A/N: This is my first Gorillaz story so please no harsh comments and I warn that character may be OOC. Also, I'm putting in an OC Pokemon, yes a Pokemon since I like Pokemon :3. If anyone gets curious and wants to know more about my OC, a link will be available on my page. I hope you like this story and I do not own the Gorillaz. *whispers* wish I did though.
Lighting struck as rain pelted the graveyard/landfill of Kong Studios, home to the famous band Gorillaz. Now Kong itself stood tall and strong on top of the large spiral hill. As more lightning hit and thunder clapped, it gave the building a more ominous and creepy feel to it. Inside, the building creaked and moaned, like it was settling for the night. A noise could be heard with faint voices, coming from the living room.
Laying on the couch, bored, was the singer for the band: 2D. He was tall and lanky with spiky blue hair with complete black eyes, he was wearing a red sleeveless shirt with cut up jeans, and black boots. 2D let out a yawn as he raised the remote and flipped through the TV channels, there wasn't much to do tonight. Noodle was busy in here room while Russel was in the studio with a box of dead squirrels. As for Murdoc, he was most likely drunk in his Winnebago. 2D stuck out his tongue upon seeing a teen drama show before sitting up to smile.
On the TV was the opening title to a show called 'The Great Detective Jenkins'. The singer put the remote down before turning his head towards the kitchen. "Hey Jag, Detective Jenkins is on!" called 2D. There was a small ruckus as a metal hand grabbed the wall. Coming into the room was a cybernetic Darkrai.
His left eye, arm, and the center of his torso was all metal. His name was Jag Tusspot, he was 2D's Drakrai and also the band manager. This worked for Murdoc since he didn't want to waste money on 'some lazy bastard who'll barely do half the work'.
Jag flew around the couch to sit and stare at the screen. "Did it just come on?" asked Jag. "Ya, you only missed the opening." said 2D. "Good, the show is great, but the opening theme sucks." said Jag. "It's not that bad." said 2D.
"Really, every time I hear the damn theme it makes me think of Murdoc singing along to Ozzy Osborne." said Jag. 2D pulled a face and decided not to push it. They looked back to the TV to see a man walk on screen in a long brown trench coat and an old fashion detective hat. Beside him was a man in a black jacket with gray pants, he had neat brown hair. The man in the hat was Detective Jenkins and the other guy was his partner: Theodore.
Jenkins walked by the police and crouched down to a dead body with a gun in his hand. "So Detective, what do you think?" asked Theodore. "What I see is someone trying to cover up what happened, if this man here really killed himself, why would he still have a perfect hold on the gun, plus look at the bullet hole in this man's head." said Jenkins. The partner crouched down and looked to see the bloody wound closer. "It's a bloody wound, what of it?" asked Theodore.
"True it's bloody, but I see no burn marks, if he really did shoot himself, there would be be a burn mark, this is clean." said Jenkins. Theodore nodded and Jenkins stood up to walk over to the cop in charge. "Deputy Anderson, this was no suicide." said Jenkins. "Are you sure, very thing points to a simple suicide." said Anderson. "No, the wound is clean, this was no suicide, it was murder." said Jenkins.
As the dramatic music played, the TV suddenly went black. 2D became confused till he looked up to narrow his eyes. Standing behind him was a man with black hair, mismatched eyes of black and red, tan skin with a slight green tint, and sharp teeth, he wore a golden inverted cross, jeans with Cuban heeled boots and no shirt. It was the bassist and band leader: Murdoc Niccals.
"Hey, we were watching that Murdoc." said 2D. "Pfft, not anymore, it's a stupid arse show." said Murdoc. "No, it has many good points on how to tell what kind of crime one faces." said Jag. "Oh please, that's fucking idiotic, and that makes the both of you idiots for liking it." sneered Murdoc. 2D glared as Jag slowly picked up the newspaper.
He rolled it up and examined it, confusing the two band mates. Jag gave a nod and faced Murdoc, smacking the Satanist in the face and taking the remote back. "Ow, what the fuck?!" snarled Murdoc. Jag just ignored him and turned the TV back on with 2D trying to hide his laugh. It didn't do well since Murdoc heard him.
