*-x- Rising Chaos -x-*
1 Part 10
Hwoarang's fiery hair blew about wildly as he sped along the quiet, desolate roads in Lee's sleek silver Porsche. He gazed up ahead, eagerly awaiting his long sought after rematch. He was determined to beat Jin Kazama once and for all. Having overheard Jin and Lee's conversation whilst he was regaining consciousness a day or so ago, he was pretty sure of where he was to find his bike…
Abruptly the Porsche swerved to a sudden sharp halt.
Hwoarang undone his seatbelt, placed a hand over the door and leapt out of the car. He then proceeded in sprinting over to the blackened remains about 100 or so metres ahead of him, gawping in horror. This blackened crumpled wreckage was what had formerly been his pride and joy.
"KAZAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the livid Korean roared out wrathfully as he clenched his fists tightly. So tightly, he could feel them throb with pain – though only slightly, as it was numbed by his anger. "YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
* * * * * *
Devil Jin smirked demonically as Steve charged forward at him, trying to keep him from attacking Christie any more so than he had. She stood back, clutching her bleeding hand and shoulder tightly whilst she looked on as Steve launched flying jabs and hooks consecutively at the possessed youth, to no avail. Luckily Steve managed to sway back, just avoiding the thrusting claws that were aimed at his head.
Lee took this as the perfect opportunity to launch a flying kick at the head Devil Jin, and Steve then proceeded in adding in a few of his punches in as the youth stumbled back. Yoshimitsu dropped down in front of the British boxer and the clang of the metal of his sword clashing with the claws of Devil Jin rang out in the air.
Paul then dragged himself up and once again prepared a burning fist.
Devil Jin suddenly flew high into the air, out of the sight of all 5 fighters. Now, the advantage lay in his grasp.
* * * * * *
Nina's short sleek blonde strands stood up on end as she dived down from the treetops. She landed cautiously, and took one last glance at the battlefield behind her, then began to sprint stealthily along. She leapt over and dived through obstacles, weaving her way quickly and discreetly. She continued to run impassively, until her shimmering blue eyes caught sight of something. She quickly spun round and proceeded along to the right of her current position, stopping to further inspect what she had come across.
Tyre tracks… belonging to the vehicle Kazuya and Anna escaped in… She smirked evilly, with dire intentions… but abruptly, her smirk twisted into a frown of pain as the booming voice of Toshin rung inside of her head, axing her of her cruel plotting and replenishing his evil will. She grasped her long delicate fingers round her head and held it, as the pain grew more intense. She stumbled along until she found herself falling to her knees. But she wasn't about to give in. She slowly pulled herself back up to her feet, and began preparation to put her vindictive scheme into action. She sauntered along… slowly… agonized… but of her own free will.
For now.
* * * * * *
Kazuya peered over at the sleeping brunette huddled up in the comfort of his leather chair, gently clutching her bandaged leg submissively. His lips curved into a slight grin as he watched her glistening brown stands blowing up under the influence of each one of her heavy breaths. He then swivelled round and gazed out upon the tall buildings and bright neon lights of the environment from the placating comfort of his exquisite room.
He laid back his head and rested it upon his folded arms as he continued to devise his newest plan. It was unlike any he had schemed up before; it was better… and all inspired by his right-hand lady.
"The whole world will know my wrath… and all because of you, Anna…" he chuckled demonically as with a flick of his wrist, he shut the whole world out from him. He then swivelled back round to take one last look at his right-hand lady, deeply sleeping, the laid back and drifted off himself.
* * * * * *
"Shit! Look out!" came the cry, but the words were too late.
Lee's shimmering silver curtains bounced up as he leapt back, away from Devil Jin's clutches. He peered over his shoulder to further inspect the urgency of the others' situation.
Steve and Christie could be seen, laying sprawled out on the floor, struggling to keep hold of their consciousness, an agonizingly long fight… and Yoshimitsu was stumbling about, the best he could, his sabre hovering above himself ready to try and hack the unconscious body of Paul free from under the gnarling branches of the once towering beauty that had been so rapidly unearthed from it's spot and launched directly at them by the hands of the possessed youth. Now Lee was standing alone against the demon.
Lee flipped back and grimaced as the surge of pain ran along his right cheek, from where Devil Jin's long claws scratched his tender flesh.
Devil Jin grinned demonically and began to get ready the finishing move for his uncle, when suddenly the sound of sharp breaking rung in the air, followed by the sound of feet consecutively hitting the ground, heading towards them.
Both standing fighters took their guards down as they watched the fuming youthful Korean submerge out of the forestry, and hastily approach them.
