Fighters - An Ongoing Saga on the King of Fighters series
Part 1: Before the Legend - the Beginnings of a Championship
Chapter 1: Hakkyokuseiken
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Okay, first off, before ANY of the freaks known as lawyers/authorities (and the bane of all fandom) decide to sue me, I hereby declare that the King of Fighters Series, the Art of Fighting Series, and the Fatal Fury Series have no relation to me whatsoever! There, the disclaimer goes for the entire series. While this 'fic' should officially be on GameFAQs (www.gamefaqs.com), it is not. Why? Because, while this is the story of the King of Fighters saga, I've taken it, and added my own plots and twists. Because I'm the evil fanfic author I am. ::tries to enter the Riot of Blood and fails:: Okay, so maybe not THAT evil. And in case you didn't know what the Riot of Blood was, then get away from this page. Go on, shoo. Go back to wherever you belong (I think that would be the Sailormoon section of FF.net...) and stay until you learn what the Riot of Blood is. Either that, or go and read the BEST (and for that matter, only) FAQ that comprehensively explains the twisted plot of King of Fighters. Kailu Lantis... sigh... I hate him for making such a good Story FAQ (search for King of Fighters on GameFAQs.com) when I can't do any such thing...
Enough ranting. I haven't done this in a long time. ::sighs and tries to enter Riot of Blood again... and fails... again::
- Otaku-chan/Aniko/Chibiko/Official Cabbit-"ess" of the Sword and Serpent Tavern/all the other million titles I have/and more...
"Hah!" Jeff Bogard kicked at the air. Geese Howard, beside him, did the same, but reaching higher. A sneer formed on the taller male's face as Tung Fu Rue, their sensei, nodded in approval. Geese Howard was always striving to be better than Jeff. Only the best would be chosen to learn the secret arts of Hakkyokuseiken. The techniques required the user to be in perfect harmony with his surroundings and the focus of the user's chi was an essential part of the fighting style. Powerful energy attacks were part of the art's usage, so every day, Jeff and Geese came to Tung Fu Rue's gym to exercise and thus increase their strength. The two were soon the most powerful students, but their ambitions were different.
Jeff wanted the power to perfect his skills, becomes one of the best warriors ever known to the world. He was a kind soul at heart, and had even adopted two boys, both blond, rescuing them from the back alleyways of Southtown. Naming them Terry (the elder) and Andy (the younger), he loved them both dearly, managing to take care of them, make time for them, though all he seemed to do with fight and practice. The less seedy people of Southtown wondered how such a powerful fighter could be kept free from the corruption that entered most warriors' hearts.
However, Geese Howard was evil, down to the core of his soul. It was rumored that Geese didn't have a soul, rather, what he had was a heart of stone that was shielded with titanium. Nothing could get through to it. No feeling. One of the greatest warriors of Southtown, he was also the most feared. All he wanted was power. And power was what he would get if he was chosen to learn the secrets of Hakkyokuseiken.
Tung Fu Rue was no idiot. He understood the souls of his best students. Hakkyokuseiken was a martial art in which one needed to suppress one's feelings, but the amibitions of Jeff and Geese shone in their eyes. He could tell. If he chose Jeff, then the secrets would go to good use. If he chose Geese... enough said.
In the end, it was obvious. He chose Jeff.
Boiling with rage, Geese left the gym. Jeff smiled proudly, but worried. He knew Geese well enough. Geese would get revenge. Some way or another, because that was the way of Geese, to achieve and destroy.
Within a week, before Jeff could learn too much, he was murdered. Few knew or understood how it happened. Geese was lower than Jeff, not knowing as much. Rumors went that Geese had hired the master of another art to kill Jeff. (AN: Said master is Takuma, according to the Fatal Fury series.) Others said Geese had done it himself. (AN: Fatal Fury OAV) Who knew? But one thing was certain. Geese had gotten his revenge, all right.
He was now officially the strongest fighter in all of Southtown. What would become of them?
~owari (for now...)~
Otaku-chan no Omakase: Well, well, well. It's been a while since I put a fanfic up. I dedicate this one to all those injured in the World Trade Center sadness. I was in school, pratically right next to it, and saw the debris collapse. (Yes, I live in NYC) I hold my head in regard to those who have managed to survive the sorrows. May America be strong. Amen. Kami-sama bless.
