Chapter 2: The Beginning of a New Family

Murdoc left to get something he called a Geep.

"You mean a Jeep?" I asked in confusion.

"Nope." With that he left to get it while 2-D helped me out of the Hospital.

"So how long have you known him?" I asked as he helped me out.

"Met him on the day you were admitted." 2-D said with what has become his trademark smile. "He got me out of my Comba so I became the singer of his band dat he's putting together in repayment."

"…" I was a little put off by that but I was also staring at his eyes wondering how they were like that before I shook my head thinking that he would probably be offended if I ask that. "That's interesting."

But he noticed my staring. "Wot?"

I was happy that my hood was up otherwise I would've gone red in embarrassment for being caught. "Nothing."

2-D was still smiling. "Com on wot were yew looking at me for?"

"… I was wondering why your eyes were like that." I muttered finally and if he was offended by my question he didn't show it.

Instead he smiled. "Oh it vas the day dat I met Murdoch!" He explained telling me what happened at his Job with Murdoc crashing into the store leaving him in a comatose for about a year with his right eye fractured before the second crash which turned out to be the one to hospitalize me was the one that fractured his other eye.

"Whoa." I muttered in complete shock that he's still alive and that he wasn't blind or brain damaged from those accidents.

'If this is normal around Murdoc than I am really worried for my health.'

"Yea. He vas just going to leave after recruiting me but I vanted to give yew yore flut back since I vas the one to cause dat to happen to yew." 2-D smiled again. "Yew must've impressed him wit yore music ability."

I nodded at hearing that. "Thank you 2-D."

"T'was no probl'm!" Was his answer.

We would've talked more but at that moment Murdoc pulled up with his vehicle and he honked. "Well come on you two fags! Get in!"

I had no clue what a fag was but I had a feeling that I didn't want to tick off the green man so I got into the car in the backseat with 2-D.

In a few moments I was screaming my head off as Murdoc went at insane speeds that would've made a racecar driver scared witless especially with all the toss and turns as well as nearly hitting an oil tanker.

"You scared of a little speed Hood?" Murdoc asked darkly as he pulled another sharp turn.

"A LITTLE?!" I shouted before I realized what he called me. "Hood?"

"You always seem to keep that little hood of yours up so why not?" Murdoc did another sharp turn and my seat belt broke causing me to crash into 2-D.

"Sorry."

"Tis alright!" 2-D looked at Murdoc. "Where we going?"

"First I'm showing you guys where the band will stay." Murdoc answered putting some more gas on the pedal and I'm pretty sure that he was suicidal. "After a few days I'll be heading to Soho to get our drummer."

"Why Soho?" I asked as I felt stomach churn a bit from the speed.

"Let's just say that there is an extremely talented drummer there." Murdoc smirked at his own sentence and I decided that I was better off not knowing.

"… Thank you for giving me a chance." I managed to get out. "Music is my life right now."

"I hear ya." 2-D said with a grin.

If possible Murdoc seemed even more happy to hear our dedication to music. "No problem Hood."

"… You're never going to call me by my real name are you?" I asked after a while.

"Nope. Hood serves you better."

I nodded but I kept my mouth closed because I felt like I was going to throw up.

After a few more minutes the Geep stopped at a Willy-Wonka factory looking building at the top of a cliff overlooking a cemetery. "This is Kong Studio also known as the home of the band that we're making!" Murdoc introduced proudly. "Make yourselves at home or go into town today it doesn't matter. Just be sure to be back before dark since the Zombies like to come out."

I laughed thinking that he was kidding before I saw a pile of decapitated corpses in the corner and that was when I knew that he was deadly serious.

Swallowing nervously while wondering for the first time but definitely not the last what exactly I got myself into 2-D helped me carry my things inside as well as his own things. "Thanks 2-D you didn't have to help." I told him.

"It vas no problem!" 2-D said still smiling. "I alvays help my friends."

Despite myself I smiled as well. 2-D's good mood was contagious and from what I could see he's a pretty cool person if not a little dense but I could see that he would be a great friend.

I was still debating about Murdoc though.

Speaking of which he was sleeping in something called a Winnebago, which turned out to be an RV. So while he was sleeping I sat on the couch in the Living Room cleaning my flute for a half hour when I noticed 2-D get off the phone with a sigh.

"You okay 2-D?" I asked in concern because this was the first time that I've seen him sad even if I only knew him for two days.

"I just got off da fone with my parents." He sat down sadly. "They're not sure that I'm making the right decision by hanging with the guy who put me in a coma even if he did wake me from it."

I blinked as I processed that before I sighed. "Well they'll get over it… They might not forgive Murdoc for that but they will be proud when you make it to the big times!" To finish my short speech I gave my own smile. "They're just worried about you."

