Talons Edge: Birth of the Talon
Chapter 1
The cold rain pelts the hard blacktop that runs throughout the city of Seoul, Korea. It had been raining for days without ceasing and the streetlights made the wet ground glisten with a dull light. The hustle and bustle of the daily commuters and workers had long since passed as night claimed the city once again. Not everyone was asleep this night. For the night is a place where the miscreants of society roam. Murderers walk the streets without fear. Rapists freely stalk those that dare to venture out into this dark blackness. Yet some still brave the cold. Some have no choice. For even in this dark place one may find refuge from demons far worse than ones out here in the cold damp night.
"AHHHHHH!!!"
A high anguished scream emanates from a small dark alleyway. The sound would have startled any passerby, but at this hour no one can hear the piercing scream. "Thank god," the young Korean girl thinks as she huddles beside a dirty trash can. The night rain continues to fall on the young 15 year old as she clutches her mid-section and gives out a low moan of pain. Even through her painfully distorted face one can see the budding beauty featured in her young delicate face. The pain lessons for a moment and the girl breathes out a low moaning sigh. "Why me?" she whispers into the night. She looks down at her swelled out belly and tears come to her eyes. Her life had been so normal before she met him. At the thought of him her tears mix with the rain that rolls down her soft cheeks. "He said he loved me..." These words ring through her head as yet another spasm of pain shoots through her entire body. As she moans in agony her mind tries to think back. Back to a time when everything was normal. Her eyes close and....
"Mi Young!!! Mi Young!!!"
Mi Young Lee's face brightens into a wide smile as she hears her mother's beautiful voice. She jumps from her bed and rushes out of her room with a small yell.
"Coming mother..."
She rounds the corner in their small apartment and looks up at the slightly frowning face of her mother.
"You will be late........again!"
Mi Young smiles sheepishly at her mother.
"It's ok. I'm always late...they're used to it by now. Besides I had to finish this magazine I was reading."
Looking rather annoyed but slightly amused Mi Young's mother slowly kneels in front of her daughter.
"Have you been reading about fighting again?"
Mi Young cocks her head to the side and lifts one corner of her mouth slightly. Shaking her head Mrs. Lee gently admonishes her daughter.
"It is not good for you to read about those things. They are not meant for you and you KNOW how your father feels."
The young girl frowns slightly at the mention of her father.
"He just doesn't understand. It is SO COOL!!! They jump, and kick, and the fighters are SO handsome...and they sound SO SO COOL when they yell KIIYYAAAAA!!!!"
With this last burst of sound Mi Young turns and without looking throws a sweeping punch through the air. Her mother gasps as she registers the direction of the punch. A large vase sits directly in the path of her young daughter's hand. As her hand careens toward the unsuspecting vase the front door of their small apartment slowly swings open and a tired looking man, her father, steps through the door. CRASH!!! Hand and vase collide shattering the large vase into many pieces. Mr. Lee looks up in time to see his daughters hand smash into the vase. Without a thought he rushes over and grasps her hand in his looking for cuts of any kind. Seeing there is nothing wrong his fear for his daughter's safety is quickly replaced by anger at her actions.
"What are you doing!!!"
Startled at the results of her small display Mi Young stands speechless in front of her father. Her father's voice rises slightly as he asks again,
"I said..WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Quietly Mi Young answers,
"Taekwondo"
Her father's eyes darken at the word and he steps back slowly shaking his head.
"What have I told you? Huh? There will be NO fighting in this house! I do NOT believe in it and for that reason and that reason alone YOU do NOT BELIEVE IN IT!!! I work TWO jobs so you may go to a good school and get a good education. And THIS is how you act!!!"
Tears form in Mi Young's eyes as her father berates her, but just as quickly this sadness is replaced by a sudden irrational anger as her father turns toward the broken vase to inspect the damage. Mi Young raises her voice to her father for the first time.
"YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND!!! I...I......I HATE YOU!!!"
With these words Mi Young runs for the door and races down the steps. Her speed causes her to miss the sudden slumping of her father's shoulders as those three words hit his ears.
