Diary Of A Rudie

By Jet Set Yoyo

Summary: The GG's have disbanded, Rokkaku has taken over and no one can skate anymore. Four young kids who looked up to the GG's have the guts to put on their skates and tear up the streets. When Rokkaku arrives and starts taking them down who's going to step in and put Rokkaku back in their place.

Disclaimer: I do not own JSRF or the characters, they're owned by Sega and Smilebit. I only own my own characters.

Minor edits.

November 11th, 2013 – Page 2

We're in. Hell this place is creepy. The first floor has nothing interesting; a couple of rooms but there weren't any holding cells. It's…weird. I would expect a police station would have jail cells ya know? We passed Hayashi's office, but of course it's night time so he wouldn't be here. I don't want to have to deal with him anyway. The hallway was long and deserted, not even a camera. At least I didn't think I saw one. We finally snuck our way towards the other end of the hallway, there was only one room with an officer in it and we managed to get by without him noticing. He looked like he was asleep, but I'm not a hundred percent sure.

Corn motioned for us to wait so we hid behind a conveniently placed stack of boxes. Wonder what was in 'em. He disappeared down a set of stairs leaving us to worry about the lone officer and whether or not he would come this way for whatever reason. My mind wandered to Keiraan and the others keeping watch outside. I was curious as to how they planned to convey a warning to us if anyone was to come. I suppose we'd find out when it happened I guess. And find out we did. That's a bit later though so I'll let you use your imagination for now. I'll get to it.

"Hey man… why's there stairs going down? Police Stations have basements?" I asked in a hushed voice, poking my head over the railing to see if I could see anyone. Not a soul, of course Corn already checked so I doubted there would be. This place was awfully creepy; I'm pretty sure I wasn't the only one who was spooked by the lack of people and the weird set-up. I can't even say that enough. Creepy, creepy, creepy. Think I'd rather be in a cemetery on that American holiday; Halloween.

We walked down the stairs, Corn leading so he could keep watch, then Yoyo, me and finally Tag at the end. He almost fell down the stairs because he was walking backwards, keeping watch for anyone. At that point in time, I was confident that if anyone was going to see us it'd be from down here. The one officer sleeping upstairs wasn't going to do much damage even if he did see us. We'd have him knocked out before he could even get a word out much less set off any alarms. The downstairs was kind of dark; honestly it reminded me of some medieval dungeon without the wall shackles and torches. Pretty sure that stuff's illegal now.

The stairwell led into another long hallway like the one on the floor above. At the end of it was a door, much like the one that led outside but there couldn't possibly be a door like that under the ground so it must've led to a room. In fact it did lead to a room; it was oddly convenient how all the doors other than that one were locked.

'Wonder what's in them?' I thought to myself, I'll bet everyone else's curiosity was peaked as well. Or maybe I'm the only one here whose mind wanders as much as it does.

It didn't matter though; we pushed through the door at the end of the hall and found all the holding cells. A couple of them held Rudies, from what we could see from the doorway. Tag raised his finger to his mouth, signaling for them to keep quiet and found a release button since none of the doors had any keyholes. The doors opened automatically and a couple teen boys stepped out; no one I could recognize. Neither could Yoyo and Corn, so they weren't old Rudies. I was crushed, we were almost positive he was in here; where else would they keep Rudies? All that kept running through my mind at that moment was:

'Oh fuck he's dead. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.'

Tag looked down at the ground and balled his hands into fists so tight his knuckles turned white. I watched him, unable to take my eyes of his hands which were now starting to bleed. His face contorted with pain he finally let out a growling sort of scream at the top of his lungs. Neither me or Yoyo were fazed, we were both in our own worlds. It also didn't really occur to me at the time we were still trying to lay low.

Yoyo looked like he was going to cry; he probably was but we just weren't seeing it. After a few moments of enduring Tag's relentless scream he raced towards each of the cells tearing through every object in there looking for Cael. I joined in and after some hesitation and possibly a little internal debating the two other teens did as well. There were a lot of cells so it took us a good ten minutes to get through most of them. That was the longest ten minutes of my life.

I left the cell I was just looking through and shook my head at Yoyo who was coming out of his; the two boys shook their heads as well. There was no trace of him in any of the cells. Maybe it would've helped if we were going about this in a more organized manner but the hysteria of the moment just had us tearing up whichever cell was closest. We probably searched a few of them more than once on accident. Yoyo walked towards the last one and I followed.

