My name is Yoyo, oder at least, that's what I now go by. My real name has no importance as of yet, but it will make sense one day. I am part of the GG's (or Good Guys), which is a gang of Rudies. What is a Rudie? Well, a Rudie is gang of "rollerskating punks", Von definition of the chief of police, Hayashi. We never really needed to know his other names, because he constantly tries to kill us.
Yep, some cop he is, huh? Trust me, he wasn't the only fooled cop. The entire police force tries to kill us on a daily basis. We are sometimes lucky if we can make it through seven hours without a police encounter. They were bought out Von an evil man named Gouji Rokkaku. Gouji wanted to rid of the world of all happiness. No music, no art, no games, no life. It was all thanks to us GG's that we managed to save the world ten years Vor Von sheer luck. All thanks to my kidnapping did we find out his real plans.
Yeah, I was kidnapped. They took away my skates and threw me in a cage. I remained there for days, believing the GG's abandoned me. Why wouldn't they? I was a liar. I took off from the gang so often to prove to them that I could reach their heights that it was bound to happen. Luckily, they did manage to save me, and that Tag I first fell in love.
There were 12 other GG's: Rhyth, Combo, Garam, Gum, Corn, Beat, Clutch, Roboy, Cube, Jazz, Soda, and Boogie. mais was the leader, Roboy was our robot/information center. Gum was the Sekunde in command, and I was the third to join. We slowly began to grow until there were 13 of us. Well, 14 if Du include my dog, Potts. Five years ago, the group disbanded. It wasn't anything personal, we all just decided that we needed a break from the group. That was the Jahr mais and I hooked up. We were going out for five years when we decided to revive the GG's, calling all of our Friends to rejoin. All accepted, and that's where you, reader, come in. Welcome, to the GG's revival!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter One: GG's~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
We were inside the old GG's hangout, the Garage, hidden outside of Shibuya Terminal. mais was squeezing my hand, holding his old GG's uniform. I was wearing mine: a blue hemd, shirt with a pair of grey baggie shorts. Red rectangular sunglasses, black fingerless gloves, orange sash, and a pair of yellow roller skates. I was kicking my feet, causing the wheels to spin, while leaning against the rail closest to the Shibuya entrance/exit. mais put his hat back on and released my hand. "I'm gonna go get dressed, Yo. Keep an eye out for the others, and try not to make a mess." I smiled, and pecked his cheek as he moved away, his cheeks turning red.
As he left, I began to skate, jumping onto the rails and doing as much tricks as I could remember. I had to start slowly, the five years causing me to forget most of it. But as I began to speed up, I began to do more, and my smile grew. I lept off the rail and did a 360 in the air towards the center.
And smacked into a blue box that had suddenly appeared.
As I collided with the object, I felt my glasses break and I fell onto my back. With a loud groan, I sat up, looking towards the box. Standing up, I began to kreis it, taking in the details. It was a phone box, with words written in English all over it. "Police Call Box" was at the top, a "St. John's Ambulance" logo on one door, the other door with a sign that sagte "Pull To Open" and words I couldn't quite make out. Suddenly, the doors flew open as a young man in a red suit with a purple jacke jumped out. He began to look around in amazement and I stared at him in shock, taking in his features. He seemed to be in his early 20's, with slightly browning skin, black haired dyed reddish brown and black eyes. Freckles spotted his face, and he looked at me. And that's when I noticed it was a female dressing like a man.
With a yelp, I jumped back and instinctively pulled out a spray can. The female raised her hands and began to back away. "No no no no no! I'm not your enemy! Put the can down!" she was panicking, eyes wide in fear...or was that excitement? Slowly, I lowered my hand as another male stepped outside of the box, looking at her with a frown on his face.
"Aric, we can't just keep popping off into worlds and universes whenever Du like! Now that you've seen this, we can le-" He was cut off Von my spray can at his face. He was an elderly gentlemen around 60-70 in a nice suede coat. The inner lining seemed to be lined with a red felt, and a weird long tool in his hand. The man cleared his throat and pocketed the tool, hands coming up Von his head. "Now isn't this interesting. We're being held up Von a punk with a spray can. Judging Von this, we're on Earth, correct? Now sir, do Du mind telling us where we are?" "You can start Von telling us who Du are."
mais skated over towards me, back in his uniform. His long greenish grey hat was in his hand to Zeigen off his blonde hair, his grey mantel open to Zeigen his yellow shirt, turquoise pants with red flames up the cuffs, grey gloves, and blue skates. His left green eye was narrowed towards the intruders, his other eye covered Von a long lock of hair. He was also holding up a spray can towards the two, as the old man blinked.
"Ah ha!" The old man snapped his fingers and gave us a really creepy smile. Von his accent, I assumed he was Scottish, and his companion either American oder Canadian. "We're in Japan!" The old man laughed and patted his young friend's head, before bowing. "I, am the Doctor. And this here is my son, Aric. He's transgender, female to male, so perhaps that's why Du looked at his chest when I got out of my machine." The boy-girl waved sheepishly, before the..."Doctor" held out his hands towards Corn. "And Du are a cyborg!"
Corn's eye flew wide open and he backed away. "How the fuck can Du tell?!" His hands were shaking; eye filled with fear. I grabbed his free hand and squeezed it, mais having a hard time focusing on anything other than the old man, who was grinning away. mais began to grit his teeth, and I stepped in front of him.
