Rating: Ages 17 and up
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Tekken.
The moon had already lit up in the dark sky as out fellow hunter laid on the bed. Hwoarang slept in a luxery hotel at the Grand Hilton. He laid there comfortly as he was thinking about what his next move was going to be. He needed to track Jin Kazama down. He needed to do it quick. The tournament was only months away, and when that time comes Hwoarang would have to be helping out Steve and avoiding the military officials. Times sure flies he thought, I got to act fast if everything is going to be according to plans.
The place was Brisbane Austrailia. Hwoarang made his long hourly trip here as soon as Jay told him about the news. It was after midnight, and Hwoarang was not asleep. Instead, he got up off the luxurious bed and turned on the night lamp to the right of the king size matress. Opening the bags that he brought all the way from Korea, he took out a black leather jacket with some blue navy keans with an inside white shirt. Hwoarang got ready in the bathroom, to see if he looked good. His long highlighted hair was always straight no matter if he had ran, jump, or fight. It was plain straight. Obviously, his hair was naturally straight.
Hwoarang walked out of the hotel room and locking it with a key. The Tae Kwon Do expert wasnt use to using keys, especially back in Korea where he had used security cards to open and locking doors. I guess not everywhere is that advance Hwoarang thought. Slow and steadly, he walked down the hallway and and exited the hotel after going down two floors. It was very cold over Brisbane since it was Winter. It wouldnt be this much cold if it wasnt at night.
As he walked down the slopy sidewalk road, he could see glimpsed off wishing stars in the sky. Not that much people believes in wishing stars, but back in Korea, it would be very special, and raely would you see something this maze of amazement. Hwoarang didnt believed much in the Legends he had heard from his grandmother. While Hwoarang's shoes flickered on the ground, suddenly he could feel a present close by to him. There was a lot of movement going around in that alley about a block ahead of Hwoarang. What Hwoarang knew at the time, was there was more then three people. The noise in their shoes moved very rapidly. A fight? Hwoarang thought.
The Korean Kangster ran with haste down the sidealk and made a left turn into the large dark alley. As soon as Hwoarang made his way downt he alley, he only saw one person. Not even two. Just one. Hwoarang was very shocked. How can his understanding of the martials arts fail his perception? Still, Hwoarang shook off his confusion and got a little closer to see who that person was. From what Hwoarang saw from the 45 degrees angle was a glimpse of a man.
The man was standing still. He was wearing a hood, a dark blue hood over his head. A hooded jacket that had consumed his upper body with long dark blue jhock pants to be followed along with it. Nice style Hwoarang thought. He was always into fashions, which explains the stack of fashions magazine under his bed back over in Korea. The hood was covering the ma's face, then out of the dark, he charged towards Hwoarang powering his legs to make an assault. Hwoarang easily jumped over the man landing on the other side hads first with a finishing flip.
Hwoarang said nothing. He thought that those running skills, stance, and movement was all too famailair. Hwoarang had his suspiscions at first, but he had to make sure it was true. The red-haired man threw a quick punches at the hooded man, but he dodge with haste, and the movement of his legs was all too smooth, as if he could anticipate the moves. The man's karate suddenly change as he changed his battle position into a casual stance. It seemed as he was offering a draw. Hwoarang hesitated for a second, but agreed. Whoever this person was, he could fight, and his speed seemed to be unmatched by anyone who Hwoarang has come across.
"Who are you" questioned Hwoarang as he withdrew his fighting stance
The hooded man yet again still said nothing. He slowly took his dark blue hood off and summoned himself. It was Jin Kazama. The one that Hwoarang has been searching for who knows how long. Jin stood about the same height as Hwoarang, and just about the same age. There were many simarlarities between the two.
"Jin? So I have finally found you" said Hwoarang waving off his hair to the side
Jin stood there without saying a word. "I dont know what to say", like "what are you doing here?". Well, of course Jin already knew the answer to that. All these thoughts rained down Jin's brain and thoughts. But all of these were famalair questions that has been asked and already answered before.
"It's been awhile" said Jin with a smooth soft voice
"I see that your fighting has grown very much since I have last seen you............ In hiding" said Hwoarang with a smirk
"You havent changed at all" said Jin with a force of offensive
"And you're still the same I see" Hwoarang countered
"Why are you here in Brisbane? Training?" asked Hwoarang
"What are you up to Hwoarang?" questioned Jin as he walked closer to Hwoarang; face to face talk
"Just trying to catch up on old times sake" answered Hwoarang with ease trying to lesser with Jin
"If you have came all the way here to challenge me to another duel, like it or now you shall fall down to my feet once again" said Jin with authority
"You always did have this much of confidence in you" said Hwoarang cracking his knuckles
"Enough talk! Letys do this!"
"You're on!"
