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Set after Jin learns karate but before the tournament.
His face was shrouded in darkness by his jacket's hood; he trained on top of an abandoned building learning the ancient art of karate...for that one day.
The streets of Melbourne at night were more hostile then ever with the every growing gang fights, unallied to any gang, Jin Kazama calmly strode through the streets with his jacket blowing back in the slight wind, lost in thoughts of the iron fist tournament 2 years ago. Buildings loomed above him from both sides of the street like giants.
Jin turned into an alleyway, where he spotted and gang of 7 teenaged boys tormenting a lone Asian boy who wore a ripped jacket with Chinese calligraphy on it. Jin figuring it was another gang fight, spun around to leave, but turned back as the lone boy cried out for his help.
'Ha ha ha, you think that loner can take all seven of us?' a boy wearing blue denim jeans laughed out, while kneeing the boy in his ribs, making him drop to his knees in pain.
'Please sir, help...,' the Asian boy was interrupted by a baseball bat which impacted with his face, knocking him out cold.
Jin unable to control his lust to try out his knew art gladly stepped forward with fists up, signaling that he was looking for a fight.
Two boys immediately charged at him with their fists up, Jin stepped up as one boy was only a few meters away and roundhouse punched him with his left fist causing him to spin furiously in mid air before crashing onto the concrete floor unconscious. While evading a swing from the other boy, Jin elbowed him from behind the neck, knocking the boy out cold before he even hit the floor.
The remaining boys angry and yet scared raised their fist as their two fallen comrades did before them. Jin couldn't help but grin at the fear in their eyes. Jin roundhouse punched the nearest boy in the jaw causing it to break, the boy screamed awkwardly in pain as blood dripped feverishly from his mouth, and dropped to the floor.
'Come on,' Jin teased stepping closer, but unexpectedly a burst of pain caused Jin to drop to his hands and knees, with every beat of his heart it felt as if a new surge of pain whizzed through his veins. As the pain resided Jin slowly brought himself back up onto his feet. Staring at the remaining members, the group noticed he had changed; his eyes were now bright red especially in the darkness of his hood.
'Aarrhh,' Jin arched his spine backwards as a new pain shot through his back, and slowly a pair of devilishly wings emerged from his shoulder blades which ripped two holes in his jacket. 'Who's next?' Jin laughed as the pain eased. The remaining four sprinted in terror leaving their fallen behind.
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Set after Jin learns karate but before the tournament.
His face was shrouded in darkness by his jacket's hood; he trained on top of an abandoned building learning the ancient art of karate...for that one day.
The streets of Melbourne at night were more hostile then ever with the every growing gang fights, unallied to any gang, Jin Kazama calmly strode through the streets with his jacket blowing back in the slight wind, lost in thoughts of the iron fist tournament 2 years ago. Buildings loomed above him from both sides of the street like giants.
Jin turned into an alleyway, where he spotted and gang of 7 teenaged boys tormenting a lone Asian boy who wore a ripped jacket with Chinese calligraphy on it. Jin figuring it was another gang fight, spun around to leave, but turned back as the lone boy cried out for his help.
'Ha ha ha, you think that loner can take all seven of us?' a boy wearing blue denim jeans laughed out, while kneeing the boy in his ribs, making him drop to his knees in pain.
'Please sir, help...,' the Asian boy was interrupted by a baseball bat which impacted with his face, knocking him out cold.
Jin unable to control his lust to try out his knew art gladly stepped forward with fists up, signaling that he was looking for a fight.
Two boys immediately charged at him with their fists up, Jin stepped up as one boy was only a few meters away and roundhouse punched him with his left fist causing him to spin furiously in mid air before crashing onto the concrete floor unconscious. While evading a swing from the other boy, Jin elbowed him from behind the neck, knocking the boy out cold before he even hit the floor.
The remaining boys angry and yet scared raised their fist as their two fallen comrades did before them. Jin couldn't help but grin at the fear in their eyes. Jin roundhouse punched the nearest boy in the jaw causing it to break, the boy screamed awkwardly in pain as blood dripped feverishly from his mouth, and dropped to the floor.
'Come on,' Jin teased stepping closer, but unexpectedly a burst of pain caused Jin to drop to his hands and knees, with every beat of his heart it felt as if a new surge of pain whizzed through his veins. As the pain resided Jin slowly brought himself back up onto his feet. Staring at the remaining members, the group noticed he had changed; his eyes were now bright red especially in the darkness of his hood.
'Aarrhh,' Jin arched his spine backwards as a new pain shot through his back, and slowly a pair of devilishly wings emerged from his shoulder blades which ripped two holes in his jacket. 'Who's next?' Jin laughed as the pain eased. The remaining four sprinted in terror leaving their fallen behind.
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