PROLOGUE TO THE TERROR:

South Korea was not good to Jhun Hoon today. It had been a few months after his "accident" which cost him his entry into the King of Fighters 2001 tournament, and Jhun had completely recovered from his injury. "I'll celebrate with an outing to Athena's concert!" exclaimed Jhun, excited about Athena Asamiya's upcoming South Korean tour, starting in Seoul.

The day was pretty cloudy and sullen, but by no means unpleasant in Jhun's eyes. Of course, even a snowstorm in midsummer wouldn't phase Jhun, as long as he was going to see Athena live! "Oh, how wonderful to hear Athena live again!" Jhun thought. It's been over a year since I last heard her voice! Of course, that was during KoF 2K. . . . when I was fighting against her. . . and allowed myself to lose because of her. . . Which cost the Korean team a chance at the finals. . . but don't think of such things, Jhun! You're her biggest fan! You'd do anything for her! Even if it'd only be just one little thing like going to see her. . .LIVE! ON STAGE! Now if only this stupid line would move. . . Wait a sec, these guy's don't look like Athena fans. . .They're all. . . fat. . . and for some reason in costume. . . with weird face paint and red swords. . . . WAIT A SEC. . . . I'M IN THE WRONG LINE!!!!!" As Jhun was lost in thought over seeing Athena sing (LIVE and ON STAGE!), he hadn't realized that he had stood in a line for some stupid scifi movie featuring a freaky tattooed guy and some ornately–dressed woman with too much face powder. As a result of this travesty, Jhun promptly began to wait in another line nearby, only to find out later that he was in line for some random new game system that looked like a VCR on crack. Undaunted, Jhun waited again in yet ANOTHER line close by. "This has to be it!" Jhun exclaimed. "This is it!! This is it!! This has to be the line I have so arduously searched for! Oh, Athena, I shall be seeing you in two days! AHH! I'm next in line! I can almost hear her sweet voice. . . oh god, It's my turn now!" Jhun slowly shifted up to the box office and let out a slow, meticulous "One ticket please!" Jhun felt a sense of relief as the ticket vendor gave him the ticket. "YEAH!!" Jhun exclaimed as he triumphantly held up his prize. Shortly thereafter, with Jhun walking along the busy streets of Seoul, Jhun decided that it would be a good idea to examine his ticket (to make sure he wasn't gypped). Almost immediately after examining the ticket, Jhun's disturbingly joyous expression turned into an even more disturbing mixture of disgust, awe, and something along the lines of "OH GOD WHY?!?".

Jhun was so excited about this line being "the one" that he didn't realize that he had bought a ticket to Rickenbacher, the band featuring that Orochi madman Iori Yagami.

NOW, THE FOURTH PHASE IS ABOUT TO BEGIN. . . . .

"I don't want to go to the Rickenbacher concert!!! I want to hear Athena's sweet, gentle voice, not some crazy punk's angsty wailings!!!" Jhun shouted to the world. The Rickenbacher concert was to be held in two days, the same day as Athena's concert, and Jhun was eager to rid himself of the ticket before then. "I know! I'm sure my eternal training partner (rival) Kim's two sons are probably into stuff like this! Maybe one of them would like to go. . .

With that, Jhun embarked on a journey to the Kaphwan family residence.

"What brings you to my humble home, my dear training partner?" asked Tae Kwon Do champion of justice, Kim Kaphwan with his trademark shiny-toothed smile.

"Hey, Kim. Using bleach on your teeth again?"

"What was that, my friend?" enquired Kim, a glint emanating from his eyes.

"Ah. . .nothing. . . say, where are Chang and Choi?"

"Oh, those two are off on an errand for my wife. You know, getting groceries and stuff like that. All part of their reformation, ya know? Of course, Choi was to be your responsibility since '99, but with your. . .ahem. . .injury (Jhun could almost notice a chuckle from Kim's toothy grin), I had to take him in again."

"Isn't it dangerous for former crooks like Chang and Choi to be doing errands for your wife?"

"Like I said, dear Jhun, it's all part of their training. . . . " Kim's teeth sparkled as he talked, to which Jhun noticed uneasily. "So anyway, why would you want to know where Chang and Choi are, Jhun? You hoping to take Choi back and reform him yourself?"

"Well. . . not really, you see. . ." Jhun was uncertain what to say.

