Disclaimer: I don't own Tekken. This chapter will be very short.
Chapter Eight: Eliminations
Lei was nervous. Today was the day. This was the fight he'd been hoping for, but now he wasn't so sure. His opponent was a maniac, a madman created by a madman. He was bulletproof, fireproof, and didn't seem to be capable of death. He took several deep breaths and looked out the limousine window, trying to get his mind clear. If he showed fear, he would be defeated. He had to be brave. He had to think that he could win. He could win, he would win, he had to win.
The limo pulled up and Lei concentrated on the good it would do the world to know the menace was finally under control. Yes, that was right. He'd killed far too many. It was time someone put a stop to him. Today, Lei Wulong was going to end the killing spree. He could see the headlines now: Supercop strikes again! Murderer nailed! Lei grinned. He was wearing a white sleeveless shirt, black suspenders, and black pants. He had his cuffs and nightstick at his side, not that he'd use them, unless he was in desperate trouble. Lei would have to rely on his endless list of fighting moves to save him now.
The fight was at the airport, lots of open space, but the hard ground would be pretty dangerous. A pretty large crowd had gathered to see this fight. The other limo stopped and he stepped out. Bryan Fury. He wore blue jeans and an open green button-up shirt. Lei glared at him and his opponent returned it with an evil grin. The announcer stepped out into the middle of the battle area and introduced both of them to the cheering crowd.
Author's Note: I am sick of making up those stupid introductions.
Lei stepped up to the center of the arena first and got ready. Bryan came next, smiling. He was almost there when he stopped and reared back with an evil laughter. When he got to the center, they shook and got ready.
"Fight!!" The ref shouted.
The crowd cheered and called to their favorite fighters, urging them to attack. Bryan swung a kick but Lei ducked under it, setting himself up for one of his most common moves. He swung the leg around, tripping Bryan, then jumped into the air, still kicking and nailing Bryan's head. He got back up and sneered. Bryan swung a few more punches. The first few missed, but the second one nailed him, then Bryan kicked him away. Lei got up and began stumbling around dazed. Bryan began to wonder if he'd really hit him that hard. Lei walked dizzily over to Bryan with a weird smile on his face, then swung a kick, causing Bryan to lean over, then he swung low and tripped him. Lei smiled.
"They always fall to the Drunken Master."
Bryan wasn't happy about someone making a fool out of him. They stayed poised for a minute or two, the Lei struck with a high kick. Bryan ducked under it and gave an inhuman punch to Lei's chest. The cop flew a great distance and landed hard. Lei got up and clutched his ribs. He looked up just in time to see Bryan charging at him. Lei jumped up over Bryan and kicked off of his back, causing him to crash into the wheel of a plane. Lei flipped through the air and landed on his feet and motioned for Bryan to come closer.
The wheels in Bryan's head were spinning furiously, trying to think of something that could beat Lei. Then it hit him. Bryan grabbed the wheel of the plane and ripped it off. Everyone gasped and the guards along the sides held their hands over their guns. Bryan swung the giant stand for the wheel and smacked Lei away with it. Lei skidded along the ground to a stop. Bryan then threw the wheel and stand at him. Lei was just barely able to roll away. He used it to lean on as he tried to stand up. Bryan walked over to him and swung a punch. Lei moved aside and the punch left a huge dent in the wheel. Bryan lifted his foot up and swung down on him, but Lei moved again, and this time, he grabbed the edge of the stand and swung around and kicked Bryan's head and landed on the other side of it. Bryan lifted the wheel stand with a roar. Lei ran up and chopped the inside of Bryan's elbow with his hand, then jumped back as he lost his grip and the stand fell on top of him.
The referee ran over. "One.two."
Bryan lifted the stand above his head and catapulted up and threw it away and glared at Lei.
"I'll defeat you here," Lei said. "and then, if you're lucky enough not to receive capital punishment, you'll be in prison for life."
Bryan let out an evil cackle. "Bring it on!!"
