I'm a little tired right now.. updating 02:52 AM and all… So I wont say much.. just.. "here it is" or something.. so.. Here it is ^_^ R/R
Chapter 24 A Day of Happening
Hwoarang sighed as he leaned against his bike. He moved his goggles from his eyes up to his forehead. What he was looking at was the place where he was supposed to meet his opponent. There seemed to be a quite big crowd. He didn't check if it seemed to be his 'fans' or not. He lit up a cigarette and turned his eye towards the clock that hung on the skyscraper in one of the corners of the square. Ten minutes left. He took his time to observe the surroundings. Why would they set up a fight in such a public place? To show that they could? He shrugged as he stubbed out the cig and then was about to advance to the plate when he saw a black two-door limousine drive up on the street on the other side. A man dressed in black walked out from it and opened the door for a foreign man.
He was dressed in green and yellow clothing. His pants were quite tight and so where the top. Hwoarang frowned. This was his first opponent? Yeah bring all the rich kids to him… He sighed deeply and headed to the middle of the square.
"Eddy Gordo I guess?" Hwoarang asked after the crew had managed to make a way for him through the crowd.
"Correct." The man said and crossed his arms, scanning Hwoarang and judging how good of a fighter he could be. "I heard you were just some street thug. But from the judge of your looks I would say you're a little more than that."
"You dammed right he is!"
"Yeah he's the leader of the biggest gang of Tokyo! Just you try and beat him!"
Some voices screamed from the crowd. Hwoarang looked over and shook his head with a smile creeping on his lips.
"Guys…" He sighed.
"Well… you seem to have the crowd on your side… Now lets see if you can measure up to their thoughts."
And with that comment Hwoarang was ready to smash him into the ground. So Eddy noticed and started to move into his own stance when a light cutting voice interrupted them both.
"WAAAAIIIIT! STOP it Stoooop it!" And suddenly there was a young winded girl between the both of them. "You CAN'T start the fight until an authorized judge appointed and approved by Contest's holder announces the beginning of it." She straightened her back and cleared her throat. "And that would be me."
"You?" They both asked in union.
"What?" she asked and placed her hands on her waist. "I might look young but I sure as hell know how to judge a fight." She rolled her eyes. "Oh men…" She stretched her hand out and received a microphone in it. "And now on to the third last final before the Grande Finale! Eddy Gordo! A man living the good life in wealth and health from Brazil. Against Hwoarang…" And suddenly she seemed to hesitate and leaned over to Hwoarang and whispered. "Hey you, what's your last name?"
"I don't have any." He answered somewhat annoyed.
"What? You sure?"
"Ehm.. yeah quite…"
"Alright…" She shook her head. "Erhm, and Hwoarang a street brawler living Tokyo but has his origin in Korea." She looked at both of the men and frowned and commented to herself. "Geez what a difference."
"Hey Lady! Just start the fight already!" Shouted a voice from the crowd.
"Alright already!" she shouted back and sighed. "LET THE FIGHT BEGIN!"
Eddy didn't waste any time he got down and let his leg sweep the ground, hoping to impact his legs but to no success. He continued the attack with flipping he legs over his body and stood on one hand. Hwoarang backed off and the little he was hit he blocked. He frowned looking at him when he stood up again.
"What the fuck is that all about?"
"It's Capoeira." He said laughing at his reaction.
"It looks more like a sissy dance in my eyes." Hwoarang shrugged.
And Eddy's eyes narrowed at his comment. He put his legs together and jumped up in the air aiming for him, Hwoarang sidestepped and stanced (now that's my new word.. instead of saying "he got into flamingo stance" I'm writing "he stanced into the flamingo." I like it better.. So that's my new word ^_~) into the flamingo and raised his leg above his head to let it drop into Eddy's stomach before he had landed.
From the ground Eddy rolled up to stand on his hand with his legs in split he span quickly against Hwoarang and when he ducked Eddy was just as fast to roll out of the stance and clench his fist to hit him straight in the face. Hwoarang was forced back a few steps but was on him only milliseconds later. He leaped into the air catching Eddy of guard as he jus stood up. He threw a kick towards him, and as that impacted he threw another to hold him in the air and then a last from high to slam him against the ground.
Eddy managed to place his hands on his chest for Hwoarang's last attack so it didn't effect him as much as the Korean wanted. The landing was easy, it is after all one of the first things you learn in any style of fighting. Eddy turned his leg to the other side and swung them up and towards his opponent and Hwoarang got knocked off his feet.
"You're a good fighter… And I guess you have what it takes to even win this. However on my fathers honor I'll kill you if I have to, to advance in this competition."
"Oh well…" Hwoarang stated as he calmly got up on his feet again brushing his clothes nonchalant. "You're not the only one who got reasons."
"Now, now… there's no reason to get wild here…" The referee stepped in. "No casualties is allowed BEFORE the final." She said with a smile and looked harsh at Eddy. "If you try and kill him I'll eliminate your every single chance of ever fighting in any kind of contest again. Capish?" She waited until he nodded slightly and then she stepped back again. "Alright. CONTINUE!"
