Talon's Edge: Birth of the Talon
Chapter 4
Yu Chan watched as the trucks started to poor out of the rail yard. He clinched his fist at the thought of the load of drugs he was about to release on the city. The money he would make and the power he would have was almost overwhelming. There was just one small thing to take care of first. Turning his back on the departing trucks he slowly made his way over to the dark building where Mi Young and her father were being held. As he approached the door he motioned for one of the guards to open it and then signaled for them all to follow him inside. He took two steps through the doorway then stopped suddenly. The man now standing in front of him made no move, but once again Yu felt a deep discomfort when looking into his eyes. Looking around he noticed that Mi Young was no where to be seen. Pushing his discomfort aside he spoke.
"So you decided to not cooperate." Yu slowly walked around the silent man, yet keeping a safe distance. "If Mi Young was still here you both might have walked out of here unharmed."
Mi Young's father stood still. His eyes scanning the room looking at the men that were lining up around him. Yu Chan looked at him and frowned. Then he turned and yelled out suddenly.
"MI YOUNG!!! YOU HAD BETTER COME OUT HERE OR YOUR FATHER WILL DIE!!!"
His voice echoed throughout the large warehouse but there was no answer. Looking around the firehawk nodded then shrugged his shoulders slightly as he spoke.
"Well, I guess we'll just have to do this the hard way." Motioning to his men with a casual flip of his wrist he ordered, " Kill him…we'll find the girl later. Oh and make it hurt." He then sauntered over to the side to watch as his men started to advance.
Mi Young's father evaluated his opponents in seconds. It had been years since he had fought but his training had been among the best available. As his eyes told him three of the ten men had side arms. The rest were weaponless. Without warning he stepped forward and drove his right palm hard up into the nose of one of the gun carrying men. With a loud crack the man sank to the ground. Within an instant Mi Young's father shifted his weight and sank his elbow into the temple of the man next to him. As the man's head snapped to the side he turned his body into another attacker and quickly thrust his outstretched hand into the man's exposed throat. Within seconds three of his attackers lay dead.
Yu Chan watched with surprise as the smaller man continued to decimate the attacking men. He could feel the adrenaline starting to flow like it did every time before he went into a fight. Smiling to himself he leaned back against the wall and watched the fight with interest. One of his men reached into his jacket for his weapon. He pulled it out and quickly turned to point it at the skilled fighter, but he was too slow. Mi Young's father stepped in towards the man's body and quickly snapped both his hands together sharply on the man's wrist and hand. The gun flew far out and slid under a crate across the room. Before the man could even blink Mi Young's father stepped to his side, keeping one hand on the inside of his arm and diving his other hand into the back of his shoulder dislocating it. The man dropped to the floor moaning in pain. Yu Chan had seen enough.
"STOP!!!"
The firehawk walked forward as his men slowly limped back from the older fighter. Yu clapped his hands together and mockingly addressed Mi Young's father.
"You aren't bad for an old man," he said with a sneer. "In fact I always look forward to a challenge. I guess you'll just have to do."
The young fighter stood waiting for a response, but Mi Young's father just stood there, breathing easily and waiting calmly for Yu to make a move.
"Fine…no more sense in waiting. It's time I fuck you over just like I fucked your little slut daughter."
Yu looked into the older fighter's face and saw his eyes grow dark with anger. His lips formed a dark smile and he moved in front of Mi Young's father.
"Time to die old man," said Yu as he cracked his back and dropped into a casual fighting stance. He raised his eyebrow slightly as he heard the older man whisper.
"One of us will."
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Mi Young stayed in a crouch behind a tall stack of crates. She was still terribly frightened and she could feel her pulse racing at the sounds she heard. "They must be killing him," she thought as she heard another scream from across the room. Her lip trembled and small tears fell from her eyes.
"STOP!!!"
Yu Chan's voice filled her with fear as she heard it echo across the room. "Oh god," she thought as images of her father's broken body flashed across her mind. "He's probably dead."
"You aren't bad for an old man."
