“ Hey, Reid. When are you gonna give me my parking spot?”

“ My parking spot. I bet Carswell far and square.”

“ So lets run for it. This thing will eat any of your Buick's”

Chuckling, “yeah right. OK, Friday 11 pm Monastery drag. But I had better give my winter beater a tune up to make it fair.”

With that he looked like he was going to get out of the car, but one of his buddies held him back. “remember what she did to Morgan and the others”
With that he cooled down some.
“ Oh, Let's make it interesting and run for titles. Too bad, your daddy will get mad when you lose your car.”

“ yeah right.”

“ And the Street Knights will be their to officiate. So nothing funny goes on.”

“ OK, Reid. 11 on Friday. You had better be there or else.”

“ If , YOU don't show that pretty little mopile will be mine by default. I could use a new winter beater.”
With that He floored it with little to show.

“ What a douche bag.” Steve commented.

“ He sure is, He also thinks he is gods gift to woman.” Kelsey said. “ He has been trying to get into our pants for years. Kennedy had to kick his ass for being grabby once.”
“ Don't think you have anything to worry about”

“ I'm not worried one bit. Nodding toward her GS.” This would take that Charger. The Special is way faster than this is.”

Pointing to an old dilapidated building that is almost invisible behind the overgrowth.” You know what that building is” Steve asked? “ I always wondered.”

“ Sue, told me that it was the old nature center they had here once. Now it is a place for dope deals, first fucks and low lifes.”

Sue Gentry was another Street Knights member. She drives a black 78 Dodge Aspen wagon. She was the first female member of the Street Knights.
Looking at her Phone.” Damn, I gotta bail. I have speed practice to coach at 4. Catch ya Friday night.”

“ Later” Steve said.

Kelsey got in her Supercharged Buick convertible. She jumped on it as she left. Her GS went sideways. Something that Kelsey always did. Steve wasn't the least bit nervous as he knew that Kelsey even though she is only 17. She can handle any car. Kelsey roared up to the light at Finkel, then made a leisurely turn towards home.
Kelsey decided to head up Telegraph on the way. Which runs through Detroit. As she caught the light just up from 7 mile. As she waited two unsavory types crossed the street.
As one got past the front of Kelsey's Buick they each rushed her.
Pulling a knife, the one on the drivers side said, “ Give Us the car bitch, and no one will get hurt.”

“ Well, I believe you two are the only ones who are getting hurt” Kelsey said as she knocked the knife out of his hand and breaking his wrist at the same time. She did a over hand chop to crack his collar bone. The one on the passenger side got a broken forearm. All in the space of about 3 seconds. The light turned green and she casually went on her way. Leaving them standing in the road clutching their broken parts.

As Kelsey drove towards home. She thought about her Ninja training. It was just after she, Kennedy, Kalley, and Kendra turned 2. Karla, Keely and Keira started a year later when they turned 2. Master Yamata was harsh but made it fun for the girls. Over the years of everyday training they learned the way of the Ninja. Everything from manual offense and defense to weapons and chemicals used by the ninja. They also learned at what angle to strike a person to break bones, pressure points, and even kill both with bare hands and with weapons. The Reid girls also learned the psychology of the ninja. Use of appropriate force to neutralize an opponent. Master Yamata taught the girls to move with stealth, and use of cover and concealment. By the time the girls where 5 they had the equivalent of a third degree black belt. Their 6 hours a day training continued until the day they left Japan, when Kelsey was 11.

Kelsey turned onto 10 miles to take it to Middlebelt then home. Pulling into the garage she put up the top and covered her 71 Convertible. Kendra's Audi was gone as was Karla's. Keira's Honda was back. Heading to her room. Kelsey stripped out of her jeans and t-shirt. She put on her work shirt a maroon polo and an athletic skirt. Making sure her cock was well hidden. Kennedy and Keira are also transgender. They where raised as girls since the day they where born. Kelsey headed back to the garage. Kelsey decided to check out the old nature center at Eliza Howell later tonight. So before she left she packed a few necessities

As she went through the house, Keira was practicing her Saxophone. Keira was one of the best in the state on her Saxophone. Even though she is only 16 she already has a full ride scholarship to the London conservatory of music. She is first chair in their high school band, the Southeastern Michigan band. And the University of Michigan band. Keira has been all over the world playing. She has put a lot of people in awe when she plays. Kennedy was working on something on the computer, as usual. Heading back to the garage, she hopped in her Daily driver, really doesn't fit Kelsey's 1965 Buick Special. All though she does drive it daily. A twin Turbocharged V6 putting out over 1200hp to the rear wheels are rarely called daily drivers. As Kelsey back out of the garage heading towards work. Her Mom pulled in in her Lincoln Aviator. Her mom came over to Kelsey's car.

“ Hi, Mom.”

