Hiya peoples! Did you have a happy Hallowe'en? Well, I didn't really have much of a blast. I spent my entire day in front of the computer, writing and drawing on adobe. Yes, if you didn't know, I'm an artist. I draw anime and manga. Some of my art will be found on .

Hey! You know what? Since I didn't go trick-or-treating, I was watching Mystery Hunters; they were talking about this haunted jail. A couple of the cells where they keep misbehaving prisoners. One of the cells was called D12. That cell was freaky... but the other cell, where a man supposedly died after screaming about a demon in there was called D14. That's my nickname!

Anyway, the story tells about this one prisoner that was sent to cell D14 for a few days. After a while, he started screaming about a demon. They even said something about seeing glowing red eyes while he was in there. The next day, when they went to get him, they found him dead! Well, one of the hosts; Aryah, went into cell D12 and stayed until he asked to get out. He had a camera and several fully charged batteries with him. He lost the first battery in less than a minute, then his second in the same amount of time. They were supposed to last like forty-five minutes. After getting freaked out, Aryah soon found out that he barely lasted four minutes. But D14!! That's too cool!

Anyway, here's revised chappy 3!!!

Chapter 3: A not-so-welcome visitor

"I wonder how Rhyth is doing..." Beat thought as he rested on the roof of the tower where he had been trapped only hours ago. The rain had stopped a long time ago and he had been staring at the bloodstain left by Rhyth as he listened to the music on his headphones. "I hope she's alright."

Beat smacked himself on the head. What was he thinking? He hated Rhyth and she hated him. They were exact opposites. Rhyth showed her emotions without fear and was always giddy while he hid his emotions up inside and never let anyone in. Rhyth was always happy... even in the face of danger. The picture of Rhyth on her knees smiling came back into Beat's head. He tried to shake it away, but it didn't help. "What's with me?" He yelled at his conscience. "Since when have I cared for the girl I hate?!"

Beat wanted to punch the ground, but before he could do so, he heard the familiar sound of roller blades grinding on metal. The GG's had come looking for him. "Not on my watch!" Beat looked over the side and saw Corn, Combo and Cube going up the dragon. He turned around and jumped off one of the railings. He then jumped off and landed on a wire. He heard voices of his teammates mumbling about the blood that Rhyth had left behind. He jumped off the wire and hid behind a building in the alley as the three GG's skated by.

"Maybe I should tell Rhyth instead of the others." Beat thought. "Besides, I have to apologize to her again anyway." He pulled off his headphones and goggles and leant back on the cold brick wall. He watched silently as shadows moved around in all directions. He didn't seem to mind them much. They were his form of entertainment when he was in hiding. There was only one shadow that caught his attention. A silhouette of a tall man as he strode in the direction of the garage. He seemed to be wearing a trench coat that fell to his feet. A hat hid his face and he carried a briefcase. His shoes clacked noisily along the sidewalk. He walked slowly in and out of sight of Beat. Beat stood up, put his goggles and headphones back on and skated over to the entrance of the alley. He heard the sound of his skates echo against the stone walls. He looked around the corner. The man was headed for the tower. He climbed up the steps onto the first level. He then walked along the back of the dragon to the street above. He was going to the garage. Beat dashed after him, Completely forgetting about the GG search party in 99th Street. He didn't care. His team was in danger... Rhyth was in danger! She was too weak to defend herself, and it was his fault. He jumped on the metal dragon and grinded over to the street where the garage was. Sparks flew from his skates and the moon shone in his goggles. He looked over and saw the same man walking down the road. He eventually turned right and went down the stairs. Beat followed quietly. The clacking from the man's shoes continued. He heard them walk up a flight of stairs. He was on the higher level of the garage. That was probably where Rhyth was.

Beat looked around the corner. Everyone was sleeping and the three GG's were still out searching. The man walked over to the couch. His face could be easily seen now in the moonlight. His face showed that he was middle aged. The look on his face said that he was a businessman and this was probably his business. Below him was a small girl, indigo blue hair cast over her face. The tattoo on her left cheek shone in the light. Her eyes were closed and she was sleeping soundly. Her chest rose and fell gently. She hadn't seemed to bother taking her skates off. There were a few scratches on her forehead and arms but she slept peacefully as if nothing ever happened.

