Dead or Alive: Alpha
Note: I do not own Dead or Alive or it's characters. This is a purely personal fanfic of my creation. Any new characters introduced in the course of this story are in no way insinuating what Team Ninja may be planning for future Dead or Alive games. Nah. Not so serious. Seriously, just read. You may be surprised at some of the plot twists.
Prologue: Before the Storm
A young man entered the Dead or Alive Tournament headquarters for this year silently. He inhaled and exhaled. It was time.
Every few years a company known as DOATEC held the world famous Dead or Alive fighting tournament. The winner of this tournament would be showered in fame and glory, and it was every fighter's dream to take part. However, the previous Chairman and Founder of DOATEC, Fame Douglas, had insisted on zero media coverage and installed a baffling veil of secrecy that would only announce the name of the winner.
Unfortunately, Fame Douglas was murdered two years ago.
Since then, DOATEC had been holding this tournament annually, but became even more secretive about it's proceedings.
Previously, the only way to qualify for DOA was by invitation, and the pool of fighters became stagnant, with only the occasional fresh blood. However, this year, the DOA committee had held two qualifying tournaments, one in Europe, and the other in Asia, so as to determine the last two slots.
The young man who now silently handed his invitation to the receptionist was the winner of the Europe qualifier. He was only fifteen years old, but something about him made him look more mature.
And more dangerous.
He was given the details of the first round and the name of his opponent, a woman called Tina. She dressed like a slut. He stared at the printout without emotion and left the building, than turned and headed into a back alley, which at the moment, was occupied by a gang of punks beating up a defenseless teenager.
'Why don't you pick on someone your own size?' he remarked as he walked closer to the gang.
A spiky haired man with a nose ring turned around and growled menacingly. 'You have a lot of guts kid, for someone as pathetic looking as you.'
The pathetic kid chuckled. 'At least I don't have a nose which I can hang my keys from.'
The spiky haired punk drew himself to his full height of seven feet, and roared, charging at him, 'When I'm done with you, you will wish that you had never been born, smartass!'
The young man easily sidestepped the blow and crouched down, punching the enraged punk, and driving him into the wall, which cracked. The punk groaned slowly as he sank down into unconsciousness, blood flowing from a head wound.
The rest of the gang, which had been watching, gasped in shock, murmuring about themselves.
'Did you see? He took out Two-Tone!'
'We gotta take revenge.'
'Are you kidding? I'm not going anywhere near that guy.'
'He's just a kid, got lucky. Besides, there's eight of us, and one of him!'
With that, the gang of eight slowly surrounded him, rubbing their fists. Their target just smirked, and with amazing speed, lashed out in a three kick maneuver that took out two of the punks in one blow. He drove his fist into the faces of one of the punks and he collapsed, writhing from the pain.
However, as he was engaged with a orange haired shortass, someone snuck up behind him and raised a hand holding a metal bar, preparing to bring it down...
At that moment, a bald-headed man wearing a bandanna appeared out of nowhere and delivered a blow to the attacker's neck, knocking him out.
The kid finished off the last punk and turned around, regarding the bald-headed man sourly. 'I didn't need your help, Anji.'
Anji snorted and lit a cigarette. 'That piece of ass would have turned you into chop suey if I hadn't been there. Stop being a smartass. It gets you into trouble, Roji.'
Roji turned around. The kid that was being bashed up was gone.'
'Whatever. I still have time before my first match. Maybe I should head back to the hotel.'
Anji put his arm around his shoulder and walked him in the direction of a pub. 'Let's have a drink first.'
'I'm a minor.'
'Whatever. You talk trash like a litigator. Nobody will know the difference.'
'Whatever...' Roji sighed.
In the shadows of a rooftop, a masked ninja watched, and the eyes behind the mask narrowed.
Act 1: Appetizer
Brad Wong sat down in the reclining chair and giggled. Yes. Giggled. 'Looks like we're all together again, one big happy family...' his words slurred as he waved a bottle of wine around.
'Are you drunk, monsieur?' Helena Douglas wrinkled her nose in disgust. Next to her sat Kasumi, a runaway ninja. She glanced around nervously, noting the broken bottles and a suspicious patch of crusted liquid and felt like vomiting.
Helena patted her back reassuringly. 'Relax. This is the nearest place that we can get a drink while waiting for Tina to sort out the hotel manager.' Kasumi nodded, but still looked a little green, which was strange, considering how many assasins she had slayed.
Suddenly, Helena's cell phone rang. She picked it up and listened to an excited Chinese girl chatter on the other line. Finally she snapped the phone shut. 'Good news,' she said. 'We can go to our rooms now!'
'Finally,' Kasumi stood up hastily and followed Helena out the door. On the way out, Helena turned back and looked at Brad as if she was staring at a dog. 'Coming?' she raised an eyebrow.
'Naw. You go on, fancy lady. Mister Bottle and I have some bonding to do. Got to be drunk enough for my first match, you know.'