He swung a horizontal punch at Lei, who ducked and prepared to trip him again. But this time, Bryan jumped over the low kick and caught the high kick, then spun around and smashed his elbow into Lei, the swung him over his shoulder, slamming him into the ground before stomping on him. Bryan picked him up and unleashed hit "Chains of Misery" move. He punched Lei in the stomach, then gave an uppercut to the face, then punched him away with his other fist. Bryan walked over to the suffering Lei and picked him up by his shoulders and headbutted him.
"Think you're so strong now?!" Bryan taunted and squeezed him tighter. Then, Lei moved his hands up in front of Bryan's face and put them together in the shape of two crane heads. Bryan gave it a confused look, then Lei used the crane heads and began pecking at Bryans face. Finally, his grip loosened and Lei kicked off his chest, then ran forward with the unblockable tackle. Both fighters got back up, but Lei was in worse shape. Bryan had unnatural power. His punches could dent steel. Imagine what it would do to a human. Lei and Bryan charged at each other. Bryan shot low for a low punch, but Lei jumped in the air and kicked off his face. Then, he unleashed his fury. He spun another kick to the face and then smashed it with the heel of his other foot. He gave a hard punch to Bryan's chest, then re-routed it upward as a perfect uppercut, then smashed his stomach with his elbow. He brought his foot up and placed several quick kicks to this face, then spun around, giving a more powerful one with his other foot. Then, leapt up again and gave the most powerful kick he could pull off with both feet. Bryan fell onto the hard pavement and Lei caught his breath.
Bryan slowly stood back up. He swung a high punch and Lei ducked, but this was just what Bryan wanted. His knee rose up and smashed Lei's face, then he did it with the other knee. Bryan picked Lei up by his head and pulled off his "Chains of Misery" move again. As Lei struggled to rise, Bryan punched him in the stomach, then flipped him over his head and slammed him into the ground. Bryan picked him up again and gave another inhuman punch. Lei flew and Bryan followed. Just as Lei hit the ground and began to roll, Bryan rammed him, sending him further.
The referee ran over. "One.two.three."
"SHUT UP!!" Bryan shouted, smacking him away. The guards all looked at one another. Lei was on his back in pain. Bryan ran over and sat on his chest and started pounding his face into the ground, laughing evilly.
"Hyeh heh heh heh! DIE!!" He shouted, sending punch after punch to Lei's face.
"Hey, Brian! It's over!" The referee said. "You won! Get off him!"
"No! It's not over! He's still alive!"
The ref tried prying him off, but Bryan got up and grabbed him and punched him away.
"What's going on?" Someone in the crowd asked.
"He's out of control!" Someone else said.
The guard noticed this too. They ran over to him, guns drawn. Two went ahead to stop him, but Bryan punched them away. They began fired bullets. They bounced off his chest and Bryan laughed. He ran forward and took out every guard there. The crowd began to run away and the still- living guards were calling for backup, then they got it from an unexpected source. A buzzing noise came from behind Bryan. He heard it and turned around. Yoshimitsu came out of the sky and slammed into him. Bryan flew back several feet and Yoshimitsu landed and folded back his wings. The crowd stopped running and looked at him. Bryan got back up, a little dazed.
"You want some of this?!" He erupted.
Yoshimitsu drew his sword as a reply. Bryan charged at him and just as he got close enough, Yoshimitsu did a backflip-kick. Then he reversed the direction and cartwheeled, knocking Bryan over, then, when both feet were on the ground, he did a drill-tackle, then kept rolling and kicked Bryan high in the air. He hit the ground hard, creating a crater in the pavement. Bryan got back up. Bryan swung a high punch, but Yoshimitsu ducked, and before Bryan could hit him, he spun around, while rising, his sword cutting Bryan. Then, he jumped in the air, twirling his sword like a helicopter blade above his head. Yoshimitsu's hand was robotic, as was the rest of him. It could spin around freely, which is what gave Yoshimitsu the ability to actually fly like a chopper. Then, he dropped down and slashed Bryan's chest.
