Neon Lights - A STORY

[scytheandserpent]

 It was that time again. Flashes of bright violet and blue sparkled in the night sky. It was one of those nights again. The skies sparkled, the city lights flickered... Thunder was rising in the distance. It's rumble calling out all of them. The people were already asleep, when *they* emerged from the hiding... Their engines revved in the night sky as they rode without care. It was time for the pack to come out of hiding. The bikes, which were shiny blue and violet chrome, drove ahead of a bright pink cabriolet.

In the wheel of that cabriolet was a woman with almost sparkling blond hair. She wasn't just sitting, she was vibing. Dancing to the music as she drove. She howled as the beat dropped. The three motorbikes ahead of her joined in the howl and sped up, doing wheelies and laughing. They raised their fists into the air as the music intensified after yet another drop.
They drove recklessly, hearing sirens blaring behind them. But they didn't stop. Instead, they sped up. The neon skies flickered as the backdrop. The four disappeared from sight once the cops got closer, and there was only the sound of laughter left.
"Those damn ghosts..." One of the cops growled in annoyance.
They had seen them once or twice before... A local tale of the Neon gang, who stole from the rich and gave to the poor, all the while having fun. Free spirits... Who would rather die than get caught...