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Mi Young fights back tears as she runs blindly through the dirty streets. She doesn't know where she is nor does she care. These feelings towards her father have been building in her for quite some time. "Why doesn't he understand," she thinks. Finally after many minutes of running she slows down and looks at her surroundings while catching her breath. The entire area is unfamiliar. A rush of fear clutches at her gut, but at the same time a sense of excitement surges through her body. She smiles a little bit and thinks about what a grand adventure it will be to be her own boss, set her own rules, and live her own life.
"I'm not going back," states Mi Young. Her mind set she looks around to figure out where to go. To her right a wide street heads off into the distance. She can see several cars and people in that direction, but it looks so boring. To her left a small alleyway leads back behind a large building. She squints her eyes and tries to peer back into the darkness to see what is there, but she can't make anything out. Her final choice is to keep going straight. Playing it safe Mi Young decides to take the straight path. But as she takes her first step she hears a strange yet familiar noise coming from far back in the alley.
"kiyaaa"
The faint yell sends shivers of delight coursing through her small body. With a youthful smile the young girl quickly runs into the dark alley. She runs behind the building and she can see a fenced in area surrounded by a small crowd. The fence is about ten feet high and surrounds a small parking lot behind the tall building. As Mi Young slows to a walk the small crowd gives a small cheer. Trying to see what is going on the small girl steps up to an open spot in the crowd. As she reaches the fence a dark form crashes into it right in front of her. She jumps back in fright and looks down at the motionless body lying crumpled at the bottom of the fence. Walking up to the spot again Mi Young looks closely at the man. His face is bloody and she can tell he is hurt badly. The crowd cheers again and as she looks up her hand rises to her mouth as she first sets her eyes on him. He stands in the middle of 7 or 8 people. Some have chains, others are bare handed, and all of them are hurt in some way or another. The young man in the middle stands in an easy and somewhat taunting posture. His muscles are evident through his tight fitting shirt and anyone can see that his body is a well honed instrument, perfectly in balance with itself. The young man casually flips his long reddish hair back from his eyes and motions for them to come at him again. Three of the men attack and in under a second they fly back from him. One with a broken nose and the other two with several dark bruises forming on their faces.
Mi Young looks on in fascination. Her heart pounds like never before. Quickly glancing up to her right she sees a young girl of about 17. She is dressed in tattered jeans and cheers every couple of seconds for the young fighter. Mi Young taps the girl lightly on her shoulder. The older girl looks down briefly then turns her attention back to the fight. Mi Young tries to get her attention one more time.
"Excuse me..."
The older girl looks down and frowns slightly as she sarcastically states,
"What do you want?"
"I...well...I was just wondering," her eyes lower and then shift to the fighter in the middle of the enclosed parking lot. The older girl laughs slightly as she notices the clear infatuation the young girl has. "So you like him huh." Mi Young's eyes go to the ground in embarrassment, and the corners of her mouth form a small smile as blood rushes to her cheeks. Looking over at the fighter and then back at Mi Young a thought forms in the older teenager's mind. "Hey, I tell ya what...after he is done...I might just introduce you to him."
Mi Young looks up and smiles brightly as she speaks, "Really? That....that would be great!!!"
"Cool...why don't we go inside where its cooler till he gets done." The teenager looks around for any sign of a parent and start to lead Mi Young over toward a door on the other side of the large fence.
"But I'd like to stay and watch," Mi Young says.
Frowning slightly the young teen states, "Look...I'm going inside and either you can come with me, or you won't get to meet him. Besides I can tell you anything you want to know about him."
"Um...ok," Mi Young follows closely behind the 17 year old and as they approach the door a question quickly forms in her mind. "Umm...can I ask a question now?"
Looking back at the Mi Young the teen smiles and says, "Sure thing...what do you want to know?"
Mi Young smiles a little bit and asks, "What is his name?"
Smiling...the teenager answers, "That...is Yu Chan, the Firehawk."
"Firehawk." The word rolls off of Mi Young's lips. "It fits," she thinks as she looks at his reddish hued hair as he flies through the air to send another opponent sprawling across the parking lot. "Firehawk.." she says with a sigh they walk into the building.
