User blog:Nature9000/Witness Protection

Hey, I've started a fanfiction with this show, and I was wondering if you would be interested in reading it whenever I get it up on fanfiction.net. Hear me out, the story is crossed a bit with Hannah Montana (Inspired by the martial arts and the fact that Jason Earles played Jackson Stewart). The concept here puts HM as having taken place in 2000 though, to fit some of Rudy's backstories, but that's all, everything else is pure and same. The idea is that Rudy is a part of the Witness Protection program, his family had been taken by someone that his sister pissed off. So all these years later, Rudy divulges this to Jack, but just as he does, Kim, Milton, Eddie, and Jerry all begin fighting off the Black Dragons. Eventually Rudy and Jack are attacked too, with Rudy being taken. All the other fighters manage to make it out of their tussles as well.

So with this in mind, the Black Dragons have also taken people the kids care about in an attempt to "scare" them into forgetting about Rudy, but Jack resolves to go after them, not knowing if they're in over their heads or not. What they find out eventually is the Black Dragons are a part of a global crime syndicate owned by the leader who everyone calls 'Double O'. The concept of the criminal plot is simple. The Black Dragons are everywhere, at least each celebrity (Actors/singers) has one on their bodyguard team. There is a mind control device that these bodyguards give to these celebrities, once activated, they will go into hypnosis and begin the "long walk" to a certain place where they will be plunged to their deaths. Jack, Kim, Jerry, Eddie, and Milton obviously will have to stop this while attempting to rescue Rudy and those they care about (They do have the help of Bobby Wasabi and of course, Falafel Phil).

Let it be known also, the story supports the Jack/Kim ship. Also, let it be known, it's mentioned some facts Rudy has told to his friends beforehand may have been embellished some due to the fact that he's in Witness Protection, but the martial arts and all else are very true. He does, however, not know that the Black Dragons are the group responsible for what happened to his family (Obviously, else it would not make any sense that he would associate with Sensei Ty or the Black Dragons).

Now if you would like, I will show you a bit of this. The one time HM is mentioned (Besides the ending of course) is in Rudy's flashback. Let me show you, feel free to skim if you want because I know I'm posting a bit much. I just want to get you interested:

'           “So this is it? The last performance?” Jackson Stewart asked as he followed his sister Miley and father, Robbie, backstage. Roxy the bodyguard was leaning up against the wall, watching closely. Miley was throwing her hands up in desperation, her face was soaked with tears. “You can’t just give up. I mean, that’s not what Lilly would want is it?”  '

           “Lilly’s gone because of 'me Jackson!” Miley proclaimed. She turned around, full of rage and spite. “Because of Hannah Montana! Oliver won’t talk to me, Lilly’s gone, and I have to travel the world without my family and without my best friends. This wig…” She removed her blonde hair and held it in front of his face. “This wig has caused me more trouble than I ever wanted to have. I don’t even know how the hell I could trick everyone in the world with a wig.” They heard someone behind them and turned to see Oliver walking up to them, slowly clapping his hands. '

'           “It’s the trick of your life,” Oliver said with a subtle smile. He winked at Roxie and tossed her a piece of cornbread. “Here’s some jalapeno cornbread, the last of it, and I know how you like your cornbread.” Roxie thanked him and went on her way. He spread his hands out to his sides and smiled more at her. “I know it’s hard, but they’re right, Lilly wouldn’t want you to give up. She’d want you to keep going, to be strong, and if you’re not feeling like keeping the secret any longer…don’t. I see your point, Miley Stewart can pull off the world’s greatest disappearing act, along with Hannah Montana, and somehow nobody notices. Now you just want to do that again? You think they won’t notice?” '

'           “I don’t know…” Jackson folded his arms and watched the two talk, he was disheartened by the conversation. In a way, Miley had every right to quit now, she let her fame get the better of her. Two months ago, Oliver was on vacation and Miley had a concert to do and was really pushing Lilly to attend. The fact was, Lilly was running late, so she got mad at her. That particular night, Lilly’s car had broken down and she was trying to call Miley to swing by and pick her up so she wouldn’t have to call the police. Miley was so angry, and wanted to just focus on her conversation, that she hung up her phone without thinking. The next morning, a construction worker found Lilly’s body lying in an alleyway, she’d been mugged the night before, just minutes after calling Miley for help. '

