Jin and Hwoarang meet a strange, sword-wielding girl. She has a strange power . . .the power to control fire . . . Neither fighter knows what will ensue . . .
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Unlikely Alliances
Chapter One
And so it begins . . .
The demon's muscled tail smashed violently against her stomach, sending the eighteen-year-old flying into a nearby wall. A groan of pain escaped her lips, as well as a thin trickle of blood. She struggled to stand, but ended up leaning her back heavily against the stone wall. Skriana looked up, her auburn eyes still burning with defiance and anger.
Yet, a trace of fear crept into her eyes, coming unbidden. Ogre roared triumphantly and moved in for the kill. With all her wounds, surely she could not resist, the hellish being thought. What it didn't know, however, was that Skriana was focusing her energies for a final, desperate assault that would hopefully prove fatal to the demon.
Suddenly, sharp pain found its way in Ogre's back. Turning, the hellish creature found Jin, standing, ready to fight. "Fool," it hissed. The demon slashed with taloned forepaws, but to no avail. The stern young man either dodged or skilfully blocked every one of the nightmarish beast's attacks. But the experienced fighter was having no luck, either. Even the great Demon Paw was of no use. Both opponents never seemed to tire, however. When things seemed dire for the proud Kazama, help arrived in the most unlikely form: that of a red-haired, feisty youth. Hwoarang, Jin's most hated rival, had come to lend him a hand. They formed a formidable team, to their greatest surprise. Hwoarang's swift kicks supported harmoniously Jin's powerful strikes.
"This good enough for ya, Kazama?"
"Yeah, sure. My technique, however-"
"Just focus on the fight!" Hwoarang, irritated, exclaimed.
"Whatever," Jin replied, yet did as he was told.
Shrieking of rage and frustration at its own inability, Ogre changed tactics. The demon decided to defend against attacks and wait for an opening. It never truly came, however, as whenever one of the allies attacked and left an opening, the other was right behind him, ready to hold Ogre's attacks at bay.
As the minutes ticked by, neither side seemed to be winning, although the large demon showed signs of weakness every now and then. After a while, even Jin and Hwoarang began to show signs of fatigue. Even so, all three fighters refused to give in. Finally, one of Jin's Demon Paws found its way through Ogre's defences. The hellish creature howled its pain and anger. It was at this precise moment that Skriana decided to strike. Drawing her katana, she charged towards Ogre. The demon tried time and again to claw at her, but Skriana would not allow it. She slashed continuously, the blade flashing and dancing in the air.
Suddenly, Skriana leapt in the air, muttering a few strange words. As he and Hwoarang stood transfixed, Jin thought he heard Japanese, but he couldn't be sure. The eighteen-year-old's blade was now surrounded in blood red flames. She brought it down hard, intending to cleave Ogre in half. The foul being's skull split in two, while its body was consumed by a raging fire. Soon nothing but ashes were left, and the flames around the adolescent's katana died down. Skriana leaned heavily on her sword, her breathing hard, laboured. Just as Hwoarang was about to ask about her unique skill, her grip on the sword went completely limp, the katana clattering noisily on the stone floor. She followed soon after, sinking to her knees before falling face-first to the floor.
"Geez, a single rush did that?"
"No, take a look at these wounds. She knew it was over way before this," Jin corrected as he bent down to flip her on her back and check her breathing.
"Must be a strong fighter then." Hwoarang's expression turned from admiring to wide-eyed surprise as he noted Jin's reaction to his findings.
"She's breathing. By the gods, she's breathing!" A startled Jin barely voiced.
"What!? Man, that's just not normal!" Hwoarang exclaimed.
"Never mind that, we have greater concerns. Per example, what to do now?"
" . . .Good question. I've never thought of that one. . . .Maybe at the temple. It should be safe there," Hwoarang suggested.
"Better get moving now, then. But we'd be better off not attracting too much attention. We both know what that would lead to."
"Good point."
They set off on that note, the darkness shrouding their departure.