She looked up with slight surprise. "Is he talking to my dad," she thought? Even though she still felt the fear coursing through her body, Mi Young's curiosity got the best of her. Wringing her trembling hands together, she pushed her fear aside and moved out from behind the crates. She slowly made her way between several stacks of crates until she could look out and see two men standing across from each other. Her hand moved to her mouth and she gasped slightly as she recognized her father standing across from Yu Chan. A moment later she saw the bodies lying on the ground. Her eyes snapped back to the two men as she heard Yu speak again.
"Time to die old man"
She stood transfixed on the two men as they both dropped into fighting stances. Then without any warning they moved in towards each other. Mi Young's eyes could barely register the movements as the men struck out at each other. Yu threw kicks high and low with rapid speed. She didn't know how her father did it but he managed to block each kick. And then a loud crack sounded across the room as Mi Young's father found an opening and his open palm connected squarely with the side of Yu Chan's face. She could see the blood fly from his face as the massive hit connected and her father pressed his advantage by starting his attack. With blinding speed he rushed in on the stunned man aiming a ridged hand towards Yu's throat. But Yu blocked the attack and pushed his foot into the older fighter's chest, pushing him back to give him space. Mi Young's mouth was open wide with surprise and she felt some hope spring into her. She had never seen anyone come close to beating Yu, let alone make him bleed.
The two fighters came together once again. Yu stayed back from the older fighter, keeping his space, and being much more cautious then before. Then her father sprang forward. He stayed in close to the firehawk throwing punches and quick low kicks. Yu seemed stunned by this attack. He blocked many of the hits but some were getting through. His kicks seemed to be ineffective at this range and Mi Young's father pressed his attack. The young girl looked on as she saw Yu throw a punch towards her father's face. He ducked under it and grabbed Yu Chan's legs, pulling them out from under him. Only quick reflexes saved Yu as he rolled to the side just in time for the older man's foot to miss his exposed face. He got up with a rising sweep that knocked the man to the ground. Backing away Yu tried to gather himself back together. Mi Young looked on as her father jumped back to his feet. In the distance she thought she heard the sound of thunder. Shaking her head she turned her attention back to the fight.
Yu was standing his ground, trying in vain to block the quick strikes of the older man. Suddenly an opening appeared and Mi Young's father struck hard, sending his fist crashing into Yu's exposed chest. The firehawk flew through the air and landed next to a stack of crates blood flying from his mouth as he hit the ground. He walked over to the young semiconscious man and grabbed him by the throat. The thunder started to crash louder outside. He leaned in close and whispered into Yu's ear, "I told you one of us would die." He then clenched his fist back, preparing to drive it into the man's face. But as he did he lifted his eyes and saw his daughter standing behind the crates across from him. Mi Young met his gaze and she could see the anger drop from his face. With a deep sigh he dropped Yu Chan in a heap and turned to his daughter. She jumped out from behind the crates with a smile and tears in her eyes as they ran together.
The thunder rolled in the distance and Mi Young could feel a sharp pain in her stomach as she and her father embraced. "This isn't right," she thought. Her eyes opened and it was as if she was seeing two things at once. Looking over her father's shoulder she saw Yu stir and reach under the large crate next to him and yet she looked up and saw the dark sky and she could feel the wetness on her face. Her mind snapped into place.
"NOOOOOOO" she screamed as the thoughts assaulted her.
She could see Yu pull the gun out and point it toward her father. A crash of lightning sounded as the gun fired and her father's knee exploded from the impact.
She felt a sharp sheering pain in her gut both emotionally and in reality as she started to push.
Another crash of lightning split the air as her father's other leg was hit and he fell to the ground.
The night air seemed colder and wetter as the pain increased.
The memories hitting her from all sides, she could still see him coming for her, grabbing her and throwing her down over a pallet in front of her father. Hearing him speak, not to her but to her father.
"Now you'll see what she'll get for the rest of her life."
Then the pain…the searing pain hit her. The night rain pelting on her face as she pushed. She could feel it now…"Almost over," she thought. The memories still hitting her soul as her body brought her to the threshold of pain. The thunder crashed one final time as she pushed with all her might and then the pain stopped.
As the pain ceased her mind went back one final time. She saw the man, the thing, walk away from her, moving slowly and kneeling in front of her father. Her mind was screaming as she saw him pull the gun out again and put it next to her father's face. She begged and pleaded but nothing could stop what the past had already created. The thunder crashed again loudly and her mind's eye darkened and everything went black.