Bryan finally slugged his stomach, then gave an uppercut to his head, and then punched him away. He was about to give a powerful punch, but Yoshimitsu extended his arm and twirled the sword, so Bryan's fist ran into a giant fan. He jumped back in pain and Yoshimitsu gave a mighty backhand smack, spinning Bryan around. Then he grabbed him from behind and leapt into the air, then spun around like a tornado and dropped Bryan on his head and jumped away.
Bryan didn't get back up. Yoshimitsu took several deep breaths, the picked Bryan up and flew away. Everyone in the crowd stared at each other in wonder.
* * * *
"Today's tournament nearly turned into the massacre." The TV announced said. "Bryan Fury went all out on officer Lei Wulong, then attacked seven guards, three of which are dead, and the other four are seriously injured. Officer Wulong himself is in the hospital as well, and the doctors say he will make it. Bryan was finally stopped by the Manji Clan leader, Yoshimitsu. The wherabouts of now are unknown."
Paul Phoenix wasn't really listening to the TV. His mind was too preoccupied with the thoughts of his upcoming fight against Law. How could he fight his best friend? Especially after striving to stay friends over the past years. He was just going to have to go with it. He's already promised Law he'd help with his financial troubles if he won, so he should be okay. It was just that he could picture himself beating up a lot of people. Law was just someone he couldn't see himself up against.
Finally, the door knocked. He got up and answered it. A Mishima official stood there.
"Mr. Phoenix, it's time to go."
"Alright." He left with him. Though they were friends, Paul and Law had to go in different limos. Their arena was in the same parking garage that Jin and Hwoarang fought in just the other day. The limos came in on different sides and parked. Law and Paul came out and looked at each other. Both could see the dismay in each other's eyes. Neither was willing to fight the other. The announcer introduced them. The crowd that had gathered cheered for either fighter, while the fighters themselves wished the fight was over.
They stepped into the ring.
"Shake." The ref said.
They shook.
"Let's do this thing." Paul said.
"Yeah," Law said. "You'd better be giving it your all."
"Back atcha"
They both got in their fighting stances.
"Fight!"
Paul and Law kept a decent distance from each other, but neither wanted to make the first move. After about a minute or two, the crowd was getting impatient.
"What's going on?!"
"C'mon! Fight each other!"
"Yeah, ya pathetic whimps!"
Paul looked at that last taunter.
"You want a fight? C'mon out here and get it!"
While he was busy, Law did a double backflip-kick. Paul shook it off. He swung a punch, but Law pulled off the Frogman move and once he got up, he got Paul in a headlock and smashed his knuckles into his head (which was a lot easier since his hair was down). Paul got back up. Law was fast, but if he could get his hands on him, he was done for. He swung a punch, but Law pulled off the Frogman again. This time, when he got up, Paul pulled off the Shredder move, two high kicks sending him into the air. Law then kind of danced around for a second, them pulled off a powerful chop to Paul's ribs. Paul fell back, and got up clutching his stomach. Then, Law punched his face, then bashed it with his elbow and kicked his face, then pulled off the double backflip-kick again, the kicked off Paul's chest and tackled him when he got back up.
The crowd seemed much more pleased with this. Law tried another kick to the head, but Paul ducked and then punched him into a concrete beam. He was about to continue the assault, but remembered it was his friend he was fighting. Law got back up.
Paul changed angles and charged at Law. But Law jumped off the beam and over Paul, who kept going and crashed right into a pickup truck. Paul stepped back and held his head. Law kicked him back into the truck and went all out. He gave six punches to the face, then kicked his stomach several times, then kicked off his chest once more.
Paul tried standing, but fell to his face from the constant beatings, and being wedged and smashed into a truck. He was bleeding a lot. The referee ran over to him.
"One.two.three.four.five.six.seven."
Paul finally pushed himself up onto one knee.
