- JET POWERED - By Akai
A/N: Hey there! I'm new, and the name's Akai, and I've come to present you one of my newest ideas. I was bored one day, hummin' da Mission Impossible Theme song in my head, as a loser such as I would, and I figured, hey! I could write a Jet Set version.then I thought, but.I've never seen Mission Impossible before o.O SO, I just said, What the heck? I'll just make an action fic with a nice solid plot. So here's the result.I always make kinda short chapters because I SUCK! XD Oh well.maybe some of you will enjoy it. I'm just a really boring writer.
I do NOT own JSRF/JGR, nor the characters. They are ã Sega.not me XD I'm not that creative or smart. R+R, I need all the help I can get. ^- ^
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\\ Chapter 1 - Introduction Chapter //
It had all started with one single drop of blood. Once it had hit the floor, nothing would ever change.
It was on the morning of April 15, 2026. It was still dim outside. The sun was just rising over the horizon, it's brilliant shades of orange, red, and pink filled the mountain's sky. Everything seemed to be peachy.until that moment.
"Yo, what the hell do you think you're doing?!"
A speeding car on the highway made its way through. Screeching, the car had weaved through every other car on the road. Sirens of the keisatsu could be heard from blocks and blocks away.
"What are you talking about? I want to get that little punk ass kid!"
"Pull over and let me drive!"
"Nah! Do you not see those ten cop cars behind us?!"
"Geez, never mind."
The cops were cut off roughly by a string of honking cars, as the culprits escaped from view.
"Damn!" Onishima's voice rang out from one of the keisatsu cars. The cars were smoking, the people inside were yelling, and the rain-soaked highway was a mess.
"We need backup and ambulances. There's been an accident involving armed and dangerous speeding teens with possible sniper-like weapontry. Send some troops to check the blocks around Shibuya-cho's main avenue highway." Chief Onishima spoke firmly into his microphone.
* * *
They arrived at their destination. Swerving into the driveway, thick skid-marks were left behind.
"Shit! They'll probably sick the S.W.A.T. team on our asses now!"
"Quit your whining! We won't be caught. Let's just kill 'em and split.besides, he deserves it. I mean, the bastard stole our money!"
"Aiight. Let's do dis."
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INSIDE THE HOUSE - The current time being 6:02 A.M.
The door had been locked. Shifting around uncomfortably, trusty handgun in reach, he sat there.one of the name _____ Hidekoni. He'd been running from the people outside of his door for 2 ½ years now. Their names were George Feltly and Michael Contraza. George was the big-wig master of their turf part of Kogane-cho. Michael was practically one of his better friends so he was a part of his team.
Charging through rudies' turf and stealing it all was the name of their game. They wouldn't even let one single acre of land be owned by anther group. Them, along with the rest of their crew consisting of four other members of the names Miako Montro, Mike (Dr. M) Ruthbarb, Jane Chung, and Keiko Yekami were as strong as the GG.
This group is what two years ago used to be two separate gangs.
One was all three of the guys. Their old gang name was Noise Tanks. The used to be know for being the most high-tech, 50 can-holding rudies on the streets.
The other was all three of the girls. They went by Love Shockers. They were known for being crazy, yet good at mind games and tricking people into their devious traps.
They all decided to merge when they discovered the GG gang growing. They asked a group called Poison Jam to join, but didn't succeed in growing. In this world, all that mattered was power. And to have that power, you needed a lot of members. That's what everyone these days were after. Traitors were a problem of the process, too. You'd either stay and fight with your own gang, or join another's.
When the Noise Tanks and the Love Shockers emerged, their name changed to Shock Proof. This was supposed to stand for "we can't be beat". With the Noise Tanks' great knowledge and technology, and the Love Shockers' great and brilliant plans, ideas, and mind control, it made Shock Proof a tough group to beat.
The GG, however, would not give up. With their ten members, against Shock Proof's six members, it should be about an even match.
The GG were known in fame for their great tricks and teamwork. But another one of Shock Proof's goals is to claim that spot as well as their own.
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"Hey, is Beat back yet?" Gum asked, her voice scratchy from being out in the heat of the day.
"Nah, bet he's at that other abandoned house over there on Shibuya- cho's main street." Piranha replied lightly.
"Oh.I heard some sirens coming from over there. You think he's alright?" Gum mentioned.
Everyone began exchanging glances. No cop could get a hold of a member of the GG! But hey, maybe it wasn't Beat who was the problem. But seriously, would Beat ever even be seen by any cop?!