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"Idiots!!!" The young fighter thinks as he looks at the seven remaining opponents that stand in a loose semi-circle around him. Smiling slightly the young man known as the firehawk beckons the small group to come forward with an uplifted middle finger. Anger flashes across the group's eyes and they rush forward in an attempt to tackle the young man. Laughing silently the fighter quickly side steps to the left of his first attacker and kicks him hard in the knee causing the man to fall to the ground writhing in agony. Behind him three other men try to stop their mad rush in time to avoid the downed man, but it is too late. The young fighter regards the fallen tangle of arms and legs for a brief second then looks up for the remaining three attackers. Two men stand in front of him and from the expression on their faces Yu can tell that the third is behind him. Turning his attention backwards he listens for the shuffle of the man's feet. When the distance is right Yu ducks low and looks up in satisfaction as the club swings harmlessly above his head. As quick as thought the fighter sends his right leg straight up and back into the unsuspecting man's throat. A loud crunch is heard as the man's throat collapses. Yu smiles as he thinks, "I love that sound." Two men remain standing before the young man. Yu looks coldly in their direction and can measure the fear in their eyes. Slowly he raises a finger and signals the people standing by the fence. They rush in and grab the few men that remain conscious on the ground behind Yu. Slowly the young fighter steps toward the two frightened men. One grips a thick chain nervously while the other tugs at the corners of his expensive suit.
"We had a deal Suk!" Yu points his finger accusingly at the well dressed man.
"You broke that deal when you demanded more money!"
A sarcastic sneer crosses Yu's youthful face.
"That's because I am WORTH more than what your boss tried to pay me. If he wants to use my docks and move his shit across MY STREETS...then he will give me MY MONEY!!! You are in my corner of the world now...and your boss will pay up...or ship out..."
Suk frowns deeply then straightens his suit as he speaks,
"Fine...we will give you 50,000 American...no more."
"100,000!"
Suk frowns a bit more then nods. Yu smiles then adds one last part to his deal.
"That'll be 100,000.....an hour!"
Suk's eyes open wide in shock.
"WHAT!!! That....that...." Suk shakes in anger as he continues, "NEVER!!! Nothing is worth that much!"
"That's where you are wrong." A small smile forms on Yu's face. "I tell you what. I'll make you a little bet. If you or your walking dick there can take me down...I'll let you move the stuff in for free."
Suk's eyes shine with anger at the brash young man standing before him. Looking to the strong man holding the chain Suk signals him forward, "I will give you $500 for each bruise on his body!!" The greed lights up in the man's dark eyes and he steps toward Yu swinging his chain in a wide arc.
Yu smiles slightly as he regards the large man before him. The man's features are clearly not Korean, his arms bulge with muscles, and he stands at least a foot higher than Yu. His face and arms are lined with scars, and his nose appears to have been broken several times. This man has clearly seen many fights and has survived them all. Yu smiles even more.
"You're dead punk!!!" shouts the muscular man as he swings the chain in a quick arc toward Yu's exposed head. The move is clearly a feint and Yu doesn't move as the chain flies towards him. As he expected the chain suddenly pulls short of his face and the man rushes in with a quick punch toward the other side of Yu's head. With ease Yu steps back and to the outside of the man's now off balance punch. Grabbing the man's now exposed arm Yu kicks the man hard in the ribs then snakes his leg up and around the arm placing it near the side of the man's exposed neck. Openly smiling now Yu waits until he is sure that the man knows what is coming. Time seems to slow as the man's eyes slowly turn and meet Yu's. Looking into the desperate man's eyes Yu can see pain and fear. In that brief instant it is as if Yu can hear the man pleading for his life, begging for it. SNAP!!! Yu's leg extends to its full length and the large man falls to the ground, dead.
Yu regards the lifeless form for a brief second then turns his gaze back to Suk. Suk's eyes are open wide and he is openly trembling as Yu begins to move toward him. Stumbling backwards the frightened man trips over his own feet and falls to the ground. Scrambling quickly to his feet Suk reaches into his jacket and pulls out a small gun.
"St...sto...stop..." Suk stammers as he points the gun at Yu.