"You okay? You still fightin'?"
Paul nodded and pushed up onto his feet. The beating had really taken it out of him, though. Law swung a kick and Paul was barely able to dodge, but he swung the foot again and kicked his face. Paul stumbled over into the concrete beam. Law pulled the same onslaught off again. This time, Paul tried guarding, but it didn't help too much because Law was way too fast. But finally, he grabbed his fist and punched him with his own. First, he gave three punches to the face, then three more to his stomach. Then, he spun him around and slammed him into the beam and punched him five more times. Then he grabbed him and threw him away. Law stayed down for a minute and the ref counted off.
"One.two.thre.four.five.six.seven.eight.nine."
Law catapulted up, then fell to his knees. He assured the ref he was still in and stood back up. For a while, neither made a move. They were too tired and beaten.
Finally, Law did a backflip-kick, knocking Paul back, then he gave two punches to his ribs. Then, Paul punched him to the side, then smashed him back with his elbow, then performed the Burning Fist. His fist glowed as he pulled back, then he gave the most powerful punch he could. Law flew back several feet and hit the ground hard and rolled a good distance. The referee counted off again.
"One.two.three.four.five.six.seven.eight.nine.TEN!! You're out!!"
The crowd cheered and groaned. Paul just breathed and recollected what just happened. He looked at his fist, at all the blood on it; his best friend's blood. He saw a couple of medical professionals run over to Law. Paul fell to his knees and looked at the ground, turning his face away from the cameras. He'd won.but to what extent?
* * * *
Kazuya sat in his room, staring out the window at night. Much was on his mind. Soon, he would have to fight Jin. He just knew it. I wouldn't be long. The final matches would begin soon enough. There were only a handful of fighters left, and neither he nor Jin would stop until Heihachi was gone. They would face off, he knew it.
"It won't be long now. Soon, Jin, we will face off. And then, your troubles with the Devil Gene will be over."
Author's Note: That easier to read? Sorry about that.and the shortness. The next chapters will be longer, guaranteed. Please review!
Chapter Eight: Eliminations
Lei was nervous. Today was the day. This was the fight he'd been hoping for, but now he wasn't so sure. His opponent was a maniac, a madman created by a madman. He was bulletproof, fireproof, and didn't seem to be capable of death. He took several deep breaths and looked out the limousine window, trying to get his mind clear. If he showed fear, he would be defeated. He had to be brave. He had to think that he could win. He could win, he would win, he had to win.
The limo pulled up and Lei concentrated on the good it would do the world to know the menace was finally under control. Yes, that was right. He'd killed far too many. It was time someone put a stop to him. Today, Lei Wulong was going to end the killing spree. He could see the headlines now: Supercop strikes again! Murderer nailed! Lei grinned. He was wearing a white sleeveless shirt, black suspenders, and black pants. He had his cuffs and nightstick at his side, not that he'd use them, unless he was in desperate trouble. Lei would have to rely on his endless list of fighting moves to save him now.
The fight was at the airport, lots of open space, but the hard ground would be pretty dangerous. A pretty large crowd had gathered to see this fight. The other limo stopped and he stepped out. Bryan Fury. He wore blue jeans and an open green button-up shirt. Lei glared at him and his opponent returned it with an evil grin. The announcer stepped out into the middle of the battle area and introduced both of them to the cheering crowd.
Author's Note: I am sick of making up those stupid introductions.
Lei stepped up to the center of the arena first and got ready. Bryan came next, smiling. He was almost there when he stopped and reared back with an evil laughter. When he got to the center, they shook and got ready.
"Fight!!" The ref shouted.
The crowd cheered and called to their favorite fighters, urging them to attack. Bryan swung a kick but Lei ducked under it, setting himself up for one of his most common moves. He swung the leg around, tripping Bryan, then jumped into the air, still kicking and nailing Bryan's head. He got back up and sneered. Bryan swung a few more punches. The first few missed, but the second one nailed him, then Bryan kicked him away. Lei got up and began stumbling around dazed. Bryan began to wonder if he'd really hit him that hard. Lei walked dizzily over to Bryan with a weird smile on his face, then swung a kick, causing Bryan to lean over, then he swung low and tripped him. Lei smiled.
