Well, it's time to get my ass in gear with writing this story. I started it a long time ago, then discontinued it because I decided to be stupid and lazy. But now, I'm back, with a new pen name, a new set of writing skills, and an increased vocabulary. All signs point to greatness, and if my plan for this story is anything to go on, it's going to be a long ride.

Just to clear a little bit up about this fic:

The members from JGR than got a name change in JSRF are younger siblings to their JSRF counterparts (As in: Mew is Rhyth's younger sister, Pirahna is Boogies younger sister, Tab is Corn's younger brother, and Slate is Soda's younger brother)

The time frame is set after the events of JSRF, but all the bat loco things that happened are changed a bit (it will be explained in the story eventually, but basically Rokaku never had tanks or copters or giant people-eating robots just to get rid of vandalism)

The main characters of focus are going to be Catcher, Yoyo and Mew. All the other members will be around, but these will be the characters of focus, at least for the first few chapters. I mean, there's a pretty big cast, cut me some slack.

Anyway, here's chapter one of my story, which centers around Catcher, an OC, and his adventures as the GG's newest member. Enjoy.

Chapter One: Cat And Mouse

There was one thought, and one thought only on Yoyo's mind right now.

"Who the hell is that kid, and why can't he beat up Hayashi, of all people"

And while these two questions were to be left unanswered for now, Yoyo sprung into action. Hayashi has been chasing this teen around Shibuya Terminal for the last half an hour or so, but the teen didn't seem to be having trouble out-running him. In fact, it seemed that the teen was having fun by making Hayashi work up a sweat.

Just before Yoyo could reach Hayashi with a spray-can to the back of the head, the teen did very fast spin around on his skates and sprayed Hayashi in the eyes with a color not unlike Yoyo's hair. That made the old cop stop in his tracks and let out a string of curses, but Yoyo put him out of his misery quickly by knocking him out with the can of black in his hand. Hayashi dropped to the floor, unconscious, and Yoyo admired his handiwork. He had become very good at knocking out Hayashi when we decided to chase him.

Before speaking, Yoyo took a moment to look over the teen from behind his faux 3D shades.. He was a little shorter than Yoyo, his bright blue eyes coming to just below his own. The pair of jeans he was wearing were faded, had rips aplenty on them and a lot of writing on them, most likely stencils. Most notable were a gravestone above the left knee that said "Here Lies My Self-Esteem," a chord of music that started at the center of his right pocket and ended at the bottom of the jeans and an equality E below the left pocket, amidst various quotes and song lyrics. He had a worn, slightly ripped plain back tee on that hugged his small frame, with the word "Catcher" stencilled onto it in neon blue. to top off the entire ensemble was fiery red hair that fell in a wave to the teen's shoulders with a part down the middle.

Behind his glasses, Yoyo couldn't help but stare. Thinking about it, however, he realized he looked just as, if not more, ridiculous. A rudie was someone you could always pick out of a crowd, especially in Tokyo. Based on some people that he had seen before, the teen actually looked kind of mundane. After sitting in silence for about a minute, during which it was painfully obvious that the teen was looking Yoyo up and down to try and figure an opinion of him out, the teen held out his hand.

"Hey, my name's Keegan, mate." He said in what Yoyo could only assume was a very New York styled accent, though the way he said 'mate' made him think of the land of green clovers and brew. Yoyo left the teen's hand hanging there, taking notice of the 6 spray cans held in holsters on each side of the boy's hips.

"This is GG territory, 'mate,' what the hell are you doing here?" The way Yoyo said 'mate' was meant entirely to irritate the teen, and it worked marvelously as a scowl became apparent on Keegan's face.

"With all due respect, it's kind of hard to stay out of your territory when you own most of the damn city." The boy said in a scornful kind of tone. "Besides that, I only just got to Tokyo a few hours ago, so excuse the fact that I'm not completely sure where the hell I am."

Yoyo's eyes widened, unbeknown to Keegan of course. The fact that someone could play cat-and-mouse with the police chief and come out of it both winning and grinning was an achievement few foreign GGs could have done, instantly Yoyo was reminded of Clutch's story of being locked in jail on arrival here for having looked at Hayashi funny.

