Even against Wyatt's advice, Brandon had to stay up a little that night. Further researching on the company that was possibly his near future, Brandon finally dozed off at twelve...

And yet he woke up early, even before his mother, and high tailed it to the garage. He had more questions racing around his mind more than ever, and his sleep had been plagued with nightmare after nightmare. Brandon had absolutely no intentions on having any run-ins with his mom that morning. So there he was, driving to the base more exhausted and spent than the previous day. With circles visibly under his eyes, he sighed as he pulled in, "Wyatt's going to kill me when he sees how bad I'm doing."

The crimson car also parked in the garage said that Rhett too had come early... wow. Rhett was not a morning person.

Still, Brandon winced upon realizing he was still the last one here, Gage is always here before anyone else... Not good, Brandon.

Brandon opened the door to the observation room... and noted how Rhett had fallen asleep in one of the chairs all over again. Brandon rolled his eyes and walked over to Wyatt, who was half asleep at the cameras himself, eyes barely staying open.

"Long night?" Brandon asked.

"How does Gage do it?"

Brandon smirked, nudging his shoulder, "Caffeine."

Wyatt rubbed his eyes, "I'll never criticize how many energy drinks he inhales again..."

Brandon glanced at the cameras himself, all was peaceful in Hot Wheels City. The red sunrise was odd though, the morning sky was usually blue.

Brandon was tired enough, his mind escaped to the superstitious thinking that he judged Rhett how many times for, Is it a bad omen?

Wyatt, in his adorable sleepiness, finally dozed off where he was. Of course, his head dropped and hit the alarm button. Red light flashing, horn blaring, Wyatt instantly lifted his head again, eyes wide open.

Rhett too woke up, jumping from his chair in alert, "Salmon!"

Brandon reached and pressed the button, turning the alarm off. With all quiet again, Brandon crossed his arms, glaring at the two, "Guys, just a heads up, I'm exhausted, did not sleep well at all last night, and I really don't have a lot of patience today."

Wyatt and Rhett, who were tired as well, exchanged worried faces, then they looked back to Brandon.

Rhett yawned, "Glad to see I'm not the only one..."

Then a smaller and quieter alarm sounded from the observation keys. Brandon and Wyatt scrambled to the controls, looking up at the screen and noticing that familiar, grey car speeding through downtown.

"He just popped up outta nowhere!" Wyatt cried.

Rhett moaned, "I have a bad feeling about this..."
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Engines were raring, rubber felt hardcore friction against the road, emotions were high... team morale was low.

Morale was so low.

Everyone was tired and run out. Even Wyatt, who was always a basket full of sunshine, seemed to be down. Brandon caught it all, and it put even more pressure on his back. Gritting his teeth, he turned to his tablet and checked the radar, "Okay, let's see if we can catch him this time... Fingers crossed..."

Silver's signature signal appeared on the radar, he was only a block away. "Rhett, Silver's at Borderline Road, try to get to the other side to block him. Wyatt, I'd say some air cover would be fine and dandy."

Wyatt responded, "Don't know if the rooftops can support the weight of my truck. You got time to make some calcul-"

"-No time for that! Silver's on the move and we have to trap him."

Rhett scoffed, "Okay, I'm on it..." And he departed from the rest of the group.

Only two left, Brandon narrowed his eyes, tone more threatening, "Wyatt..."

"Brandon, I would say it's funny how our roles are reversed for once, but this is dange-"

"-Wyatt!" Brandon shouted.

Wyatt sighed, "If I die, it's your fault." And he jumped away.

Brandon rolled his eyes, "Oh, you'll live..."

With that he hastily turned the car, seeing Silver just at that side. Brandon bit his tongue, eyes shining in determination as he hit the button for his submachine gun. Silver saw and swerved towards the end of the road. True to the plan though, Rhett blocked that side of the road. Brandon activated the aiming mechanism for the gun through his helmet, actually smirking at how well they were doing, "Brandon likie, let's make this quick..."