"They always fall to the Drunken Master."
Bryan wasn't happy about someone making a fool out of him. They stayed poised for a minute or two, the Lei struck with a high kick. Bryan ducked under it and gave an inhuman punch to Lei's chest. The cop flew a great distance and landed hard. Lei got up and clutched his ribs. He looked up just in time to see Bryan charging at him. Lei jumped up over Bryan and kicked off of his back, causing him to crash into the wheel of a plane. Lei flipped through the air and landed on his feet and motioned for Bryan to come closer.
The wheels in Bryan's head were spinning furiously, trying to think of something that could beat Lei. Then it hit him. Bryan grabbed the wheel of the plane and ripped it off. Everyone gasped and the guards along the sides held their hands over their guns. Bryan swung the giant stand for the wheel and smacked Lei away with it. Lei skidded along the ground to a stop. Bryan then threw the wheel and stand at him. Lei was just barely able to roll away. He used it to lean on as he tried to stand up. Bryan walked over to him and swung a punch. Lei moved aside and the punch left a huge dent in the wheel. Bryan lifted his foot up and swung down on him, but Lei moved again, and this time, he grabbed the edge of the stand and swung around and kicked Bryan's head and landed on the other side of it. Bryan lifted the wheel stand with a roar. Lei ran up and chopped the inside of Bryan's elbow with his hand, then jumped back as he lost his grip and the stand fell on top of him.
The referee ran over. "One.two."
Bryan lifted the stand above his head and catapulted up and threw it away and glared at Lei.
"I'll defeat you here," Lei said. "and then, if you're lucky enough not to receive capital punishment, you'll be in prison for life."
Bryan let out an evil cackle. "Bring it on!!"
He swung a horizontal punch at Lei, who ducked and prepared to trip him again. But this time, Bryan jumped over the low kick and caught the high kick, then spun around and smashed his elbow into Lei, the swung him over his shoulder, slamming him into the ground before stomping on him. Bryan picked him up and unleashed hit "Chains of Misery" move. He punched Lei in the stomach, then gave an uppercut to the face, then punched him away with his other fist. Bryan walked over to the suffering Lei and picked him up by his shoulders and headbutted him.
"Think you're so strong now?!" Bryan taunted and squeezed him tighter. Then, Lei moved his hands up in front of Bryan's face and put them together in the shape of two crane heads. Bryan gave it a confused look, then Lei used the crane heads and began pecking at Bryans face. Finally, his grip loosened and Lei kicked off his chest, then ran forward with the unblockable tackle. Both fighters got back up, but Lei was in worse shape. Bryan had unnatural power. His punches could dent steel. Imagine what it would do to a human. Lei and Bryan charged at each other. Bryan shot low for a low punch, but Lei jumped in the air and kicked off his face. Then, he unleashed his fury. He spun another kick to the face and then smashed it with the heel of his other foot. He gave a hard punch to Bryan's chest, then re-routed it upward as a perfect uppercut, then smashed his stomach with his elbow. He brought his foot up and placed several quick kicks to this face, then spun around, giving a more powerful one with his other foot. Then, leapt up again and gave the most powerful kick he could pull off with both feet. Bryan fell onto the hard pavement and Lei caught his breath.
Bryan slowly stood back up. He swung a high punch and Lei ducked, but this was just what Bryan wanted. His knee rose up and smashed Lei's face, then he did it with the other knee. Bryan picked Lei up by his head and pulled off his "Chains of Misery" move again. As Lei struggled to rise, Bryan punched him in the stomach, then flipped him over his head and slammed him into the ground. Bryan picked him up again and gave another inhuman punch. Lei flew and Bryan followed. Just as Lei hit the ground and began to roll, Bryan rammed him, sending him further.
