from the author

It is not going to be apparent in the beginning, but it will have elements of fan fiction. It will be more obvious later in this story and the later parts. I will post as quickly as I can. I've only 15 chapters done. After I post the chapters I've written so far I will continue to write.

Legacy of the Chosen One pt. 1

Chapter 1

A light snow was falling outside the airport. There were a few cars traveling the road that passed the complex, but the place was still busy despite the weather. The sound of planes and people fill the air inside the bustling terminal. Two people stand near the security check in for the airport and wait for an announcement. It was several weeks after Christmas and the majority of people in the airport were business travelers. Just then, a voice on the P.A. system broke through the ambient noise of the terminal.

"Now boarding, flight 519 non-stop from Omaha to Denver. All those in rows 1 through 5 or those traveling with small children, please report to Gate 6. Repeat..."

"That's my Flight. They must be finished de-icing the plane." The younger of the two men said. "I guess this is it Dave."

"I guess so." Dave replied. Dave was a guy in his mid thirties with a very muscular build, red hair and a mustache. He stood a few inches taller than his friend, and his look reflected well his Viking heritage. "I'm surprised your family didn't make it here to see you off. I guess they don't like you that much, do they, Mat?" He chuckled.

"I guess not." Mat answered, causing both men to laugh out loud. Mat was a man just barely twenty whom also had red hair, though cut shorter than Dave's, and a very athletic build. His facial features make him appear much younger than he really is. He is carrying a medium sized duffel bag, one barely small enough to qualify as a carry on. "Actually, we said our good-byes last night. Both my mom and dad had to work today, and my brother is busy with something or other."

"You are so lucky to get to go to Japan." Dave said, his tone a little envious. "I guess you earned it though."

"I didn't do anything out of the ordinary." Mat said modestly, his gaze going towards the floor.

"What do you mean by that?" Dave said feeling a little taken back by the comment. "You mastered those moves faster than anyone Sensei had ever seen. You even beat him in a match. No one in his entire dojo felt that he made the wrong choice by sending you to Japan to study."

"Your right," Mat said as a smile slowly appeared on his face, his gaze returning to its previous position. "I'm just glad I finally get to see Japan. It's been a dream of mine for a while, and I never thought I would get a chance to go. I owe a lot of it to you. If it hadn't been for you dragging me to the gym every other day, and then talking me into taking those classes, I wouldn't be going."

"It's also good that you aren't really tied down here." Dave explained, "I have a new house that I love, and a job that wouldn't be too happy with me if I just took off for an indefinite amount of time to go to Japan." The two men began walking towards security. "Besides, I don't know any Japanese at all. You do."

"I don't know that much." Mat reasoned, "I can only speak a little of it, and barely know how to read it. To tell the truth, it wouldn't matter how much I knew though, or even why I was going. I feel as if there is something that is drawing me there. Maybe I can fid some of the answers that I'm looking for..."

Mat was interrupted by the P.A. system. "Flight 519 from Omaha to Denver is now boarding all rows. Repeat..."

"It's time for you to go." Dave said as he extended his hand. "Have a good time, and if you meet any girls over there, make sure they have a sister that wouldn't mid dating a 34 year old American."

"I'll do that." Mat said with a chuckle as he shook Dave's hand. "Too bad I won't have much of a chance to contact the outside world during my training. Take care my friend."

"Take care Mat," Dave said as he waved goodbye. "Don't get too bored during your layover in Denver."

The two men parted with Mat going to the ticket agent, and Dave going to the window. The ticket agent took Mat's ticket as he walked down the ramp towards the plane. The ticket agent smiled and closed the doors to the ramp behind him. Mat entered the plane and found his seat, which was a window seat as he had requested, and began to think deeply about his trip. "I've been so excited by this trip, that I haven't really thought about it yet." He said quietly to himself as he leaned back in his seat and awaited take off. "I really hope that I find what I'm looking for in Japan. My life hasn't been going anywhere lately, and I need a sense of purpose. I have this strange feeling that it will be a very long time before I return home. No matter what happens, I want to find purpose to my life soon."

"Hi, Dave!" A voice uttered from behind the large man. "Where's Mat?"

Dave turned around to see that it was Mat' smother speaking to him, and that Mat's family had arrived at the airport. "See that plane on the runway right now?" Dave said quietly as he pointed to the jet pulling away from the terminal, "he's on that plane now."

"But we haven't said goodbye yet." Mat's father said, "he told us his flight didn't leave till 3:00pm. It's only 2:15 now."