Chapter 4
Yu Chan watched as the trucks started to poor out of the rail yard. He clinched his fist at the thought of the load of drugs he was about to release on the city. The money he would make and the power he would have was almost overwhelming. There was just one small thing to take care of first. Turning his back on the departing trucks he slowly made his way over to the dark building where Mi Young and her father were being held. As he approached the door he motioned for one of the guards to open it and then signaled for them all to follow him inside. He took two steps through the doorway then stopped suddenly. The man now standing in front of him made no move, but once again Yu felt a deep discomfort when looking into his eyes. Looking around he noticed that Mi Young was no where to be seen. Pushing his discomfort aside he spoke.
"So you decided to not cooperate." Yu slowly walked around the silent man, yet keeping a safe distance. "If Mi Young was still here you both might have walked out of here unharmed."
Mi Young's father stood still. His eyes scanning the room looking at the men that were lining up around him. Yu Chan looked at him and frowned. Then he turned and yelled out suddenly.
"MI YOUNG!!! YOU HAD BETTER COME OUT HERE OR YOUR FATHER WILL DIE!!!"
His voice echoed throughout the large warehouse but there was no answer. Looking around the firehawk nodded then shrugged his shoulders slightly as he spoke.
"Well, I guess we'll just have to do this the hard way." Motioning to his men with a casual flip of his wrist he ordered, " Kill him…we'll find the girl later. Oh and make it hurt." He then sauntered over to the side to watch as his men started to advance.
Mi Young's father evaluated his opponents in seconds. It had been years since he had fought but his training had been among the best available. As his eyes told him three of the ten men had side arms. The rest were weaponless. Without warning he stepped forward and drove his right palm hard up into the nose of one of the gun carrying men. With a loud crack the man sank to the ground. Within an instant Mi Young's father shifted his weight and sank his elbow into the temple of the man next to him. As the man's head snapped to the side he turned his body into another attacker and quickly thrust his outstretched hand into the man's exposed throat. Within seconds three of his attackers lay dead.
Yu Chan watched with surprise as the smaller man continued to decimate the attacking men. He could feel the adrenaline starting to flow like it did every time before he went into a fight. Smiling to himself he leaned back against the wall and watched the fight with interest. One of his men reached into his jacket for his weapon. He pulled it out and quickly turned to point it at the skilled fighter, but he was too slow. Mi Young's father stepped in towards the man's body and quickly snapped both his hands together sharply on the man's wrist and hand. The gun flew far out and slid under a crate across the room. Before the man could even blink Mi Young's father stepped to his side, keeping one hand on the inside of his arm and diving his other hand into the back of his shoulder dislocating it. The man dropped to the floor moaning in pain. Yu Chan had seen enough.
"STOP!!!"
The firehawk walked forward as his men slowly limped back from the older fighter. Yu clapped his hands together and mockingly addressed Mi Young's father.
"You aren't bad for an old man," he said with a sneer. "In fact I always look forward to a challenge. I guess you'll just have to do."
The young fighter stood waiting for a response, but Mi Young's father just stood there, breathing easily and waiting calmly for Yu to make a move.
"Fine…no more sense in waiting. It's time I fuck you over just like I fucked your little slut daughter."
Yu looked into the older fighter's face and saw his eyes grow dark with anger. His lips formed a dark smile and he moved in front of Mi Young's father.
"Time to die old man," said Yu as he cracked his back and dropped into a casual fighting stance. He raised his eyebrow slightly as he heard the older man whisper.
"One of us will."
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Mi Young stayed in a crouch behind a tall stack of crates. She was still terribly frightened and she could feel her pulse racing at the sounds she heard. "They must be killing him," she thought as she heard another scream from across the room. Her lip trembled and small tears fell from her eyes.
"STOP!!!"
Yu Chan's voice filled her with fear as she heard it echo across the room. "Oh god," she thought as images of her father's broken body flashed across her mind. "He's probably dead."
"You aren't bad for an old man."
