Chapter10: Violent Fighting To Come Again...
The lights dimmed and focused in on the center of the ring. The crowd errupted in a chorus of screaming. A song began playing in the background, one dubbed "Riot Blood" by the composer. The entrance way was a long bridge that stretch across a giant gap filled with white energy. No one saw who was coming out, not until the purple flame was made visible in the dark. The crowd saw it and went ballistic. They knew they were in for a good fight.
The purple fire illuminated the side of his face. Barely visible was the blood red hair that hung in front of his face. The white torn shirt that hung at his waist blew in the wind. His black jacket was opened just slightly at the top, revealing part of his chest. The crescent symbol on his back began to reveal itself to the crowd as he burned the flames brighter. Finally the flames died and all was black again. The crowd grew silent again, waiting with great anticipation as to what would happen next. Without any warning a scream came from in the middle of the ring, followed by a giant pillar of purple fire.
The crowd clapped,awed, and applauded.
"Ladiiieees! and! Gentlemen! I GIVE YOU....IORI YAGAMI!!"
With that the crowd once again began to cheer and scream. The lights came and transfixed themselves on Iori who was leaning against the ropes over in the upper-left corner. "And now, his opponent,..the Brazillian Beast..BLANKA!!!
Iori looked at Blanka with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. He wasnt taking this match seriously at all. He figured he give the crowd something to chew on. He also purposed not to waste his energy by causing a blood bath, it'd be as cut and dry as he could make it. Finally the bell sounded. He brushed himself on and took his stance.
Blanka grunted a few times and rushed Iori. Iori stepped to the side and kick him in the back of the knee, causing him to fly up and into the ropes. His legs got tangle for a minute and left him vulnerable to Iori's attacks,however, all he got was spit on his face. Iori was trying to get him angry. Blanka roared and shredded the ring ropes. He whipped around and rushed Iori again. Same scenario. Before long only two ropes remained do to Blanka's tantrum. Iori tossed a Dark Wave at Blanka, who easily dodged it, but as he was coming down Iori lept into the air and caught him by throat. He
forced all his weight downward and slammed Blanka to the ground. He topped the move off by exploding a fireball on him, causing his body to propell back into the air. Iori, along with the crowd, watched Blanka's body soar up and crash down to the canvas. Iori turned his back on Blanka and began to gather fire into his hand. However, he acted to soon, before he knew it Blanka was on his back biting and claw his neck. Iori screamed in anger, grabbed Blanka by the head and slammed him into the mat. He wiped the blood from around his neck and looked at it. Fury filled his eyes. It seemed the no blood bath approach was about to take a backseat. Iori picked him up and looked at him square in the eye. Suddenly huge pillars of fire began pulsing through Blanka, inflicting major damage on him. The entire arena lit up by the flames that were burning brightly. Iori finally stopped the onslaught and threw Blanka into the middle if the ring. He walked over to him and spit a wad of blood on Blanka's face. "Worthless" he said kicking some dust onto him "simply worthless"
"Ladies and Gentlemen! The winner of this first round singles match is...IORI!! YAGAMI!!!! The crowd went into another frenzy. They sure were a bloodthirsty lot that night it seemed. Iori didnt care, he was there for one purpose: to find the and destroy the disturbance before it regained total power. He walked out of the arena and into the waiting area, where he mentally prepared for the next round.
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Over in the corner three figures stood, completely unnoticed by the rest of the crowd. They had manage to shadow themselves from all view. The tallest one finely spoke to smaller one after watching the match in silence.
"So, Iori's back is he....I figured he's be to scared to be in the same area as Master." The taller one said smiling and leaning against a wall. "Heheheh,we'll have them all soon enough. Master will make us kings.."
The smaller one spoke up next."But, what about Rugal? His power is too great for Master to control anymore. What happens if we fail?"
The girl answered giggling. "teehee,No one can stop our master, nothing can stand in his way. Rugal is no more than a puppet being manipulated. Soon enough everything is going to come full circle. Heehee"
"Yes, victory will be ours, and this world will be sent back into oblivion." The taller man said," by the end of this tournament...they will all cease to be...and we will be kings...and queens."
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The next match had already begun. It was Ryu taking on Kim Kaphuan, the Korean Tai-Kwon-Doe master. The bell sounded and the two stern faced men started dancing around the ring, waiting for the appropriate opening to attack. Kim made the first move, trying his "soul of conquest" attack. The sparks rose up enough to force Ryu to the open side of the ring, the area where Blanka had ripped up the ropes.
The crowd was starting to get restless, wanting to see more action. Ryu was still patient, however, and would not make a hasty move.
Kim was just as disciplined, only attacking when the moment presented itself.
Finally both men stopped on opposite sides of the ring. Each man examined the other and finally the dashed torwards each other. The crowd applauded as the match now started to pick up.