Yu stops and a deep shadow falls across his face as his lips turn downward into a dark frown. "That's a mistake Suk. No one pulls a gun on me!"
"I....I have no choice..you are going to kill me."
"No I won't kill you...now it will be worse for you than that."
Looking past Suk's shoulder Yu gives a small nod. Suk quickly turns his head for a split second to see what new danger lurks behind him. It was a split second too long. With a yell Yu brings his foot up and into the bottom of Suk's gun hand. The gun flies high into the air as the firehawk brings his foot down powerfully onto the frightened man's shoulder. Suk drops like a rock as his collarbone shatters. His face writhing in pain as the young fighter slowly steps forward and clamps his hand down hard on the injured man's now deformed shoulder.
"Do...don.......don't...kill me..." the man gasps as he feels Yu's other hand grasp him tightly around the throat. Holding the man tight by his shoulder and throat, Yu lifts the helpless man painfully to his feet. Smiling coldly as he stares into Suk's pain-ridden face Yu increases the pressure on the injured shoulder as he begins to speak.
"I told you I wouldn't kill you...but you WILL pay."
The man screams out as he feels the bones grind in his shoulder. His legs begin to give out from the pain, but Yu will not let him fall. His fingers dig deeper into the shoulder as he increases the pressure around the man's neck. Then without warning he drops the man once again to the cold hard concrete. Suk lands in a painful heap and with a nod Yu signals his gang over to pick him up again.
"I'm going to enjoy this," thinks the young man as he walks towards the man once again. But before Yu can take more than a few steps another gang member steps up and whispers quickly in his ear. Turning quickly Yu regards the young messenger with a frown.
"She wants me now?"
The messenger nods and points over to a small building on the other side of the fenced area. Yu nods slowly then turns once again to face the injured Suk.
"You are lucky I don't have the time for you right now. Tell your boss what I said and don't give me any more trouble, or you will regret it." The young man turns and starts to walk away towards the small building. Suk sighs in painful relief. He had gotten off easy. Then without warning Yu looks back, smiles coldly, and says three small words.
"Take his eye."
Suk's screams fill the night air.
Chapter 1
The cold rain pelts the hard blacktop that runs throughout the city of Seoul, Korea. It had been raining for days without ceasing and the streetlights made the wet ground glisten with a dull light. The hustle and bustle of the daily commuters and workers had long since passed as night claimed the city once again. Not everyone was asleep this night. For the night is a place where the miscreants of society roam. Murderers walk the streets without fear. Rapists freely stalk those that dare to venture out into this dark blackness. Yet some still brave the cold. Some have no choice. For even in this dark place one may find refuge from demons far worse than ones out here in the cold damp night.
"AHHHHHH!!!"
A high anguished scream emanates from a small dark alleyway. The sound would have startled any passerby, but at this hour no one can hear the piercing scream. "Thank god," the young Korean girl thinks as she huddles beside a dirty trash can. The night rain continues to fall on the young 15 year old as she clutches her mid-section and gives out a low moan of pain. Even through her painfully distorted face one can see the budding beauty featured in her young delicate face. The pain lessons for a moment and the girl breathes out a low moaning sigh. "Why me?" she whispers into the night. She looks down at her swelled out belly and tears come to her eyes. Her life had been so normal before she met him. At the thought of him her tears mix with the rain that rolls down her soft cheeks. "He said he loved me..." These words ring through her head as yet another spasm of pain shoots through her entire body. As she moans in agony her mind tries to think back. Back to a time when everything was normal. Her eyes close and....
"Mi Young!!! Mi Young!!!"
Mi Young Lee's face brightens into a wide smile as she hears her mother's beautiful voice. She jumps from her bed and rushes out of her room with a small yell.
"Coming mother..."
She rounds the corner in their small apartment and looks up at the slightly frowning face of her mother.
"You will be late........again!"
Mi Young smiles sheepishly at her mother.
"It's ok. I'm always late...they're used to it by now. Besides I had to finish this magazine I was reading."
Looking rather annoyed but slightly amused Mi Young's mother slowly kneels in front of her daughter.
"Have you been reading about fighting again?"
