Author's Note: Hey guys! More Jet Set Radio future here.
I've been taking a break from writing for a bit, so forgive me if updates are a bit slow. This is gonna be a short chapter but I hope you enjoy anyway!
"I've had enough of this guy! Let's teach him a lesson he'll never forget GG's!" Corn encouraged his friends.
The disheveled Hayashi laughed manically again, "Hahaha! You punks have made a fool out of me for the last time! This time I'm not leaving until each and every one of you are DEAD! Ya hear me!? DEAD! Hahaha!"
"What's wrong with this guy!?" Jazz questioned.
"He's looney." Combo replied.
"…Thanks."
"You asked."
The monstrous machine picked up its feet and stomped the ground multiple times. This action caused the GG's to be unstable in their footing, eventually knocking them off their feet.
"Whoa!" Everyone yelled.
Inside the machine, Hayashi trembling hands fumbled with some big switches. He firmly gripped the big red one and pulled it down so hard he almost snapped the handle.
"Try this on for size punks!" He shouted. A huge gun emerged from the top of the machine.
Corn shouted frantically, "Watch out guys!"
There were several loud bangs in rapid succession. The GG's scrambled to their feet, the bullets barely missed them as they skated around as fast as they could.
"Quick guys, get behind the stadium walls!" Corn directed, "We gotta come up with a plan to destroy that thing!"
"Shouldn't we just run instead?" Garam asked.
"We could do that but he'll destroy the whole city, the guy's gone mad! If we don't stop him then nobody will! We've got to catch a break eventually!"
The GG's hurried and took cover behind a stadium wall.
"You think you can hide from me you punks!? Think again!" Hayashi fired again and again, the protecting walls crumbled around the GG's forcing them to duck.
"This is bad!" Rhyth yelled, frightened.
"Keep movin'!" Corn announced.
Suddenly, the rain of fire stopped. It took a few seconds for the GG's to realize that had happened, but when they did; the machine appeared to be on the verge of a breakdown.
"What is wrong with this damn machine!? Work you piece of crap!" Hayashi commanded the overheated machine, instead it collapsed.
"Now's our chance! GG's get your paint ready! Go now!
With spraycans in hand, everyone rushed the machine and repeated history by painting the lifeless machine.
"This can't be happening!" Hayashi freaked, "AUGH! No! No! No!"
The crazed commander jerked the controls, forcing the stressed machine back up. One by one the GG's slipped off the rising machine.
"That's it! I'm through messing around!" Hayashi shouted at the top of his lungs, "Your delinquent days end here punks!"
If things couldn't get anymore crazy, the sound of a car coming to a screeching halt caught everyone's attention. When the driver stomped out, everyone's jaw dropped.
"No way!" shouted Corn.
"Captain Onishima!?" Beat noted.
No doubt about it, that was Captain Onishima and boy did he look irate. His cigar freshly lit, the trail of smoke emitted from the glowing tip.
"Hayashi you are such an idiot!" He scolded, "I knew you've gone completely mad but to pull a stunt like this!? Don't you know that machine is unstable?"
"SHUT UP!" Hayashi snapped, "Shut up! Shut up! You have no right to say anything! You've disappeared on us a while ago! I have a good mind to report you to the boss!"
Onishima laughed sarcastically, "And that'll do you any good? The fact that you've 'tested' this machine on these kids before and I still see them here standing unharmed? I doubt he's gonna take you seriously."
Without warning he jerked a large pistol out of his coat and fired at the GG's before they could have a chance to react. Corn yelled and recoiled, slapping his left hand over his right arm.
Gum gasped in horror.
"Corn!" Beat shouted.
Impulsively, Beat charged at Onishima and knocked him off his feet; the gun hit the ground. Onishima tried to retrieve it but Garam rushed forward and engaged in a physical wrestle with the captain. Combo joined the melee with Onishima while Jazz, Boogie, and Gum rushed to Hayashi's machine and started spray-painting it.
Combo restrained Onishima and frantically yelled, "The gun! Get the gun!"
Beat grabbed the gun from the barrel and furiously glared at it, "You've failed to stop us Onishima!" He opened the pistol up and unloaded all of the bullets, letting them fall to the ground one by one. After that he threw the dangerous weapon to the ground and began stomping on it. Over and over again until it started to crack from the repeated blows. Only stopping once it was in pieces. "And you'll never succeed no matter how many times you try!"
Onishima broke free from Combo's hold and the man fell to his hands and knees, crawling over to his broken gun. He breathed heavily.
Hayashi tried to get the machine to start again to no avail. It didn't take long for the dull mechanism to become covered in graffiti art.
Defeated, Commander Hayashi slouched in his chair, twitching, "Guinea pigs? What was I thinking?" He pushed a button and the cockpit of the machine sprouted helicopter wings. The GG's watched him fly away.
Beat looked at Onishima, who was still facing down on his hands and knees. Gum appeared alarmed but Beat assured her, "Don't worry, he can't hurt us anymore."
She breathed out. It was now that everyone's attention went to their respected leader, Corn.
He stood up, with his hand still holding his arm, "Don't worry, he only grazed me." He revealed the wound. His jacket had a single straight split, surrounded by blood stains.
Rhyth had been kneeling next to him, "We should get back and bandage it anyway."
The leader of the GG's nodded. Beat and Gum went to his side, and the GG's collectively began the trek back to their garage.
Onishima remained there, the bright stadium lights seemed to focus extra upon the broken man.