The referee ran over. "One.two.three."
"SHUT UP!!" Bryan shouted, smacking him away. The guards all looked at one another. Lei was on his back in pain. Bryan ran over and sat on his chest and started pounding his face into the ground, laughing evilly.
"Hyeh heh heh heh! DIE!!" He shouted, sending punch after punch to Lei's face.
"Hey, Brian! It's over!" The referee said. "You won! Get off him!"
"No! It's not over! He's still alive!"
The ref tried prying him off, but Bryan got up and grabbed him and punched him away.
"What's going on?" Someone in the crowd asked.
"He's out of control!" Someone else said.
The guard noticed this too. They ran over to him, guns drawn. Two went ahead to stop him, but Bryan punched them away. They began fired bullets. They bounced off his chest and Bryan laughed. He ran forward and took out every guard there. The crowd began to run away and the still- living guards were calling for backup, then they got it from an unexpected source. A buzzing noise came from behind Bryan. He heard it and turned around. Yoshimitsu came out of the sky and slammed into him. Bryan flew back several feet and Yoshimitsu landed and folded back his wings. The crowd stopped running and looked at him. Bryan got back up, a little dazed.
"You want some of this?!" He erupted.
Yoshimitsu drew his sword as a reply. Bryan charged at him and just as he got close enough, Yoshimitsu did a backflip-kick. Then he reversed the direction and cartwheeled, knocking Bryan over, then, when both feet were on the ground, he did a drill-tackle, then kept rolling and kicked Bryan high in the air. He hit the ground hard, creating a crater in the pavement. Bryan got back up. Bryan swung a high punch, but Yoshimitsu ducked, and before Bryan could hit him, he spun around, while rising, his sword cutting Bryan. Then, he jumped in the air, twirling his sword like a helicopter blade above his head. Yoshimitsu's hand was robotic, as was the rest of him. It could spin around freely, which is what gave Yoshimitsu the ability to actually fly like a chopper. Then, he dropped down and slashed Bryan's chest.
Bryan finally slugged his stomach, then gave an uppercut to his head, and then punched him away. He was about to give a powerful punch, but Yoshimitsu extended his arm and twirled the sword, so Bryan's fist ran into a giant fan. He jumped back in pain and Yoshimitsu gave a mighty backhand smack, spinning Bryan around. Then he grabbed him from behind and leapt into the air, then spun around like a tornado and dropped Bryan on his head and jumped away.
Bryan didn't get back up. Yoshimitsu took several deep breaths, the picked Bryan up and flew away. Everyone in the crowd stared at each other in wonder.
* * * *
"Today's tournament nearly turned into the massacre." The TV announced said. "Bryan Fury went all out on officer Lei Wulong, then attacked seven guards, three of which are dead, and the other four are seriously injured. Officer Wulong himself is in the hospital as well, and the doctors say he will make it. Bryan was finally stopped by the Manji Clan leader, Yoshimitsu. The wherabouts of now are unknown."
Paul Phoenix wasn't really listening to the TV. His mind was too preoccupied with the thoughts of his upcoming fight against Law. How could he fight his best friend? Especially after striving to stay friends over the past years. He was just going to have to go with it. He's already promised Law he'd help with his financial troubles if he won, so he should be okay. It was just that he could picture himself beating up a lot of people. Law was just someone he couldn't see himself up against.
Finally, the door knocked. He got up and answered it. A Mishima official stood there.
"Mr. Phoenix, it's time to go."
"Alright." He left with him. Though they were friends, Paul and Law had to go in different limos. Their arena was in the same parking garage that Jin and Hwoarang fought in just the other day. The limos came in on different sides and parked. Law and Paul came out and looked at each other. Both could see the dismay in each other's eyes. Neither was willing to fight the other. The announcer introduced them. The crowd that had gathered cheered for either fighter, while the fighters themselves wished the fight was over.
They stepped into the ring.
"Shake." The ref said.
