Burnin Metal

It is Christmas 2017 and in a few moments, the legendary Burning Metal contest is about to begin! Deep within his stronghold in the streets of Chicago, the contests demented creator, Calypso watches and waits... Fighting against each other will be every sort of clique: Anarchists, high-school dropouts, rednecks, Nazis, Russians & PTSD-suffering veterans, through one stands out, a 13-year-old looking to help her mom's terminal illness.. This, is where Tyson "Rookie" Ramirez's story begins....

"Welcome to Burning Metal, young man.... I've heard you stole this 2010 Camaro SS..." He said. "You don't joke around here, man! I could drive circles 'round them! Should I chose so, that is!". "You only have a few minutes before the carnage begins! Would you like me to introduce me to all of tonight's racers?" He asked.

"Sure, dude!" Tyson replied. So Calypso started pointing at everyone. Apparently, everyone was in here. Anarchists, high-school dropouts, rednecks, Nazis, Russians & PTSD-suffering veterans. A weird crowd of people. "Oh and, your Camaro has been upgraded with guns! Since your young, you won't make it with running away! You've got to use something!" When Rookie turned his head, he was surprised, his Camaro had been fitted with guns. "What are those, exactly?" Tyson pointed at the M6 "Yellow Jacket" Turret. "An M6 Turret. It will destroy anything with armor-piercing bullets, including the most strongest of Steel" He laughed.

"Ammo that can pierce anything?! Hell yeah, I'm buying!" He yelled in excitement. "Now prepare for the Arena Duel, Rookie!". Tyson's vison went dark, all of a sudden, before waking up inside his Camaro in an sort of stadium. "Soldier Field, where lots of Chicago Bears fans come here. Tonight, you'll be facing Vladimir The Crazy! Coming from an insane asylum in Western Russia, he escaped to America!" That's what Calypso said over the phone with Tyson, but all of a sudden: "I'm coming for you, American brat!". That's what came over Tyson's radio. Tyson started shaking at the thought of facing Vladimir, but he had to budge.

"Whatever Vlad! Your just trash!" Tyson bravely responded. "Don't talk to me like your a strongman! Your weak! Your nothing! Your ostracized!" Vladimir threatened. The both cars battled on and on, until Vlad's Lada Niva proved no chance for the Camaro's agility & dexterous maneuverability. Vladimir The Crazy had to accept it, he was gone... "Tell my children I love them, comrade" He said, saddened, before Calypso came over the phone, saying: "Now, Tyson! Wreck his ride, kill him, and ensure your ultimate victory!" Said Calypso in a callous tone. "No way! I'm not killing anybody, dude!" He said, appalled by what Calypso said. "How about I pull the plug on your mother's life?" Asked Calypso in a solemn tone. You had no choice than to agree.

You press the pedal so hard and fire at Vladimir with everything you have, his car explodes in a sphere of fire. He emerged victorious from the Arena Duel.. He gets out of the car, and his vision goes black, once again, only to awaken at Calypso's garage once again. "Now what? I killed Vladimir, now what's next?! Do you want me to slaughter civilians like an Texas Chainsaw Massacre?" Tyson said in anger. "Turn around, you have a surprise!" Laughed Calypso. When Tyson turned his head around, he was shocked - The same car he had destroyed was there, at the same spot where he once stood.

"Am I Dreaming? Is this a fucking macabre joke?" You point towards Calypso. "Now, now, Tyson Ramirez, don't do a fit over me, For I can grant you wishes, but also nightmares.. Now get ready for the Warehouse District Warfare!" His eyes went dark, and he got ready to fight, once again!

TBC