Slowly Eddy advanced towards Hwoarang. When he was close enough he surprised him with a backflip and sought to unleash a kick towards him. But Of course Hwoarang wasn't so stupid that he would wait for it to happen. A roundhouse and that threat were out of the world. But when Eddy landed he did a slight mistake. He didn't manage to turn his body right and his left shoulder impacted hard on the ground. His shoulder was dislocated.
But he still got up. He held his hand around his shoulder and grinned badly at the pain. Hwoarang just looked at him. This match was already decided. His next attacks were straight from his heart, but the performance was mediocre. Hwoarang sighed and shook his head. To continue this was pointless.
A sequence of five kicks, with eddy blocking none of them, did the trick. The referee put a hand on Hwoarang's chest and nodded for him to step away. She squatted by Eddy's side and confirmed that he was no longer fit to fight.
"The Winner of this match is-"
"I can still fight." Eddy stated as he grabbed the cloth of her jeans.
"Bullshit." She said. "I said I won't allow casualties. Sorry that you got a judge with a heart." She said tilting her head and smiling at him.
* * *
Jin walked slowly with his eyes aimed down on the ground.. What had happened the last few days really? Right now he didn't want to think of it since he knew too well that his conclusion wouldn't be very joyable. And what had he agreed on with Sora really? He stopped for a minute and looked up at the sky as he scratched behind his head. He let his arm relax and fall down and he sighed. Still looking at the mockingly bright sky.
Things were turning out strangely nowadays.
And on top of everything he heard a loud bang and he turned his head towards it to feel a sudden burn over his cheek. On instinct he moved his hand op to it and felt a warm fluid. He held out his hand and saw a line of blood. He raised his head ands saw a slim body disappeared in a streak of purple. His eyes narrowed and he soon took actions.
He realized as he was running that what had happened was that someone had tried to shoot him. Who? He didn't have an idea. Surely there was people who was after him just by the facts that he was a part of the Mishima family. Another could be that someone wanted to eliminate him from the Iron Fist before even the finale had begun. Anyway this someone were out of luck since Jin knew the ways around here. And as the character jumped down from a ladder Jin was already waiting for him/her.
She didn't notice Jin and kept running with a rifle on her back. But Jin reached out hastily and grabbed her wrist. And with a slight smirk he asked.
"Going somewhere?"
She instantly froze. Her body was stiff as she slowly begun to turn around. The slim purple outfit stuck to her body as a second skin, it followed her perfectly. Jin patiently waited for her to turn around fully. He met her hard look. Knowing that she couldn't just slip out of the grip he had around her wrist she stepped up closer to him and raised her left hand to push his head somewhat to the side. She stroked her finger over the running blood.
"I missed." She said with a somewhat dead voice.
Jin's eyes narrowed as he noticed that her metallic green eyes were surrounded by a circle of a red illuminating color. As if the color had own life it seemed to cling on to her eyes.
"Who are you?" Jin demanded. "And why were you trying to kill me?"
"I failed on Kazuya to." She said up in her own thoughts.
"Kazuya? What are you saying? Who sent you?" The blood in Jin's veins was throbbing. Not enough that a woman was trying to kill him, she was speaking about his cursed father to.
"You mustn't live!" She said in a sudden Irish accent.
And with her left hand she reached for the gun in her belt but Jin reacted just as quick and managed knock the gun out of her hand. Though it wasn't that she was after. When Jin was busy checking her left hand she had removed her right from his grip and as swift as the wind she was on the run again.
Jin didn't run after her, when he looked up he knew that it was already too late to chase after her. He sighed and looked down at the gun that was lying on the ground. He studied it for a while and then he figured, if she had held it there must be fingerprints he walked over and squatted by it. Maybe, just maybe she would be registered somewhere. He took it up very carefully, touching it as little as possible.
* * *
Ryuu wasn't the least bit of careful as she stepped into the dock at the harbor. It was deserted and located far away from any public ears or eyes. The only activity that was seen here was the local drunkards stapling by every now and then.
"You don't waste any time do you?"
She heard a familiar voice in front of her. She raised her head and saw the blond boy standing on a couple of wooden boxes. She silently took her time to scan the area calmly, which made the boy nervous.
"Get down from there." She said calmly but still in a hard demanding voice.
"Ha.. Why should I? I might as well-"
And a flying knife that just stroked his throat cut him off. It just barely opened up his skin to let a little blood trickle down. When he met Ryuu's eyes she was as neutral as ever. She was angry, he knew that much about her to recognize this state.
"I said… Get down from there." She repeated.
He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat and slowly started to climb down the boxes. He didn't dare to do anything else then what he was told. He also knew that this might be the end of him. He turned around when he had reached the floor and found Ryuu standing very close to him.
"Did you enjoy it?" She asked tilting her head.