The strange man reached down and placed his hand firmly on her jaw. He tilted her head back and forth, examining her face and eventually let go. The old man then scooped the girl up and started walking away with her limp body.

"How dare he!" Beat growled in thought. Beat felt the same rage that he had felt earlier that night. He dashed for the man. He turned around in shock and dropped Rhyth on the ground.

"Ow!" Rhyth woke up with a start. She rubbed her head and looked around. She saw Beat glaring at the man standing over her and realized that she wasn't on the couch anymore. Had she been sleepwalking? No... that wouldn't explain the man or Beat. "Wait a second!" Rhyth gasped. A smile spread over her face. "Beat, you're back!" She looked from Beat to the man. "Who's the new guy?" She asked curiously.

"I have no idea." Beat growled, not taking his eye of the man. "He tried to take you away or something." Beat's eyes could be seen through his goggles. They were full of hatred and rage. His dark red hair moved gently to the left as the wind blew quietly by.

Rhyth quickly crawled away from the old man in front of her. She shivered in the cold. Both Beat and the man looked down at her. Rhyth saw the man's cold eyes. They were lifeless and seemed to be made of stone. The man turned from Rhyth to Beat.

"Do you know who this girl is?" The man asked in a calm voice. The voice seemed to be as cold as his eyes. Rhyth shuddered at the sound of it.

"She's a rudie. Big deal." Beat was just teasing. Rhyth could tell. There was something about her... something that even she didn't know. The man knelt down and took her jaw again. He turned her left cheek forcefully towards Beat.

"This tattoo on her cheek. Do you know what it is?"

"A tattoo." Beat replied. "So?"

"It's the symbol of Ren." He replied. "He was the lead singer of a famous band. This girl is the last living relative of that man... his daughter to be precise" Rhyth's face darkened, but nobody noticed. "Ren had a huge fortune beyond counting! Since your friend is the daughter of him, she inherits her father's fortune. Once she's fifteen, she'll be rich beyond your wildest dreams!"

'Wait...' Rhyth pointed out to herself silently. 'Tomorrows my fifteenth birthday... are they going to try and steal my father's fortune?!'

"I'm still hearing shit." Beat said with the I'm-not-listening tune. "Just get lost. We don't need any excuses for you to take a member of our team away for your perverted little experiments that never work."

The man's smirk slid off his face. "For a 'rudie' -as you call it-, you sure know a lot of big words."

That last statement hit Beat hard...a little too hard. Beat skated over to the man and punched him in the face.

"You know nothing about rudies!" He glared at the man as he stood up and wiped the blood off his face. "It's not like we didn't go to high school!" The old man looked at Rhyth who nodded in agreement with Beat.

The man looked back at Beat. He then reached for something in his trench coat pocket. He held a gun out at Beat and grabbed Rhyth by the arm. He pulled her up close to him so she couldn't escape.

"Well then, you should know what this is." He sneered. He them pointed the small pistol at Rhyth's head. The cold metal made her shiver. She looked at the gun, then at Beat who just smirked.

"The gun's not loaded, you jackass." Beat imitated the man's cold voice. "Besides, I thought you needed to keep her alive to get the fortune. Isn't that how it always works?" Beat had him there. "Like I said before, we aren't stupid."

The man dropped the gun. At first it looked like he had given up, but he wasn't done yet. Still holding Rhyth, He tried to make a run for it. Beat started to chase, but the man pulled another pistol out of his pocket and fired it at Beat. The first bullet missed him, but the second one got him right in the side. Beat let out a cry of pain as he fell to the ground and watched helplessly as the old man carried the small girl away like a rag doll to Dokenzaka hill.

"Rhyth!" He yelled, but stopped as he coughed up some blood. "No..."

"BEAT!" Rhyth screamed at the top of her lungs. "Why'd you hurt him?!"

"Because if I failed to get you, I would have been fired."