Part 1: Before the Legend - the Beginnings of a Championship
Chapter 1: Hakkyokuseiken
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Okay, first off, before ANY of the freaks known as lawyers/authorities (and the bane of all fandom) decide to sue me, I hereby declare that the King of Fighters Series, the Art of Fighting Series, and the Fatal Fury Series have no relation to me whatsoever! There, the disclaimer goes for the entire series. While this 'fic' should officially be on GameFAQs (www.gamefaqs.com), it is not. Why? Because, while this is the story of the King of Fighters saga, I've taken it, and added my own plots and twists. Because I'm the evil fanfic author I am. ::tries to enter the Riot of Blood and fails:: Okay, so maybe not THAT evil. And in case you didn't know what the Riot of Blood was, then get away from this page. Go on, shoo. Go back to wherever you belong (I think that would be the Sailormoon section of FF.net...) and stay until you learn what the Riot of Blood is. Either that, or go and read the BEST (and for that matter, only) FAQ that comprehensively explains the twisted plot of King of Fighters. Kailu Lantis... sigh... I hate him for making such a good Story FAQ (search for King of Fighters on GameFAQs.com) when I can't do any such thing...
Enough ranting. I haven't done this in a long time. ::sighs and tries to enter Riot of Blood again... and fails... again::
- Otaku-chan/Aniko/Chibiko/Official Cabbit-"ess" of the Sword and Serpent Tavern/all the other million titles I have/and more...
"Hah!" Jeff Bogard kicked at the air. Geese Howard, beside him, did the same, but reaching higher. A sneer formed on the taller male's face as Tung Fu Rue, their sensei, nodded in approval. Geese Howard was always striving to be better than Jeff. Only the best would be chosen to learn the secret arts of Hakkyokuseiken. The techniques required the user to be in perfect harmony with his surroundings and the focus of the user's chi was an essential part of the fighting style. Powerful energy attacks were part of the art's usage, so every day, Jeff and Geese came to Tung Fu Rue's gym to exercise and thus increase their strength. The two were soon the most powerful students, but their ambitions were different.
Jeff wanted the power to perfect his skills, becomes one of the best warriors ever known to the world. He was a kind soul at heart, and had even adopted two boys, both blond, rescuing them from the back alleyways of Southtown. Naming them Terry (the elder) and Andy (the younger), he loved them both dearly, managing to take care of them, make time for them, though all he seemed to do with fight and practice. The less seedy people of Southtown wondered how such a powerful fighter could be kept free from the corruption that entered most warriors' hearts.
However, Geese Howard was evil, down to the core of his soul. It was rumored that Geese didn't have a soul, rather, what he had was a heart of stone that was shielded with titanium. Nothing could get through to it. No feeling. One of the greatest warriors of Southtown, he was also the most feared. All he wanted was power. And power was what he would get if he was chosen to learn the secrets of Hakkyokuseiken.
Tung Fu Rue was no idiot. He understood the souls of his best students. Hakkyokuseiken was a martial art in which one needed to suppress one's feelings, but the amibitions of Jeff and Geese shone in their eyes. He could tell. If he chose Jeff, then the secrets would go to good use. If he chose Geese... enough said.
In the end, it was obvious. He chose Jeff.
Boiling with rage, Geese left the gym. Jeff smiled proudly, but worried. He knew Geese well enough. Geese would get revenge. Some way or another, because that was the way of Geese, to achieve and destroy.
Within a week, before Jeff could learn too much, he was murdered. Few knew or understood how it happened. Geese was lower than Jeff, not knowing as much. Rumors went that Geese had hired the master of another art to kill Jeff. (AN: Said master is Takuma, according to the Fatal Fury series.) Others said Geese had done it himself. (AN: Fatal Fury OAV) Who knew? But one thing was certain. Geese had gotten his revenge, all right.
He was now officially the strongest fighter in all of Southtown. What would become of them?
~owari (for now...)~
Otaku-chan no Omakase: Well, well, well. It's been a while since I put a fanfic up. I dedicate this one to all those injured in the World Trade Center sadness. I was in school, pratically right next to it, and saw the debris collapse. (Yes, I live in NYC) I hold my head in regard to those who have managed to survive the sorrows. May America be strong. Amen. Kami-sama bless.