Streets Of Jet Set

Run in with the Rokkakou

The sun shines brightly, bathing the city in a warm heat. In a renovated junkyard, the GGs lower the music of their stereos as they hear the police radio from their watches. "Youths on skates spotted at Chuo Street." They report.

Corn and Beat look at eachother and glance at Gum. "You think that might be Yoyo?" Beat asks stepping up the stairs onto the platform above, moving one half of his headphones off his ear to hear.

"It could be..." Corn sat up, adjusting his hat. "Lets check it out, since Chuo's our terf now." He stands up off the couch.

Gum skates alongside Corn and Beat as they head toward Chuo Street. "And what if it isn't Yoyo?" Gum asks.

"Then we'll come back here and continue looking elsewhere." Corn answers bluntly.

As they arrive at the scene, they eye Skate and his friends who were making distance between themselves and the corrupt police. Within the group was Hayashi, the psycho madman at the head of the police.

"Shit, it's the wackjob..." Beat huffs. "Think he might have any intel on Yoyo's whereabouts?" He crosses his arms as he looks at Corn.

"Hayashi... I don't think we could get him to talk, even if he knows anything. We could try torture." Corn suggests, lifting up his hat and eyeing Skate.

"Torture seems a bit much usually. But given this is Hayashi we're talking about, we could give it a try. But what about that rudie?" Gum asks, nudging Corn and Beat with her elbow as she motions toward him.

"I've never seen him before." Beat says. "I think he's a newbie, I dunno who those other two guys are either. But I think we should lend a hand before-" The sound of Hayashi's gun rang throughout the area, interrupting Beat's speech, "-that happens." He finishes.

The two nod and all three boost on their skates to tag the uniforms of the police and take Hayashi down. They've done this time and time before, so the job is done swiftly. They swerve around the police, knocking them down and tagging their clothes and faces with a splatter of colorful spraypaint, effectively leaving their marks on the corrupt.

As the police retreat, covered in paint, bruises, and scrapes, all three of the GG proceed to take down Hayashi. Axel, Blaze, and Skate pause and turn to watch, eyebrows raised with looks of confusion on their faces but are impressed by the show.

Beat skates up to Hayashi in a zig-zag pattern to dodge the bullets of Hayashi's gun before throwing a firm punch to the face, making Hayashi stumble back while Gum disarms him and Corn tackles him to the floor.

"Hey! Let me go, you brats!" Hayashi struggles against Corn before getting his head hit against the concrete, effectively knocking him out. Gum looks at the ex-Wood Oak police and Skate.

Gum tosses the gun to Beat, "Are you okay?" She asks the trio. They all nod.

"Yeah, we're okay." Skate nods. "Who are you guys?"

"We're the GGs. I'm Corn," He introduces himself, "These are my friends. Gum and Beat." He motions to the respective characters as he says their names. "What's your name, rudie?" He tips his hat up slightly and looks down at Skate.

"Me?" Skate points at himself, "My name's Skate." He says.

"And your friends?" Beat asks.

"Blaze." Blaze introduces herself.

Axel follows her lead, "Axel." He says.

"You guys look new here." Gum rests her hands on her hips, "What're you guys doing here? Tourists, maybe?"

Axel shakes his head, "We're looking for our friend, Adam. He was kidnapped and the information we've gathered tells us he's here in Tokyo." He explains. The GGs look at each other with a sense of deja-vu.

"That's funny," Beat says, stuffing his hands in his pockets and pulling out a wallet, "Because we're looking for a member of our gang who went missing too. His name's Yoyo." He opens the wallet, showing a polaroid photo of Yoyo and Beat taken in 99th Street. "Any chance he might've gotten kidnapped too?"

Corn leans forward to look at the wallet, "You keep a photo of Yoyo in your wallet?" He questions.

"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?" Beat says matter-of-factly.

The trio inspect the photo. "We've never heard or seen of your friend, but if The Syndicate have their roots spread as far as out here, then it wouldn't be too out of the question that your little buddy got mixed up with the wrong crowd and got snatched up." Blaze stands upright and flips her hair back.

"He could've gotten mixed with the Rokkakou too, though." Corn brought up. "We've never heard of this Syndicate thingy you were talking about, but it just sounds like more trouble for us. How about we work together and get back to the garage? We can try to help you find your friend, you can try to help us find ours. Seems reasonable enough, right?" He holds his hips.

Axel and Blaze look at each other in consideration. "Yeah!" Skate says, pushing past between his two friends. "We'll take your help!" Skate grins.

"Uh-" Axel looks between Skate and Blaze. Blaze nods. "Yeah, we'll take your help... Where is this 'garage' anyway?"

Corn smirks. "Follow us." He turns on his heel and skates toward the garage, all of them following after him.