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A/N: Whenever Mike and Kyle split up, I will be following Mike.
Little Fighter Two:
Julian's Return
Chapter Two
"C'mon, Kyle, let's go check it out!" "I'm right behind ya Bro". They started running towards where they thought they heard the noise. Not five seconds later, somebody screamed. "It's this way, Kyle!" "Mike, I saw something over there!" They both pointed down a different path. "I'll go this way, you go that way, okay?" "Agreed." They both ran off their own way. Mike eventually came up on two Bandits with blood red J's on their shirts. He recognized the marking instantly.
FLASHBACK
"So you beat up a demon all by yourself, Uncle?" "No Mike, some of my friends helped me. I got hurt a few times, but they were by my side to help me get better again. They saved my live a few times too." "Wow. I want to grow up big and strong and be a fighter like you Uncle." "I want you to be careful if you do become a fighter though. If you ever see this symbol, you should stay away from whoever is wearing it. Promise?" He showed Mike a blood red J drawn on a piece of paper "I promise, Uncle. I promise"
END FLASHBACK
Mike hid in a bush, hoping they didn't see him. He could hear them talking. "Why does the boss have us do all the work, he never does any of the robberies himself." "Because we volunteered for this job." "Oh, yeah. Why does he want these things anyway. Whats he gonna do with spring water, and these powders?" "GIVE HIMSELF IMMORTALITY, WHAT ELSE!? AND IF YOU QUESTION HIS POWER OVER YOU AGAIN, HE WILL PROBABLY KILL YOU! SO DO YOUR JOB, AND QUIT WHINING" "I don't wanna die, I'm going home." "You're not going anywhere." Mike could barely see what was happening through the bush's leaves, but he did see one of the bandits fall to the ground in a puddle of blood, with an expression on his face that just gazed into nothingness. "Julian hated him anyway, he wont miss the poor fool when I tell him he was killed by a guard." The bandit laughed and walked off, wiping the blood off his sword as he went. Mike slowly moved away to go find his brother, grabbing the dead bandit's sword as he went. "Man, I got to tell Uncle Louis about this." He quietly whispered to himself.
A/N: Good? Bad? Neither? Both? Review please. My friend decided he wanted me to write chapter 2 and on, but he wrote the first chapter. Evil monkey, Signing out.
A/N: Whenever Mike and Kyle split up, I will be following Mike.
Little Fighter Two:
Julian's Return
Chapter Two
"C'mon, Kyle, let's go check it out!" "I'm right behind ya Bro". They started running towards where they thought they heard the noise. Not five seconds later, somebody screamed. "It's this way, Kyle!" "Mike, I saw something over there!" They both pointed down a different path. "I'll go this way, you go that way, okay?" "Agreed." They both ran off their own way. Mike eventually came up on two Bandits with blood red J's on their shirts. He recognized the marking instantly.
FLASHBACK
"So you beat up a demon all by yourself, Uncle?" "No Mike, some of my friends helped me. I got hurt a few times, but they were by my side to help me get better again. They saved my live a few times too." "Wow. I want to grow up big and strong and be a fighter like you Uncle." "I want you to be careful if you do become a fighter though. If you ever see this symbol, you should stay away from whoever is wearing it. Promise?" He showed Mike a blood red J drawn on a piece of paper "I promise, Uncle. I promise"
END FLASHBACK
Mike hid in a bush, hoping they didn't see him. He could hear them talking. "Why does the boss have us do all the work, he never does any of the robberies himself." "Because we volunteered for this job." "Oh, yeah. Why does he want these things anyway. Whats he gonna do with spring water, and these powders?" "GIVE HIMSELF IMMORTALITY, WHAT ELSE!? AND IF YOU QUESTION HIS POWER OVER YOU AGAIN, HE WILL PROBABLY KILL YOU! SO DO YOUR JOB, AND QUIT WHINING" "I don't wanna die, I'm going home." "You're not going anywhere." Mike could barely see what was happening through the bush's leaves, but he did see one of the bandits fall to the ground in a puddle of blood, with an expression on his face that just gazed into nothingness. "Julian hated him anyway, he wont miss the poor fool when I tell him he was killed by a guard." The bandit laughed and walked off, wiping the blood off his sword as he went. Mike slowly moved away to go find his brother, grabbing the dead bandit's sword as he went. "Man, I got to tell Uncle Louis about this." He quietly whispered to himself.
A/N: Good? Bad? Neither? Both? Review please. My friend decided he wanted me to write chapter 2 and on, but he wrote the first chapter. Evil monkey, Signing out.