I DO NOT own any of the Tekken characters and am in NO WAY getting paid for this. I'm just glade I'm able to used Namco's characters. :D
Okay so I thought I would give you a quick background up here so you're not totally lost on what the hell's going on.
Okay so this is a Hwoarang (from Tekken) and an OC romance/drama/general fan-fiction. I'm honestly going to try to make this OC not a Mary-Sue (and if she seems too marry-sueish then please message me and say.)
I originally got the idea for this fan-fiction by listening to a song….a country song. I would tell you but that would give away MAJOR spoilers on the whole plot so I'm going to keep that a secret for now.
The title doses actually have a meaning, but once again its spoilers so please be patient with that. I will give that information out so you are just going to have to wait for it.
Finally the time line that this is starting from is after the 3rd game, and right before the 4th. So Hwoarang is in the military at this time, and he dose have his shorter hair cut. (I just tell you that so you know where we are and you can get a better idea what Hwoarang we are dealing with here. )
With out further ado, let's get on with the first chapter.
Ah, he had truly missed this, the atmosphere, the feeling…and the anxiety. He had longed to return; now that he had, he could honestly say he was home.
He stood ready; his western style biker clothes clung to his ripped and toned physic.
The demon skull on his back not only represented him as a person, but his gang and his life style. What he fought for…bled for…lived for. His fists, gloved and clenched with thick black leather and shiny metal studs that littered the top, made his hands heavy with deadly force. His spiked red hair swayed with the waiting anticipation, his chocolate brown eyes focused; determined.
The opponent moved first; his longer black hair jerked to the side after its owner's sudden moment. His black eyes where hollow, emotionless, completely focused. A lesser fighter would have been taken back at the opponent's sudden movements. But he was no ordinary fighter, on the contrary, one so great that his attacker's movements seemed to flow as if time moved slowly. His arm pulled back, cocking the explosive power that his muscular arm possessed. With a blinding fast punch and a sickening pop it was all over. The black haired man lay sprawled out on the floor, unconscious and broken-faced. The flamed haired youth stood over him, proud and tall with his easy victory.
Quickly, his senses returned; dulled by the ecstasy of the combat. The gang members of the opposing side stood around their defeated leader. Their anger and frustration was undeniable; their wicked snarls and poisonous glares spat hate at this red haired man.
In the background, his own gang member's whoops and cheers could be heard. He had won the fight, yet the other members had not left, not yet permitting them to come up and congratulate there leader. But there roaring joy and ranting made it obvious who they supported and that they were satisfied with the outcome.
A thick smell of garbage and urine filled the flamed haired man's nostrils. He took his eyes off his enemies for only a split second to gather where he was; he had honestly never remembered getting out of bed. In that fraction of a second he realized he was way down south of the city limits; or the "normal" members of the South Korean society. Buildings colored vomit yellow and dirt browns, looking as if the walls have never been washed. The signs were an annoying florescent yellow with faltering neon lights hovering above them. The streets were constructed of large blocks and boulders. If there were any paved roads, they were so beaten up with pot holes, cracks, and dips that no one ever drove on them.
This part of town was a ghastly place but prefect for any type of gang activity. The police never came around here and the government could honestly care less about the people who inhabit this section.
"We'll get you Blood Talon! And on that day all of your land will be ours!" one of the enemy members said to the tall leader, speaking for his gang and presently passed out boss.
"Yeah, yeah, shut your trap and get in line!" one of the Blood Talon's members said for him, drawing from the rest of the gang booming laughter. Everyone knew that the Blood Talon's had the best spots on South Korea's map. Naturally, it was no surprise the gang was constantly challenged and attacked for it.
The others picked up their boss and quickly got fled the area, not wanting to provoke the proud leader. The Blood Talon's gang laughed out once more at their whipped and hurried pace.
"Come on, let's go home." Their spiky haired leader's voice broke threw his members ridicules laughter.
"But don'cha wanna to celebrate? I heard Kim's working tonight." asked one of his members, trying to sway him to go parting with the group.
"No, sorry. Not tonight guys." He then tucked his hands in his pockets and walked off down the grimy ally way.
"What's up with him?" One of them whispered once he was out of ear shot.
"I don't know. He's been of lately." Another tried to answer.
"I heard from Li that he doesn't like to fight anymore." An actual answer that got attention from every ear in the small group of guys. "Ever since he got drafted nothing excites him. He doesn't like to go partying with us, and he's always bored now-a-days. Sorry to say guys but our boss doesn't have a desire to fight anymore…"
The red haired man sighed loudly as he continued to walk down the alley; he just couldn't understand it. Why couldn't he get excited for a fight anymore? His blood used to boil and he would bounce off the walls in anticipation. Now it was a struggle just to stay awake during a fight. Why? What was wrong with him?
A sudden noise made his attention turn towards the open street. His body was tense as if someone were about to mutilate him; stance: perfect. But what his eyes saw was not what he was expecting.
Alrighty there's the first chapter and I hope you like it so far. My OC will be appearing in the next chapter so look about for that. Please leave some comments and reviews. I really love to hear what you guys have to say and how to take my writing skills to the next level. : )
