Indomitable Spirit
Disclaimer: I don't Tekken or the characters. I only own my OC Hwa-Young
It was midday. A lone man sat alone on a bench, Looking down quietly. The second King of the iron first tournament had ended and now he had returned to his hometown in Korea.
Thoughts lingered in his mind. The dojo's destroyed because of that man... Blackmailing him into doing it because of what happened with his past. He sighed slightly and leaned forward. Taking hold of the locket around his neck. Pulling it up into his line of sight and popped it open. Staring at the picture of his child self with his father. It brought back memories of when he was young. The good memories he had with his father. Though it still hurt... He finally began to forgive himself. Thanks to his encounter with the man he met during the tournament. Marshal Law. A smile spread across his face.
The sound of approaching footsteps drew him from his thoughts. Looking up to see a girl walking.. Or rather.. Stumbling towards him.. His eyes wandered over her. She looked young... He wasn't even sure if she was 20 yet and she was skinny, Very skinny and not looking well.. There were clear dark bags under her eyes. The outfit she was wearing made it look like she was in some sort of gang.. With the black leather jacket and fingerless gloves. Short top underneath, Spiked collar around her neck and the long black boots... A street thug... Now thinking about it... She was also carrying a bat in her hand..
"Hand over all your fucking money and valuables! Right now!" She demanded. Stopping right before him with what he imagined was meant to be a threatening stare.
He shook his head slightly. How could she think was going to intimidate him? With how skinny and sickly she looked. It was clear she was straining just to stand up straight. "I'm not going to give you my money... You are not well... I suggest you go home and rest.."
She growled at his words. Lifting the bat up and made a swing at his head. Looking surprised that he dodged so easily and took up a fighting stance. "I have no desire to harm you... But I will defend myself.." He said firmly. She merely growled again and proceeded towards him once more.
He watched her steps carefully. The movements were so sluggish, He took notice the moment the bat slipped out of her hand, As her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she stumbled forward. Without him having to even a hand on her. The illness she had must be quite serious. He thought only for a moment. Moving forward to catch her in his arms.
It was a split second decision, He lifted the girl up. Into both his arms to support her. Though she was incredibly light. Far more then she should be. Baek turned around. Back the way he had come to his home. Luckily it was close by. He placed her down gently by the wall and went through his pockets for the key. Unlocking the door before taking her up again and headed inside. Pushing the door shut gently behind him with his foot.
He headed down the hall, Past the open doorway that lead to the dojo room and up the stairs to the living area. Baek placed the girl down on the small beige couch and went to the kitchen, Fetching a damp cloth for her forehead and let her to rest there as he went about his own business.
A few hours past, As the sun was starting to set. Baek finished the lessons given to his current students and closed up for the day. Heading back upstairs to shower and change. He gave a quick look in on the girl. Finding her still past out and turned away. Taking the shower he needed after all that sparring.
He only took a short shower. Cleaning up and stepped out in a towel. On the way to his room to change when he heard movement coming from where he had left his guest. Thinking she might be hungry. He decided to go ask her if she wanted some food after he changed and pushed open the door. Looking to the now unoccupied couch with the cloth he had placed on her lying discarded on the floor.
He walked across the short distance to the kitchen quickly. The door was left ajar. Making it obvious she went in there. He pushed it open gently and stepped inside. Scanning the area. He spotted her quickly. Lunging at him violently wielding a knife.
He reacted on instinct. Easily catching her hand and a disapproving look. "You shouldn't have done that. I'm trying to help you.." He said quietly. Adding pressure to her wrist. Forcing her to drop the sharp object before releasing her.
She hissed and recoiled back. "I don't want your fucking help!" She yelled and glared. Rushing at him again and jumped. Moving a arm over his shoulder and swung around to his back. Hanging on as she beat her other fist on his head.
He looked more bothered then hurt by the feeble attack and caught her arm, Yanking her forward where she hit the floor at his feet. "You really need to calm down... You're still not well and hungry I imagine... Relax, Rest and I'll get you something to eat." He said softly. Waiting for a response. But found her just staring at him. Red in the face.
He raised a brow. Before he noticed what was wrong. Spotting the fabric lying on the floor by his ankles. His own face turned bright red as he quickly grabbed and replaced it. "Ah! I am sorry! Give me a moment to get changed!" He spoke quickly as he rushed out of the room.
She watched him go. Face still flushed from the sight as she managed to pull herself to her feet... He was doing nothing but being nice and hadn't tried to hurt her. Even when she attacked him... Deciding to give the man the benefit of the doubt, She stumbled back to the living room and reseated on the cough. Feeling slightly faint again.. "What's wrong with me?" She muttered to herself.
Baek returned a few minutes later. Wearing a two piece light brown suit and black shoes. With his hair pulled back in a ponytail as it had been when she first tried to rob him outside.
He looked relieved to see she had calmed down. "Are you hungry? I can go out and get you something to eat... It won't take long..." He asked, Remaining by the doorway, Just in case she did decide to flip out again.
She glanced up at him. "Yeah... Kinda... I haven't eaten for a while... But... Why the fuck are you being so nice to me?" She gave a expression mixed between curiosity and confusion. Like kindness was a thing she'd never been treated with.
Baek wasn't really sure how to respond. He didn't have a reason for showing any kindness, Other then to be a good person... So he simply let the question slide. "It's not important.. Rest... I'll be back soon.." He said and walked out without another word. Maybe he was a fool to leave a complete stranger, Who had tried to rob and attack him alone in his apartment. But something inside told him, She wouldn't be foolish enough to try and burgle his house in her poor condition.
He was gone just under a hour. Reentering the house and looked up at the ceiling before he went upstairs. Waiting for any sound above. It was completely quiet. He walked down the hall and up the stairs quickly. With a bag of steaming food in hand. He found her still where he left her. Sitting quietly with eyes glued to the tv. Watching a rerun of the very same tournament he, himself had recently taken part in.
He gave a slight cough. Drawing her attention and raised the bag up so she could see...
A moment later. They sat quietly. Eating the food he'd brought without a word spoken between them. Once they finished. Baek took the containers. Replacing them in the bag and went to throw them in the bin. He looked back at her afterwards. "I'm not sure I have clothes that will fit you... But I'll take a look downstairs... Feel free to take a shower... You can spend the night in the spare room.." He said. Going downstairs again to check through some of the female dobok. Not the best outfit. But it would do for now. He'd take he to the hospital in the morning and let them handle the rest.
When he went back upstairs. She was gone from the living room again and the shower would be heard running. He placed the dobok down on a shelf next to the bathroom and went to make sure the old unused spare room was in suitable condition.
She stood under the shower for a long time. Relishing in the feel. The life she was stuck in was a bad one, Not giving that much time to shower often. It was such a relaxing feeling... Once she felt calmed, She finished washing and grabbed a towel. Drying her long black hair and wrapped it around her before stepping out into the hall. Looking at the clothes he left her... Some kind of training gear? How the hell was she supposed to walk around in that costume? She scowled, But took it back into the bathroom and changed into it.
Baek met her out in the hall. "You can sleep in there... The bed's made up.." He said. Pointing to the room behind him...
She gave and nod and squeezed past. Opening the door as she went in. Giving a quiet thanks.
"Wait.." He looked over his shoulder at her. "What's your name?"
She looked back for a moment but didn't reply.. Just closing the door with a slight thud. Baek sighed. Well. It wouldn't be his problem tomorrow. He thought and went to bed himself.
Authors note
My first Tekken fanfic, I hope you like. Plan to write more, Here's hoping I don't lose inspiration, Reviews would help keep me inspired.
