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The day turns to night while Brooklyn quickly comes alive, with people hoping from street to street, club to club, while the tall buildings light up, illuminating the city's skyline with bright colors.

Outside a large building with double edged doors, the aristocratic companies all hustle and bustle inside, to enjoy bland conversation and overpriced food that they could obviously afford.

Noah sits idly inside Reek's old busted up car, with the man himself next to him and (Y/N) in the back, fiddling with her fingers as she leans over the console with a big sigh.

When Noah asked his friend about a job that would earn him quick money, (Y/N) was quick to pull him aside and slap the side of his head.

She went on a rant about 'responsibility', but after calmly explaining to her that they weren't going to get anywhere when people like Mr Bisop treat them like they were nothing but trash, Noah watched as her face slowly sunk from announce to sympathy.

She nodded, and not even a few hours later, the two were in Reek's car and driving to the 'nicer' part of Brooklyn to snag a car.

(Y/N) watches as her friend moves around from his seat, from looking out at the street, to looking through the windows at the sidewalk, to then looking back at her to make sure she was still there and didn't ditch him.

Reek turns his head to the boy with a raised brow, and holds out the long stick of candy he was bush munching on. "Hey yo, you want one?" He asks, to which Noah scoffs. "No, I don't want any candy."

The man shrugs his shoulders before turning around and holding it out to (Y/N) with a smirk, but she slaps his arm away and sends the candy falling to the floor and rolling under the seat, no doubt covered in dirt and lint.

"I don't know where that candy has been." She sasses, and Reek sucks his teeth at her before turning around. "You both gotta relax, man." He says, eyeing Noah while chewing.

"You's energy's are really affecting my chi, and I get it, I was nervous for my first time to." Noah rubs his knees as he listens, and glances back to see that (Y/N) had stopped listening and was instead staring out the window.

"But you might wanna do some breathing exercises or something, look at me." Noah looks back at him, and watches as Reek takes a deep breath through his nose, his lips pulling all the way up, before exhaling through his mouth.

He does this a couple times more, but instead of making the two relaxed, it only made them slightly more annoyed than they already were at their friend. "My ma, my man, my man, my man." Noah stops him before he could take in another breath. "It's just, we ain't done this before."

"I know that, but them rich cats in there?" Reek points to the building with a grin. "They give a tone of paper to charities every year to make themselves feel better."

Noah nods along, and takes a look through the rearview mirror to look at his friend, still fiddling with her arms while she looks outside.

"Hell if you look at it from a holistic perspective, we doin them a favor." That causes a small grin to break out on (Y/N)'s lips, and Reek catches it. "My, my!" He laughs, clapping his hands once.

"Did I just make Miss Alpin laugh? And she got a pretty one to." He shoots his shot, and Noah hits him in the arm.

(Y/N) laughs once more, before shaking her head and crossing her arms. "What would we do without you, Reek?" She sighs, and Noah cuts in. "Probably stop flirting with eachother infront of my face, that's my best friend man." He complains, pointing to the girl in the back and glaring at Reek.

He only laughs, but shakes his head. "Nah man it's all in good fun. No harm bo fowl."

They stay quiet for a moment before Reek sticks his head out the window, and shouts. "HEY YO, YOU WELCOME !" The two passengers immediately duck down, and (Y/N) kicks his seat from the back. "What are you doing?!" She hisses, and tries to hide her face in her jacket.

"This ain't about to affect their pockets at all, B." Reek calms the two down, a bit amused at their reaction. "This about to be easy as hell."

"So why you ain't the one, goin in there and doing it?!" Noah frantically spits at his friend, still hunched over in his seat, his face tight while he points to the building. "Because! Papito, I'm the mastermind!" Reek says it like its the easiest thing in the world, and reaches into his console to pull something out.

"Here, put these in your ear." He sticks another piece of candy in his mouth before holing out two ear pieces with cords attached to them. (Y/N) leans over and takes a look at it before scrunching her nose. "Are you serious? Bro is that even clean?" She asks, and Reek scoffs.

"It's the fourth quarter, we got about ten seconds stuff on the clock..and you got the rock!" Noah snatches the device from his hands and mumbles in Spanish. He hands one of the pieces to (Y/N), and she takes it gratefully before snatching the candy from Reek's' hand and tossing it.

"Hey yo, B!" He yells at the women, but only receives a glare in affect as the two exit the car.

"Don't slam the-!" He's cut off when they both slam the doors hard and begin walking towards the building.

...

The two friends quickly dash beside the side of the building, Noah in front and (Y/N) behind him. They look and watch as a loading truck carefully unloads certain items and pieces.