Rhyth didn't know what to do. Her hands were squashed under his arm and if she tried to trip him, he would squash her. 'Ah the joys of being little.'

Rhyth looked over to her right. The man's breath smelled awful. Not to mention the cologne he was wearing smelled like rotten oysters! As she looked over, she noticed a boy with neon green hair and a blue T-shirt watching her.

"YOYO!" Rhyth called up to him. It was then that she noticed that he was held back by a couple of thugs that were twice his size. As she watched, Rhyth wondered how many of the GG's were being held at this moment. His eyes were full of guilt, but what could he do.

"The others are a little tied up." The man sneered. "I'm not the only one in this business." He motioned his head to a pair of men in trench coats behind Yoyo. He then pulled a cell phone from his pocket with his free hand. He punched a few buttons with thumb and held the phone to his ear. After a few seconds, he started to speak: "Roger here. I have the girl. Pull back to base."

Then she remembered. There were 3 GG's still standing- or moving in this case. That's when she saw them. Corn looked down at Rhyth being taken away. Behind him was Combo and above them was Cube. As usual, the leader jumped down first followed by second in command then the girl. The hero thing was getting old.

The three GG's stood in front of the man. He glared at them in disgust and shock.

"I thought I took care of you brats!"

"Well, there's more of us than you think." Cube snapped. Her dark eyes flashed with hatred and malice. Corn's eyes were usually hidden behind his hat, of course, but in this situation, his hat was off and his blond hair was showing. Now was her chance.

Rhyth took her skate and dug the spike on the heel into his leg. The man screamed in pain and dropped the girl.

"I told you these come in handy." Rhyth said to Combo as she pointed to her skates. The tall black man just rolled his eyes.

Corn whispered something in Cube's ear. The girl nodded and skated off back to the garage. Corn then walked over and helped Rhyth up.

"You okay?"

Rhyth replied with a nod. Corn smiled. Rhyth had to admit his smile was really attractive. That's probably why Gum fell for him in the first place. Rhyth's cheeks turned slightly pink. She felt like she did earlier that day... slightly embarrassed, yet warm. She couldn't believe it. Despite the fact that their ranks were totally different, she was as close to Corn as a younger sister to a brother.

"I'm gonna take Rhyth back to the garage. Corn said to Combo. He nodded and watched Corn skate away with Rhyth. The two of them talked happily as they skated back to the garage. Once they entered, Rhyth came upon Beat sprawled on the ground. Rhyth jumped out of Corn's grasp and ran over to the boy on the tile floor.

"Beat?" Rhyth knelt down and touched his shoulder timidly. Beat winced as Rhyth's hand landed on his shoulder. Rhyth smiled. "Thank the gods, you're alive."

Beat looked up at Rhyth. "Thank the gods you're safe." He mumbled. Rhyth and Corn helped him over to the couch. Cube was already sitting there picking the locks on Garam 's handcuffs with which he had been tied to a pole. Yoyo was already free and he was working on helping Gum with her bruises.

"So, everyone was caught." Rhyth mumbled. "I should have never gotten this stupid tattoo." Beat pulled off his shirt, revealing the wound. Rhyth flinched at the sight of it but he didn't wince once.

"So, the bullet went right through you." Corn said quietly. "That's good.

"Yeah, but it hurts like hell."

"Well, d'uh! You've been shot!" Cube said as she tossed Garam some ice. "What do you expect?"

Beat growled at her, but didn't reply. He new better than to piss off Cube while injured. Besides, something else was ticking him off. Rhyth was in Corn's arms. She didn't seem to mind. She just snuggled up closer to him. "Bitch." Beat watched as she yawned and stretched in his leader's arms. Corn grabbed a blanket that lay on the couch and wrapped it around her. They eventually went back to their cozy position in front of Beat. Corn was so lucky that he was injured!

"I think I'm gonna go to bed now." Rhyth said quietly. She stood up and walked away from the group. "Yep.' Rhyth concluded with a scowl. 'Today was the worst day of my life."

All done chappy 3! #4 is coming up soon! Fluffy bits!!