That did it as 2-D smiled. "Fanks." He said sincerely before he looked in his bags. "Hay, do yew lik Zombie moves?"

I smiled because I have never seen them since my parents were always overprotective. "I never seen any!"

His black orbs went wide with shock to my surprise before he pulled one out. "Den ve are watching vone now!" He stated leaving no room for argument.

It was horrifying, gory and made me sick… AND I LOVED IT!

We spent all afternoon talking about our favorite parts in the movie although I thought it was weird how the guy laughed while he cut off his own wrist with a chainsaw. (I think you know what movie they watched now right?)

But eventually we noticed that it was late so we went to sleep in our own rooms and after so many weeks of sleeping in a tree I fell asleep instantly when I fell on the bed smiling because I now had a home.

~The Next Day~

"Wake up!" Someone was shaking me awake. "Com on Hood it's time to get up."

Yawning I shook my head to see 2-D. "What's going on?"

"Murdoch is looking for da drummer so I thought we could go into town." 2-D suggested.

I thought about that before nodding because I wanted to see Richard again since I haven't seen him in a while. "That sounds cool."

Since I didn't take my clothes off last night I took off in them while 2-D zipped a jacket up and we walked to town since Murdoc took the Geep.

"So what's your reason for going into town?" I asked as we walked me with my hands behind my hood and 2-D with his hands in his jacket pocket.

"I vas bor'd and I thought dat yew vould be bor'd as vell." 2-D answered with a shrug. "Plus yew just got out of da Hospital so I figur'd dat yew vould like to be around town."

Nodding in acceptance I saw people staring at 2-D in shock which wasn't hard to imagine since he was six feet tall, had spiky blue hair and soulless black eyes as well as missing front teeth which gave him a creepy appearance but in my opinion 2-D is the coolest guy to know because of how friendly he really is.

Once we got into the store I looked around before I saw Richard hard at work. "Hey old man!"

His face lit up when he saw me. "I was wondering where you were." Then he saw 2-D and even though he was startled by his appearance he didn't show it. "And who's this."

"I'm 2-D." 2-D held out his hand to shake.

Richard chuckled. "Nice to meet you 2-D I'm Richard." Then he looked at me. "So where were you the last few days?"

"The Hospital." 2-D said before I could say anything else.

Now Richard looked worried. "The Hospital? What happened?"

"Nothing serious." I told him. "But I'm in a band now! 2-D the singer while Murdoc our bass player is recruiting the drummer."

"A band? That's great!" Richard put a hand on my shoulder. "I always told you that you would go far with that flute of yours. So how did you join this band?"

"Well 2-D visited me in the Hospital to give me back my flute that I thought I lost." I told him. "I played it for a bit and Murdoc offered me a place in the band."

Richard looked at 2-D. "That was a good thing you did in giving Harold back his flute! Most people wouldn't do that."

"Tis okay." 2-D said modestly. "Hood is a great friend to have."

"Hood?"

"Murdoc thought it suited me because of my habit of wearing my hood all the time." I explained causing Richard to laugh.

"I would have to agree with him." He said before sighing. "I have to get back to work but I want to hear about you doing well Harold! Take care of him will you?" That last question was directed to 2-D.

"I vill!" 2-D promised before they left the store. "He vas purty nice." He commented.

"Yeah he would've taken me in if it wasn't for the fact that he is behind on money." I said sadly.

2-D game me a look. "Vat bout yore parents?"

That was when I turned hard at hearing. "Come on let's go somewhere else."

Deciding to leave me alone about my parents, 2-D and I went to the store that he worked in to shop when I heard him gasp with his mouth open.

Following his gaze I saw him staring at a young woman with black hair wearing sunglasses as well as a black shirt and red tie and red pants buying Guitar Strings and I remembered something about Murdoc looking for a Guitarist as well as a drummer.

But 2-D approached her after messing with his hair a bit. "Hello." He said gaining her attention. "I'm 2-D."

She gave him a look before smiling. "Paula Cracker." She said taking note of his eyes. "You're cute."

If possible 2-D's smile got bigger and he made some talk with her while I looked around the music store before seeing the Geep pull up. "Hey you two come on!" Murdoc shouted and I was confused about why he had a huge sack in the back.

Paula looked at Murdoc before looking back at 2-D. "You know him?"

"Yeah he's part of a band but we're looking for a guitarist and a drummer." Even though I groaned at his subtlety Paula actually asked if she could try out before the three of us got into the Geep.

"Word of advice." I told Paula gaining her attention. "Hold on to the seat."

She thought I was kidding until Murdoc started to drive and I lost my grip on the seat and barreled against the sack.

