Chapter Two
Interest

Many people walk up to the pole, reading what the flyer says. Some do nothing about it, and walk away; some get excited, and examine the flyer even more. Some of the kids staring at the flyer think that they can actually win the tournament.

This is what the flyer said, on one side of the pole: (On the top) "Nobody knows… who the special one is. Challenge, defend, defeat with power, speed, skill…" Then it repeats the last 3 words and fades out into the background. At the bottom, it said, "Are you ready?"

The top left corner had the logo for all of the tournaments ever taken to account. It said 'Fighter's Destiny' and 'Tournament' at the bottom. The gradient text color of the letters as a whole was as of this order: Blue, purple, red, and yellow. It had a white stroke around it. There was 2 green dragon designs on the top right and the bottom right. At the very bottom, it said 'Copyright Fighting Destiny, Inc.'

The other side had the same flyer but in Spanish.

"Hm…" one person said, "Another tournament. After losing to the last tournament, I might decide to join another one…"

"Maybe," The man next to him said. He was the one who won the last tournament. "I don't need the money, so I won't join this one."

"I don't need the money," the person said, "I just want to feel the glory of winning." Leon looks at the flyers on the pole.

"The tournament starts en Abril, eh, April I mean, on the second."

"The second? That's a Monday! Can't waste a day!" he runs off.

Leon rises up his arm, "Ryuji, espérate!" He had a heavy Spanish accent.

Ryuji turned around, still running on an intersection. "I don't know what you're saying!" He's still looking back. A fast car drives up, hitting Ryuji, flipping out to the other side of the car. The car drives off, not caring about him. Leon flinches, and then runs toward him. Some people witnessed the incident.

"¿Estas bien?" Leon asks.

Ryuji stands up, struggling. "I…still don't know what you are saying!" He keeps running off; Leon tried to catch up to Ryuji.

Ryuji was the runner-up against Leon during the last tournament. He's from Japan, and decided to move to Spain for the summer. Despite them knowing other languages that won't communicate well with each other, they both know a good sense of English to know a little bit of each other.

Ryuji was a red head, his hair pure red; there was no orange in the hair. He didn't use any exotic hair dye; there was no need if he wanted it red. He doesn't want to change it black; it was eventually going to change back to his original color on way or another. Besides, he had no time to change his hair color; he needed to train for the upcoming tournament.

Leon had blue-violet hair for his natural hair color. He doesn't want to change it to any other color because it "gives him a style that no one else can have." He once had hair that fell below his shoulders, but he cut it short and loose beside his neck for the previous tournament. That was the first haircut he had in years, but he doesn't plan to have another one any time soon.

Leon finally catches up to Ryuji, holding him in hoping for him to stop running.

"Ryuji," Leon said, "You have a lot of time between now, and the tournament."

"But I can't waste any time! Not one minute!"

"Ryuji, just relax." Leon had a firm grip on Ryuji, holding him down from running again.

Ryuji takes a deep breath, and says, "Ok, I'll relax."

"Alright," Leon said. "C'mon, let's go."

Both Leon and Ryuji are sitting at a small glass table at the backyard of Leon's large house. Ryuji is tapping on the glass table, thinking what he could do at the moment. He's running out of options.

"Ok…" Ryuji started. Leon looked at him. "You have any children…at the moment?"

"Solo uno," Leon responded, "just one. Federico; he's in a university in Italy. He almost got kicked out of Italy, if anyone knew about the incident…"

"What incident?" Leon looks away, remembering the incident.

There's a man in a white lab coat, stops at the hip, in a dark laboratory. He tries to wipe of the liquids from his black gloves that stop at his upper arm, with his jacket sleeves tucked inside of them.

I've been working on this project… he thought …for at least 5 months. After finding a strange and unique body in the depths of Germany, I can finally resurrect the first ever body from the dead.

He walks around the final product of the dead body parts, on top of a large metal desk. All body parts have been found; what a miracle. All parts in a tone of a pale purple; all in beautiful proportion… It's hard to say when I will resurrect him…

Just then, one of the lights flashed out, one directly above the dead body, sparking out. The man took notice; he couldn't do anything because of what happened then. The light exploded, giving off a large blue lightning strike on the dead body. It started to seizure out, giving amazement to Federico.

After about 15 seconds, the lightning strike disappeared. Federico stood up, wondering what could've happened to the body. He walked closer to the body.

Just then, the body raised up an arm. It slowly moved its hand to the edge of the desk, and then moved its leg to the same edge. It moved up from the desk, learning how to stand as it got off from the desk. The pale, purple skin that was once dead is now a darker purple, almost blue. It showed some muscle, from all muscles.

It turned to Federico, giving an evil glare. It was hard to look down for Federico.

"I-I should've put on clothing for him…" Federico said to himself. The monster started to limp at Federico, him backing away. He then started to run at a slow pace, Federico backing away faster. He then started to run faster, then charging at Federico. Federico then turned around and ran away from the monster.

He then charged at a wall that he was facing. He charged forward, his power was too great for the metal wall. The sunlight brought brightness to the laboratory; Federico then walked to the hole, trying to cover from the sunlight. He saw that the monster has started to run away to the forest.

Federico then stroked his hair back, putting his glasses back into place. "Pinche, maldito…" he stressed out. "…I'm screwed out of this University for sure…"

Ryuji was staring at Leon, wide-eyed, amazed at his son's past that was told.

"Yeah…" Leon said, "But then no one knew it was him. But the monster sometimes comes out on las noticias, the news."

"Huh…" Ryuji said.

Leon takes a deep breath and says, "Want to train?"

"Sure."

"Vámonos."