His shining fiery hair blew about wildly as he ran straight at Devil Jin, showing nothing but determination, brought on by his desire for vengeance. He swung out of the way of the slashing claws coming at him, and quickly initiated his assault by sweeping the ground with his leg, gaining momentum and launching Devil Jin into the air with his Sky Rocket kick. As Devil Jin regained control and hovered in mid air, Lee stepped forward into his fighting stance. "Nice to see you finally made it, kid."
"Well," Hwoarang replied, smirking at Lee, "I got a lot of business to sort out with Kazama…"
He then turned his focus back up to the floating demon. "You're gonna wish you never crossed my path when I'm done with you bastard! I'll put you through hell 20 times over for what you fucking did to my bike!"
Both grounded fighters leapt back, avoiding the diving attack of Devil Jin, who landed neatly and got ready to launch at them both. Hwoarang was the first to sprint forward, straight at him, closely backed by Lee. Devil Jin easily blocked the swooping leg that came at him and locked his grip round it. In an attempt to free his leg, Hwoarang swung the other round, but Devil Jin easily swayed back, avoiding it and planted his fist into his stomach. Unfortunately for him, it left him open to Lee's array of punches, which caught him off guard.
Hwoarang sprung up, and bound back at Devil Jin, to support Lee, whom was frantically trying to land some hits into the demonic youth, who easily blocked them. Lee swung a low hacking kick at Devil Jin's ankles and Hwoarang aimed a flying kick at his head. Devil Jin tried to extend out his claws to counter, but found himself crashing to the ground before he could.
"Maybe it's time to even out the odds a little and clip his wings!" Lee hinted as Hwoarang sent a harsh heel drop onto the body of the fallen demon.
"Sure." He retorted as he grasped his fists round the nearest wing to him.
Lee picked the other one up in his clutches and both snapped each one back with force, causing Devil Jin to recoil.
Lee and Hwoarang found themselves skidding harshly along the floor as Devil Jin forced them back so he could rise to his feet. But Hwoarang just steadied himself and sprung back up, running back to the awaiting Devil Jin, who delighted in the challenge.
Hwoarang grabbed the oncoming wrist on Devil Jin, stopping his claws from being able to reach his flesh. He then smashed his foot severely into Devil Jin's ribs, and quickly tackled him down before his free hand had time to slash at him. He raised out a fist, ready to smack into Devil Jin's face, when Devil Jin abruptly reversed the situation and grasped Hwoarang's arm, ready to snap it clean into two, until Hwoarang pushed him away with a foot. As Hwoarang rose, Devil Jin uppercut him back. Lee then proceeded in interfering with a combo of quick fire kicks, knocking the possessed fighter back and giving Hwoarang time to regain his footing.
Hwoarang, Lee and Devil Jin once again launched into a 3-way furious battle. Suddenly, both fighters found themselves falling through the air, writhing in pain as Devil Jin combined his demonic strength and flesh- shredding claws into one spinning attack hitting both.
Hwoarang still just rose to his feet, driven by his determination in getting the better of the young Kazama, his biggest rival and the destroyer of his pride and joy. He stopped and glanced back at Lee, whom was struggling to keep going. He turned back and reached out a hand, which Lee took hold of and pulled him up. "Leave this to me, Lee… I'll take care of the rest…"
Lee's shining silver curtains swung about as he nodded.
Hwoarang pushed his bright red stands back from across his face and sprinted over at Devil Jin once again. Devil Jin launched into a string of combos, and Hwoarang moved frantically, blocking each hit successively, then springing into one of his own, which Devil Jin countered with an attempted uppercut, which Hwoarang stepped away from, getting in a single kick before he was tripped over by a sweeping spinning kick.
He then proceeded in spring back up into a dive knocking Devil Jin down. It didn't take long for either to get back up and into their violent battle.
Lee kept his deep brown eyes focused on their strife. "Devil Jin's attacks are getting more desperate… Jin must be beginning to gain back control…"
Hwoarang pulled Devil Jin forward and kicked him to the ground and prepared his most powerful move…
Smack! Devil Jin fell to the floor and rolled about in pain. Hwoarang began to edge back as Devil Jin rolled about seemingly in terribly excruciating pain.
In a flash of light, the young Jin Kazama they all knew had replaced the demonic youth.
Hwoarang ran forward, over to the bedazzled Jin.
"You'll pay for what you did to my bike, you fucking bastard!!!!!"
"Oh shit…" Jin groaned as he rose to his feet to fight off the livid Korean.
* * * * * *
Lee slid his long fingers through his flowing silver strands as they watched in silence as the two young rivals continued their conflict, despite the fact they had been so for the last half an hour.