After what seemed like an agonizingly long time to Keegan, he dropped his hand in a way that screamed defeat. He began to turn around when Yoyo finally spoke in a way that wasn't accusatory.

"Tell you what, Keegan," he started, holding out his hand to Keegan, who clasped onto it and shook in a rather friendly way, considering that Yoyo was just accusing him of trying to steal territory "managing to keep Hayashi off you with only a few hours in Tokyo is pretty impressive. Mind telling me what brought you to Tokyo anyway?"

Keegan brought on a slightly distressed expression, which Yoyo didn't catch as he hadn't known Keegan for all that long. "Just felt like getting away, I suppose. You can never be in one place for too long," Keegan said in a very fixed way as Yoyo nodded. "Can I know the name of the curiouser and curiouser lad standing in front of me, maybe?"

It hadn't occurred to Yoyo that Keegan didn't know his name. It was written on his shirt in Kanji, but seeing as Keegan probably had no knowledge of Japanese, it made enough sense. "The name is Yoyo. Mostly because I had a nasty habit of saying yo after every sentence when I was younger, but I grew out it... mostly."

That made Keegan laugh, which made Yoyo laugh too. Now they were on equal levels, viewing each other as somewhat of acquaintances instead of strangers. Yoyo couldn't realize it yet, but Keegan had a way of making people feel like friends in his presence, even if he was planning to stab them in the back within minutes.

"Listen, if you're staying in Tokyo a while and planning on painting and skating, you're going to need a crew. What say the GGs recruit you?"

"Honestly, I don't think I'd mind, seeing as I don't have the case nor the luck to get a plane back to the states any time soon. But I have to warn you, my being in your gang might cause some trouble later on."

"What the hell have you managed to do with a few hours in Tokyo?"

"Well, I painted up the police station in Rokaku-Dai, where I landed, kicked a Poison Jam's ass in for calling me a bitch for not racing him, set an abandoned house on fire in Kibogaoka Hill, and tagged over a bunch of pieces from a guy names Clutch."

Yoyo had to hold his stomach when he started to laugh, clapping one skate on the ground over and over. Even if he had outgrown his days of being a squeaky-voiced teen, it was still noticeable in his laugh.

"Those are all reasons we would want you in the gang!" He said loudly in between chuckles. Keegan smiled as Yoyo lead him towards Doganzaka Hill. Keegan explained that he had gotten to Tokyo by stuffing himself into the cargo-hold of a plane in New York. He actually had no idea where he was going until he landed and say Japanese signs everywhere. Even then, he thought he was in China because he couldn't tell the difference. Yoyo listened intently to the story, admiring the fact that one would take leaving somewhere to experience something new so far. as they climbed the hill, Yoyo told Keegan of all the best and cheapest stores and restaurants in GG territory. He explained that the record store in Chuo Street had the best selection of anywhere else, the clothing stores in Dogenzaka were easy to steal from and the various pizza places, fast food restaurants and other eateries could keep one full with as little money as possible.

"Now to be a GG," Yoyo started to tell Keegan "You need a few things. One is a tag name, an alias of sorts. We don't use our real names, just in case the police decide to stop being idiots. Two are skates, which you obviously have. And three is that you need to pass our recruitment test, which was crafted way back when I first joined up. The test is one of speed and skill, that you have to beat me in a race down Dogenzaka Hill, through the back alleys and back up to the top of the hill." Yoyo obviously had that speech memorized, and looking back in GG history it becomes apparent that by recruiting member after member, it seems like a good thing to memorize. Keegan thought about the offer on last time and planned his route through the back alleys of Dogenzaka, which he had skated through when Hayashi was chasing him. He nodded inwardly to himself and put his hand out to Yoyo.

"Well, the tag name is Catcher. I'll tell you now, that you have no chance of catching me though."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Keegan was off. He sped towards the center of the street and grinded down the rails as Yoyo's wrist-radio cut in with DJ Professor K's voice.

"Oh snap, y'all, it seems like some new kid might get recruited by the GGs. Talk about gang inflation! What is this, their fifteenth member? Crazy! Kid seems damn fast though, might kick Yoyo's ass in!"