“ Hi, Hon. Where you going?

“ Work, I have speed practice and paperwork to do.”

“ Are you going to be late” Mom said.

“ Not too late, may hit telegraph a little.”

“ OK.” Then with a quick move Kelsey's mom lifted Kelsey's skirt. “ Good Girl keeping it nice and hidden.”

“ MOM, I am a lady” Kelsey exclaimed. But Kelsey's mom has done spot checks on Kennedy, Keira, and herself. Since they could dress themselves. Truth be told, Kelsey's mom is also a transgender. Both the quadruplets and the triplets where carried by a surrogate. Her dad donated for the Quads and her mom for the triplets. Being that Kelsey's Mom, Amber Michelle Reid is a Medical Doctor she was able to do all the birth certificates, and Medical checks on the girls. Also with some ancient Japanese herbs. She was able to have Kelsey, Kennedy and Keira grow up and develop as females. Even having period cramps once a month once they became the appropriate age.

“ Mom, Quit I need to go.”

“ Alright but don't be too late.”

Kelsey headed out. Driving down Middlebelt Rd. Not in a hurry just cruising along at the speed limit. She caught the light just south of 5 mile rd.
As she waited a new corvette pulls up beside her vintage Buick.

“ Think you have something hot there Sweet heart” Vette guy hollers over to Kelsey. The comment my have stemmed from the old school Grand National bumper sticker on her car, 'I brake for Corvettes'

Smiling “I know I do.”

“ Lets run.” Vette says.

“ Fine” Kelsey reaches down and flips the switch to open the exhaust. Activating the line lock. She brings the revs up on the twin Turbo V6. In typical Buick fashion the whole car begins to raise. As soon as the light goes green Kelsey hammers it. The BF Goodrich drag radial spin half a turn than grab. The Buick is rocketed forward. All She has to do it hit second because vette boy is way behind. She quiets the Buick Special to a mellow rumble. Pulls to the Light at Schoolcraft.

“ What do you have it that thing? Vette says pulling up beside again.

“ Just 1200 horses of V6 Buick power.” Kelsey says as she pulls casually away from the light. The look on his face was priceless. Turning right on to Plymouth rd. Kelsey thought about her 65 Buick Special. It was literally a grandmas car. She bought it in Dayton, OH. Her, Kennedy and her dad. Drove it home with the factory 225 V6 and 2 speed transmission. The body was in fairly good shape. Minor dents and scratches. Both bumpers where twisted. The factory paint was faded, however the interior was in great shape. No sooner than they pulled into the garage/barn. Kelsey began work on the Special. Within 3 hours the front clip was removed and the engine and transmission on a pallet. Ready to go to a new owner. Within another 4 the body was off the frame and the frame was ready to be sent for blasting and over to her uncles for reinforcement and a powder coat. The body was stripped and also taken to be blasted. The body was also taken to her uncles. A full competition roll cage was installed, tucked right up nice and tight. Kelsey worked on her Buick Special as often as she could. Until she finally dropped in the ultra high performance Buick V6. It was a rare Aluminum Stage 2 block with highly modified Stage 2 heads. The best of everything, Custom cam, twin 76 mm turbos with about 32 pounds of boost. Everything was race level. Once she got it running she took it to her uncles for dyno testing and tuning. The first time on the rollers, Kelsey thought it would make maybe 800-850 Hp. Without any tuning it hit 1087 hp. Her uncles lead tuner had it for 3 days. Tuning all they would say was, it made a little more than the first pull. So she figures about 1200hp.

Kelsey made the bend turning off Plymouth rd on to Ann Arbor Rd. Just past Ramchargers. Kelsey has dealt with them for years. It is close to her uncles shop. Turning left on to Haggerty Rd. A right on Joy to Rhonda into the parking lot of Skatin' Station. Grabbing her bag, Kelsey opened the back entrance After disarming the alarm. She headed to her office. It was behind the Pro-shop. For the next 45 min she worked on doing some paperwork. Doing schedules, placing orders for both the snack bar and the pro-shop. Calling in a service call for the broken Asteroids machine. Making sure she told Kevin Martin her Assistant Manager That they would be here Monday afternoon.

At quarter to 4 Kelsey finished her paper work. She headed the front door to open it for her speed team. One by one they began showing up. First as always was Heather Graham, Kelsey's star skater. Then Amber Miller was dropped off by her Dad. Kelsey was a fair but tough coach. If you where late twice you didn't skate the next meet. 3 times you where off the team. As normal as Kelsey waited by the door the team would suit up and begin to warm up on the floor. By 4 all but one where there. Morgan Sparks was late. Kelsey grabbed her speed skates and suited up too. For the next hour and a half. Kelsey put her team through their paces. Races, timed, and everything. Once finished Kelsey gave her team a talk as normal. At 5:30 Kelsey's crew were starting to arrive for the nights open skate. They went straight to work prepping for the opening of the doors at 6. Kelsey dismissed her team and began helping. She placed the cash drawers at the snack bar, ticket booth and pro shop. Making sure everything was ready. She took over for Tony Smith at the door. Tony went out on the floor. Right at 6 Kelsey opened the door, letting the crowd in. It as always was orderly madness. Most of the crowd Kelsey had seen before. Fairly regulars.