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Author's note: Please read and review.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Tekken.
The moon had already lit up in the dark sky as out fellow hunter laid on the bed. Hwoarang slept in a luxery hotel at the Grand Hilton. He laid there comfortly as he was thinking about what his next move was going to be. He needed to track Jin Kazama down. He needed to do it quick. The tournament was only months away, and when that time comes Hwoarang would have to be helping out Steve and avoiding the military officials. Times sure flies he thought, I got to act fast if everything is going to be according to plans.
The place was Brisbane Austrailia. Hwoarang made his long hourly trip here as soon as Jay told him about the news. It was after midnight, and Hwoarang was not asleep. Instead, he got up off the luxurious bed and turned on the night lamp to the right of the king size matress. Opening the bags that he brought all the way from Korea, he took out a black leather jacket with some blue navy keans with an inside white shirt. Hwoarang got ready in the bathroom, to see if he looked good. His long highlighted hair was always straight no matter if he had ran, jump, or fight. It was plain straight. Obviously, his hair was naturally straight.
Hwoarang walked out of the hotel room and locking it with a key. The Tae Kwon Do expert wasnt use to using keys, especially back in Korea where he had used security cards to open and locking doors. I guess not everywhere is that advance Hwoarang thought. Slow and steadly, he walked down the hallway and and exited the hotel after going down two floors. It was very cold over Brisbane since it was Winter. It wouldnt be this much cold if it wasnt at night.
As he walked down the slopy sidewalk road, he could see glimpsed off wishing stars in the sky. Not that much people believes in wishing stars, but back in Korea, it would be very special, and raely would you see something this maze of amazement. Hwoarang didnt believed much in the Legends he had heard from his grandmother. While Hwoarang's shoes flickered on the ground, suddenly he could feel a present close by to him. There was a lot of movement going around in that alley about a block ahead of Hwoarang. What Hwoarang knew at the time, was there was more then three people. The noise in their shoes moved very rapidly. A fight? Hwoarang thought.
The Korean Kangster ran with haste down the sidealk and made a left turn into the large dark alley. As soon as Hwoarang made his way downt he alley, he only saw one person. Not even two. Just one. Hwoarang was very shocked. How can his understanding of the martials arts fail his perception? Still, Hwoarang shook off his confusion and got a little closer to see who that person was. From what Hwoarang saw from the 45 degrees angle was a glimpse of a man.
The man was standing still. He was wearing a hood, a dark blue hood over his head. A hooded jacket that had consumed his upper body with long dark blue jhock pants to be followed along with it. Nice style Hwoarang thought. He was always into fashions, which explains the stack of fashions magazine under his bed back over in Korea. The hood was covering the ma's face, then out of the dark, he charged towards Hwoarang powering his legs to make an assault. Hwoarang easily jumped over the man landing on the other side hads first with a finishing flip.
Hwoarang said nothing. He thought that those running skills, stance, and movement was all too famailair. Hwoarang had his suspiscions at first, but he had to make sure it was true. The red-haired man threw a quick punches at the hooded man, but he dodge with haste, and the movement of his legs was all too smooth, as if he could anticipate the moves. The man's karate suddenly change as he changed his battle position into a casual stance. It seemed as he was offering a draw. Hwoarang hesitated for a second, but agreed. Whoever this person was, he could fight, and his speed seemed to be unmatched by anyone who Hwoarang has come across.
"Who are you" questioned Hwoarang as he withdrew his fighting stance
The hooded man yet again still said nothing. He slowly took his dark blue hood off and summoned himself. It was Jin Kazama. The one that Hwoarang has been searching for who knows how long. Jin stood about the same height as Hwoarang, and just about the same age. There were many simarlarities between the two.
"Jin? So I have finally found you" said Hwoarang waving off his hair to the side
Jin stood there without saying a word. "I dont know what to say", like "what are you doing here?". Well, of course Jin already knew the answer to that. All these thoughts rained down Jin's brain and thoughts. But all of these were famalair questions that has been asked and already answered before.
"It's been awhile" said Jin with a smooth soft voice
"I see that your fighting has grown very much since I have last seen you............ In hiding" said Hwoarang with a smirk
"You havent changed at all" said Jin with a force of offensive
"And you're still the same I see" Hwoarang countered
"Why are you here in Brisbane? Training?" asked Hwoarang
"What are you up to Hwoarang?" questioned Jin as he walked closer to Hwoarang; face to face talk
"Just trying to catch up on old times sake" answered Hwoarang with ease trying to lesser with Jin
"If you have came all the way here to challenge me to another duel, like it or now you shall fall down to my feet once again" said Jin with authority
"You always did have this much of confidence in you" said Hwoarang cracking his knuckles
"Enough talk! Letys do this!"
"You're on!"
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Author's note: Please read and review.