Mi Young cocks her head to the side and lifts one corner of her mouth slightly. Shaking her head Mrs. Lee gently admonishes her daughter.
"It is not good for you to read about those things. They are not meant for you and you KNOW how your father feels."
The young girl frowns slightly at the mention of her father.
"He just doesn't understand. It is SO COOL!!! They jump, and kick, and the fighters are SO handsome...and they sound SO SO COOL when they yell KIIYYAAAAA!!!!"
With this last burst of sound Mi Young turns and without looking throws a sweeping punch through the air. Her mother gasps as she registers the direction of the punch. A large vase sits directly in the path of her young daughter's hand. As her hand careens toward the unsuspecting vase the front door of their small apartment slowly swings open and a tired looking man, her father, steps through the door. CRASH!!! Hand and vase collide shattering the large vase into many pieces. Mr. Lee looks up in time to see his daughters hand smash into the vase. Without a thought he rushes over and grasps her hand in his looking for cuts of any kind. Seeing there is nothing wrong his fear for his daughter's safety is quickly replaced by anger at her actions.
"What are you doing!!!"
Startled at the results of her small display Mi Young stands speechless in front of her father. Her father's voice rises slightly as he asks again,
"I said..WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Quietly Mi Young answers,
"Taekwondo"
Her father's eyes darken at the word and he steps back slowly shaking his head.
"What have I told you? Huh? There will be NO fighting in this house! I do NOT believe in it and for that reason and that reason alone YOU do NOT BELIEVE IN IT!!! I work TWO jobs so you may go to a good school and get a good education. And THIS is how you act!!!"
Tears form in Mi Young's eyes as her father berates her, but just as quickly this sadness is replaced by a sudden irrational anger as her father turns toward the broken vase to inspect the damage. Mi Young raises her voice to her father for the first time.
"YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND!!! I...I......I HATE YOU!!!"
With these words Mi Young runs for the door and races down the steps. Her speed causes her to miss the sudden slumping of her father's shoulders as those three words hit his ears.
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Mi Young fights back tears as she runs blindly through the dirty streets. She doesn't know where she is nor does she care. These feelings towards her father have been building in her for quite some time. "Why doesn't he understand," she thinks. Finally after many minutes of running she slows down and looks at her surroundings while catching her breath. The entire area is unfamiliar. A rush of fear clutches at her gut, but at the same time a sense of excitement surges through her body. She smiles a little bit and thinks about what a grand adventure it will be to be her own boss, set her own rules, and live her own life.
"I'm not going back," states Mi Young. Her mind set she looks around to figure out where to go. To her right a wide street heads off into the distance. She can see several cars and people in that direction, but it looks so boring. To her left a small alleyway leads back behind a large building. She squints her eyes and tries to peer back into the darkness to see what is there, but she can't make anything out. Her final choice is to keep going straight. Playing it safe Mi Young decides to take the straight path. But as she takes her first step she hears a strange yet familiar noise coming from far back in the alley.
"kiyaaa"
The faint yell sends shivers of delight coursing through her small body. With a youthful smile the young girl quickly runs into the dark alley. She runs behind the building and she can see a fenced in area surrounded by a small crowd. The fence is about ten feet high and surrounds a small parking lot behind the tall building. As Mi Young slows to a walk the small crowd gives a small cheer. Trying to see what is going on the small girl steps up to an open spot in the crowd. As she reaches the fence a dark form crashes into it right in front of her. She jumps back in fright and looks down at the motionless body lying crumpled at the bottom of the fence. Walking up to the spot again Mi Young looks closely at the man. His face is bloody and she can tell he is hurt badly. The crowd cheers again and as she looks up her hand rises to her mouth as she first sets her eyes on him. He stands in the middle of 7 or 8 people. Some have chains, others are bare handed, and all of them are hurt in some way or another. The young man in the middle stands in an easy and somewhat taunting posture. His muscles are evident through his tight fitting shirt and anyone can see that his body is a well honed instrument, perfectly in balance with itself. The young man casually flips his long reddish hair back from his eyes and motions for them to come at him again. Three of the men attack and in under a second they fly back from him. One with a broken nose and the other two with several dark bruises forming on their faces.