Before Brandon could aim the gun though, Silver took a surprising move and swerved into the skinny alleyway, Circle Tracker on one set of wheels to fit tight, and zoomed out without much sweat. Having not caught this error in the first place, Brandon growled.

Thankfully, he was not the only "plan builder" on the team. From his side of the street, Rhett pointed to the direction Silver went, speaking into the comn, "I'll circle around to Chef Street, Brandon, take left Wain Street?"

Brandon also opened the comn again, "Yeah, let's do that." He then called Wyatt, "Change of plans, can you follow Silver around until we catch up?" Brandon was already on the move, driving through the shortcut to Wain Street.

Wyatt responded instantly, "Got it!"

On his side of the story, he jumped onto a set of rooftops for a better view. He actually noticed Circle Tracker quite easily and drove on after it, keeping on top for a good vantage point. He was so tired though, even subconsciously, a person who always had low observational capabilities was particularly oblivious to much surroundings... and it would be his literal downfall...
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As for Brandon, he caught up quickly thanks to his booster rockets, turning from Wain Street to Chef Street hastily. Whether it be his exhaustion or some form of miscalculation on his tablet - or both - he failed to figure out how close the silver sports car was to the bend. Of course, gasping loudly and slamming the brakes were what came with seeing the blinding silver sparkle right in front of him. Brandon's helmet even jerked, he came to such a sudden stop. He looked up, he literally had stopped a millionth of an inch from his opponent.

But something else was not right.

Brandon opened his car door. Circle Tracker was in mint condition... but it was that familiar, yellow truck turned on its back that caused an adrenaline rush.

Brandon pretty much screamed, not even going for a medical kit as he burst out racing towards the truck, "Wyatt!"

Only several feet made in progress though, Brandon was quite amusingly tripped by a silver boot, belonging to an anonymous driver, and he landed on his face.

"Surprise!" Silver called in sarcastic happiness, "Welcome to the bloodbath, jump into the tub! We have rubber duckies and-"

Brandon rose to his feet, remembering how this guy had wreaked psychopathic warfare on Wyatt and his (Brandon) boyfriend before, "Enough!"

Silver took one or two casual steps back, tossing a lazy arm towards him, "How demanding. Are all LeBay's like this?"

His helmet not even off to reveal his identity, Brandon was shocked, "Wha- how- how did you-"

Silver scoffed, "I've done my research, and I have informants".

Brandon's eyes narrowed, "I don't know where you're going with this, but I need to fix the team and see my boyfriend".

"Oh sure, I'll let you go if you survive" Silver laughed. Suddenly, they see Twin Mill going at full speed and rammed into Silver. Three cars show up and the colours were black, purple and gray.

"Stealing my brother's car was minus one for me" a voice said, cockily "End of the road, Silver. You can not come in, trying to kill Gage, Wyatt, Rhett and Brandon" a voice hissed. "For this, you'll face us" a third voice growled.

Brandon got Jump Truck on its wheels and drove off, towing it along. Rhett followed. Silver and the three new cars faced each other as they fought. "Thanks Jay" Brandon said. "No problem. Go say hi to my brother" Jay called.

Brandon, Wyatt and Rhett got to the hospital. They get out of their cars and enters. They go to their leader's room. "Hey Gage, buddy" Rhett said softly. Gage opened his eyes and looked at his team. "Did...we win...against him?" Gage asked as the boys sighed.

"We don't know. Your brother and his friends are fighting Silver now. Jump Truck was on its back when I saw Wyatt" Brandon said. "Stormshocker broke down. How is Jay facing Silver?" Gage asked. "He...stole Twin Mill" Rhett said. "What?!" Gage was shocked his older brother would do that.

"Relax. Twin Mill is fine....I think. All he did was come at full speed and ram into Silver" Rhett said. "He's cocky, like someone I know" Brandon smiled and Gage blushed.