Jin lay collapsed on the floor, managing to throw the odd weak punch as Hwoarang sat with his legs sprawled out, smashing Jin's head against the ground continuously. Both were worn out beyond belief, but Hwoarang was not going to stop until he felt Jin was even for the decimation of his bike and Jin had to keep himself from being killed, despite the fact he had an awful migraine and was struggling to stay conscious.
Lee turned his attention to the fighters sitting around him. Paul gawped over at them holding his head, as Steve and Christie cuddled each other tightly as Yoshimitsu yawned.
"We gotta save the poor kid," Paul said, "I can't bear to watch this anymore…"
"Yeah…" Christie agreed.
"But how? We've tried so many times but Hwoarang won't give it up." Steve remarked.
Lee stood up and waltzed forward.
"Hwoarang, if you leave Jin alone, we'll get you a new bike, free of charge. Okay?"
Hwoarang perked his head up.
"Well, okay only if you do me a couple of things first."
"Okay, what did you have in mind?"
"Well, firstly, can you put my knee back into place, Jin popped it out when he hacked me down and it fucking hurts, and finally…come here a minute."
Lee came over as Hwoarang dropped Jin's now unconscious head down and looked up at him. "Catch me please." He murmured as he fell unconscious, through exhaustion as well as injury. Luckily Lee quickly caught him before he hit his head against the ground.
"Well," Steve called out, "I guess our next stop is the hospital?"
"Yeah…" Lee stated, "Can a couple of you come over here and help me?"
Yoshimitsu and Steve slowly stumbled over and joined Lee, awaiting orders.
"One of you take Jin's body, the other can help me put Hwoarang's knee back into place."
Yoshimitsu quickly picked up Jin and began walking back to the others. "I'm not doing that gross shit, Steve can."
"Oh thanks…" Steve murmured as he supported Hwoarang's body up, cringing as the loud cracking sound filled the air as Lee thrust his knee back.
After finishing, Lee put Hwoarang onto his back and joined the others, who all began proceeding along.
* * * * * *
Toshin's blazing red hellish eyes gazed about as he strolled along, preparing the finishing touches to his plan. Devil Jin was quite a weapon… and his puppet Nina had given him enough information to devise an unholy plan… all left for him to do was to continue letting Nina do her own thing until she came across that which he needed to finish it all, and then to put his scheme into action…
Payback.
~x-X-*x*-X-x~
1 Part 10
Hwoarang's fiery hair blew about wildly as he sped along the quiet, desolate roads in Lee's sleek silver Porsche. He gazed up ahead, eagerly awaiting his long sought after rematch. He was determined to beat Jin Kazama once and for all. Having overheard Jin and Lee's conversation whilst he was regaining consciousness a day or so ago, he was pretty sure of where he was to find his bike…
Abruptly the Porsche swerved to a sudden sharp halt.
Hwoarang undone his seatbelt, placed a hand over the door and leapt out of the car. He then proceeded in sprinting over to the blackened remains about 100 or so metres ahead of him, gawping in horror. This blackened crumpled wreckage was what had formerly been his pride and joy.
"KAZAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the livid Korean roared out wrathfully as he clenched his fists tightly. So tightly, he could feel them throb with pain – though only slightly, as it was numbed by his anger. "YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
* * * * * *
Devil Jin smirked demonically as Steve charged forward at him, trying to keep him from attacking Christie any more so than he had. She stood back, clutching her bleeding hand and shoulder tightly whilst she looked on as Steve launched flying jabs and hooks consecutively at the possessed youth, to no avail. Luckily Steve managed to sway back, just avoiding the thrusting claws that were aimed at his head.
Lee took this as the perfect opportunity to launch a flying kick at the head Devil Jin, and Steve then proceeded in adding in a few of his punches in as the youth stumbled back. Yoshimitsu dropped down in front of the British boxer and the clang of the metal of his sword clashing with the claws of Devil Jin rang out in the air.
Paul then dragged himself up and once again prepared a burning fist.
Devil Jin suddenly flew high into the air, out of the sight of all 5 fighters. Now, the advantage lay in his grasp.
* * * * * *
Nina's short sleek blonde strands stood up on end as she dived down from the treetops. She landed cautiously, and took one last glance at the battlefield behind her, then began to sprint stealthily along. She leapt over and dived through obstacles, weaving her way quickly and discreetly. She continued to run impassively, until her shimmering blue eyes caught sight of something. She quickly spun round and proceeded along to the right of her current position, stopping to further inspect what she had come across.
