((A/N: Again, I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed the 2nd chapter, and I hope you like this 3rd chapter. R&R PLZ!))
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"Don't trust anybody Rio. We can't afford to. Everyone wants that damned record, and it's our job...no, our curse, to protect it. That is our tragic purpose.....our reason for being. We were not meant to be happy, we were meant to be miserable.....forever."
Rio awoke the next day with his brother's words on his mind, laying on a couch with
several blankets covering him and a lumpy pillow under his head. But he couldn't complain. He hadn't slept on anything so comfortable for as long as he could remember. That girl wasn't there. Too bad, he'd come to get used to her smiling face greeting her when he got up...no. No, he couldn't like her. He had to remember what Jackal said. Even if seeing her made him happy, "We were not meant to be happy". As stupid as it sounded, he had a feeling those words were right. He felt he could trust those words more than anything else.
He sat straight up, ignoring the knives of pain that danced up and down his back and shoulders. He reached over and grabbed his skates, lacing them up quickly before swinging his legs over the side of the couch and standing up. He felt as if they were his first steps, as he almost fell over several times just standing.
"Man, that was cool" Yo-Yo burst in, Slate by his side. "I didn't know you could grind off that rail and onto.....what the?" This last phrase directed at Rio, who was standing only a few feet away, fists suddenly balled and held ready, he himself in a fighting stance.
"Who are you?" Rio's eyes narrowed at the two.
"Well we live here! Who the hell are you?" Yo-Yo shot back.
Slate put a hand on Yo-Yo's shoulder. "Chill. It's just the kid that we brought in. Guess he looks different when he's under a bunch of blankets and unconscious." He looked over at Rio. "So I guess you're feeling better, huh?"
Rio slowly let his fists fall back to his sides. "Yeah, I guess."
The door opened once again. "Man, Yo-Yo, can't you and Slate wait up sometimes? You left us all back there to finish up the tagging while you two just come back here to lounge around and be lazy!" Garam skated in, followed closely by the rest of the GG's, but the two rudies never took their eyes off of Rio, nor did he take his eyes off them. The others stopped in their tracks, following their two fellow rudies' eyes to the kid who had just, two hours ago, when they left, been severly hurt and on their couch.
Rio spoke first. "Thank you," he said, "for taking care of me. I don't know what would have happened had you not.....rescued me. I must go." He turned towards the door.
"Hey! Wait up!" Beat skated into his path. "Mind telling us what you did to piss off the Inferno Jets so bad?"
"Yes. I do. Though I know I owe you an explanation, I can't give you one. I hope you understand."
Beat backed up a few steps, allowing him to get through. "At least tell us your name, kid."
Rio glanced over at the clustered GG's once before opening the door. "It's Rio," he said, walking out and letting the door creak shut behind him.
After a few seconds, Beat spoke up. "OK, Mew, Tab, and Cube. Tail him. Find out where he's going. I have a feeling there's more than meets the eye here."
The three GG's nodded, filing out of the door to follow Rio. Beat's eyes narrowed behind his glasses. He was positive he was right. He has heard the kid say things. Suspicious things. But one thing stood out above all else. He remembered clearly him saying "Devil's Contract"......
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Rio stared up at the twilight sky of Benten-Cho. Though the busy sounds of the ever-midnight city still reached his ears, he barely heard them. He was lost in his own thoughts. "Jackal. Why'd you have to die?" he thought out loud, "You were right, though. Everyone wants the record, but I don't even know where it is. You died without ever telling me, and now people are after me, and they want something I don't even have. But if I told them that, they'd probably kill me. They believe I'm the only one who knows where it is, I guess. You.....you said I'd find the answer within, but....I still don't understand. I thought it sounded corny when you said it, but I have a feeling that.....I don't even know......." Reluctantly, he stood up, still a little sore. He needed something to take his mind off of Jackal. Off of the record. Off that girl. He pulled a spray can out, finding a nearby wall and drawing an intricate tag of two demons both tagging eachother. He didn't know why he drew that. The idea just came to him. He shook his head back and forth a few times, before skating slowly away.
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"Where could he be?" Tab whined, "We've been looking for him for over an hour. He can't have gone too far, after all."
"Aw, quit your bellyachin', Tab. I'm sure we'll find him soon." Cube grinned back over at him.
"Hey, I think....yeah, I see him," Mew pointed down the street, "He's over there, by that wall, tagging. It's about time we caught up to him!"
"He's leaving. Let's go." They skated silently behind him, following at a safe distance of about 20 feet. Suddenly, he stopped. The GG's quickly followed suit, diving behind a nearby mailbox, and peeked over the sides. They heard talking, but couldn't see who it was. They, just like that, they saw them. Five Inferno Jets walked out of the shadows in front of Rio. Mew stood straight up, not sure what she was about to do, when she heard a groan, and saw Tab fall next to her. She turned around just in time to see Cube fall under the blow of an Inferno Jet pipe. The other five Inferno Jets in front of her smiled evilly. She backed up a few steps, yelling into her wrist communicator. "HELP!!" She looked up again just in time to see one of the rudies swing his pipe into her temple. And then everything went black.
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(A/N: So, that was the third chapter. As I said, there will be many chapters, but they will be brief. Enjoy the "short but sweet"ness. Uh....yeah. REVIEW PLZ!)
P.S. There was a glitch in FanFiction.net which cut off my fic about three quarters into it, and if you can read this the error has been corrected. Yay! Well, thanks. Uh....bye.