"Think this is funny, Face-ache?" growled Murdoc. 2D squeaked and made a move to run but Murdoc grabbed his shirt collar and punched him in the head. At this, Jag immediately punches Murdoc in the chest. "HIT HIM AGAIN AND I'LL SKIN YOU!" yelled Jag. Murdoc glared daggers at the Darkrai but walked away, nursing his bruising chest. 2D rubbed his head and smiled at Jag before facing the TV again.
The show eventually ended with the bad guy caught and 2D turned it off. "That was great, it'd be cool to be detectives." said 2D. "True, but nether of us are fit for that life, we're too wild." said Jag. 2D laughed when a ringing started going off. "Uh Jag, your chest is ringing." said 2D.
Jag put his hand to his chest and opened it before reaching inside. He narrowed one eye as he searched for the ringing sound. He pulled out a book on booby traps, then a black and purple bass, he pulled out a manikin head which he threw out a window and reached back in. He finally pulled out a cell phone and answered. "This is Jag." said the cyborg Darkrai.
2D watched Jag as he nodded and his eyes widened. "That's great, alright, this Friday, good, bye." said Jag. He hung up and fist-bumped in the air. "Uh, is it some good news?" asked 2D. "Hell ya it is, can you go get Murdoc and Russel, I'll get Noodle." said Jag.
"Sure." said 2D cheerfully. He got up and headed down the hall to the studio. The singer entered the studio to gasp and shiver. Before him was a bunch of stuffed squirrels dressed as a mariachi band, some as motorcycles, and others with dread locks and a Pancho.
The sight disturbed the singer and he looked at a chair to see a large black man in it with complete white eyes, he was dressed in a white shirt with blue sleeves and jeans with black and white converse shoes. This was the drummer for the band: Russel Hobbs. "Hey 'D, need something?" asked Russel. "Ya, Jag wants everyone in the living room." said 2D. Russel nodded and dusted his hands off before leaving.
2D sighed and groaned as he now had to get Murdoc. 'This won't end well.' thought 2D.
*~* GORILLAZ *~*
And how right 2D was. Murdoc walked into the living room with 2D behind him, sporting a new bruise on his cheek. Murdoc took a seat to get a stinging slap to the cheek. It was from a thirteen year old Japanese girl wearing a light blue tank top and jeans to her ankles with white shoes. It was the guitarist and axe princess of the band: Noodle.
"You baka, you hurt 2D again!" yelled Noodle. "Calm down, luv, it was only one hit." said Murdoc. This didn't calm Noodle who started hitting the Satanist more. 2D sat with Russel and the two waited till Noodle sat down again. Seeing everyone's attention on him, Jag cleared his voice.
"I have some good news, it took me awhile to do but I pulled it off." said Jag. "What is it?" asked Murdoc bored. "Have you guys heard of the Black Abyss?" asked Jag. Everyone perked at this. "Ya, it's the biggest concert hall in all of England, place holds 800,000 seats." said Russel.
"Correct, thanks to a few connections, I was able to book the Gorillaz at the Black Abyss this Friday." said Jag. The band was stunned silent as Noodle cheered and jumped around. "That is great, this is HUGE." said Noodle. "Exactly, only the best bands play there." grinned Murdoc. "Awesome work Jag." praised 2D.
"That's not all, for the weekend, including Friday, we'll be staying at the Starlight hotel." said Jag. "Really, I heard it's hard to get a room there, it also has an indoor pool, arcade, bar with live performances, luxury rooms and the best food." said Russel. "Ya, well they gave me one hell of a discount when I promised them you'd perform in the hotel on Sunday." said Jag. The band was happy and Noodle jumped off the couch. "It's Thursday so we gotta pack." said Noodle.
With that, she bolted from the room and Jag sighed. "We still need to go over room arrangements." said Jag. "We'll figure it out later, baby girl has the right idea now." said Russel. He left and Murdoc got up as well to stretch. "They better fucking allow Cortez in." said Murdoc.
With that, the Satanist left and 2D smiled up at Jag. "Wanna go pack?" asked 2D. "Might as well." said Jag. The two left the living room for their room, getting ready for the trip tomorrow.
The first chapter is done and I hope you liked it. Please review.