"Eh, oh well, he'll be back." Yoyo said dully.
"Yeah." Gum said.
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The two men were waiting outside of the abandoned structure patiently for Miako to appear. She was supposed to arrive with all of the good weapons.
"Where is she?" George said abruptly.
".I'm right here." Miako appeared right at the beginning of the driveway, a truck full of weapons parked right behind her.
"Ah hah! Miako! Excellent work...I see you found the surplus rocket launchers down in the underground station I told you about?" George grinned.
"Yes, I brought only two of the extras though. And what's the need of all of these weapons if we're just going after one kid anyway?" She questioned.
"Yes. That's what we haven't clued you in on yet. You see, we will bribe little Beat-y into telling us the location of their garage." George replied.
"That sounds great, but what if he doesn't? We can't just kill him, because then we would never find out!"
"True, but we'll find a way to make him. Don't worry."
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Beat, still shifting around in the closet, figured he'd better get out of that house. He was so stupid not to earlier.
"Plan..a plan.think, think!" Beat muttered silently, but strongly. He glanced up above. Clothes. That was all he had.
Think.
A plan with clothes.how stupid. What else did he have in his house?
"Back door.maybe." Beat thought aloud. "Quietly go out the back door, and skate of without being noticed. I mean, they are out front aren't they? Well...at least for now."
Beat decided to move now. He'd rather make it out alive than be blown to smithereens.
As carefully as he could, he twisted the handle of the door. His hands were all sweaty from holding on tightly to his pistol. He took a quick look in the closet to see if anything would be useful. He then spotted a cell phone.
"Of course!" He whispered excitedly.
With the main garage's phone number on speed dial, he pressed a single button and sank back into the closet and slightly closed the door.
ring ring ring ring
An answer.
"Gum here."
Beat was so happy to here her voice again.
"Gum! It's Beat, and I'm in trouble."
"Oh my god! I knew something was wrong! Where are you?! Is it Shock Proof?!"
"The abandoned house, and yes it is.I was thinking about going out the back door, but I saw this cell phone and I'm calling for back up I --"
"Beat?"
There was a dial tone.
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There's the first chapter.It's kind of stupid, but I still hope some of you liked it. I'm not really a great writer, but I try!
R+R please, I REALLY need it ^_^;;
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A/N: Hey there! I'm new, and the name's Akai, and I've come to present you one of my newest ideas. I was bored one day, hummin' da Mission Impossible Theme song in my head, as a loser such as I would, and I figured, hey! I could write a Jet Set version.then I thought, but.I've never seen Mission Impossible before o.O SO, I just said, What the heck? I'll just make an action fic with a nice solid plot. So here's the result.I always make kinda short chapters because I SUCK! XD Oh well.maybe some of you will enjoy it. I'm just a really boring writer.
I do NOT own JSRF/JGR, nor the characters. They are ã Sega.not me XD I'm not that creative or smart. R+R, I need all the help I can get. ^- ^
* * *
\\ Chapter 1 - Introduction Chapter //
It had all started with one single drop of blood. Once it had hit the floor, nothing would ever change.
It was on the morning of April 15, 2026. It was still dim outside. The sun was just rising over the horizon, it's brilliant shades of orange, red, and pink filled the mountain's sky. Everything seemed to be peachy.until that moment.
"Yo, what the hell do you think you're doing?!"
A speeding car on the highway made its way through. Screeching, the car had weaved through every other car on the road. Sirens of the keisatsu could be heard from blocks and blocks away.
"What are you talking about? I want to get that little punk ass kid!"
"Pull over and let me drive!"
"Nah! Do you not see those ten cop cars behind us?!"
"Geez, never mind."
The cops were cut off roughly by a string of honking cars, as the culprits escaped from view.
"Damn!" Onishima's voice rang out from one of the keisatsu cars. The cars were smoking, the people inside were yelling, and the rain-soaked highway was a mess.
"We need backup and ambulances. There's been an accident involving armed and dangerous speeding teens with possible sniper-like weapontry. Send some troops to check the blocks around Shibuya-cho's main avenue highway." Chief Onishima spoke firmly into his microphone.
* * *
They arrived at their destination. Swerving into the driveway, thick skid-marks were left behind.
"Shit! They'll probably sick the S.W.A.T. team on our asses now!"
"Quit your whining! We won't be caught. Let's just kill 'em and split.besides, he deserves it. I mean, the bastard stole our money!"
"Aiight. Let's do dis."
* * *
INSIDE THE HOUSE - The current time being 6:02 A.M.