'           “He’s right,” Roxie remarked. She bit into the cornbread and lifted her shoulders. “Don’t give in now, you’re doing so well.” Jackson took a step back and looked around, he had a very bad feeling. Something was dreadfully wrong here, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. '

           For one thing, Roxie was the 'only guard left backstage. Oliver himself came in through the back door, but hadn’t been checked. Though that could be explained as easily as him knowing Hannah Montana.  '

'           “You never know, your singing can take you to great heights,” Oliver remarked. “Everything in life can become something great. Look at my Dad for example, he owns a whole international martial arts chain.” '

'           “Oh cool!” Jackson exclaimed nervously, trying to change the subject. Oliver raised an eyebrow and glanced over. “What chain is it? Wasabi? He wouldn’t have bought out Bobby Wasabi would he?” '

'           Oliver chuckled and waved his hand in the air. “No, they suck.” He frowned at the words. It was his opinion that the Wasabi Martial Arts fighters were the best, he’d recently joined. “Anyway Miley, like I’m saying, don’t give up now while you still have ti-” Suddenly Roxie began to cough and pound her chest. Everyone looked over and Oliver’s eyes grew wide. “Oh no! Roxie! I know the Heimlich!” He rushed behind her and started to perform the Heimlich on their bodyguard. As he was doing this, several people dressed in ninja wear started to appear from the shadows. '

'           “What? What’s going on?” Miley asked. She backed up with Robbie and Jackson. These ninjas were throwing nunchucks over their shoulders and performing intimidating kicks. They heard Oliver shout that Roxie was unconscious and looked over to him just in time to see one of the ninjas strike him over the head. “Oliver!” '

'           “We need to get you out of here,” Robbie exclaimed. He grabbed Miley and began to pull her back. Jackson whimpered and moved into fighting stance, he knew so little martial arts at this point, but he felt he needed to protect his family somehow. As one of the ninjas came to him, he ducked to the side and kicked forward. With each kick and punch he through, he had to take a step backwards towards the back door. “Son! Run Jackson!” '

'           “Dad?” He looked over and shrieked, one of the ninjas had their arms around Miley’s waist and she was bent over, unconscious. Robbie was trying his best to ward off the ninjas, but even he was unable to do much with five ninjas crowding up on him. '

'           “Just get out of here son! Go! Save yourself!” '

<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “But Dad-” 

'<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “Go! You can’t fight them!” His father’s angry yell sent him flying out the door. He didn’t look back for two blocks, stopping only to fall to his knees. Tears welled up in his eyes as he carefully pulled out his phone and dialed the police. '

<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">            '''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">Even after all that, the police passed it off as nothing. It was just a ‘mysterious’ disappearance of Hannah Montana. They didn’t even tell him anything. Instead, when he told them his story of what happened, they gave him a new name and a new life. No longer was he Jackson Stewart, but Rudy Gillespie. Every day he lived with the regret that he hadn’t stuck around to at least try to fend off the ninjas. At the very least, he could <span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: "Book Antiqua","serif";"> be with his family. '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">“Oh that won’t help,” Lonnie remarked. He cracked his neck from side to side, smirking slightly. Jack’s eyes started to grow and his friends instantly flashed through his mind. “Fighters have gone after each one of them, delivering a message to them. They can either opt to work with us, ignore this whole situation for the betterment of their lives, or die.” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “You leave my friends alone!” Jack roared. He slammed his elbow back into one of the ninjas necks, throwing him into unconsciousness. Lonnie narrowed his eyes and shook his head as Jack started rushing towards him. “No wonder you’re so good at your job, you’re a lying snake!” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “Hey now, I didn’t do a thing. They asked, it was either I tell them or I’d be subjected to physical harm.” Jack slid onto his knees and slid his arm back, striking Lonnie in the lower back. Lonnie lurched forward and spun around, narrowing his eyes. “Shouldn’t you be more concerned about your mentor? Oh wait, actually I’m supposed to tell you to forget him, aren’t I?” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “That’s not happening. You won’t do a thing!” He looked over to see Rudy going toe to toe with the last ninja. The other one was lying on top of Phil’s counter with a pot over his head. “You’re already losing.” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “Really? Are you sure about that?” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “Yeah, I-” He threw his hand to his shoulder as a sharp pain ran through his shoulder. He let out a loud scream as his vision started to blur and his senses began weakening. “Wh-What did you do?” He heard a loud thud and saw a blurred image of Rudy lying on the ground. “No….” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “Don’t worry, the lizard that bit you isn’t deadly. It only has enough venom to knock you out for a while…but it’s long enough.” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “No! I won’t let you…” He slowly pushed himself up and stumbled forward. “You’re going down you conniving bastard…” In what appeared to be a fruitless attempt, he threw a punch that Lonnie only sidestepped. His punch had been so slow and all of his energy was completely gone, he only fell towards the floor, groaning out in anger before blacking out completely. He’d failed. He failed to protect his sensei, his friend. '''