"He told me you had already said your goodbyes last night." Dave explained, "He told me you were working today."

"We both took off so we could see him." Mat's dad said. "We didn't see him last night. I wonder why he did that."

"I'm sorry," Mat said while looking out the window, "I didn't know if I could go if I saw you at the gate. Goodbye Mom, Dad."

The flight to Denver was uneventful. Mat's layover in Denver was 6 hours, but he spent his time at the airport thinking about what awaited him in Japan. It all started when Mat wanted to get in better shape, and his friend Dave took him to a gym near his house. Dave suggested one day that they both take Karate lessons to help build up their energy, and their spirt. Mat took to the lessons quickly, and moved beyond all the students in his beginner class within a couple of weeks. The owner of the dojo, Sensei Kim Holland, saw how quickly Mat was learning and kept placing him in higher level classes. Eventually, there were no higher classes that he could be moved into, so Sensei Kim started teaching him one-on-one.

Mat was so eager to learn what he could about the martial arts, after being in Sensei Kim's classes for 2 months he started taking Jujitsu classes on the days that he was not in Sensei Kim's class. When Sensei Kim offered to teach him one-on-one, he quit school and split all of his time between his job, martial arts, and the gym. After a few months of the one-on-one training, Sensei Kim began to see that Mat was exhausted. He tried to convince Mat to quit the other classes, but all he could talk him into was cutting back at work while Sensei Kim taught him for free. Mat had been training privately with Sensei Kim for about six months, and he truly thought that he had no more to teach him. Mat refused to enter tournaments, and insisted he keep training in some way.

Sensei Kim wrote to a friend of his in Japan, telling his friend of the amazing student he had found. Tat friend then told Kim that martial arts instructors in Japan, China, and all over Asia were being told to look for students that showed exceptional ability, and an ability to learn quickly. He mentioned that those that qualified would be given an opportunity to learn a very rare martial art, taught once a generation. Sensei Kim then realized that Mat might be the very person they were looking for. He felt he should test him to be sure.

He decided that he would tell his students that he was looking for one of them to take a trip to Japan. They would have to demonstrate the highest ability, and potential to him in a way of the student's choosing. All students would be gathered together and all would have an equal chance to show themselves. The students tried everything: they choreographed fights; did demos of techniques and weapons; broke boards, ice, and bricks; even challenged Sensei Kim to a match. Then it came down to just one student.

Mat did a very complicated demo of everything he learned in Jujitsu and Karate. The demo left students impressed, but not Sensei Kim. Towards the end of the demo, Sensei Kim quietly camp up behind Mat a performed a perfect jumping spin kick. Somehow, Mat had expected something like this to come from his teacher and had readied himself in the event it happened, and ducked the kick.

"Here is your test," Sensei Kim said, "don't look at me as your teacher. I am your enemy and I stand between you and a trip to Japan."

Not saying anything, Mat took up a defensive stance and the fight began. Mat was a little taken back at first and Sensei Kim managed to get a few punches in, striking Mat in the face. The training sessions Mat had with his teacher came back to him, and the scene that played out before the students looked as though Sensei Kim and Mat had planned every detail of the fight. Noticing the look in both Sensei's and Mat's eyes, the students knew they were not acting. Mat was on the defensive for the opening moments. After the first few punches landed on his face, Mat began to feel the rhythm of the fight and was blocking every punch or kick that Sensei Kim threw. As the battle wen on, Kim sensed that Mat was learning as the fight was progressing and was managing to throw a few punches of his own in the fury. Mat told himself that he wouldn't use any other technique than the Karate techniques Sensei Kim had taught him so as to be sure that he truly did have the ability to overcome his teacher. The match was dead even for a few minutes but Mat soon began to turn the tide of the fight. Kim threw a right hand punch, and then dropped and attempted to sweep Mat's leg. Mat saw what he was attempting and jumped the sweep, and as Kim spun around and started to rise, Mat landed and threw a hard fast straight punch at Kim's chest. The punch landed and sent him to the ground hard. Mat was quick to follow up, but stopped short, not wanting to actually hurt his teacher. Kim nodded his head in approval, and thus the match was ended.

The students still did not know that to make of the event. Until Mat extended his hand and helped his fallen teacher to his feet. The men shook hands and the students applauded. Everyone in the room knew who was to be given the honor of studying in Japan.

"Last call for flight 1060 to Tokyo from Denver boarding at Gate 33. Repeat, ..."