Noah takes in a shaky breath, and sighs as his friends grips his hand tightly to keep him focused. "Yeah, there you go." They both hear a voice from their ear pieces, and groan as Reel encourages them. "Let that breath fill you up, in!" He exhaled, "out!"

"Please stop talking." (Y/N) mumbles out, to which Reek complies. "Okay, alright I get it, you don't like the chit chat back and forth but I got something for you." They hear something rattle over the radio, and their breaths pick up when music fills their ear, jazz music.

"You got a robbing mixtape?" (Y/N) whispers with a grin while she bobs her head slightly at the tune. Noah watches her in disbelief, but shakes his head when Reek responds. "No, I got a liberating mixtape!"

Shaking his head, Noah watches as the truck pulls out it's spot and drives off, neither the driver nor passengers noticing the two. He takes in two big breaths before dashing for the garage door while it closes.

He rolls onto the cold floor just in time, and pulls (Y/N) by her arm just as the door shuts behind her. They stumble to their feet, and hear the 'mastermind' chuckle over the radio.

"You feelin' that, huh?"

(Y/N) shrugs her shoulders and grins, before grabbing her friends hand and walking forward. "Whatever, man."

...

They both pass through a 'staff only' door, and look around at the people either packing stuff away or folding and turning up neatly pressed shirts.

"Alright, there should be nobody in this part of the building. You should be able to just walk right on in."

Taking his advice, Noah takes the first step before backing up and hissing as a women passes by, cloths in hand. She doesn't see them however, and (Y/N) grits her teeth. "Strike one mastermind, this place is packed!"

"Hey Walter." Reek calls out, "Everybody is divine, just act like you own the place." They both do as told and saunter through, greeting workers left and right who look to the strangely, but go back to minding their business.

"Try not to look suspicious." Too late, as the two back up when they spot a guard walking straight towards them from a different section of the area, having not noticed them but still a risk.

They both spin around, and Noah accidentally grabs onto a bag of laundry hanging from a hook before having it snatched by a worker. "Hey, man, sorry!" He apologies, and stumbles when (Y/N) grabs the back of his shirt and spins him around before quickly moving.

They round a corner, and Noah greets a few women with a nervous smile. "What are you doing, making friends?" Reek questions from the com, and the two finally breath a sigh of relief when they spot an exit.

(Y/N) looks through the small glass window on the door, and carefully opens it and slides through, Noah in tow. "Everything good?" Their friend questions, and the friends grin.

"We in the mix."

...

With the music slightly turned down, they both pass into the garage, where hundreds of well payed and well looked after cars await them. They jog down to the lower section of the garage, and listen to Reek's instructions.

"My man said it's tucked in the back, been there a couple weeks." They both scan and stare at each and every one of the polished cars, and (Y/N) can't help as a cheeky grin spreads on her face.

Noah looks over at her and chuckles. "You having a field day?" He asks, and his friends scoffs playfully. "Put me infront of a ton of fancy cars that I dreamed of owning as a kid?" She rolls her eyes and looks over at her friend.

"Nah." Noah laughs at her joke, and his eyes divert towards the last car among the line.

"It's like a grayish car, with like a.."

"Blue stripe.." Noah finishes for him, and (Y/N) whistles at the site of the car. "A 911 Carrera?" She breaths out, and ogles at the car. "That's a work of art." Noah watches as she bends down to get a better look, and chuckles at his friend.

He makes his way around it, and stares at the off symbol it had on the front. "You ever see that before?" He asks, and (Y/N) gets up to stare at the silver matted symbol.

She runs her thumb over it, and frowns. "Dunno, maybe the owner wanted some flare?" She grins, and rests her hands against the hood of the car. "What I would give to have a car like this.." she mumbles, before getting up and making her way over to her friend.

"Alright just like brother Reek showed you.." she hears the man speak, and watches as Noah uncaps a metal rod with a hooked tip. "Down the window." Noah pushes it into the side of the window. "A little wiggle." He shimmies the rod deeper. "Feel that snag and.."

Pop, the car unlocks easily, no scratches or dents in its place. (Y/N) grins and claps her friend on the back. They hear Reek chuckle over the com. "Now we making money."

Noah smiles, and reaches for the door and tries to open it. He frowns when he hears the car lock again, and (Y/N) raises a brow. He pushes the rod in and the car unlocks, and he tries again, only to groan when it locks again.

His friend sighs before bumping her shoulder with his and gently judging him aside. "Let me." She says, and grabs the rod from him. (Y/N) takes in a deep breath and steadies her legs before pushing the rod in and opening the door together, and smirks when it opens.

She looks over at Noah, and cocks her head to the side, telling him to move to the passengers seat. Noah scoffs with a smile but complies, and together they both get in and shut the doors.