Mi Young looks on in fascination. Her heart pounds like never before. Quickly glancing up to her right she sees a young girl of about 17. She is dressed in tattered jeans and cheers every couple of seconds for the young fighter. Mi Young taps the girl lightly on her shoulder. The older girl looks down briefly then turns her attention back to the fight. Mi Young tries to get her attention one more time.
"Excuse me..."
The older girl looks down and frowns slightly as she sarcastically states,
"What do you want?"
"I...well...I was just wondering," her eyes lower and then shift to the fighter in the middle of the enclosed parking lot. The older girl laughs slightly as she notices the clear infatuation the young girl has. "So you like him huh." Mi Young's eyes go to the ground in embarrassment, and the corners of her mouth form a small smile as blood rushes to her cheeks. Looking over at the fighter and then back at Mi Young a thought forms in the older teenager's mind. "Hey, I tell ya what...after he is done...I might just introduce you to him."
Mi Young looks up and smiles brightly as she speaks, "Really? That....that would be great!!!"
"Cool...why don't we go inside where its cooler till he gets done." The teenager looks around for any sign of a parent and start to lead Mi Young over toward a door on the other side of the large fence.
"But I'd like to stay and watch," Mi Young says.
Frowning slightly the young teen states, "Look...I'm going inside and either you can come with me, or you won't get to meet him. Besides I can tell you anything you want to know about him."
"Um...ok," Mi Young follows closely behind the 17 year old and as they approach the door a question quickly forms in her mind. "Umm...can I ask a question now?"
Looking back at the Mi Young the teen smiles and says, "Sure thing...what do you want to know?"
Mi Young smiles a little bit and asks, "What is his name?"
Smiling...the teenager answers, "That...is Yu Chan, the Firehawk."
"Firehawk." The word rolls off of Mi Young's lips. "It fits," she thinks as she looks at his reddish hued hair as he flies through the air to send another opponent sprawling across the parking lot. "Firehawk.." she says with a sigh they walk into the building.
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"Idiots!!!" The young fighter thinks as he looks at the seven remaining opponents that stand in a loose semi-circle around him. Smiling slightly the young man known as the firehawk beckons the small group to come forward with an uplifted middle finger. Anger flashes across the group's eyes and they rush forward in an attempt to tackle the young man. Laughing silently the fighter quickly side steps to the left of his first attacker and kicks him hard in the knee causing the man to fall to the ground writhing in agony. Behind him three other men try to stop their mad rush in time to avoid the downed man, but it is too late. The young fighter regards the fallen tangle of arms and legs for a brief second then looks up for the remaining three attackers. Two men stand in front of him and from the expression on their faces Yu can tell that the third is behind him. Turning his attention backwards he listens for the shuffle of the man's feet. When the distance is right Yu ducks low and looks up in satisfaction as the club swings harmlessly above his head. As quick as thought the fighter sends his right leg straight up and back into the unsuspecting man's throat. A loud crunch is heard as the man's throat collapses. Yu smiles as he thinks, "I love that sound." Two men remain standing before the young man. Yu looks coldly in their direction and can measure the fear in their eyes. Slowly he raises a finger and signals the people standing by the fence. They rush in and grab the few men that remain conscious on the ground behind Yu. Slowly the young fighter steps toward the two frightened men. One grips a thick chain nervously while the other tugs at the corners of his expensive suit.
"We had a deal Suk!" Yu points his finger accusingly at the well dressed man.
"You broke that deal when you demanded more money!"
A sarcastic sneer crosses Yu's youthful face.
"That's because I am WORTH more than what your boss tried to pay me. If he wants to use my docks and move his shit across MY STREETS...then he will give me MY MONEY!!! You are in my corner of the world now...and your boss will pay up...or ship out..."
Suk frowns deeply then straightens his suit as he speaks,
"Fine...we will give you 50,000 American...no more."
"100,000!"
Suk frowns a bit more then nods. Yu smiles then adds one last part to his deal.
"That'll be 100,000.....an hour!"
Suk's eyes open wide in shock.