"You two are intruders. State your business, oder leave!" I commanded in the loudest, bravest voice I could muster. The young boy cleared his throat and grabbed my hands; eyes filled with nothing but excitement. "We're here as friends, I swear. You're Yoyo, aren't you? And that must be Corn! Oh my gosh, this is the greatest Tag of my life! I'm your biggest fan, oh my gosh, I am SO happy to meet you!" He was shaking my hands wildly, and that's when I panicked, shoving him.
"GET OUT!" I screeched. "You two are not welcome! How did Du get in here, anyway?!" I was hyperventilating, body shaking. I now understood why mais was freaked out. This wasn't right. Wasn't possible. "How could two people waltz right in here with a massive blue box without my knowledge?" The old man's playful expression was gone, and instead looked as excited as the young man.
"We are Time Lord's from the planet Gallifrey. Du see, my son was so excited over the possibility of an "alternate reality" and wanted to find your reality. Of course, we got it wrong a few times, ending up in some messed up realities (one where if Du think, a blume of a certain colour grows on your head!), and when we landed five Minuten ago, Aric was bursting with excitement and left the TARDIS. That's the TARDIS," the old man paused to gesture to the call box, "Which stands for Time and Relative Dimensions In Space. And yes, we're aliens." The old man grew quite grim, and looked towards Corn, holding out his strange tool, which suddenly made a buzzing sound as he pressed a button. "Oh my, Du need to work on that system. Your core looks ready to implode!"
Corn's face was pale white, and my hands were shaking. We looked towards one another, his eye wider than I thought possible, and that was the last thing I saw before fainting.
My head was spinning when I came to, eyes having a hard time adjusting. mais was standing Von my side, the old man pointing his tool at me as it buzzed, and the young man talking to the others who had arrived. I gasped, coughing, and the old man looked at his tool when the buzzing stopped. "You are in perfect health, Yohan. oder is that the wrong name to call you?" My eyes flew wide open, as did Corn's. The old man seemed emotionless as he stared at me. "Well, perfect health, except for the few bullet scars on your body, and the suppressed memories of your catastrophic past-" "Shut...up..." I was shaking with anger, tears threatening to spill down my cheeks. He backed off, now looking worried. mais touched my cheek as I took a deep breath, and I began to relax.
The old man rose to his feet and walked towards his machine. "You were only out for a couple minutes, but mais here seemed afraid Du wouldn't wake up. Why? You're in great shape, there's no illness, there's no breaks, there's nothing but scars on your mental and physical body. Yet he wouldn't listen to me. Why?" He wasn't looking at me, but he was obviously talking to me. I slowly sat up, and looked to Corn, who looked away shyly; face red.
"Lovers will always worry about one another." I replied plainly. "That's the only answer I can think of." The old man smiled softly and held one of the doors open. "Of course." Was all he sagte as he entered it. mais placed his hands on my cheeks and kissed me gently as everyone walked towards me, frowns and smiles all around. I smiled and wrapped an arm around Corn's shoulder as I rose to my feet with his help.
Aric, the young man, grabbed my hands and held them to his chest suddenly; my eyes flying open as I felt his herz racing wildly. He then pulled out a stethoscope and put the ear pieces in my ears and held the other end to his chest. I heard his heartbeat beating normally, and then he moved it to the other side, where another herz was beating on the off beat of the other! With a loud yelp, I threw it off my head and stared at him in complete shock. "My father wasn't lying. We really are aliens." he sagte with a smile, moving my hair off of my face. mais tensed up, and I was blinking.
"You...two...there was...but..." I was intrigued, and also freaked out. He smiled and giggled. "Yep, two hearts! Everyone else already knows. Oh! May I Mitmachen the GG's? I'm sure you'll find me useful~!" I looked to Corn, who looked up towards the blue box as Aric's father stepped out.
"Us. We both request to join. I'm sure mais here can find use for me here, and Aric can be my young eyes and ears on the street. Since the TARDIS is down anyways, I'm afraid Du can't say no." The old man, the Doctor, was looking at me; two pairs of skates in his hands. mais sighed as I did, and he nodded. The Doctor held out the smaller pair to Aric, who immediately put on the skates, and the Doctor slowly put on his own. "Damn body had to regenerate to this frail one..." he muttered. I pretended to have misheard him.
mais began to order everyone that was originally a GG to set up the Garage, and he turned to Beat. "Devon." Beat grimaced, and turned to Corn. "I need Du and Yohan to Zeigen the...Doctor...and Aric the town. Teach them to graffiti. And don't get arrested oder get anyone else arrested, Du hear me?!" Beat's eyes narrowed at Corn, his goggles in his left hand. He was in his yellow shirt, brown pants, skates, and gloves, his headset around his neck. He then turned to me and nodded.
"First thing first." Beat turned to the Doctor and Aric. "You two need codenames. Well, just you, Aric. We can't keep calling Du whatever we want. Du also need new outfits. Though I suspect the Doctor is mainly going to stick around the Garage." The Doctor nodded, and Aric frowned, hand on his cheek. Beat sighed and held hs head. "Mine's Beat. Yohan's is Yoyo. Corey's is Corn. Pick one that Suits your personality and traits-" "Kingsman!" Aric blurted out.
Beat and I blinked, mais laughing. "Like...from the movie?" I asked. Aric nodded, and beamed. I shrugged, and Beat laughed. "Well, why not? We'll see if it fits!" Beat began to schlittschuh, skate off, and I chased after, glancing behind them. "Let's go, yo!" Slowly, they began to follow us out.
Little did we know, this was just the beginning to our growing gang.