The same symbol on the hood rested against the steering, and (Y/N) frowns when she sees it. "Alright, talk to me homies." Reek calls, and she nods her head, still staring at the symbol. "We're in."

She watches as Noah reaches over and unhooks two wires by the dash, and cuts them before pushing them together, trying to get the car to start. A spark goes off, and they both jump back when the radio crackles to life.

"Calling all Autobots, calling all autobots." A deep voice breaks through, and (Y/N) quickly fiddles with the nob and tries to turn the radio off. She looks over and frowns when she sees Noah breathing harshly.

"What are we doing.." he rasps out, and his friend pats his thigh, trying to put him at ease.

"Well, hell the coast is clear out here so whenever you want to slide that thing on out, you good!" They hear Reek call out to them, and Noah grabs (Y/N)'s hand before she could start the car.

"Noah?" She mumbles, and her friend shakes his head. "I can't.." his breathing picks up now, and he puts his head down.

"What you can't drive stick or something?"

Noah shakes his head. "We ain't no thieves." He says, and locks eyes with a conflicted (Y/N). She watches him closely, and after a moment, nods. "Your right..we're not."

"You both having an existential crisis now?" They hear Reek question in disbelief, but they both ignore him. "The deadline for that was when I offered you Twizzlers!"

Again, the radio crackles, and the same voice speaks through. "This is an emergency, can you hear me mirage, roll out!" They both look to eachother with furrowed brows.

"Ayo, who the hell was that?"

"I-it's the radio?" (Y/N)'s answer is more like a question, and Noah shakes his head. "This cars buggin I'm out." He goes to open his side but freezes when he spots a guard, flashlight in hand and slowly approaching the two. "Hey!"

They both duck down, and (Y/N) grips the steering wheel. "Oh shit!" She mumbles, and cringes when she hears the guard call out to them again. "Hey you two!"

Suddenly, they all flinch when the car sparks to life, it's engine roaring while it's headlights shine brightly. "(Y/N)! What are you doing?" Noah hisses to his friend, to which she fumbles with a response. "I-it's not me!" She yells, and yelps when the guard pulls out a gun and points it directly at her.

"Get out the car!" He yells, and both adults put their hands up and try to explain. "We're trying!" (Y/N) yells, "The car started by itself I promise!" She fumbles with the handle and yanks it hard, but the car wouldn't open. "It's not working!"

"Get out now!" The guard yells again, refusing to believe the women.

(Y/N) however, jumps back when she watches the gear stick shift into first gear and the excelerator move all by itself. The car quickly takes off, and both adults screech when the car drives up the ramp and towards the exit.

"What you doing?!" Noah yells at his friend, and (Y/N) only shoots him a glare while she grips the handle beside her head. "For the last time, ITS THE CAR!"

...

Reek presses his fingers to his earpiece form within his car, a complexes look on his face. "Noah, (Y/N), yo what's-" he cuts himself off when he looks through his side mirror, and hollers when he sees the car speed past him, both his friends banging on the window for help.

"Reek! Reek!" Noah yells, waving his hand around, but failing to get his attention.

"Now that's top tier manifestation!" Reek yells, and hits his hands on his dashboard with a loud laugh.

...

The Porsche speeds through the streets, narrowly avoiding cars while it swerved left and right before turning down into a larger street.

Noah tightens his face and reaches over to grip (Y/N)'s leg. "Bro the cars driving all by itself!" He yells into his earpiece, and Reek turns a corner when he spots them. "Yo, you guys good?"

"We don't know what's going on!" (Y/N) yells, "It won't stop!" She pushes her foot into the break, but the car barely does anything as she tries again and again.

"Stop!" She yells to the steering wheel. "Stop! Why aren't you listening?!"

"You might wanna slow down!" She hears Reek call to her, and she clicks her tongue. "Reek, ima need you to shut up for a second!" She yells, and yanks her earpiece out before throwing it into the backseat.

"No, no, no, no!" Noah hears the man yell from his earpiece. "You're just in an adrenaline high! Let's do some breathing exercises!"

Noah lowers his brows while bringing his hands up and gripping the dashboard. "I don't need no breathing exercises the car's driving by itself!"

They both look up at the sound of sirens and they curse when they see a cop car beginning to tail them. "Reek, what do we do?!" Noah asks frantically.

"Noah, I can not hear you." He hears the man say, and he yells. "Reek!"

"I can not hear you."  (Y/N) watches with wide eyes as the man turns a sharp corner and disappears, leaving them both to fend for themselves.

"No he did not!" She yells, and slams her hand on the wheel. "No he did not just leave us!"

She feels her eyes begin to blur when she sees the cop car pull around them and drive to her side of the window. "Pull over!" The officer yells, and she only presses her hand to the window. "Help me!"

