Hey guys! I'm rewriting my last story for the better. I understood almosst how everything works so it should be better...'I think everyone knows who owns tekken
Chap 1:
Everyone was running home when the school bells ringed... except for one. He didn't want to go home... he didn't even have one...
The young boy never did understand what had happened to his family... One day they were the happiest family in the whole world and the next, ththe worst enemies ever. For reasons that was above him.
Anyhow, the little red head boy was not going to that house anytime soon and it wasn't like his 'dad' cared anyway.
He didn't even had time to reach the gates that a pretty large hand grabbed the back if his jacket
"Ah!" He let out a yelped of surprise but was quick to shut up when a hand was pulled over his mouth and restrained him.
"Look whose here, Hwoarang the famous little loser!" A voiced hissed with amusement. Hwoarang was trapped between 2 boys of the famous bully gang the 'rebels'. The boys here was Kevin and David Cameron. They are twin brothers with brown hair and eyes. For unknown reasons, they seems to like picking up on Hwoarang. But Hwoarang was known to always fight back and never give up until total loss.
"Hey you didn't give me your money today. Right?" Kevin asked. Hwoarang who was restrain by David.
"Like hell I would!" The red head exclaimed struggling under the others grip to break free. Unfortunately, David was stronger and his grip tighten.
"tsk tsk tsk" Kevin tsked amused. "Well then I'll just take it my way" He said a grin all over his face and started to punch Hwoarang mercilessly in the stomach.
10 minutes of beatings Hwoarang still didn't make any sound of pain. He wasn't about to let his enemies get the pleasure of his pain. Finally they stopped and went home leaving Hwoarang on the floor. He was in bad shape and had difficulty standing up. His head was throbbing with pain and he really wanted to throw up. Even though he still made it there. He would have gone fighting somewhere but was too tiered right now. He would have win if they hadn't taken him by surprise, but it seem each time they got him when he less expect them...
He was welcome with a shoe thrown at his face and a loud yelling. He didn't understand a thing about what had been said but act as if he did.
"What do you want baster!" He hissed loudly as he entered the house, throwing his school bag on the couch.
"What are you doing here so early?" His 'dad' hissed. (when those 2 talk they keeo hissing) looking at him. He took a full body picture and smirked.
"What's this? Did the baby get beaten?" He said provoking Hwoarang. "Awww look at that, the so called blood fighter has loss but don't worry I'll make it all better" He said sarcastically which en nerved Hwoarang even more.
"That's it!! YOU'RE GOING DOWN!!!" Hwoarang yelled charging at his enemy and fight started.
Hwoarang being of course only around 11 years old lost and in worst shape. He was lying on the bloody ground not moving except for breathing. Eventually, he went to the bathroom to clean himself and threat all the wounds.
Gathering everything he tgen serch for what he needed and carried it to his room. Tomorow his dad will be busy at work and come late at home. He'll have all his time for his ecape but right now. ... he needs to sleep.
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz... didyou like it? yes? no? I'll be waiting for at least 1 review plzzzzz