The Ryder

I down-shifted to 4th and rolled harder on the throttle as I took off around the corner avoiding any vehicles I could. Once I straightened back out I shifted to 5th and booked it. I could hear the sound of the SUV's tires screeching as it tried to take the same turn just as fast as I did. How the heck did they find me this time? No time to waste asking questions, I shifted up to 6th and guided my Harley onto the interstate. I gunned it and lane split through lines of vehicles. The colors blurred past me as I knew I hit triple digits. I kept the SUV's headlights in my mirrors well I glanced back to see them driving just as recklessly to catch me. After 5 years, they still can't get me. I smirk at the thought that today's not going to be the day either. The roar of my exhaust was loud and screaming at the road under me as we kept going. I knew I could outmaneuver them, I've done it a dozen times before but I could tell Luke was getting impatient. He wanted me and I would kill myself before I went back to that hell. A flashback threatened to cloud my mind but I blinked hard and squeezed my thighs even harder into my tank. I needed to get away but the traffic was at a standstill now as I kept splitting through the lanes of traffic. The SUV decided to hit the grass between the roads and was gaining ground fast. I slammed on my rear brake as I rolled off the throttle as I came across what was holding up traffic. A line of police cars blocked the way to a car accident. I couldn't stop in time so I had to figure it out and fast. Motorcycles don't stop on a dime after all. I knew that SUV was close. I knew Luke had the money to pay anything off and I knew he wouldn't stop. As I gripped my bars and downshifted to slow down, I felt the sting of my shoulder before I even heard the BOOM of a gun. My adrenaline pumping so hard, I didn't feel the pain. I pushed the thought of it away for now. I had to focus. I twisted my bars in a fast maneuver and skid between 2 parked cop cars and gave it gas to the opposite side of the road the SUV was on. I could see all the cops, paramedics, and anyone else's heads snap up at the sudden actions but I didn't stop. I didn't get the cops involved, the ACE Corporation would kill any witnesses who tried to stop us. So I kept going, past the road was clear for miles so I shifted up to 6th and gave my bike every bit of throttle it wanted. I turned off my headlights and clicked on the red under glow I installed just for this reason. I could see the SUV's headlights getting further away. I noticed an off-ramp just at the bottom of a hill so I took it as fast as I could. I hit the second left down a dark country road and slowed. Once I went miles with no headlights following, I turned mine back on and took the road for several miles before I felt what hit me. My right arm started getting heavy, it was getting hard for me to hold the throttle down. "s**t" I muttered to myself inside of my helmet. I slowed down and clicked on my cruise control. Staying at a low speed, I only made it another mile or so till I saw an old worn-down shack. I stopped my bike, and when I went to put my feet down to stabilize myself, my right leg gave out and the bike tumbled right down. I hit the ground but luckily I moved my dead leg out of the way before I was stuck. "Common, this isn't the worst we've been through," I tell myself. Damn, Luke loves to use tranquilizer bullets to knock me out and boy do they work. After the last time, I smartened up and got myself a bulletproof layer put into my motorcycle cut. I groaned as I used the key to turn off my bike and I put it in my pocket. With the half of my body that wasn't asleep yet, I dragged myself off the bike and tried to pull it with me. Harley Sportster aren't the heaviest bikes but with the modifications mine has, makes it a bit heavier. I can normally get it up and I have had to drag it before but with only half my body working, by the time I got it off the road and dropped down into the ditch is when I felt my left side start to tingle. "s**t, these are stronger." The last ones didn't kick in as fast, Luke's getting smarter. I grabbed my bag off of my sissy bar and half-crawled over to the shed. I tucked myself behind the one wall still up and set in for the next few hours. Once these bullets hit, you're useless for at least 6 hours.... just great.