A usual grind tour all of downtown. It was a playground where he was able to practice many of his tricks. A bunch of people were watching. They'd never seen a dude ride across walls, do flips, and perform feats any ordinary person couldn't do.
The other day, Jr did something that allowed him to take advantage of a power that had been in his family for generations. He thought it was a lie, but it was true all along. Jr hired him into The Company, the biggest organization in the city, and the one that ran it. He left home, and as he thought, no one even noticed. He had all the food he could eat, and the chance to start making big bucks.
"Fuck school," he'd said. All school was about was bullies. With his new talents and new job, what good would that shithole of a place do. So it was time to start taking on jobs and getting paid. It was while tricking it up downtown that he noticed several guys armed with pistols wearing ski masks come running out of a bank with dufflebags. Female screams filled the air. Had those guys just robbed the place?
They jumped into the car and sped off with a squeal of the tires on the pavement. With his red aura seemingly coming to life all on it's own, his evil grin appeared as he began to set off after the car, the wheels of his board leaving behind flaming sparks and he kicked off after them.
Yata was upon the car quickly, his Trusty Bat in hand. He smashed in one of the back lights, causing the occupants to look at him crazily. "Pull over to the shoulder fuck faces, you gotta missing tail light," he said, causing two of them in the back seat to shoot at him. The bullets were easy enough to dodge. Yata kick flipped above the car while turning himself upside down, to land on his left hand. He pushed off his left hand and shoved the bat towards the front bumper with such force that the car did several front flips. Yata landed off to the side while rolling in a crouch to watch the mayhem. "Heh, that's gonna hurt..."
When the car came to a rest, two of them got out and started shooting at Yata again, who dodged the shots with little to no effort. He jumped and 360 spun into the face of one of the criminals with his board while smacking his bat into the face of the other. "You guys should really consider a better career choice!"
The dufflebags were returned to the bank, and Yata was off just as quickly as he'd come...
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