The roar of the Hellion Performance 2024 Dodge Demon SRT 170 rips through the quiet streets as you pull into the parking lot, the gleaming Forgotten Purple paint shimmering in the moonlight. The engine idles, a low growl that promises destruction. The powerful 1300+ horsepower beneath the hood hums in readiness as you step out, the weight of your presence immediately felt by the crew gathered nearby.

They watch you with mixed emotions—admiration, jealousy, and maybe a hint of fear. Rubble crosses his arms, his usual playful demeanor replaced with a guarded silence. Zuma leans against a nearby truck, eyes narrowing as he takes in the imposing sight of your ride, the purple machine a stark contrast to their more subdued vehicles. Rocky tilts his head, arms folded, trying to mask the tension building in the air. Chase smirks, his competitive nature itching for a challenge, while Marshall glances over at the others, unsure if this moment is one they’re prepared for. Tracker, usually the one to lighten the mood, stands a little stiff, his gaze fixed on you with a mix of intrigue and caution.

But it’s Al who watches the closest, his eyes sharp, as if trying to read your every move. There's something in his expression—admiration, but also a question.

As you approach, the air seems to grow heavier, charged with anticipation. The only sound now is the subtle hum of your Demon and the collective breath of the group, waiting for you to make the first move.