She looked up with slight surprise. "Is he talking to my dad," she thought? Even though she still felt the fear coursing through her body, Mi Young's curiosity got the best of her. Wringing her trembling hands together, she pushed her fear aside and moved out from behind the crates. She slowly made her way between several stacks of crates until she could look out and see two men standing across from each other. Her hand moved to her mouth and she gasped slightly as she recognized her father standing across from Yu Chan. A moment later she saw the bodies lying on the ground. Her eyes snapped back to the two men as she heard Yu speak again.
"Time to die old man"
She stood transfixed on the two men as they both dropped into fighting stances. Then without any warning they moved in towards each other. Mi Young's eyes could barely register the movements as the men struck out at each other. Yu threw kicks high and low with rapid speed. She didn't know how her father did it but he managed to block each kick. And then a loud crack sounded across the room as Mi Young's father found an opening and his open palm connected squarely with the side of Yu Chan's face. She could see the blood fly from his face as the massive hit connected and her father pressed his advantage by starting his attack. With blinding speed he rushed in on the stunned man aiming a ridged hand towards Yu's throat. But Yu blocked the attack and pushed his foot into the older fighter's chest, pushing him back to give him space. Mi Young's mouth was open wide with surprise and she felt some hope spring into her. She had never seen anyone come close to beating Yu, let alone make him bleed.
The two fighters came together once again. Yu stayed back from the older fighter, keeping his space, and being much more cautious then before. Then her father sprang forward. He stayed in close to the firehawk throwing punches and quick low kicks. Yu seemed stunned by this attack. He blocked many of the hits but some were getting through. His kicks seemed to be ineffective at this range and Mi Young's father pressed his attack. The young girl looked on as she saw Yu throw a punch towards her father's face. He ducked under it and grabbed Yu Chan's legs, pulling them out from under him. Only quick reflexes saved Yu as he rolled to the side just in time for the older man's foot to miss his exposed face. He got up with a rising sweep that knocked the man to the ground. Backing away Yu tried to gather himself back together. Mi Young looked on as her father jumped back to his feet. In the distance she thought she heard the sound of thunder. Shaking her head she turned her attention back to the fight.
Yu was standing his ground, trying in vain to block the quick strikes of the older man. Suddenly an opening appeared and Mi Young's father struck hard, sending his fist crashing into Yu's exposed chest. The firehawk flew through the air and landed next to a stack of crates blood flying from his mouth as he hit the ground. He walked over to the young semiconscious man and grabbed him by the throat. The thunder started to crash louder outside. He leaned in close and whispered into Yu's ear, "I told you one of us would die." He then clenched his fist back, preparing to drive it into the man's face. But as he did he lifted his eyes and saw his daughter standing behind the crates across from him. Mi Young met his gaze and she could see the anger drop from his face. With a deep sigh he dropped Yu Chan in a heap and turned to his daughter. She jumped out from behind the crates with a smile and tears in her eyes as they ran together.
The thunder rolled in the distance and Mi Young could feel a sharp pain in her stomach as she and her father embraced. "This isn't right," she thought. Her eyes opened and it was as if she was seeing two things at once. Looking over her father's shoulder she saw Yu stir and reach under the large crate next to him and yet she looked up and saw the dark sky and she could feel the wetness on her face. Her mind snapped into place.
"NOOOOOOO" she screamed as the thoughts assaulted her.
She could see Yu pull the gun out and point it toward her father. A crash of lightning sounded as the gun fired and her father's knee exploded from the impact.
She felt a sharp sheering pain in her gut both emotionally and in reality as she started to push.
Another crash of lightning split the air as her father's other leg was hit and he fell to the ground.
The night air seemed colder and wetter as the pain increased.
The memories hitting her from all sides, she could still see him coming for her, grabbing her and throwing her down over a pallet in front of her father. Hearing him speak, not to her but to her father.
"Now you'll see what she'll get for the rest of her life."
Then the pain…the searing pain hit her. The night rain pelting on her face as she pushed. She could feel it now…"Almost over," she thought. The memories still hitting her soul as her body brought her to the threshold of pain. The thunder crashed one final time as she pushed with all her might and then the pain stopped.
As the pain ceased her mind went back one final time. She saw the man, the thing, walk away from her, moving slowly and kneeling in front of her father. Her mind was screaming as she saw him pull the gun out again and put it next to her father's face. She begged and pleaded but nothing could stop what the past had already created. The thunder crashed again loudly and her mind's eye darkened and everything went black.