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"Don't trust anybody Rio. We can't afford to. Everyone wants that damned record, and it's our job...no, our curse, to protect it. That is our tragic purpose.....our reason for being. We were not meant to be happy, we were meant to be miserable.....forever."
Rio awoke the next day with his brother's words on his mind, laying on a couch with
several blankets covering him and a lumpy pillow under his head. But he couldn't complain. He hadn't slept on anything so comfortable for as long as he could remember. That girl wasn't there. Too bad, he'd come to get used to her smiling face greeting her when he got up...no. No, he couldn't like her. He had to remember what Jackal said. Even if seeing her made him happy, "We were not meant to be happy". As stupid as it sounded, he had a feeling those words were right. He felt he could trust those words more than anything else.
He sat straight up, ignoring the knives of pain that danced up and down his back and shoulders. He reached over and grabbed his skates, lacing them up quickly before swinging his legs over the side of the couch and standing up. He felt as if they were his first steps, as he almost fell over several times just standing.
"Man, that was cool" Yo-Yo burst in, Slate by his side. "I didn't know you could grind off that rail and onto.....what the?" This last phrase directed at Rio, who was standing only a few feet away, fists suddenly balled and held ready, he himself in a fighting stance.
"Who are you?" Rio's eyes narrowed at the two.
"Well we live here! Who the hell are you?" Yo-Yo shot back.
Slate put a hand on Yo-Yo's shoulder. "Chill. It's just the kid that we brought in. Guess he looks different when he's under a bunch of blankets and unconscious." He looked over at Rio. "So I guess you're feeling better, huh?"
Rio slowly let his fists fall back to his sides. "Yeah, I guess."
The door opened once again. "Man, Yo-Yo, can't you and Slate wait up sometimes? You left us all back there to finish up the tagging while you two just come back here to lounge around and be lazy!" Garam skated in, followed closely by the rest of the GG's, but the two rudies never took their eyes off of Rio, nor did he take his eyes off them. The others stopped in their tracks, following their two fellow rudies' eyes to the kid who had just, two hours ago, when they left, been severly hurt and on their couch.
Rio spoke first. "Thank you," he said, "for taking care of me. I don't know what would have happened had you not.....rescued me. I must go." He turned towards the door.
"Hey! Wait up!" Beat skated into his path. "Mind telling us what you did to piss off the Inferno Jets so bad?"
"Yes. I do. Though I know I owe you an explanation, I can't give you one. I hope you understand."
Beat backed up a few steps, allowing him to get through. "At least tell us your name, kid."
Rio glanced over at the clustered GG's once before opening the door. "It's Rio," he said, walking out and letting the door creak shut behind him.
After a few seconds, Beat spoke up. "OK, Mew, Tab, and Cube. Tail him. Find out where he's going. I have a feeling there's more than meets the eye here."
The three GG's nodded, filing out of the door to follow Rio. Beat's eyes narrowed behind his glasses. He was positive he was right. He has heard the kid say things. Suspicious things. But one thing stood out above all else. He remembered clearly him saying "Devil's Contract"......
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Rio stared up at the twilight sky of Benten-Cho. Though the busy sounds of the ever-midnight city still reached his ears, he barely heard them. He was lost in his own thoughts. "Jackal. Why'd you have to die?" he thought out loud, "You were right, though. Everyone wants the record, but I don't even know where it is. You died without ever telling me, and now people are after me, and they want something I don't even have. But if I told them that, they'd probably kill me. They believe I'm the only one who knows where it is, I guess. You.....you said I'd find the answer within, but....I still don't understand. I thought it sounded corny when you said it, but I have a feeling that.....I don't even know......." Reluctantly, he stood up, still a little sore. He needed something to take his mind off of Jackal. Off of the record. Off that girl. He pulled a spray can out, finding a nearby wall and drawing an intricate tag of two demons both tagging eachother. He didn't know why he drew that. The idea just came to him. He shook his head back and forth a few times, before skating slowly away.
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"Where could he be?" Tab whined, "We've been looking for him for over an hour. He can't have gone too far, after all."
"Aw, quit your bellyachin', Tab. I'm sure we'll find him soon." Cube grinned back over at him.
"Hey, I think....yeah, I see him," Mew pointed down the street, "He's over there, by that wall, tagging. It's about time we caught up to him!"
"He's leaving. Let's go." They skated silently behind him, following at a safe distance of about 20 feet. Suddenly, he stopped. The GG's quickly followed suit, diving behind a nearby mailbox, and peeked over the sides. They heard talking, but couldn't see who it was. They, just like that, they saw them. Five Inferno Jets walked out of the shadows in front of Rio. Mew stood straight up, not sure what she was about to do, when she heard a groan, and saw Tab fall next to her. She turned around just in time to see Cube fall under the blow of an Inferno Jet pipe. The other five Inferno Jets in front of her smiled evilly. She backed up a few steps, yelling into her wrist communicator. "HELP!!" She looked up again just in time to see one of the rudies swing his pipe into her temple. And then everything went black.
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(A/N: So, that was the third chapter. As I said, there will be many chapters, but they will be brief. Enjoy the "short but sweet"ness. Uh....yeah. REVIEW PLZ!)
P.S. There was a glitch in FanFiction.net which cut off my fic about three quarters into it, and if you can read this the error has been corrected. Yay! Well, thanks. Uh....bye.
