Initial D Battle Stage 2

Prologue: My name is Jim Eligino. I've always aspired to become a racing driver, so my friends and I traveled to Japan to race on the mountain passes. After running a few practice laps on Akina, we formed a team, known as PVD (Pioneer Valley Drift). After our expedition, we decided to hold a tournament (uphill and downhill) amongst ourselves. THIS is where the story really begins!

(note – all cars are copyrighted by their respective manufacturers. I only own the characters. All the places listed here are fictional. "Initial D" belongs to its creator, Shuichi Shigeno. And most importantly of all…DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME. Do it on Forza Motorsport.)

Chapter 1

The first battle of the tournament is a downhill battle: the first two racers are me and Andrea Ortega. Andrea (the #3 downhill) drives a red Mazda MX-5 (otherwise known as the "Roadster", codename: NA6C), with 200 hp, a rear wing and a fixed roof. I (the #1 downhill) drive a Toyota Sprinter Trueno (codename: AE86), with a 210 hp AE101 racing engine, carbon fibre hood and racing brakes. The road we'd be racing on is Nichien Momiji Line in Tochigi Prefecture. And the hint here is the lidless gutters – 50/50 chance of winning or losing. A Lead-Chase battle is the first round, and both racers are ready to race!

Battle 1: AE86 (Jim Eligino) vs. NA6C (Andrea Ortega)

Togichi – Nichien Momiji Line

Music: Forever Love Me by Symbol

Both drivers revved their engines. As soon as Andrea shifted into first gear, I followed suit and the battle began.

"I made the right choice taking the lead," Andrea thought to herself. "Without my own rhythm, the downhill could take my life." Both racers approached the first corner with monumental speed. "I gotta relax – giving my all is #1 to me, rather than winning or losing." The next few corners gave the cars time to approach their full potential. "I can win this battle!"

That being said, Andrea began to drive like she was Takumi Fujiwara's sister. Her Roadster grabbed the corners tightly like an AE86. However, through the next series of corners, my 86 (the nickname of my car) raced through at faster speeds. When Andrea looked at her rear-view mirror, she looked shocked.

"He caught up!" she gasped. "But how? I'm in the zone; this is my best performance! How could this happen?" Through the next few corners, the 86 crept closer to the Roadster. I think I'll let myself in the race explain how I'm catching up – but first, some analysis.

"What amazing entry speed!" I noted, taking note of her technique. "She must know this course inside and out. But still, under consecutive corners, the 86's braking and exit speed is quicker." I obviously proved my words through the next two corners.

"Jim's an amazing driver," Andrea commented. "I can't shake him off! I am just dying to see from behind! Just what kind of driving style is he using? What attack is he using on MY home course? What's he doing differently from me? No matter what, we are going to a 2nd round. I WILL see his technique!" But as soon as she said that…

"I see her line!" I exclaimed. I jumped onto the side of the lidless gutters and floored it. Andrea was even more surprised.

"You crazy bastard!" she screamed. "Don't you know about the gutters?" I did. I carefully steered the 86 on the edge of the gutters, to bring me alongside her. "There is no way I'm letting you pass! As long as I'ma half-car length ahead, I'm in control!" She blocked the inside line, and kept it, but I found an even more inside line. I used this to my advantage and overtook her. "What? Impossible! I couldn't have left enough space to pass…there shouldn't be any ground there, unless…" And then it hit her. "Where the hell are you driving?" I used the very edge of the gutters by weight-shifting to help me use the gutter trick. "Am I dreaming? What just happened?" I used the exact same trick to boost me forward. "That's it. If an 86 can do it, so can I!" Well, she was wrong – and it cost her the battle. Her front right tire got stuck in the gutter, and it caused her to roll the car, and it would've killed her, had the car not made it all the way with the tires on the front. I rushed to Andrea's help, and she was OK.