Alrighty, I decided to post my first idea for a Karate Kid story up and this is the first installment. For those of you who were wondering about my other story [which was recently deleted], I'm just rewriting it and adding more details. It'll be back up and running shortly, I promise. :D

I can remember the night as if it happened yesterday…

My family and I were coming back from a vacation in Hong Kong and it was snowing heavily. We pulled up to a traffic light as we were passing through Tiān Jīn and out of no where, two masked men broke the windows on both sides of the car and pointed a gun at my parents. I don't think they noticed my brother and I in the backseat so we kept still and quiet.

"What do you want?" my father asked, in a steady tone. I could tell he was scared shitless though. "Get out of the car!" One of them yelled.

I could tell he was a thug by the way he spoke. "W-what do you want? We'll give you anything! Our money, our car, take it all!" My mother yelled.

"Xiā, don't give into these punks. I'll go and see what they want."

Father got out of the car and the man on his side held the gun at his head. "What do you want?" He asked again.

"We just want to have a good time!" The man slapped my father and he fell to the floor. The other man grabbed my mother and dragged her into the alley beside us.

"MOM!" Yang yelled.

He jumped out of the car and ran after her.

Oh shit, oh shit!

The man with my father was still beating him and I couldn't do anything but watch. After a moment, my brain clicked and I flew out of the car. I ran and punched the guy in the face and he stumbled back. I wasn't very strong, but I wasn't afraid either. He turned to me with fire in his eyes, the intensity matching my own.

"So, you want to play, little girl?" He pulled out a rope from god knows where and began walking towards me.

"R-run Zíxín…" My dad managed to get out.

I nodded and began running in the opposite direction, but something tripped me. I turned to see the rope wrapped around my ankles. FUCK! He bound my ankles and wrists and dragged me and my father back to the alley where my mother and brother were. Yang had a black eye and his lip was busted and my mother wasn't looking too well either.

"Shang, it looks like we've got ourselves a hero."

He threw me over to 'Shang' who put me next to my mother. What happened next scarred me for life. They tied my father and brother up and forced them to watch as these men raped me and my mother repeatedly. I was in so much pain, but I couldn't cry and I didn't dare scream.

"That's what little girls get for trying to be the hero." I looked over at my family and they were all crying, all in pain. Shang and the other unknown thug shot my family and just as they were about to shoot me, police sirens blared and they ran, like cowards. Traumatized and lonely, I could only sit there in my blood and whatnot, and wait for the police to find me.

That night was the night I closed myself off from the rest of the world…


Living with my grandparents was a major drag. They didn't care about me, they only cared about the checks they received for 'caring' for me. So, the day I came home from school and they told me that I was being put in foster care, came as a surprise to me. I hated the fact that they told me this with pleasant smiles on their ancient faces. Two days after they broke the news to me, I was shipped off to the Xiǎojiǎo Gūér Yuàn [Little Feet Orphanage] a few miles away. A couple that took a business trip stopped in for some reason, and adopted me. I learned that the couple was Mr. and Mrs. Wăng and that they had a daughter around my age. So, here I am on my way to Beijing.

Oh Joy…


So, that's the first part of my story, hope you liked it :3

-Xiaoyun