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'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “The cops won’t do anything!” Jack roared. The others jumped at his voice. He slipped from the booth and walked to the window, smacking his hand onto it and glaring out at the reptile shop across the courtyard. “They haven’t even found Rudy’s family in twelve years…if his sister and father are even alive, they probably don’t have much longer, and I’m sure he won’t have long. I don’t like people getting the upper hand on me either…The cops won’t find him, no one else will, that leaves us. I know it’s dangerous, I know it seems stupid, but it’s the only option I see!” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “What will our families say, though?” Milton meekly asked, seemingly unsure of this idea. “Not only that, but…however will we find him? How would we travel? Wouldn’t we need an adult with us? What about schools?” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “Forget school.” Jack turned and narrowed his eyes as Phil began to stand. “As for an adult, there’s Bobby and Phil right there. As for the parents…” Bobby clapped his hands and Phil raised an eyebrow. '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “That’s easy to deal with,” he stated with eagerness. “I’ll just inform each of your families that you’ve been given the opportunity to take a Martial Arts camp and train with the great Bobby Wasabi, martial arts master!” Jack was impressed, he hadn’t even thought of an idea. “As for whether or not I can actually travel around with you…I can’t, but I’m sure Phil here would be happy too. Right Phil?” Bobby smacked Phil on the back, catching him in a moment of surprise. '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “Uh r-right, I would be most happy to supervise your uh…caravan?” Jack let out a triumphant laugh and spun back around, grinning widely as he glared at Lonnie’s store. The first thing they’d have to do, besides getting cleaned up, would be getting some answers out of that dirty snake. '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “So…who’s with me on this?” If they were dealing with more than just a small group, then it could be an issue, but what choice did they have in the matter? “Rudy’s counting on us. Your families are in trouble, and since none of us seem to be giving in…” He turned back to face his friends and lifted his shoulders, he didn’t appear to have to say the obvious. Their entire lives were at risk now because they’d been involved with Rudy, and if they weren’t going to give up without a fight, their families would be in trouble too. The police wouldn’t bother with any of them because they weren’t ‘important’ as compared to how important Jackson Stewart had been. They weren’t famous, they weren’t rich, merely nobodies to the police department. “No one’s going to waste witness protection on our relatives…” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “My family has more than enough protection,” Jerry said with a subtle smirk. It was true, he had cousins all over, and even a small Cuban mafia network somewhere in Illinois. “But I’m in. They took my father as fuel, I’m not letting them take anyone else.” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           Kim moved next to Jack and put her elbow to his shoulder and shaking her head at Jerry. “I was hoping to say first, but I think it goes unspoken…I’m in for the long haul.” Jack applauded that and put his arm around her waist, flashing a toothy grin. Milton and Eddie rolled their eyes and smiled. '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “Seeing you two kind of inspires me,” Milton admitted, “They took our Sensei. They took Rudy’s family, and they have Julie…if they were attempting to scare me, it worked. Yet, no one messes with those I care about. I’m in.” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “Same here,” Eddie replied. “If you’re all going through hell, then I’m going with you!” '''

'''<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Book Antiqua","serif"">           “All right guys.” Jack tugged on his collar and glanced at the bite on his shoulder for the first time, Lonnie’s lizard really did a number on him. There were two tiny dots with a blue circle and blood dripping from the wound. He’d have to get it cleaned up, and he’d be fine. He shrugged his shoulders and looked to his friends. “Glad to hear it, because like I said…the cops won’t do anything for our family. So Rudy, his family, and the remaining family we have still out there in danger…we’re all the Witness Protection they have. Let’s do this.” '''

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I know it's a bit much, but if you read it all, or even if you skimmed half of it, I hope it at least got you interested in wanting to see this story in it's fullest ^_^. Let me know!