In his moment of confusion, Yoyo had no idea what was going on, or rather which way was up. He resorted to the boost feature on his skates, crouching and clicking the buttons on the side to catch back up to Catcher, who was midway down the kill by the time Yoyo had moved. Catcher jumped on top of a bus after the last rail had ended, making everyone inside think of a terrorist attack, then quickly onto a bus station overhang and into the alleyway, braking Yoyo's line of sight as he dropped from the roof of the storage building into the alley below. Yoyo boosted once again to jump from the top alley onto the out jarring building, then the rail below it to meet with Catcher again.

Yoyo was in the lead for only a few seconds until Catcher skated passed him with ease, flashing Yoyo a peace sign as he jumped down the grates that rested above the factory below, the smoke shading him as he dropped. Yoyo knew that he had lost as soon as he had done the same and saw Catcher nowhere in sight. DJ K made fun of Yoyo over the air, but it was white noise to him as he was realizing how fast Catcher had to be going. His tag name made sense in the right context, that was true.

"Where the hell did you learn to skate so fast?" Yoyo blurted out as he reached the top of the steps from the sewage pipe, drained from the beating he just got from Catcher, who just smirked as he stood up, being seated in wait for Yoyo to finish.

"So where's the base of operations then?" he asked. Yoyo pointed to an alleyway down the street a little ways, and lead Catcher to The Garage. To the GGs it was The Garage, anyway. In reality it was a platform, the second floor of a building that now ceased to exist, floating in the middle of an enclosed lot. Catcher admired the various ramps, rails and people standing about the area. He immediately became curious about the car and the UFO on a pole that seemed as out of place as he did on the streets, but pushed the thoughts out of his mind as a teen a little older than Yoyo skated towards them. Catcher took a second to look him over, noticing the bright blonde hair and the peculiar hat he was wearing first.

"Yoyo, what the hell man?" The new teen started yelling as other members of the gang began to take notice and skated towards Catcher and Yoyo. "I told you that new recruits needed to be okay'ed by me of Gum before you take them on the race! Dammit man, we've been over this time and time again!"

"If I may," Catcher interrupted the blonde, "I can do the race again if you want. Had I known that Yoyo would have gotten a shouting at, I would have come down here to introduce myself before hand."

"It's all good, Corn, really. This kid is pretty tight, you should listen all the crap he's done just in the past few hours of being in Tokyo! He's crazy! He'll fit right in!" Yoyo added to Catcher's statement, giving them a double defense against Corn, whom Catcher assumed to be the leader of the gang along with Gum, who he was about to meet as she skated forward to speak in the middle of the growing crowd of GGs.

"What exactly have you done, little boy?" She questing Catcher, who had to mentally slap himself to keep from staring at the girl's figure. She was stunning, wearing a light green short dress that hugged her frame and showed off every curve of her body perfectly. She was dirty blonde and wore a dark green helmet to top off her look of sexy-but-will-kick-your-ass-if-needed. Then Catcher realized that she called him a little boy, and became annoyed, being snapped out of his trance.

"I'm not little, thanks. But so far, I've tagged a police station, beat up a Poison Jam, set a building on fire and tagged over a few pieces from some guy named Clutch." The crowd started laughing at the last part of the sentence, and a menacing looking guy with red dreads and baggy clothes stepped into the conversation.

"You little punk, do you know how long it took me to tag up Tokyo?" He yelled at Catcher, and started stepping towards him. Corn put an arm in front of him to impede movement and looked at Clutch seriously.

"Yeah, how long did it take you to paint over our pieces Clutch, do tell. Honestly, it serves you right, you damned weasel." Corn said to Clutch, who immediately backed down and skated back towards the couch he had been lounging on before.

"Even if it was kind of stupid for Yoyo to recruit you without consent, he's a senior member and we can trust his judgement. Welcome to the GGs, Catcher, let's start with the introductions." Gum said in a much nicer tone than her previous statement, as she shook Catchers hand. Catcher then shook hands with Corn, and turned to the crowd of people surrounding him.