They shook.
"Let's do this thing." Paul said.
"Yeah," Law said. "You'd better be giving it your all."
"Back atcha"
They both got in their fighting stances.
"Fight!"
Paul and Law kept a decent distance from each other, but neither wanted to make the first move. After about a minute or two, the crowd was getting impatient.
"What's going on?!"
"C'mon! Fight each other!"
"Yeah, ya pathetic whimps!"
Paul looked at that last taunter.
"You want a fight? C'mon out here and get it!"
While he was busy, Law did a double backflip-kick. Paul shook it off. He swung a punch, but Law pulled off the Frogman move and once he got up, he got Paul in a headlock and smashed his knuckles into his head (which was a lot easier since his hair was down). Paul got back up. Law was fast, but if he could get his hands on him, he was done for. He swung a punch, but Law pulled off the Frogman again. This time, when he got up, Paul pulled off the Shredder move, two high kicks sending him into the air. Law then kind of danced around for a second, them pulled off a powerful chop to Paul's ribs. Paul fell back, and got up clutching his stomach. Then, Law punched his face, then bashed it with his elbow and kicked his face, then pulled off the double backflip-kick again, the kicked off Paul's chest and tackled him when he got back up.
The crowd seemed much more pleased with this. Law tried another kick to the head, but Paul ducked and then punched him into a concrete beam. He was about to continue the assault, but remembered it was his friend he was fighting. Law got back up.
Paul changed angles and charged at Law. But Law jumped off the beam and over Paul, who kept going and crashed right into a pickup truck. Paul stepped back and held his head. Law kicked him back into the truck and went all out. He gave six punches to the face, then kicked his stomach several times, then kicked off his chest once more.
Paul tried standing, but fell to his face from the constant beatings, and being wedged and smashed into a truck. He was bleeding a lot. The referee ran over to him.
"One.two.three.four.five.six.seven."
Paul finally pushed himself up onto one knee.
"You okay? You still fightin'?"
Paul nodded and pushed up onto his feet. The beating had really taken it out of him, though. Law swung a kick and Paul was barely able to dodge, but he swung the foot again and kicked his face. Paul stumbled over into the concrete beam. Law pulled the same onslaught off again. This time, Paul tried guarding, but it didn't help too much because Law was way too fast. But finally, he grabbed his fist and punched him with his own. First, he gave three punches to the face, then three more to his stomach. Then, he spun him around and slammed him into the beam and punched him five more times. Then he grabbed him and threw him away. Law stayed down for a minute and the ref counted off.
"One.two.thre.four.five.six.seven.eight.nine."
Law catapulted up, then fell to his knees. He assured the ref he was still in and stood back up. For a while, neither made a move. They were too tired and beaten.
Finally, Law did a backflip-kick, knocking Paul back, then he gave two punches to his ribs. Then, Paul punched him to the side, then smashed him back with his elbow, then performed the Burning Fist. His fist glowed as he pulled back, then he gave the most powerful punch he could. Law flew back several feet and hit the ground hard and rolled a good distance. The referee counted off again.
"One.two.three.four.five.six.seven.eight.nine.TEN!! You're out!!"
The crowd cheered and groaned. Paul just breathed and recollected what just happened. He looked at his fist, at all the blood on it; his best friend's blood. He saw a couple of medical professionals run over to Law. Paul fell to his knees and looked at the ground, turning his face away from the cameras. He'd won.but to what extent?
* * * *
Kazuya sat in his room, staring out the window at night. Much was on his mind. Soon, he would have to fight Jin. He just knew it. I wouldn't be long. The final matches would begin soon enough. There were only a handful of fighters left, and neither he nor Jin would stop until Heihachi was gone. They would face off, he knew it.
"It won't be long now. Soon, Jin, we will face off. And then, your troubles with the Devil Gene will be over."
Author's Note: That easier to read? Sorry about that.and the shortness. The next chapters will be longer, guaranteed. Please review!