"WHAT!!! That....that...." Suk shakes in anger as he continues, "NEVER!!! Nothing is worth that much!"
"That's where you are wrong." A small smile forms on Yu's face. "I tell you what. I'll make you a little bet. If you or your walking dick there can take me down...I'll let you move the stuff in for free."
Suk's eyes shine with anger at the brash young man standing before him. Looking to the strong man holding the chain Suk signals him forward, "I will give you $500 for each bruise on his body!!" The greed lights up in the man's dark eyes and he steps toward Yu swinging his chain in a wide arc.
Yu smiles slightly as he regards the large man before him. The man's features are clearly not Korean, his arms bulge with muscles, and he stands at least a foot higher than Yu. His face and arms are lined with scars, and his nose appears to have been broken several times. This man has clearly seen many fights and has survived them all. Yu smiles even more.
"You're dead punk!!!" shouts the muscular man as he swings the chain in a quick arc toward Yu's exposed head. The move is clearly a feint and Yu doesn't move as the chain flies towards him. As he expected the chain suddenly pulls short of his face and the man rushes in with a quick punch toward the other side of Yu's head. With ease Yu steps back and to the outside of the man's now off balance punch. Grabbing the man's now exposed arm Yu kicks the man hard in the ribs then snakes his leg up and around the arm placing it near the side of the man's exposed neck. Openly smiling now Yu waits until he is sure that the man knows what is coming. Time seems to slow as the man's eyes slowly turn and meet Yu's. Looking into the desperate man's eyes Yu can see pain and fear. In that brief instant it is as if Yu can hear the man pleading for his life, begging for it. SNAP!!! Yu's leg extends to its full length and the large man falls to the ground, dead.
Yu regards the lifeless form for a brief second then turns his gaze back to Suk. Suk's eyes are open wide and he is openly trembling as Yu begins to move toward him. Stumbling backwards the frightened man trips over his own feet and falls to the ground. Scrambling quickly to his feet Suk reaches into his jacket and pulls out a small gun.
"St...sto...stop..." Suk stammers as he points the gun at Yu.
Yu stops and a deep shadow falls across his face as his lips turn downward into a dark frown. "That's a mistake Suk. No one pulls a gun on me!"
"I....I have no choice..you are going to kill me."
"No I won't kill you...now it will be worse for you than that."
Looking past Suk's shoulder Yu gives a small nod. Suk quickly turns his head for a split second to see what new danger lurks behind him. It was a split second too long. With a yell Yu brings his foot up and into the bottom of Suk's gun hand. The gun flies high into the air as the firehawk brings his foot down powerfully onto the frightened man's shoulder. Suk drops like a rock as his collarbone shatters. His face writhing in pain as the young fighter slowly steps forward and clamps his hand down hard on the injured man's now deformed shoulder.
"Do...don.......don't...kill me..." the man gasps as he feels Yu's other hand grasp him tightly around the throat. Holding the man tight by his shoulder and throat, Yu lifts the helpless man painfully to his feet. Smiling coldly as he stares into Suk's pain-ridden face Yu increases the pressure on the injured shoulder as he begins to speak.
"I told you I wouldn't kill you...but you WILL pay."
The man screams out as he feels the bones grind in his shoulder. His legs begin to give out from the pain, but Yu will not let him fall. His fingers dig deeper into the shoulder as he increases the pressure around the man's neck. Then without warning he drops the man once again to the cold hard concrete. Suk lands in a painful heap and with a nod Yu signals his gang over to pick him up again.
"I'm going to enjoy this," thinks the young man as he walks towards the man once again. But before Yu can take more than a few steps another gang member steps up and whispers quickly in his ear. Turning quickly Yu regards the young messenger with a frown.
"She wants me now?"
The messenger nods and points over to a small building on the other side of the fenced area. Yu nods slowly then turns once again to face the injured Suk.
"You are lucky I don't have the time for you right now. Tell your boss what I said and don't give me any more trouble, or you will regret it." The young man turns and starts to walk away towards the small building. Suk sighs in painful relief. He had gotten off easy. Then without warning Yu looks back, smiles coldly, and says three small words.
"Take his eye."
Suk's screams fill the night air.