The door had been locked. Shifting around uncomfortably, trusty handgun in reach, he sat there.one of the name _____ Hidekoni. He'd been running from the people outside of his door for 2 ½ years now. Their names were George Feltly and Michael Contraza. George was the big-wig master of their turf part of Kogane-cho. Michael was practically one of his better friends so he was a part of his team.
Charging through rudies' turf and stealing it all was the name of their game. They wouldn't even let one single acre of land be owned by anther group. Them, along with the rest of their crew consisting of four other members of the names Miako Montro, Mike (Dr. M) Ruthbarb, Jane Chung, and Keiko Yekami were as strong as the GG.
This group is what two years ago used to be two separate gangs.
One was all three of the guys. Their old gang name was Noise Tanks. The used to be know for being the most high-tech, 50 can-holding rudies on the streets.
The other was all three of the girls. They went by Love Shockers. They were known for being crazy, yet good at mind games and tricking people into their devious traps.
They all decided to merge when they discovered the GG gang growing. They asked a group called Poison Jam to join, but didn't succeed in growing. In this world, all that mattered was power. And to have that power, you needed a lot of members. That's what everyone these days were after. Traitors were a problem of the process, too. You'd either stay and fight with your own gang, or join another's.
When the Noise Tanks and the Love Shockers emerged, their name changed to Shock Proof. This was supposed to stand for "we can't be beat". With the Noise Tanks' great knowledge and technology, and the Love Shockers' great and brilliant plans, ideas, and mind control, it made Shock Proof a tough group to beat.
The GG, however, would not give up. With their ten members, against Shock Proof's six members, it should be about an even match.
The GG were known in fame for their great tricks and teamwork. But another one of Shock Proof's goals is to claim that spot as well as their own.
* * *
"Hey, is Beat back yet?" Gum asked, her voice scratchy from being out in the heat of the day.
"Nah, bet he's at that other abandoned house over there on Shibuya- cho's main street." Piranha replied lightly.
"Oh.I heard some sirens coming from over there. You think he's alright?" Gum mentioned.
Everyone began exchanging glances. No cop could get a hold of a member of the GG! But hey, maybe it wasn't Beat who was the problem. But seriously, would Beat ever even be seen by any cop?!
"Eh, oh well, he'll be back." Yoyo said dully.
"Yeah." Gum said.
* * *
The two men were waiting outside of the abandoned structure patiently for Miako to appear. She was supposed to arrive with all of the good weapons.
"Where is she?" George said abruptly.
".I'm right here." Miako appeared right at the beginning of the driveway, a truck full of weapons parked right behind her.
"Ah hah! Miako! Excellent work...I see you found the surplus rocket launchers down in the underground station I told you about?" George grinned.
"Yes, I brought only two of the extras though. And what's the need of all of these weapons if we're just going after one kid anyway?" She questioned.
"Yes. That's what we haven't clued you in on yet. You see, we will bribe little Beat-y into telling us the location of their garage." George replied.
"That sounds great, but what if he doesn't? We can't just kill him, because then we would never find out!"
"True, but we'll find a way to make him. Don't worry."
* * *
Beat, still shifting around in the closet, figured he'd better get out of that house. He was so stupid not to earlier.
"Plan..a plan.think, think!" Beat muttered silently, but strongly. He glanced up above. Clothes. That was all he had.
Think.
A plan with clothes.how stupid. What else did he have in his house?
"Back door.maybe." Beat thought aloud. "Quietly go out the back door, and skate of without being noticed. I mean, they are out front aren't they? Well...at least for now."
Beat decided to move now. He'd rather make it out alive than be blown to smithereens.
As carefully as he could, he twisted the handle of the door. His hands were all sweaty from holding on tightly to his pistol. He took a quick look in the closet to see if anything would be useful. He then spotted a cell phone.
"Of course!" He whispered excitedly.
With the main garage's phone number on speed dial, he pressed a single button and sank back into the closet and slightly closed the door.
ring ring ring ring
An answer.
"Gum here."
Beat was so happy to here her voice again.
"Gum! It's Beat, and I'm in trouble."
"Oh my god! I knew something was wrong! Where are you?! Is it Shock Proof?!"
"The abandoned house, and yes it is.I was thinking about going out the back door, but I saw this cell phone and I'm calling for back up I --"
"Beat?"
There was a dial tone.
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There's the first chapter.It's kind of stupid, but I still hope some of you liked it. I'm not really a great writer, but I try!
R+R please, I REALLY need it ^_^;;
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