"If it has something to do with Choi, then it probably has something to do with Athena's upcoming South Korean concert tour, doesn't it?"

"Wah–how did you know about Athena's concert?" Jhun was surprised to hear Kim say something that wasn't related to serving justice or Tae Kwon Do's 'immeasurable power'.

"Hey, I hear it from Choi all the time. You know how he loves to karaoke to all her songs, don't you? He just can't stop talking about her. 'Athena this, Athena that', why just the other day I caught him on my computer downloading doctored Athena po–"

"Ooookay, that's enough information, Kim!" Jhun quickly interrupted. "That Choi! I cannot bear to see such a corrupt fan to go to Athena's concert! I haven't been training him hard enough. . . ." thought Jhun, planning on how to deal with his reformee. "Certainly Choi wouldn't want to go to see Rickenbacher, as he'd probably have lung failure if he tried to karaoke to their songs. . . .I don't think Chang would want to go either, so that leaves me with Kim's two kids. . . .".

". . . .Say," Jhun said aloud now. "Where are your boys, Kim?"

"You mean Dong Hwan and Jae Hoon? Jae's in the back training and Dong's off with May Lee on a date. Why are you asking?"

"Well, I –– wait, you said that Dong Hwan's on a date with. . . .May Lee?"

"Yes. Yes, that's what I said."

"But. . .May Lee. . .she's. . .how. . .?"

"How what?"

" Her constant blathering about justice and Tae Kwon Do being 'immeasurably powerful' are almost as annoying as yours! How could an easygoing first-born like Dong Hwan stand that girl?"

"The same way he can stand his father, dear Jhun," Kim replied. Kim's smile remained, but the tone of his voice had an air of annoyance about it. Jhun likewise started to become fed up with Kim's attitude again. They were about to go at it when a voice stopped them.

"Hey! Dad, are you picking a fight with Jhun again?"

"Jae!" Kim exclaimed. "Me and Jhun are merely. . . discussing whether we should put an internet filter on the computer. . . ."

"Man, that would suck! Then I couldn't be able to download B.Jenet po–"

"JAE!!!!" Kim couldn't believe his youngest son. "How could you be so inconsiderate of the female body?!" Kim was heartbroken. "Oh, whatever could have happened to my boy to turn him into such a lowlife perverse soul?"

"Oh, come on, Dad! I was only kidding you –" Jae started to reply. Suddenly Jae's eyes focused in on Jhun's right hand.

"AH! Is that a. . . t-t-t-t-icket. . . . for . . . . I-i-i-i-i-o-r-r-r----

"Oh, this?" Jhun held up the ticket. "Yeah, I bought this thinking that it was for Athena's concert, but they turned out to be for Rickenbacher."

"d0Od~! 10Ri's s0 c0o1!!!" Jae shouted.

"Goodness, Jae, I didn't know that you liked Iori (let alone idolizing Iori) so much!" observed Kim.

"Idolize Iori? IDOLIZE IORI? He's t/-/3 r34$0n wh¥ I g0t mY hAir $tyl3d lIke Thi$!!

Jhun and Kim just stared in amazement. Finally Jhun spoke up.

"Well, if you idolize Yagami so much, than you'd be willing to pay for this Rickenbacher ticket I have here, right?"

"Huh? You mean his band? Geez, they're terrible!! I wouldn't go to one of their concerts to save my life!" Was Jae's rather unexpected reply.

"Why did you get so worked up over my ticket, then?" Jhun was obviously confused.

"Well, I did say that Iori's the c0oL3St Th1nG 3v3r!!!," Jae started. Kim and Jhun could only look on in wonder. "But I didn't say anything about his band, did I?"

"So, you're saying," replied Jhun, "that you respect Iori as a fighter, and not as a band member?"

"Exactly!" answered Jae affirmatively. "Iori's just th3 gr3at3$t!!!!!11"

Kim and Jhun could only stand there speechless. Suddenly Jhun slouched over and an aura of unhappiness enveloped him, depressed over the fact that his concert ticket had not left him yet. "Ah, cheer up Jhun!" said Kim. "You'll find someone else to sell those tickets to! Probably some crazy fangirl or something!" But even Kim's always-happy words did not elate Jhun's depression.

"Yeah. . . some crazy fangirl. . . ."