The DJ started with some mellow tunes as the skaters either got their skates at the rental desk or put on their own. They trickled out on the skate floor. At about 6:20 the crowd thinned out enough that Amy the gal in the ticket booth could handle it. Kelsey adjourned to the floor, slowly skating backwards. Watching the flow of skaters. Kelsey worked the skate session. As the session ended, She did the closing paperwork. Once everybody had left. Kelsey changed into her Ninjitsu uniform. A pitch black body suit from her ankles to her neck. It was sleeveless. The Ninja could wear armored sleeves depending on the situation. She decided that she didn't need the armor. Kelsey headed out. It was well past dark when she hit Telegraph Rd.

Parking by the repo yards. Kelsey finished putting on her Ninja uniform. Her Tabi boots and the head piece. All in pitch black. She also put on her weapons. The Ninjatu, her sword across her back, throwing spikes on both wrists, The right pocket contained a dozen Shirkin, In the left a miraki chain and some diversion chemicals. Kelsey's Ninja uniform was designed to hide up to 20 different weapons of the Ninja. She didn't think she needed many tonight.

Kelsey scaled the cyclone fence with ease. She headed towards the old nature center. Moving silently through the woods, running like the wind across the open areas. As she entered the woods close to the nature center.

Kelsey heard a muffled scream, and someone say, “ keep her quite, Once we are done with our fun you can go”

Kelsey quickened her pace. She stopped just outside the center. A flicker of light showed out the smashed front doors. In typical Ninja fashion she used the shadows to move to the door and look inside. The light was coming from the farthest room from the door. Lucky for her, there where open doors and debris along the hall. Again She moved among the shadows. Looking in the crack of the door. A 55 drum was burning. A white guy was holding a girl about her age. She looked slightly familiar, and a real cutie. She struggled against the guys grip. Two black guys were just going to pull down their pants.

One of the black guys grabbed the struggling girls waist and yanked her shorts down, he then ripped her shirt open. Her teal panties and bra were ripped.
Kelsey had had enough. She silently drew her sword, and stepped inside.

“ Let the girl go.” Kelsey demanded.

Turning, one of the black guys said, “Man, dint know hallowen was here yet.”

“ cute costume, honey. We will give you some sweets once we get done with her.” The other black guy said, stroking his huge cock. Kelsey's voice and pink finger nails must have given her away as a girl.

“ Last warning, let her go!” Kelsey commanded again.

“ That Toys r us sword really makes the outfit.” The white guy said.

With that Kelsey threw a spike sinking it into the slate chalk board, taking a chunk out of the white guys left ear. His eyes went wide, he lessened his grip on the girl. She struggled free. But one of the black guys grabbed her arm. “ we aint done with our fun yet.”

Kelsey let a shurkin go. It lodged in his leg after making a nice gouge out of his cock. “ ARG,” He screamed grabbing his injuries. The girl ran to stand behind Kelsey.

The third guy, pulled out a .38 revolver. “ Now you little bitch, try and stop this.” He never pulled the trigger. In a blur Kelsey swung her sword and amputated the guys trigger finger. On the return slash she gave him a nice scar across his face.

“ you where lucky, She stuck around or you wouldn't be breathing now” Kelsey stated in a voice as cold as ice. “ and don't try anything. Or you will die, witness or not.”

Kelsey turned and ushered the girl out after grabbing her torn clothing.
“ Here,” Kelsey said quietly to the girl. Handing her her cloths. Kelsey turned to keep watch on the classroom door. Nothing moved. The girl tried to put on her ruined cloths. He bra and panties where in shreds, She was able to put her shorts on but they too where shredded, Only her top was some what usable.

Once dressed as she could, Kelsey lead the way back to the car. Neither one spoke all the way. Kelsey was surprised that the girl was quite capable of scaling the fence, without help. As soon as Kelsey walked up to her car.

“ You got to Ridgemore High don't you?” The girl asked.

“ AH yea, How do you know?

“ I go to Ridgemore too. Your Kelsey Reid aren't you”
Removing the head piece, Kelsey shook out her hair. “ This makes it difficult”

As in all my stories: It is fiction from my own mind. While most of the places are real. Some are not. there uses are purely fictional. All the people used in my stories are fictional. Any resemblance to persons living, dead, or undead are purely coincidental. As of now all my stories are prewritten. Thank you for any comments.