Furious kicks and punches were sent out, and each one countered by the other. Kim rolled under Ryu's kick, and then proceeded to kick him high into the air. Ryu's body soared high, but not high enough, as Kim then followed it up by jumping into the air and dropping his heel into Ryu's chest, throwing his body back to the ground. Ryu rolled to the side to allow Kim to land on the ground and not on him.
Ryu kicked back up to his feet and looked dead on in the eyes. "My turn" he said wiping some blood from his face. Ryu ran at Kim full speed and lunged right into his stomach, causing him to spit up some blood of his own. However, that was only the beginning. Ryu proceeded to hammer him in the chest again with a hard right fist, and finally he rushed upwards full speed, clocking Kim in the jaw at maximum power. He had just performed the Shin Shouryuken. He watched is Kim flew high into the air, and watched as he slammed the mat, near the same as what happened to him.
Kim rolled over checked his mouth. Surprisingly all his teeth were still intact, though he was in alot of pain from the devastating blow. He decided he would try for a Desperation Move, since toe- to-toe combat wouldnt help him out too much. He stood up and dashed forward at blinding speed with his right knee extended. Somehow he managed to connect it into Ryu's stomach, who had tried to launched a fireball at him. Kim unleashed a furious combination of kicks into the body of Ryu, each one connecting with all potency. However, when Kim planted the final blow, he noticed Ryu didnt fall down, but rather reeled on his feet for a minute. Kim decided to add the finishing touch with a straight kick to the head, however, he didnt anticipate the counter. Kim threw his foot torwards the face of Ryu, who ducked it as soon as it was about to reach his head. Kim was struck off guard by this, and therefore couldnt counter the Shinku Hadouken released straight into his chest. The blast sent Kim spiraling backwards out of the ring.
Ryu stood there, stilling holding his stance, smoking rising from his hands, and a stern look on his face. Finally he eased back and walked to the edge of the ring to see Kim on the ground clutching his chest, which was also smoking. Ryu stood there for a moment looking down at Kim, but as soon as the announcer declaired Ryu the victor, he jumped down to the floor and helped Kim up to his feet. Kim gladly accepted the help and both fighters walked out of the fighting area.
*This was only the first part of "Violent fighting to come again." The next part will have more fights and progress the tournament on. I will most likely only follow the main fighters involvement in the tournament, while also posting a chapter or section in a chapter with Tournament results up to the current standings.**
The lights dimmed and focused in on the center of the ring. The crowd errupted in a chorus of screaming. A song began playing in the background, one dubbed "Riot Blood" by the composer. The entrance way was a long bridge that stretch across a giant gap filled with white energy. No one saw who was coming out, not until the purple flame was made visible in the dark. The crowd saw it and went ballistic. They knew they were in for a good fight.
The purple fire illuminated the side of his face. Barely visible was the blood red hair that hung in front of his face. The white torn shirt that hung at his waist blew in the wind. His black jacket was opened just slightly at the top, revealing part of his chest. The crescent symbol on his back began to reveal itself to the crowd as he burned the flames brighter. Finally the flames died and all was black again. The crowd grew silent again, waiting with great anticipation as to what would happen next. Without any warning a scream came from in the middle of the ring, followed by a giant pillar of purple fire.
The crowd clapped,awed, and applauded.
"Ladiiieees! and! Gentlemen! I GIVE YOU....IORI YAGAMI!!"
With that the crowd once again began to cheer and scream. The lights came and transfixed themselves on Iori who was leaning against the ropes over in the upper-left corner. "And now, his opponent,..the Brazillian Beast..BLANKA!!!
Iori looked at Blanka with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. He wasnt taking this match seriously at all. He figured he give the crowd something to chew on. He also purposed not to waste his energy by causing a blood bath, it'd be as cut and dry as he could make it. Finally the bell sounded. He brushed himself on and took his stance.
Blanka grunted a few times and rushed Iori. Iori stepped to the side and kick him in the back of the knee, causing him to fly up and into the ropes. His legs got tangle for a minute and left him vulnerable to Iori's attacks,however, all he got was spit on his face. Iori was trying to get him angry. Blanka roared and shredded the ring ropes. He whipped around and rushed Iori again. Same scenario. Before long only two ropes remained do to Blanka's tantrum. Iori tossed a Dark Wave at Blanka, who easily dodged it, but as he was coming down Iori lept into the air and caught him by throat. He
forced all his weight downward and slammed Blanka to the ground. He topped the move off by exploding a fireball on him, causing his body to propell back into the air. Iori, along with the crowd, watched Blanka's body soar up and crash down to the canvas. Iori turned his back on Blanka and began to gather fire into his hand. However, he acted to soon, before he knew it Blanka was on his back biting and claw his neck. Iori screamed in anger, grabbed Blanka by the head and slammed him into the mat. He wiped the blood from around his neck and looked at it. Fury filled his eyes. It seemed the no blood bath approach was about to take a backseat. Iori picked him up and looked at him square in the eye. Suddenly huge pillars of fire began pulsing through Blanka, inflicting major damage on him. The entire arena lit up by the flames that were burning brightly. Iori finally stopped the onslaught and threw Blanka into the middle if the ring. He walked over to him and spit a wad of blood on Blanka's face. "Worthless" he said kicking some dust onto him "simply worthless"
"Ladies and Gentlemen! The winner of this first round singles match is...IORI!! YAGAMI!!!! The crowd went into another frenzy. They sure were a bloodthirsty lot that night it seemed. Iori didnt care, he was there for one purpose: to find the and destroy the disturbance before it regained total power. He walked out of the arena and into the waiting area, where he mentally prepared for the next round.
