"Just Got Wicked"
written by Jenova12
(Ok, I don't own anything except for the main character, the new GG, and the new city. This is an original fic, so that means that the scenario is completely, and I MEAN completely original. I don't know if the overall scope and view of the plot seems clichéd, but I'll try my best to keep it fresh. R+R! Please… I desperately need the reviews!)
Chapter 01: "Sneakman (Introduction of the Gentleman)"
Mission Log Entry: 059-11238
Agent Number: 039350-82115
Agent Name: Rovira, Romeo Alexander
…This is Agent Rovira speaking, the time is now 2400 hours, military time, and I'm outside of the Shibuya-cho Police Department. Apparently, some rumors have been circulating regarding a brand new deal that involves the Rokkaku Group and the chief of the Police Force, Captain Onishima. At first, it sounded like just that--a rumor--however, as time passed, that rumor became very true.
That is why I am here…Lowering the binoculars, the young man sighed. "I've been here all night, and I haven't seen anything suspicious. Maybe it isn't going to happen tonight…Damn…" Just as he finished the sentence, someone appeared to have walked out of the police department.
"This is my chance!"
Doing this was all clockwork. Without thinking twice about it, Rovira grabbed a bow and arrow and held it tightly in his hands. As the person walking out of the station reached the empty street, Rovira released the arrow containing a sensor. It hit the pane of glass with a muffled "ping".
"Yes. All right! Now let it work!"
He looked down at the glowing laptop, where suddenly, a moving picture appeared onscreen.
He started to test the sound to see if the audio sensor was functioning. While testing the sound, he unsuspectingly picked up some dialogue.
"So Onishima, I suppose you have approached this situation in a different light?"
"Yes."
"And…"
"And I think that the results are satisfactory."
"You think…what, Onishima…what do you think?"
"I think…that… it was handled well…"
"No. It better be handled according to plan, otherwise, you'll pay dearly, my friend…Do you understand?"
"…Yes."
"Good. Now, what else do we have to accomplish?"
"We must eliminate every single god-damned rudie in Tokyo-to!"
(…WHAT!)
"Hmm…well, get on with it!"
"What?! What are they planning on doing?" Rovira exclaimed in utter shock. He quickly locked his eyes onto the screen of the glowing i-Book.
Yes…there they are. Shorty and the Father of Crime himself… Ok, I understand everything else except for one detail…why do they have to destroy every single rudie in Tokyo-to? It makes no sense. I know that Onishima hates rudies- No, that's too soft of a expression to describe what Onishima feels—he has an unimaginable hatred for them…but Rokkaku…what does he have against them? It just doesn't make any sense.
I better get a closer look…maybe I'll find something that I didn't catch earlier…
Rovira slowly got up, trying not to draw any attention to the roof or him. Unknown to Rovira, however, the antenna of the mini satellite dish (used for the audio/video sensor) stood out, shining brightly against the starless black sky.
A glint of the silver rod made contact with Onishima's beady black eyes. He turned his head toward the shine.
"Onishima, what is wrong?"
"Rokkaku-sama, I think we have a visitor…" Onishima's voice trailed off.
Onishima scanned the rooftop to locate the source of the shine. What he found was a crouching figure, hiding behind the small brick wall.
Onishima's eyes made contact with Rovira and the panic button was immediately hit.
…Oh shit! Oh, shit!
…Rokkaku-sama, get inside! NOW!
Rovira immediately got up and then whipped around to run. "…Shit, the laptop!" He quickly spun around and gathered his laptop and satellite dish.
"…Oh no you don't! You thilthy rudie scum!" Instantly, Onishima pulled out his walkie-talkie, and blasted orders into it.
…This is Onishima! I've spotted a rudie on the rooftop across from H.Q.! Send the paratroopers! Send the S.W.A.T. team! Send in the helicopters! Just get your asses over here and nab the kid…
Click. The receiver went dead.
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…I'm not a rudie! What the hell is he thinking?! I've got to get out of here…otherwise I'm done for!
Suddenly, the sound of Keisatsu helicopters and the pitter-patter of the grenade launcher-totting S.W.A.T. team, combined with the ricochet of the paratrooper's machine guns rang out in horrific harmony. Rovira, who was running desperately for his life, tripped. Falling in slow motion, he could feel bullets and gas-grenades whizzing past his face. His face was smoldered by the smoke and gunpowder.
Two bullets pierced his left shoulder.
"Shit! Oh f***!" Rovira grasped his shattered shoulder as her staggered to keep himself from collapsing.
Onishima's annoying voice buried itself deep inside Rovira's head. It burned itself into the safety barrier of his conscientious.
It soon made him quiver with intense fear.
"F***! I'm not a rudie!" Rage covered him like a heavy, hand-sewn quilt.
Three shots sailed through the air. Two shots pierced his right leg, shattering the bone instantly.
The remaining shot pierced his abdomen.
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Rovira's body recoiled violently as the fateful steel bullet pierced his armor. Sudden bursts of pain shot out throughout his chest. Beautiful stains of red crimson silently drew itself from his wounds. His leg started to buckle, to give way. His entire body started to feel like a 100-ton weight.
He was going to die.
"Hahahaha…" Onishima's laugh echoed in his eardrums.
…Bitch…get out…of my head…Get the f*** out of my head…bitch…hmm…
More bullets were fired. More shots penetrated his dying body.
He felt pain all over. And at the same time he didn't care. He knew that sooner or later this would happen. It just happened to occur sooner than later. Just as before, he didn't care.
…Finally… He smiled.
The time has come.
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Everything became silent. Time slowed down. Rovira's thoughts died off. The pain that he was experiencing subsided. His body became numb all over. Darkness started to cloud his vision.
Just before blacking out completely, he saw a momentary flash of lime green and yellow.
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"What the hell happened here…Oh my god!"
"…We've got to help him…"
"…Alright…let's help him and get the hell out of here…"
"Ok…"
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Daybreak. Morning.
Out of the darkness, a white light came, springing to life. Moving slowly like a ghastly snake, it crawled around until it gained speed. Slowly, the dark edges of the shadowy world started to disappear as well. Suddenly, a bright flash, a loud popping noise, and the methodical bleeding of sunlight and sound awakened his senses.
… Ah…what the hell… where am I…
Rovira woke up, to be greeted by 4 bland walls- that were painted white- and a painfully small square room. He stayed still for a moment, trying to get his bearings and from overall shock. He scanned his surroundings for familiar items, smells, etc…
…Nope…no good…
He looked down. He couldn't remember what happened or why he was here. …Is this a hospital… I dunno… He looked at his hands. They were bandaged up. …What happened to me… As he sat there, he felt a sudden sharp pain emit from his side. It too was bandaged up. Blood slowly started to flow from the bandaged wound.
…What?! What happened to m—
Suddenly, he remembered. All the pain, all the agony… Pieces of steel piercing flesh and bone… Vision going into a blur… darkness slowly creeping up behind him… He was going to die. He did die…didn't he? No, he didn't. He saw something.
…What did I see back there? A flash of green and yellow… Green and yellow…
A startling revelation came to him. …Someone came and saved me…Who was it, though…
***END of CHAPTER 1***