Nightfall, 25 years after the AKIRA incident. A new generation has been brought in to the world, and with it the prompt forgetting of the incident. Youth do not care for it never happened to them, and thus history is doomed to repeat itself. The unemployment rate has skyrocketed and worker protests have followed. Riots are a daily thing in Neo Tokyo, angry unemployed workers brawling with the police, next comes the weapons, and then the slaughter. The youth roam the streets, usually with no place to go because of parents being killed in the riots. Some are just runaways because of troubles at home. Ichi, a youth of Neo Tokyo, left home when his parents were killed In a workers riot. He found refuge in a motorcycle gang called the "Black Teeth," where he procured his own motorcycle and warred with the rival gang, "the Ghosts." He sits now in a dingy bar with the rest of the crew when Long, one of the gangs scouts practically jumped through the door. "There's a pack of Ghosties down by the industrial section of town," he yelled with a grin a mile wide. Time to play.
Ichi with the rest of the gang jumped out of their seats and ran out of the bar. Each person hopped on his motorcycle, and grabbed their weapons. Ichi had a long slim pipe with curved metal attachment at the end. It wasn't a bat or a or a chain but it was fast and got the job done. They all gunned their engines whooping and hollering with the leader, Kakihara, taking the lead. Each of them followed letting out cries of excitement and joy. They sped by pedestrians nearly bringing them down. Ichi raised his pipe and struck one upside the head with a satisfying crack, probably killed him. Ichi dismissed this and joined the gangs revelry when they hit the industrial district. It was getting time to rock.
Now you can tell a ghost from a mile away, they drove black motorcycles with fiber-optic blue lights on the engine, they put holes in certain places in the exhaust so they made a strange moaning sound when they went fast, and they all wore white scarf's around their neck that trailed out behind them when they rode. Long really meant it when he said "pack," there were at least ten of them, and six Black Teeth. The challenge only made their blood run faster, they speeded up to meet their enemies. One sped right past the ghost in the back and cracked his skull with a bat, taking him and his bike down, the battle was beginning. A ghost tried to ram Kakihara in the side, and as a result got kicked off of his bike by Kakihara. He rolled along the street and Ichi brought his pipe directly to the front of his head as he was getting up. A loud pop was heard as he shattered the helmets faceplate and drove the pipe directly into the ghosts face. Long had lit a Molotov and thrown it at the Ghost next him, and in a brilliant flash the Ghost had gone down in a blaze. Three were already taken down before they had time to retaliate, the Ghost's doubled back around the Black Teeth so they got behind them. The Black Teeth Spun to the opposite direction to see the ghosts facing them instead of running away. Both of them sped at each other in a roaring joust, Ichi clipped one in the knee with his pipe and made him swerve into a lamp post throwing him off of the bike. The leader of the pack rushed Long and hit him with a pipe in the gut before he could throw his Molotov. He flew off of the bike and landed directly on his lit Molotov, burning him to a cinder. Kakihara took one down by hitting his assailant in the neck with a chain and wrapping it around his neck, this brought him off of his bike and onto the ground headfirst. The whole ordeal didn't last but 10 seconds with the Ghosts speeding off in the same direction they were going, to the old Olympic stadium crater.