Tag had been on his knees on the ground after screaming his lungs out, he looked up and locked eyes with me before I disappeared behind the wall of the last cell. There, curled up in a little ball under the sad excuse for a cot wrapped in the thin grey blanket was Cael. Despite the bruises splotching his skin, a split lip, and a black eye, he seemed ok. He was asleep and from the looks of his dirty streaked face he'd been crying a long time before he had conked out. Only he could sleep through Tag's screaming; I almost laughed but it really wasn't funny.

"Tag! Tag you dumb shit get in here!" I yelled over my shoulder. I heard him scramble to get up and run towards us but I was too busy staring at the kid. I scooted out of the way for both Yoyo and Tag to get to him. I guess I cared but not as much as they did.

"No fucking way. No. Fucking. Way. Cael you little shit you're alive!" Tag half yelled, half cried hysterically. I almost laughed at him but I had no right, we were all feeling the same way.

Yoyo scooped him up and shook him gently. The kid's eyes fluttered open; kind of like how you see in those dramatic movies where the knight in shining armor who went to save the girl gets hurt and you think he's dead. Except, that's gay and Cael's not a girl but it made a good reference 'cause it was all dramatic like that. Anyway, then he opens his eyes, looks around all confused-like and everyone gets all emotional and showers him with hugs and kisses and all that shit. Yeah well, except for the kisses that was pretty much it but with a hell of a lot more swearing. Sarcasm, in case you weren't paying attention.

Unfortunately our reunion was cut very short. The door slammed open and a shit ton of Rokkaku poured in. I glared at Tag, knowing it was probably his ear-killing scream of death that turned us in. I wasn't going down without a fight, no fucking way. Neither was Tag, he turned and stood beside me, probably thinking the same thing I was: Kill 'em. There wasn't a single one of them that wouldn't pay for what they did to Cael. Not one.

This wasn't exactly the ideal battle grounds, unfortunately we didn't have much paint on us, so melee it was. We sort of just charged, almost at the same time, towards the sea of police. I jumped up sending my foot to one of their faces. The poor bastard fell back into the crowd and took down a few others misfortunate enough to be standing too close to him. It sent at whole handful of them to the ground with a satisfying thud.

Tag dropped to floor instead, choosing to swipe a man's feet out from under him making a smaller domino effect. Those pathetic idiots were falling like trees; didn't they realize it was a terrible idea to be huddled together like that? The adrenaline in my veins was making my heart beat in my ears I couldn't hear a damn thing, all I did was move. Keep moving, just keep moving. They can't hit you if you're moving. I really can't say I'm the fighting type; I've had encounters with Rokkaku before but I've never taken the time to beat the crap out of them. Meanwhile, the two boys seemed a little afraid, they didn't help out at all; just hid in one of the cells towards the back.

Yoyo came out and sprayed a pair of Rokkaku in the face with some lime green paint. They screamed and clawed at their eyes desperately trying to get the paint out so they could see. Soon they were on the ground as well. Some of the people we knocked over who weren't badly injured by being fallen on or falling on some sort of object stood back up, coming at us with batons ready. I slugged one in the gut before he had a chance to hit me.

"Zaiden behind you!" Tag yelled just a little too late. I turned to block but got a smack to the side of my head and fell right to the ground. I was out cold; I know that much because next thing I knew I was on Yoyo's couch with bandages on my head.

Cube tells me I'm pretty lucky to be alive, that hit was directly to my temple. I don't feel lucky though, my head is throbbing and I feel like there's a vice on my head. Tag says Keiraan and the others noticed the Rokkaku come in and whistled for us but when we didn't come out they came in after us. By then Cael was hiding with the two boys, I was out cold and Tag was badly injured, Yoyo was injured as well but still fighting them off as best he could when they came in and took care of the last dozen or so. I never knew this place had so many officers.

Speaking of Tag, he's alright and back to his usual moody, withdrawn self. The fucking loser, I kind of want to slug him in the face. But I'll be kind, his arm is already broken, he doesn't need a broken face. Cael's ok, he hasn't left the room since Yoyo brought us back to his and Beat's place. I think he's pretty psyched to see his brother again. The kid is always practically glowing though; it's hard to tell when he's really happy. Maybe once we recover and beat down Captain Hayashi for good he'll see his parents again too. Fuck my head hurts. I can't wait to beat that guy's brains in; I'll make it hurt tenfold what I'm feeling right now. I think my head is going to explode. I can't really go anywhere right now, if I even stand to take a piss I get dizzy. At least I'm not dead but FUCK my head hurts. I'm going back to bed, nothing hurts in your sleep… I'm just really glad Cael's ok.

Constructive Criticism appreciated.