"I'll handle this," you tell Dom and Letty. "My... abilities are perfect for this kind of operation."
Dom studies you with skepticism. "Ramirez's warehouse has military-grade security. Motion sensors, guards, cameras. It's not something one person can handle."
You smile, already feeling your system analyzing possibilities. "Trust me. I just need the layout and a distraction at the right moment."
Later that night, the crew gathers at Dom's house. Jesse unfurls blueprints of Ramirez's warehouse across the dining table, pointing out security features.
"Electric fence here, guard station there. Six patrols on rotating schedules. Camera blind spots are minimal." Jesse's fingers trace potential entry points. "And the parts we need are in the high-security section—titanium valve springs, carbon fiber intake manifolds, and the prototype NOS regulators."
Your HUD automatically scans the blueprint, highlighting vulnerabilities invisible to normal perception:
[Security Analysis Complete]
[Weaknesses Identified: 3]
[Optimal Entry Point: Roof Ventilation]
[Patrol Pattern Exploitable Gap: 47 seconds]
"I can do this," you say with quiet confidence. "But I need a distraction at exactly 1:17 AM to draw the exterior guards away for just under a minute."
Dom and Letty exchange glances.
"How could you possibly know that's the perfect time?" Letty asks.
You tap your temple. "The same way I knew how to fix that transmission and drive like I did tonight. I just... see things others don't."
Dom nods slowly. "Alright. We'll create a distraction—small engine fire in the lot across the street. Nothing traceable."
"I'll need a comms unit and something inconspicuous to wear," you add.
Vince tosses you a black hoodie. "What, your magic powers don't come with a ninja costume?"
Everyone laughs, the tension breaking. Even you smile, appreciating how quickly you've become part of their banter.
At 12:45 AM, you're positioned on a rooftop overlooking Ramirez's warehouse. Your system continuously updates, tracking guard movements and security camera rotations. Dom's voice comes through your earpiece.
"In position. Letty and I are in the car across the street. Vince and Leon are at the extraction point. You sure about this?"
"Positive," you reply, eyes fixed on your minimap where guards appear as red dots. "Just be ready with the distraction in exactly..." you check the countdown timer, "...24 minutes."
You move to the warehouse's blind side, your system highlighting handholds and footholds invisible to the naked eye. As you climb, a notification appears:
[Skill Activated: Advanced Infiltration]
[New Ability: Enhanced Night Vision]
[Detection Risk: 12%]
The world transforms through your enhanced vision—security measures glow red, potential paths shine green. You reach the roof undetected, finding the ventilation access exactly where Jesse's blueprints indicated.
The vent cover's security measures are more sophisticated than expected—an alarm trigger connected to a motion sensor. Your system automatically suggests:
[Tool Required: Electromagnetic Pulse Device]
[Alternative: Precision Bypass of Alarm Circuit]
You don't have an EMP device, but your Instant Mastery kicks in as you touch the alarm panel. Knowledge floods your mind—circuit diagrams, bypass techniques, timing sequences. Your fingers move with surgical precision, disconnecting and reconnecting wires in a specific pattern.
[Alarm Bypassed]
[Stealth Rating: 98%]
[Time Remaining Until Distraction: 11:42]
You slide into the ventilation system, crawling silently through metal pathways guided by your HUD's perfect mapping. Below, guards patrol with clockwork predictability, their movements creating a complex but navigable pattern.
You reach the vent above the high-security storage area. Three guards inside, one stationed at a computer terminal, two circling the inventory shelves. Your countdown shows 2:13 remaining until Dom's distraction.
[Mission Update: Wait for Distraction]
[Current Position: Optimal]
[Detection Risk: Increasing - 17%]
One guard looks up, frowning. Did he hear something? Your heart pounds as he walks directly beneath your position, hand drifting toward his radio.
"Hey," the second guard calls, "coffee's ready."
The first guard hesitates, then shrugs and walks away. You exhale slowly.
Your countdown reaches zero. Outside, a car engine revs violently, followed by a whoosh and shouts of alarm. Through the security monitors visible from your position, you see flames erupt from a vehicle across the street.
"Distraction active," Dom's voice confirms. "You've got 47 seconds."
The guards below run toward the commotion, leaving the storage area momentarily unattended. You drop silently from the vent, your system already highlighting the storage containers holding your target parts.
[Objective Located]
[Time Remaining: 39 seconds]
Your hands move with impossible efficiency, selecting only the highest quality components from each bin. Your system analyzes each part, rejecting any with microscopic flaws invisible to normal inspection.
[Parts Acquired: 11/12]
[Time Remaining: 21 seconds]
[Warning: Guard Returning]
One guard has broken from the group, heading back inside. You can hear his footsteps approaching.
[Escape Routes Analyzed]
[Primary Route: Compromised]
[Secondary Route: Available - Window Access]
[Time Window: 14 seconds]
You grab the final part—a prototype NOS regulator worth more than most cars—and sprint silently to the window. Your system highlights the building's blind spots as you unlock the window and slip outside, securing yourself on a narrow ledge just as the guard reenters the room.
"All clear here," you hear him report through the glass.
[Extraction Route: Calculated]
[Rendezvous Point: 220m Southeast]
[Detection Status: Clean]
You navigate down the building's exterior, moving through camera blind spots with perfect timing. Once on the ground, you sprint through predetermined safe zones to the extraction point, where Vince waits in a nondescript sedan.
"Holy shit, you actually did it," he says as you slide into the passenger seat, displaying the bag of parts. "How did you—"
"Just drive," you reply, adrenaline still coursing through you. "Normal speed, nothing suspicious."
As Vince pulls away from the curb, your system confirms:
[Mission Complete: Parts Acquisition Successful]
[Stealth Rating: 94%]
[Relationship Update: Vince - Respect +25]
Back at Dom's house, the crew examines your haul with amazement.
"These are perfect," Jesse whispers, inspecting a titanium valve spring with reverence. "Some of these parts aren't even on the market yet."
Dom claps your shoulder. "I've seen some impressive things in my time, but that... that was something else." His expression grows serious. "You know, with skills like yours, we could do more than just race."
Letty shoots Dom a warning look. "Don't go there."
"Go where?" you ask, though your system already highlights a new potential mission type:
[Potential Mission Path: High-Value Heists]
[Risk/Reward Ratio: Extreme]
[Legal Consequences: Severe]
Dom leans forward. "There's a reason we need money beyond racing. The parts are just the beginning. We've been planning something bigger. Something that could set us all up for life."
"Dom," Letty interrupts, "we agreed to wait until after San Diego."
"Plans change," Dom replies, eyes fixed on you. "I think Michael here just accelerated our timeline."
The room falls silent as everyone looks at you. Your system presents multiple dialogue options, but you dismiss them. This decision feels too important to leave to algorithms.
"What exactly are you planning?" you ask.
Dom smiles, but it doesn't reach his eyes. "How do you feel about trucks?"