"OW!"

Now we were all staring at the sack while Murdoc was driving. "Vat's in da sack?" 2-D asked curiously.

"You'll find out about at the studio and why are you bringing her?" He pointed at Paula.

"She plays Guitar." I told him. "She asked to try out."

Murdoc shrugged. "Very well."

Once he parked in the Garage he dumped tha sack over revealing a big black guy that was almost the opposite of 2-D because he had soulless white eyes.

'To think that everyone looked normal before I met these guys.' I thought in amusement before the black guy rounded on Murdoc.

"What was with you kidnapping me man?!" He shouted at Murdoc.

"Hold up!" I intervened. "Kidnapping?!" I looked at Murdoc. "I'm worried about your recruiting habits now!"

"Why?" Murdoc asked squinting his eyes at me.

"You hit 2-D with your car."

"Was an accident."

"While driving a comatose 2-D he crashed through your windshield crashing into me."

"Again an accident."

"Now you kidnap someone?!" I threw my hands up. "I swear if Paula makes the band she would have the most normal recruitment I have seen."

"You were in a coma?" Paula asked curiously.

2-D sheepishly rubbed his hair. "Yeah for bout a year."

"… You need help man." The new guy looked at Murdoc as he heard how the others were recruited. "But recruited for what?"

"To play in what will be the greatest band in history!" Murdoc declared. "There's me the best Bass Player along with Ache Face," points at 2-D. "The best damn singer I have ever seen as well as a decent keyboard player. The best flutist I have seen." Points at me. "Don't know about her." Paula glared at the green man. "And you the best drummer I have ever heard of!"

"I have a job!" The man protested.

"Actually you don't." Murdoc smirked. "You're now jobless and you have no choice but to play if you want to make a living."

"… I just met you and I can already tell that I am really going to hate you!" The man growled.

Murdoc waved the tone off. "Whatever I'm Murdoc that is 2-D, Hood and… Who are you anyway?"

"Paula." She said through gritted teeth.

"Okay if she makes the band than call her that." Murdoc looked at the guy. "So are you going to introduce you to the band or do we have to name you?"

"You're just asking to get your teeth knocked out." The man grumbled before looking at the others but he was surprised to see me, a ten year old here. "I'm Russel." He decided that he hated Murdoc but he wasn't going to hate the others unless they give him a reason. "You do realize I can call the cops on you right?" He asked Murdoc.

"Just give it a chance." Murdoc told him. "But for now we're going to audition Proxy here."

"Paula!"

"Whatever!"

"But I need to pick it up at home."

"…" Murdoc nearly ripped his hair off his head as he heard that before 2-D walked her home to help get the Guitar and a half hour later they returned and Paula rocked the Guitar so Murdoc nodded. "You're in."

~Time Skip- Three Months Later~

I sighed as I sat on the couch wearing a gray hoodie instead of my usual one because it needed to be washed badly.

Around the first month Paula and 2-D started to go out and I found them to be good friends… Well 2-D at least while Paula was always trying to see what my face looked like because I kept my hood up.

But 2-D became my adoptive brother with his childish nature who I spent watching Zombie Movies with as well as goofing off.

Then there was Murdoc.

As time passed by I finally worked up the courage to ask Murdoc why his skin was green.

His only answer was. "I sold my soul to Satan."

… I don't know if he was kidding or not so I decided to drop it.

But from what I learned from Murdoc was that he was a drunk, a womanizer, a curser and the type of guy that any kid shouldn't hang out with. Plus he told me from day one to never enter his Winnebago.

When I learned that he was a Satanist I decided to never piss him off.

Russel once he got over the fact that he was kidnapped and forced to join the band which 2-D and I apologized repeatedly for he admits that he actually likes the music that was being played. He told Murdoc that he would not report him to the police if he tuned down his cursing and inappropriate behavior around me since I was a little kid.

He was a kind person once you got over his size and white eyes. In time I took Russel up as an adoptive father while Murdoc became the rude Uncle that no one really liked… Except for 2-D but that's just him being him.

I even met Dell and even though I was understandably skeptical about a spirit living in Russel's head well you know what they say. Seeing is believing.

But today was an extremely odd sight for anyone that knew 2-D… He was crying with tears streaming out and with snot dribbling out of his nose (Ewe)… The reason was because Paula cheated on him with Murdoc in the bathroom before leaving the band.

Because of that act of disloyalty to friendship Russel punched Murdoc in the face making me wince in pain because I heard at least five loud cracks with that one punch coming from Murdoc's nose.

But I didn't blame Russel for acting like that and I was glaring at Murdoc the whole time before he retreated to his Winnebago to get something for his nose. While he did that I patted 2-D's shoulder.

