, they were the fourth, being the first runner-up."

"Hmm, well I always thought one club won't mingle with the other."
"Yea, if the other club is like Blue Rose and London Daredevils, I shall never cross their path."

"Who's Daredevils?"

"That yellow gang you see, over there? They are so notorious, that they were banished from our country."

"Good lord."

"Hmm..." he absentmindedly answered me watching the game.

To be honest, this was not my cup of tea. I was not really interested and enthusiastic about the game like all others were. Bikes really interest me only when my mind is in my air, not when the wind is stuck inside of me.

Nat ushered me to the washroom and I waited for her to finish her business. As I was waiting I came to hear the very devastating news.

The two girls were powdering their already whitewashed face. I wonder where they pat all these and what do they do at the end of the day. Pluck it out with a butter knife?

"Stacey was so brutally killed and did you know that she was brutally raped?" said the blond while squirting a strong fragrance on her hair and neck. The smell was fabulous but too much of everything is deadly.

"Oh my... but, who is Stacey?" she was as uninterested as she sounded but was fully focused on applying another round of mascara while pouting her lips in different directions. I wanted to laugh so badly, but then I won't get to hear this gossip so I bit my lips and examined my nails, so not wanting to capture their attention.

"You stupid, the one who was in Red Scars; sister of Sandra from Blue Birds" she stopped squirting and opened Mac Blusher. God, she didn't really need another round to her face. Why was I sweating, it was her face. Man, I really need some time killer here.

"Ah, but why do I care." She was reddening her already red lips that were alarmingly bright. I seriously need to stop criticizing but hey, who am I apologizing to? I was mentally cracking another comment which can be heard only by me, right? Duh!

"You fool; were you even listening? I said, Den, was the one who was behind her death and there is a rumor, she was pregnant with Den's kid." Wow, that's news.

"Oh, no way..." She was really not interested. Man, they were really great loudspeakers.

"Oh, you have no idea. Well, that is not half of it. Your lipstick smeared there. Yea, what was I saying, yea Alex is in danger." Oh, this perked my ears if all this time I was least interested.

"I heard from Clover that Den has planted something for the last round and it is... what are you listening to fatty?" this time, I gave in. I was like looking at her with wide round eyes that must look like saucers.

"I was wondering did Gucci showcase their new arrival, the one which is having Sylvie Leather Top Handbag."

"Oh my god you have no idea, their new handbag is so awesome that it goes well with... wait a minute, how come you know about it?"

"Well, it's a shame that you don't know about me."

"I am sure I don't entertain myself to acquaint with fat unattractive girls like you."

"Oh, but it's a shame that you are not in the modeling like me."

"What?"

"Yup, have three contracts signed and ready to go. I have the first one in London, the next one being in Paris and finally the third one in Italy."

"You are bluffing you fat pig."

"Don't believe me? I will personally invite you, please give me your card."

"Oh my god, I can't believe it. A fat girl in the model biz, wow, the world is crazy."

"Man, you really are so back in fashion news. So, what were you talking about that celebrity in danger?"

"Yes, hush; you don't want people to hear that now, do you? Because I am not sure if this is bona fide or not; I heard from Clover that Den has planted his revenge, I wonder why? For Alex in the last round where he is to perform the one to actually claim the championship, yea and I am not sure how, but it is planned for Alex to end up in flames."

My heart constricted. Nat, having all the fun listening to our conversation came to my aid in a blink of eyes, making the girl gasp in awe to see the wonderful rider right in front of their eyes and they completely forgot about Alex, danger and a certain pink bag. Nat politely smiled and rushed out to see Alex.

The unconditional, incomprehensible fear was back full in action. From what I heard, only one thing touched me and it was the only thing I felt running through my bones and veins.

Fear!

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