The Porsche pulls away and shifts into second gear, before maneuvering around more cars. Noah watches with terrified eyes as they near a busy intersection, and screams while they pass through it.

"Noah!" (Y/N) yells, not once taking her eyes off the road while she breaths heavily. "Stop screaming!"

Her friend complies, and resorts to doing the breathing exercise Reek had told him to do. They both scream however as they approach a ramp pitched on the side of the road. (Y/N) reaches up and holds the steering wheel tightly, and they both scream loudly when they pass over it, but land safely on the road next to it.

Noah looks through the rearview, and breaths a sigh of relief when he sees the cop car turn on its side and begins to slide across the road.

The Porsche stops on its side, and (Y/N) whimpers at the incoming police car. She grips Noah's hand tightly as it moves closer but flinches when it gets hit by a truck and carried across to the other side of the road.

They both hold onto eachother tightly and turn around in their seats, about to take a breath but hold it when two more cars approach them, their lights flashing brightly and sirens wailing louder than ever.

"Drive.." (Y/N) mumbles, and curls into her seat. "Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive!!" She pleads, and the car waists no time in moving into third gear and speeding around to face the other direction before taking off.

Noah looks back and sighs when he sees one of the cops rams into an unsuspecting car, leaving them with only one officer to out drive.

"Bridge.." he mumbles, and lets go of his friends hand to tap the radio. "Bridge! Take Williamsburg!" He directs, and the Porsche turns a corner to head onto the given destination.

It drives onto the bridge and picks up speed, and (Y/N) begins to slowly smile. "Holy shit." She whispers, and turns to Noah with a grin. "This is so wack." She laughs, and her friend joins in before they jolt forward as the cop host the back of the Porsche.

"Y'all serious man?" Noah breaths out, and turns around to glare at the officer as he continues to hit the bumper. The car breaks and spins around, now making both adults stare directly into the eyes of a pissed off cop.

"Oh nah.." Noah shakes his head, and looks back to make sure they wouldn't accidentally hit someone. (Y/N) let's go if the wheel and looks around to, somewhat impressed by this odd cars sense of direction.

They move around different cars, but the police doesn't give up as he hits the front of the car, causing both friends to look down and yell. "Do something! Please?"

Rather quickly, the headlights become bright, and the cop has to cover his eyes while he drives due to the harsh light.

(Y/N) feels her jaw go slack when tue car begins to move, literally move around her and Noah. It breaks away in certain parts, and both of them are turned around while it puts itself back together, as it transforms right before their eyes.

The Porsche now faces the front, with its hood snapping back into place like nothing happened. "Oh yo, nah!" Noah yells, his neck arched as he grips his seat. "Nah, nah, nah, nah.."

The car switches infront of a truck, leaving the cop to move behind it and loose sight of them.

The radio tunes on once more, and that same voice rattles through. "Come in, come in, can you hear me Mirage?" (Y/N) makes a face and looks down. "Mirage??"

A spark of blue catches her attention, as she watches light pulse off of the car and bounce back and forth before forming four identical looking cars next to it.

The two look around at the cars, and Noah watches as an exact replica of himself shows the middle finger to the cop, with his best friend driving with a large grin.

(Y/N) looks over and sees only herself in one of the cars, and the version of her looks back and shoots herself a wink, before facing forward and continuing to drive.

Both adults turns to eachother and stare at one another with wide eyes as the name of the car suddenly clicks.

"Mirage!"

...

They all move around one another, and the cop slows down when he spots the new additions to the chase.

He stays behind one of them, and yells when it suddenly vanishes before his eyes and a barrier appears, causing him to hit the brakes a little to late and slam directly into it, damaging not only his pride but his car.

(Y/N) and Noah look behind them and relax a little when they see the car no longer following them.

They both swallow deeply, and hold eachothers hands tightly, waiting to see where this Porsche was taking them.

...

The car swerved down a small street before turning into an old building and locking up speed, well into the 70's. "Hey! Slow down! Slow down!" (Y/N) yells.

It finally stops and turns to its side, flinging both friends outside of its open doors and causing them to slam into eachother.

They both groan, and Noah touches his friends arm. "You alright?" He asks, and (Y/N) nods slightly. The sound of metal moving catches their attention, and they both turn around and back away when they watch the car they were just in, shift into something else.

The..thing, had arms and legs, like a human, and his most prominent color was blue. The wheels of the car folded against his back, giving the impression that he had wings but not really.

His voice was boyish, (Y/N) noted, and watched as he yelled out in excitement while rolling his shoulders with a large grin.

"WHOO-HOO-HOO! That felt good!"

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