Ahh... gomen gomen... I haven't updated in such a long time!
"Yoh, why am I fighting anyways?" Ren questioned.
"We all lost some power since we stopped practicing. So we all entered this tournament," Yoh grinned. Manta nudged Yoh's leg and pointed in the direction. Ren was muttering, 'Don't put me in the same group as you slackers.'
"There she is," Manta whispered. Yoh nodded to him without looking. Hei Long was wearing a iron mask that covered her entire face except for her eyes. She wore a navy blue chinese shirt with white and black lacing and matching pants with a gray belt. A led weights tied to her ankles, wrists, and neck that resembled shackles.
"Lets introduce our first competitors. Ervan, from America and a martial artist from the age of 6. Again Antonio, an Italian born in America and a martial artist from the age of 3. Fighters, ready?" The announcer waited for a signal bow. "Begin!"
Days passed slowly, it took forever for it to reach the semi-final round. The fighter with the mask and the Italian, Antonio are the next fighters up. It passed rather quickly despite the size difference and the age difference. There was a sharp straight thrust punch by the masked fighter but turned out to be a fake. The masked fighter dropped to the ground then used his hands to push himself off the ground and kicked Antonio on his neck. Knocking whatever oxygen left in his body. Antonio dropped against the floor struggling to inhale in the air. The judge counted to ten then calling it the masked fighter's win.
"Since this is the final round, between. Tao Ren and our mysterious masked fighter. We will announce would favored fighter. Our masked fighter is, Miao Hei Long. Age 18, a master of close combat and ranged attacks. A favored fighter in all the most recent tournaments. A rumored prodigy of Sui Ming and possibly a relation between the late master of martial arts and our current prodigy of martial arts," The announcer announced. "Please begin with a respectful bow." Ren stumbled back though as the iron mask dropped down revealing the right eye that were the color of a frozen lake, the other the color of a sea.
"S-"
"Yoh! Ren is already freaking out," Manta exclaimed. "This isn't good. Yoh!"
"It's alright, Manta," Yoh reassured watching the led weights fall onto the arena creating large holes.
"Maa, Tao-san, shall we begin?" Hei Long questioned bowing in respect. Her arms lay limp at her side, her head tilted to the left. "Tao-san? Ne, Tao-san!"
"If Tao Ren does not move from his spot in 10 minutes. He is disqualified and the winner will be Miao Hei Long," The announcer replied.
"Ne, Tao-san," Hei Long called standing in front of Ren. His tan skin had a thin layer of sweat. His gold eyes dialating. Hei Long used the back of her hand to touch Ren's forehead. "Mou, I think he might have a fever." Hei Long pulled Ren's face down to face her own. She pressed her cheek against his forehead to check again. "Ne, he does have a fever."
"Ren!" Yoh shouted. Hei Long held the unsteady Ren until Yoh arrived at his side.
"Can we delay this fight? It'll be interesting, considering how well he fought with a fever," Hei Long promised with a light smile before walking off the arena towards the hotel, the fighters were currently resident of. "I have some business to take care of. I'll be back in at least 3 days. That should be enough, ne?"
"H-hai," The announcer mumbled confused
"Ren? Ren?" Yoh murmured. "Are you alright?"
Ren stared at the ceiling, utterly lost and confined in his own mind.
"Yoh, I said this would be a bad idea. You remember how he was when he saw that video," Manta sighed shaking his head. Yoh stood up suddenly walking towards the door. "Yoh?"
"I'm going to find Hei Long. It's been 3 days already, she should be back from where ever she went. Right?" Yoh smiled reassuringly.
"Yea, but its pretty late. Maybe you should wait a while," Manta replied.
"If Miao Hei Long is Sui. She'll probably be on the roof sleeping," Yoh sighed waving back at Manta. "I'll be back soon."
Yoh took lazy steps towards the elevator. He pressed the button to the highest floor, floor 16. A sudden burst of cool air entered the room. Yoh watched as a crimson tear fall onto the ground before him. The elevator came to a halt and the doors creaked open. The moonlight hit a sole figure who was standing close to the railing. The light illuminating their pale skin, stained with thick fresh blood. The figure jumped down seemingly towards death's arms. Yoh charged towards the railing, gripping it hard and looking over it. There was a flash of light in the figure's eyes, freezing Yoh.
"Gomen nasai," Ther person murmured before catching a lower floors balcony railings, lifting themself into the balcony. Yoh, finally able to regain control of his body, took a step back at what fell out of the person's pocket. A hand crafted stainless and handleless blade. Small designs carved into the hard steel. A small phoenix carving where the handle should have been. Yoh looked at it pondering. Yoh ran down the stairs, onto the 7th floor where the figure landed. Remembering the position of the balcony, he began counting the rooms until he reached room 4.
"Hei Long-san?" Yoh knocked lightly on the door. The knife contained in a red silk sash. The door opened revealing the one eyed girl. Shot black hair kept an inch from touching her shoulders. The little scar barely visable in her right pupil.Her pale skin, resembling a old doll. On her arm were several cuts currently being bandaged, her left cheek was bruised, a cut by her forehead, and a large gash in her legs.
"Asakura-san, ne?" She murmured. She opened the door wider. "Come in."
"You were the one on the roof, weren't you?" Yoh questioned in an unusually serious tone while entering the room. Hei Long shut the door gently.
"Yes,"
"You murdered someone," Yoh accused.
"I refuse to lie. I did murder someone,"
"Why?"
"I'm a servant for the syndicate, Phoenix. The Phoenix is connected with every murder that has occured for the past half year. I'm the highest ranking assassin for all syndicates and highest ranked target for enemy syndicates. I will kill anyone who interfers with my master's plans,"
"This tournament,"
"Is to destroy enemy syndicates' top assassins. Unfortunately for your friend, if he loses tomorrow he will be killed. He can either withdraw and run like a dog with his tail between his legs. Or fight me, and challenge death himself,"
end chapter-
Kage: --' I know the whole syndicate thing is stupid :;... but I needed a way to insert at least a bit of fighting into it... I know in the other story, Sui seemed to be like this super Mary-Sue character. So I'm actually going to make her a lot weaker than she was in the first story.
