ENTITY: THE FULL SAGA

Back in Death Desert, the perimeter of Ironhold was packed with people who had paid thousands, or hundreds of dollars to attend the infamous Great Dune Dash. Michael, motivating himself at the starting line, smiled. "100 winners. 98 losers. Hold up, why the hell am I reciting a Lightning McQueen line? And why the hell is it 98, we're going to have to break our alliance later!" Trya smiled. "Smell ya at the finish line, Michael." she said jokingly. "Welcome to the 58th annual Great Dune Dash!" a man said from a rather small watchtower. "My names Johnathan Lopez, coming to you LIVE from this year's Great Dune Dash! The prize? 10,000 dollars! (we actually got our budget from the government) BUT WHO GIVES A SHIT! Here, we have 100 racers - bloodshed is allowed in this race, and everyone will fight for the money we have locked away in Embercliff! Following this will also be the execution of one of the most DANGEROUS and infamous criminals in the history of our innocent region, IKAMA BLACK! He was recently defeated by one of the most powerful figures we've seen in a while - Team ENTITY, also the people who launched a rescue mission alongside Forrest of Diamond City, have saved this land from a dangerous figure!

The crowd erupted into appreciation. "Anyway, this race will be 100 miles, crossing regions. Not like any of the representatives here give a shit about you racers, so lets get this on, BABY! GIVE ME MY 100 DOLLARS HOURLY!"

Michael rolled his eyes. "What a loser." Trya smiled. "So, this is it - our alliance finally comes into motion!" Michael nods his head in determination. "Good luck to you, Trya. Let's get through this together." he whispered. Meanwhile behind the screens sat the angered Samantha, who was already annoyed with the racer within seconds of everything beginning. "Just get on with it already! Nobody cares about your profit from your shitty job, so just START THE FUCKING RACE ALREA-"

"THREE!"

"TWO"

"ONE!"

Michael smiled. "Time to lock in." he thought to himself.

The starting gunshots were fired. The Great Dune Dash had finally begun! But what Michael was expecting would be the total opposite of what would actually happen. 

Michael and Trya smiled. "We'll get to Embercliff faster than anyone else can!" he exclaimed into the skies of the raceway, fueled by excitement and encouragement. Meanwhile in the region of Oaysys, a meeting circulated around the topics of the Great Dune Dash and its winner continued to rage on.

A man, known as Uma Romanti, slammed his hands against the table. "On behalf of the Romanti Clan, I know that Michael is going to win! Another man across the table, known as Hama Boa, laughed. "Speaking of that dumb brat, I hired tons of assassins to go after him and his so-called mother, Trya Velasquez. They're in the race, and they're going to set a trap for both of them so the money will be all MINE! And also, I need a new wife. Making Trya mine is just like the ideal dream!" Uma laughed. "You? Assassins? Michael's gang defeated many people stronger and older than you! He can beat some stupid assassins you throw at him!" Suddenly, Hama slammed his hands in response to the outrageous claim. "Wanna fight about it?" he exclaimed. As the two continued bickering, all of the other attendees continued to watch the dash without a care in the world who won - they were just happy to see Ikama dead. Suddenly, a man appeared from under the table. "You guys won't have to fight about it if you're already DEAD!" the man exclaimed before hitting both parties in the face with a burning leg, similar to Gerald's sizzling attack of Flaumalia. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?" one man exclaimed across the room. Walking up to Uma, he handed him a portrait of his past family. "You have been summoned to the courtroom in the depths of the Land of Trila. Fail to come, and you will be imprisoned for the rest of your life. This case is about your family and their desires, now that your little brother, Gerald Romanti, has caused enough chaos here in Nahata. The thing is, we can't let him find out you're still alive!"

TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT CHAPTER -The Summoning! Uma Romanti, Brother of Gerald Romanti!