Tyre tracks… belonging to the vehicle Kazuya and Anna escaped in… She smirked evilly, with dire intentions… but abruptly, her smirk twisted into a frown of pain as the booming voice of Toshin rung inside of her head, axing her of her cruel plotting and replenishing his evil will. She grasped her long delicate fingers round her head and held it, as the pain grew more intense. She stumbled along until she found herself falling to her knees. But she wasn't about to give in. She slowly pulled herself back up to her feet, and began preparation to put her vindictive scheme into action. She sauntered along… slowly… agonized… but of her own free will.
For now.
* * * * * *
Kazuya peered over at the sleeping brunette huddled up in the comfort of his leather chair, gently clutching her bandaged leg submissively. His lips curved into a slight grin as he watched her glistening brown stands blowing up under the influence of each one of her heavy breaths. He then swivelled round and gazed out upon the tall buildings and bright neon lights of the environment from the placating comfort of his exquisite room.
He laid back his head and rested it upon his folded arms as he continued to devise his newest plan. It was unlike any he had schemed up before; it was better… and all inspired by his right-hand lady.
"The whole world will know my wrath… and all because of you, Anna…" he chuckled demonically as with a flick of his wrist, he shut the whole world out from him. He then swivelled back round to take one last look at his right-hand lady, deeply sleeping, the laid back and drifted off himself.
* * * * * *
"Shit! Look out!" came the cry, but the words were too late.
Lee's shimmering silver curtains bounced up as he leapt back, away from Devil Jin's clutches. He peered over his shoulder to further inspect the urgency of the others' situation.
Steve and Christie could be seen, laying sprawled out on the floor, struggling to keep hold of their consciousness, an agonizingly long fight… and Yoshimitsu was stumbling about, the best he could, his sabre hovering above himself ready to try and hack the unconscious body of Paul free from under the gnarling branches of the once towering beauty that had been so rapidly unearthed from it's spot and launched directly at them by the hands of the possessed youth. Now Lee was standing alone against the demon.
Lee flipped back and grimaced as the surge of pain ran along his right cheek, from where Devil Jin's long claws scratched his tender flesh.
Devil Jin grinned demonically and began to get ready the finishing move for his uncle, when suddenly the sound of sharp breaking rung in the air, followed by the sound of feet consecutively hitting the ground, heading towards them.
Both standing fighters took their guards down as they watched the fuming youthful Korean submerge out of the forestry, and hastily approach them.
His shining fiery hair blew about wildly as he ran straight at Devil Jin, showing nothing but determination, brought on by his desire for vengeance. He swung out of the way of the slashing claws coming at him, and quickly initiated his assault by sweeping the ground with his leg, gaining momentum and launching Devil Jin into the air with his Sky Rocket kick. As Devil Jin regained control and hovered in mid air, Lee stepped forward into his fighting stance. "Nice to see you finally made it, kid."
"Well," Hwoarang replied, smirking at Lee, "I got a lot of business to sort out with Kazama…"
He then turned his focus back up to the floating demon. "You're gonna wish you never crossed my path when I'm done with you bastard! I'll put you through hell 20 times over for what you fucking did to my bike!"
Both grounded fighters leapt back, avoiding the diving attack of Devil Jin, who landed neatly and got ready to launch at them both. Hwoarang was the first to sprint forward, straight at him, closely backed by Lee. Devil Jin easily blocked the swooping leg that came at him and locked his grip round it. In an attempt to free his leg, Hwoarang swung the other round, but Devil Jin easily swayed back, avoiding it and planted his fist into his stomach. Unfortunately for him, it left him open to Lee's array of punches, which caught him off guard.
Hwoarang sprung up, and bound back at Devil Jin, to support Lee, whom was frantically trying to land some hits into the demonic youth, who easily blocked them. Lee swung a low hacking kick at Devil Jin's ankles and Hwoarang aimed a flying kick at his head. Devil Jin tried to extend out his claws to counter, but found himself crashing to the ground before he could.
"Maybe it's time to even out the odds a little and clip his wings!" Lee hinted as Hwoarang sent a harsh heel drop onto the body of the fallen demon.
"Sure." He retorted as he grasped his fists round the nearest wing to him.
Lee picked the other one up in his clutches and both snapped each one back with force, causing Devil Jin to recoil.
Lee and Hwoarang found themselves skidding harshly along the floor as Devil Jin forced them back so he could rise to his feet. But Hwoarang just steadied himself and sprung back up, running back to the awaiting Devil Jin, who delighted in the challenge.