"Just let it out." I told him because I did the same thing when I lost my parents and most of the time the best cure is to cry.

2-D was still crying before Russel came in. "You all right D?" He asked in concern because in the three months he really got along with 2-D because no matter what the guy can never make anyone hate him except for Murdoc.

Without answering 2-D's sobs got louder so I looked at Russel. "Let's just give him time."

Russel nodded before narrowing his eyes. "I just can't believe that Mudz did that." He growled shaking his fist that had Murdoc's blood on it before he decided to wash it off.

"I-I luved her." 2-D sobbed. "Vhy did she go out vith me if she vas going to do dat?"

Russel's anger dissipated immediately as he put a hand on 2-D's shoulder. "Hey man you need to move on because that is what she's doing."

When 2-D still looked down I spoke up. "Hey how about we go get Ice Cream? That always cheers you up!"

But not even that put a smile on 2-D's face.

"Okay how about a Zombie Movie?" I suggested trying desperately to get 2-D to smile.

When 2-D didn't answer Russel sighed. "At least you tried." He said before picking 2-D up without the guy caring. "But we're going out for Ice Cream anyway to try to cheer him up."

I nodded and we left hearing a sound of pained curses coming from Murdoc's Winnebago. "Man you must've punched him hard."

Russel chuckled. "I couldn't let that go unpunished."

People stared in the Ice Cream parlor as 2-D was still crying as he put spoonful's of Ice Cream in his mouth.

"Break-Ups are always hard." The manager said sympathetically when he heard what happened.

The whole day was with 2-D crying and the next morning and that was when I knew that we had to snap 2-D out of it.

Murdoc was still being glared at by Russel with a large bandage covering his nose with dried blood staining it when the doorbell rang. "Go get it Face Ache!"

"Yo Mudz leave him alone!" Russel told him angrily.

I sighed. "I'll get it." With that I walked down the hallway and even though I was getting it 2-D followed me with his eyes downcast but he wasn't crying as much as yesterday but I knew that the slightest action could cause him to cry again.

But if we didn't do anything then the band would fall apart and although I wouldn't mind Murdoc being gone he legally owned this place so we wouldn't have anywhere to go if the band did fall apart.

Finally reaching the door I was surprised to see a big crate in front of the house. "Hey 2-D would you know if the others ordered a crate?" I asked praying to God that if they did that it wasn't Paula because the sheer mention of her would probably start the waterworks again.

"Not dat I no of."

Then I swore that the crate moved. "That better not be a Zombie in there." I muttered as I remembered the many times that the Zombies made it into the Studio over the last three months we all learned to be cautious around them.

So in a little bit 2-D held a crowbar while I had a Baseball Bat as we approached the crate before we forced the top off only to stare in confusion at what we saw.

Inside the box asleep was an Asian girl that was the same age as me with purple hair but she had a helmet on as well as a gray coat and next to her was a Les Paul Guitar.

The only thing I could think to say was "… Isn't something like this illegal?"

2-D shrugged and left to get Russel and Murdoc and they were surprised when he said that there was a girl in a Fed Ex Crate at their front door so they had to see this for themselves.

"Can ve keep her?" 2-D asked actually smiling but he asked that like she was a pet.

Russel looked conflicted because on one hand this was a ten year old girl that needed a home and away from someone like Murdoc but on the other hand this could be the kind of thing to break 2-D out of the mood he was in the last day and I would have someone my age here.

While he was thinking Murdoc scoffed. "What are we an orphanage?"

"We can't just leave her here!" I told him.

"Take her to another home." Murdoc told them.

"Hold up we need to do something." Russel tried to say while 2-D got on his knees to beg.

"Pwease?" 2-D asked trying to do puppy dog eyes with his black orbs. "I'll be her best friend!"

While we were all talking the girl jumped out of the crate with her Guitar speaking in a language that I didn't understand so I looked at the others and they were as stumped as I was before she unleashed a massive guitar riff that was pretty good before ending it in a 20ft. high karate jump before bowing.

"Noodle." She said with a grin.

"… She's in." Murdoc decided while we were all stumped wondering what just happened.

To Be Continued…

So what do you think? I'm trying to make the chapters nice and long as well as keeping the history almost the same so I hope you like it.

Plus could someone give me a good website to get Japanese Phrases that Noodle would most likely say during Phase 1 of the Gorillaz Band? If so thanks! Oh and tell me what you think of Hood's Character? A during the end of Phase One most of his past might be revealed and I'll have some stuff happen to him during the break as well.

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Anon: Skillet, Linkin Park, Three Day Grace and one Young Song but my all-time favorite band is the Gorillaz so I had to write a story about them!

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