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Over in the corner three figures stood, completely unnoticed by the rest of the crowd. They had manage to shadow themselves from all view. The tallest one finely spoke to smaller one after watching the match in silence.
"So, Iori's back is he....I figured he's be to scared to be in the same area as Master." The taller one said smiling and leaning against a wall. "Heheheh,we'll have them all soon enough. Master will make us kings.."
The smaller one spoke up next."But, what about Rugal? His power is too great for Master to control anymore. What happens if we fail?"
The girl answered giggling. "teehee,No one can stop our master, nothing can stand in his way. Rugal is no more than a puppet being manipulated. Soon enough everything is going to come full circle. Heehee"
"Yes, victory will be ours, and this world will be sent back into oblivion." The taller man said," by the end of this tournament...they will all cease to be...and we will be kings...and queens."
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The next match had already begun. It was Ryu taking on Kim Kaphuan, the Korean Tai-Kwon-Doe master. The bell sounded and the two stern faced men started dancing around the ring, waiting for the appropriate opening to attack. Kim made the first move, trying his "soul of conquest" attack. The sparks rose up enough to force Ryu to the open side of the ring, the area where Blanka had ripped up the ropes.
The crowd was starting to get restless, wanting to see more action. Ryu was still patient, however, and would not make a hasty move.
Kim was just as disciplined, only attacking when the moment presented itself.
Finally both men stopped on opposite sides of the ring. Each man examined the other and finally the dashed torwards each other. The crowd applauded as the match now started to pick up.
Furious kicks and punches were sent out, and each one countered by the other. Kim rolled under Ryu's kick, and then proceeded to kick him high into the air. Ryu's body soared high, but not high enough, as Kim then followed it up by jumping into the air and dropping his heel into Ryu's chest, throwing his body back to the ground. Ryu rolled to the side to allow Kim to land on the ground and not on him.
Ryu kicked back up to his feet and looked dead on in the eyes. "My turn" he said wiping some blood from his face. Ryu ran at Kim full speed and lunged right into his stomach, causing him to spit up some blood of his own. However, that was only the beginning. Ryu proceeded to hammer him in the chest again with a hard right fist, and finally he rushed upwards full speed, clocking Kim in the jaw at maximum power. He had just performed the Shin Shouryuken. He watched is Kim flew high into the air, and watched as he slammed the mat, near the same as what happened to him.
Kim rolled over checked his mouth. Surprisingly all his teeth were still intact, though he was in alot of pain from the devastating blow. He decided he would try for a Desperation Move, since toe- to-toe combat wouldnt help him out too much. He stood up and dashed forward at blinding speed with his right knee extended. Somehow he managed to connect it into Ryu's stomach, who had tried to launched a fireball at him. Kim unleashed a furious combination of kicks into the body of Ryu, each one connecting with all potency. However, when Kim planted the final blow, he noticed Ryu didnt fall down, but rather reeled on his feet for a minute. Kim decided to add the finishing touch with a straight kick to the head, however, he didnt anticipate the counter. Kim threw his foot torwards the face of Ryu, who ducked it as soon as it was about to reach his head. Kim was struck off guard by this, and therefore couldnt counter the Shinku Hadouken released straight into his chest. The blast sent Kim spiraling backwards out of the ring.
Ryu stood there, stilling holding his stance, smoking rising from his hands, and a stern look on his face. Finally he eased back and walked to the edge of the ring to see Kim on the ground clutching his chest, which was also smoking. Ryu stood there for a moment looking down at Kim, but as soon as the announcer declaired Ryu the victor, he jumped down to the floor and helped Kim up to his feet. Kim gladly accepted the help and both fighters walked out of the fighting area.
*This was only the first part of "Violent fighting to come again." The next part will have more fights and progress the tournament on. I will most likely only follow the main fighters involvement in the tournament, while also posting a chapter or section in a chapter with Tournament results up to the current standings.**