My last dance
Chapter 1: frist encounter/ mystery of the hooded figure
The winds of the night blew vigorously against the sleepy willow trees as a dark shadow wander upon the woods as he began his arrangement to train with a certain old friend.
Later that evening Eddy felt very restless upon the news that he got from his friend but he knew that the Tekken force was after him. He would be in danger if he were seen in the streets of the city. He was however very excited to see his old friend and train with him again.
The sun rose on the surface of the earth the day was really sunny, the winds were calm and the sea water never felt so relaxing. " oh good morning ! hey Eddy! " Eddy's young student, Christie Monteiro said as she came into the kitchen to say good bye to him before she left. " Morning Christie ! would you like some thing to eat before you go to school? " said eddy " oh no!... I'm running late okay . so see yah " christie says before she quickly dashed out the door in furry. She ran as fast as she could while looking at her watch . " oh great the bus is leaving !!!! ahhhhh wait . " she ran and tried to catch up to the bus but the accedently got shoved into someone. " ahhhhhh" " owww my head " she quickly rubbed her head and got to her feet " oh my god I'm so sorry for that !" she said as she turned to appoligize to whom ever she bumped into. " hey are you okay ? I'm so sorry for that! You see I'm late to catch the.. " before she finished her sentence she realize the bus has left .
" Oh great darn it left!! err " the hooded figure got to his feet with christie's help and was about to speak to her when she quickly gave another apology and left in a hurry. The hooded figure then stood there in silence but then continued to travel on a head. Christie thought it was really rude to leave a conversation before it even got started but she was really going to be late for class.
" finally ! I made it! with 5 minutes to spare " she quickly got her things from the locker and left for class. Her first class was foods and nutrition.
Chapter 1: frist encounter/ mystery of the hooded figure
The winds of the night blew vigorously against the sleepy willow trees as a dark shadow wander upon the woods as he began his arrangement to train with a certain old friend.
Later that evening Eddy felt very restless upon the news that he got from his friend but he knew that the Tekken force was after him. He would be in danger if he were seen in the streets of the city. He was however very excited to see his old friend and train with him again.
The sun rose on the surface of the earth the day was really sunny, the winds were calm and the sea water never felt so relaxing. " oh good morning ! hey Eddy! " Eddy's young student, Christie Monteiro said as she came into the kitchen to say good bye to him before she left. " Morning Christie ! would you like some thing to eat before you go to school? " said eddy " oh no!... I'm running late okay . so see yah " christie says before she quickly dashed out the door in furry. She ran as fast as she could while looking at her watch . " oh great the bus is leaving !!!! ahhhhh wait . " she ran and tried to catch up to the bus but the accedently got shoved into someone. " ahhhhhh" " owww my head " she quickly rubbed her head and got to her feet " oh my god I'm so sorry for that !" she said as she turned to appoligize to whom ever she bumped into. " hey are you okay ? I'm so sorry for that! You see I'm late to catch the.. " before she finished her sentence she realize the bus has left .
" Oh great darn it left!! err " the hooded figure got to his feet with christie's help and was about to speak to her when she quickly gave another apology and left in a hurry. The hooded figure then stood there in silence but then continued to travel on a head. Christie thought it was really rude to leave a conversation before it even got started but she was really going to be late for class.
" finally ! I made it! with 5 minutes to spare " she quickly got her things from the locker and left for class. Her first class was foods and nutrition.