'I thought you sobered up?' asked a curious Kasumi.
'Hey, what other fighting style do I know except for Zui Ba Xian Qian?' he slurred.
'Suit yourself.' With Kasumi in tow, Helena walked pompously out the door. On the way out, they passed an odd couple, a large hulking man and a teenager. Strangely, the boy seemed familiar.
Anji sat down next to Brad. 'Want a drink?' he asked his young friend. Roji seemed indifferent. 'Just not too alcoholic, or I may too immersed in fairyland before my first match.'
'Always the smartass.' Anji said as he placed his order. Brad turned around after what Roji said made it to his brain.
'You guys DOA Fighters?' he asked, sounding surprisingly sober.
'Yep.' Anji took a long swig of martini. 'Me and my little pal here.'
'Asshole.' Roji punched Anji.
Brad stared at Roji. 'You seem quite young. Eighteen?'
Anji snorted. 'He's fifteen.'
'Yeah, and I still kick your candy ass.' Roji took a swig of Vodka. Curiously, he managed to ignore the burning sensation that came with it.
Brad smiled. 'Feisty, kid. Feisty. So who's your opponent?'
Roji continued to gulp his vodka and said, 'Some bimbo named Tina.'
'I would be careful about her. Has lots of fancy moves.'
Anji snorted. At that moment, Roji glanced out of the window. He saw a party of woman chattering away. A French woman, a pretty Chinese girl, Tina, a Japanese ninja wannabe, whom he vaguely recognized, and an innocent looking German girl. His eyes narrowed as he continued to sip his vodka.
One hour before the first round......
Tina sat with her friends in Starbucks, sipping her latte and trying to remember who the HELL was her opponent.
'Damn,' she groaned as she racked her brains. At that moment, other men were staring at a different kind of rack.
How had she lost the slip? Oh well.
'Yours is an exhibition match, right?' Leifang said matter of factly as she stirred her cappuccino.
'Yeah...' Tina slammed her now empty cup onto the table. 'All I remember is that it was some fifteen year old kid. Oh well. I'll just bash him up.'
'What's wrong, Hitomi?' Leifang rubbed her back, seeing her friend turn pale.
'Nothing...'
'Hey!' Kasumi slapped her hand on the table. 'There was a kid who ran away from my clan a few years back. Said he wanted to compete in this tournament. Name started with ... R? I think so.'
Hitomi put her head into her hands and begin to sob.
'Hey, what's wrong?' Tina asked, concerned about the sudden onslaught of tears.
'It's nothing...' Hitomi wiped away her tears. 'Just that I had a brother...
Who was killed three years ago. He would be fifteen now if he were still alive.'
'Oh my god!' Kasumi clasped her hands over her mouth. 'I'm so sorry! If I had known you had a dead brother, I wouldn't have said all that!'
'No, it's okay.' The pretty German girl stood up, her eyes moist. 'I've got to go now. Helena wanted me to meet her at Prada.'
Hitomi slowly walked away, and leaned against a pillar, reminiscing.
If only... I had been home that day. If only... I hadn't gone out with Ei... No. Hayate.
Three years later, she could still remember the blood as if it were yesterday. She reached into the pocket of her jeans, brought out a worn and crumpled note, and reread it for the millionth time.
She started crying again.
Outside, a masked ninja watched silently.
Interlude
The DOA Characters not in this story and why!
Bass:
Bass has finally realized it is futile to stop his daughter's dreams, and that it's not his place to interfere. He had wanted to come, but was offered a place in the WWE Xtreme Championships, and decided to go there instead. However, he makes up his mind to come for the next tournament.
Bayman:
I dunno. Why should I care? He's probably trying to get enough evidence on DOATEC to bust their ass.
Christie:
She's off on Mission #7.
Gen Fu
His's granddaughter's saved, so he doesn't give a damn about DOA anymore.
Hayabusa
Off saving the world. He'll turn up somewhere onwards.
14 Fighter's! (Including Roji and Anji and a mystery boss.)
Profiles:
Roji ???
Nationality: ??? (Looks Japanese. More descriptions later on.)
Gender: Male
Birthday: January 1
Age: 15
Blood Type: A
Height: 168 cm
Weight: 58 Kg
Fighting Style: ???
Occupations: ???
Likes: Cussing. (Kidding!) ???
Interest: ???
Anji ???
Nationality: Chinese
Gender: Male
Birthday: ???
Age: ???
Blood Type: O
Height: 180 cm
Weight: 76 Kg
Fighting Style: ???
Occupations: ???
Likes: ???
Interest: ???
All the ???'s will be updated in the next few chapters. So please R & R. I will update occasionally and will do so immediately after ten or more reviews.
Next Chapter:
-So what is Roji's style? Will he defeat Tina?
-Who is Roji? Is he a runaway Shinobi?
-Who is the masked ninja?
-How did Hitomi's brother die? (Maybe some insight into her past.)
-Where is Hayabusa?
-What is Anji's relation to Roji?