Hwoarang grabbed the oncoming wrist on Devil Jin, stopping his claws from being able to reach his flesh. He then smashed his foot severely into Devil Jin's ribs, and quickly tackled him down before his free hand had time to slash at him. He raised out a fist, ready to smack into Devil Jin's face, when Devil Jin abruptly reversed the situation and grasped Hwoarang's arm, ready to snap it clean into two, until Hwoarang pushed him away with a foot. As Hwoarang rose, Devil Jin uppercut him back. Lee then proceeded in interfering with a combo of quick fire kicks, knocking the possessed fighter back and giving Hwoarang time to regain his footing.
Hwoarang, Lee and Devil Jin once again launched into a 3-way furious battle. Suddenly, both fighters found themselves falling through the air, writhing in pain as Devil Jin combined his demonic strength and flesh- shredding claws into one spinning attack hitting both.
Hwoarang still just rose to his feet, driven by his determination in getting the better of the young Kazama, his biggest rival and the destroyer of his pride and joy. He stopped and glanced back at Lee, whom was struggling to keep going. He turned back and reached out a hand, which Lee took hold of and pulled him up. "Leave this to me, Lee… I'll take care of the rest…"
Lee's shining silver curtains swung about as he nodded.
Hwoarang pushed his bright red stands back from across his face and sprinted over at Devil Jin once again. Devil Jin launched into a string of combos, and Hwoarang moved frantically, blocking each hit successively, then springing into one of his own, which Devil Jin countered with an attempted uppercut, which Hwoarang stepped away from, getting in a single kick before he was tripped over by a sweeping spinning kick.
He then proceeded in spring back up into a dive knocking Devil Jin down. It didn't take long for either to get back up and into their violent battle.
Lee kept his deep brown eyes focused on their strife. "Devil Jin's attacks are getting more desperate… Jin must be beginning to gain back control…"
Hwoarang pulled Devil Jin forward and kicked him to the ground and prepared his most powerful move…
Smack! Devil Jin fell to the floor and rolled about in pain. Hwoarang began to edge back as Devil Jin rolled about seemingly in terribly excruciating pain.
In a flash of light, the young Jin Kazama they all knew had replaced the demonic youth.
Hwoarang ran forward, over to the bedazzled Jin.
"You'll pay for what you did to my bike, you fucking bastard!!!!!"
"Oh shit…" Jin groaned as he rose to his feet to fight off the livid Korean.
* * * * * *
Lee slid his long fingers through his flowing silver strands as they watched in silence as the two young rivals continued their conflict, despite the fact they had been so for the last half an hour.
Jin lay collapsed on the floor, managing to throw the odd weak punch as Hwoarang sat with his legs sprawled out, smashing Jin's head against the ground continuously. Both were worn out beyond belief, but Hwoarang was not going to stop until he felt Jin was even for the decimation of his bike and Jin had to keep himself from being killed, despite the fact he had an awful migraine and was struggling to stay conscious.
Lee turned his attention to the fighters sitting around him. Paul gawped over at them holding his head, as Steve and Christie cuddled each other tightly as Yoshimitsu yawned.
"We gotta save the poor kid," Paul said, "I can't bear to watch this anymore…"
"Yeah…" Christie agreed.
"But how? We've tried so many times but Hwoarang won't give it up." Steve remarked.
Lee stood up and waltzed forward.
"Hwoarang, if you leave Jin alone, we'll get you a new bike, free of charge. Okay?"
Hwoarang perked his head up.
"Well, okay only if you do me a couple of things first."
"Okay, what did you have in mind?"
"Well, firstly, can you put my knee back into place, Jin popped it out when he hacked me down and it fucking hurts, and finally…come here a minute."
Lee came over as Hwoarang dropped Jin's now unconscious head down and looked up at him. "Catch me please." He murmured as he fell unconscious, through exhaustion as well as injury. Luckily Lee quickly caught him before he hit his head against the ground.
"Well," Steve called out, "I guess our next stop is the hospital?"
"Yeah…" Lee stated, "Can a couple of you come over here and help me?"
Yoshimitsu and Steve slowly stumbled over and joined Lee, awaiting orders.
"One of you take Jin's body, the other can help me put Hwoarang's knee back into place."
Yoshimitsu quickly picked up Jin and began walking back to the others. "I'm not doing that gross shit, Steve can."
"Oh thanks…" Steve murmured as he supported Hwoarang's body up, cringing as the loud cracking sound filled the air as Lee thrust his knee back.
After finishing, Lee put Hwoarang onto his back and joined the others, who all began proceeding along.
* * * * * *
Toshin's blazing red hellish eyes gazed about as he strolled along, preparing the finishing touches to his plan. Devil Jin was quite a weapon… and his puppet Nina had given him enough information to devise an unholy plan… all left for him to do was to continue letting Nina do her own thing until she came across that which he needed to finish it all, and then to put his scheme into action…
Payback.
~x-X-*x*-X-x~