"Eeeh. Enjoy what?" He asked trying to sound innocent.
"Is it joyful to beat up a man and leaving him to die? Of course… I certainly am the wrong person to ask such a question. Cause I love to do that. Especially when it comes to revenge."
"Heh… Revenge is a dish best served cold, isn't it?"
"In fact I go along better with burning heat." She let her eyes scan him from top to toe and a weak smile appeared on her lips. "You can't even stand still. You're shaking. Afraid of me?" She asked raising an eyebrow. "Not so big without your friends are you?"
"We got off the wrong foot here Ryuu… why do-"
"Don't… ever let my name slip out of your mouth. You're to weak to have the privilege of speaking it."
Her hard words and eyes etched him to the box behind him. His back pressed flat against it. The seconds of silence that followed were like a hammer to his head. She smiled cunningly and reached for his right hand. She grabbed it and raised it. He couldn't even hold his fingers still.
"Here… let me help you to be still."
And suddenly he felt a sharp pain throbbing from his right hand and paralyzing his arm. From a clear throat he shouted with full capacity of his lungs. She had drawn another knife and pierced right through his right hand. The blood was trickling down along his arm and Ryuu smiled.
"Who would have known you're such a screamer… I guess it's a quality that every coward has."
"For fuck sake Ryuu!"
And quick she let her fist fly across his cheek.
"Didn't I tell you to not let that name slip out of your mouth?" She tilted her head as she looked at him.
He closed his eyes and shook his head to gather himself. He spat out the blood that was gathering in his mouth.
"You're fucking crazy." He managed to murmur.
"Hmm you might be right about that." She said as she got a grip around his jaw and moved his head up. She smiled vaguely at him. "A poor little fool… Aren't you? To die alone is a sad thing…" She whispered.
"Lucky thing that's not the case then." He smiled cunningly.
Ryuu turned around hastily and quickly noticed that something green was coming against her. However she was quick enough to catch it. She didn't look at it at first but turned her eyes up towards the higher stacking of rubbish. On top of everything she saw whom she expected to see.
"Lucielle…" She stated. "You're so predictable."
"Oh I am?" She smiled. "Well, I still win this round."
Ryuu's eyes narrowed as she looked down her arm. The sphere she had caught had started to move. It was like tentacles wriggling up her arm. She felt how the tips of it sought into her skin and onto her back. Creating a whole web within her body cramping up her muscles. And the exterior curled around her joints.
'What the hell is she doing with a websphere?' She thought silently. "Who gave you this?" She asked still acting calm.
"Oh you're about to meet him." She said while jumping down. She walked up to her slowly. "Hmm. I never knew it would have such effect." She said when she reached her and started to circle around her. "You can't even move. What a chance for me here… Erasing the competition…"
"For what?" She asked darkly.
"Since you came along my life has been hell. First you took away what friendship I had built up with Talon. You took him from me and completely turned him against me."
"I can't help that his taste is so good enough to choose me before you." Ryuu mocked her.
"You bitch!" She shouted and puncher her over the face.
"Hah." Ryuu just smiled. "You claim to be a woman… But you hit like a sissy."
"I swear if you ever get out of were you're going… I'm going to kill you." And she took up a cell-phone from her pocket and pressed a few buttons to hear the tone. She smiled lightly and looked over at Tev. "Nice job with the boy though. He ought to have learned his lesson by now." Someone answered in the other end of the phone and she stated sharply. "My mission is complete."
She slipped the phone down her pocket again and looked up at Ryuu again. She was quite amazed by Ryuu's actions. She didn't even wince at anything. Not a hint of anything she could see in her face. It seemed that the more pissed off she got the calmer she was.
Soon there were soldiers storming the place, almost filling the area. A car stopped outside and an old man stepped out -Heihachi. As he stepped into the building the soldiers moved out of his way. He spotted Ryuu and a smile crept upon his lips.
"Ryuu… It seems like we are destined to meet like this. Although it was much easier the first time…"
"I have no intention on ever making it easy for you, Heihachi." She said looking straightly into his eyes.
"I'm sure you don't." He looked over at some guards and waved them in. "Take her."
Soldiers moved up to take away a frozen Ryuu. Heihachi slightly followed them walking away with a grin on his face. The look on his face almost made Lucielle regret her actions. She had sold her out, even if it was her rival it was a weak thing to do. Heihachi turned his face to her.
"You'll get what was promised you. Never try and contact me again. Ever." And he turned around to walk away.
* * *
Hwoarang just looked at them with crossed arms. The referee looked at him a little nervous. He was stronger than she'd thought he was, she had even guessed that Eddy was the one who would be the last one standing. Hwoarang looked over at her and she jumped a little when she met his eyes.
"I believe this is the time when the referee announces the winner of the fight…" He raised his eyebrow waiting on her to act.
"Well uhm…" And then she snapped back to her old self again. "Hey! Who are you to tell me my job! You arrogant punk!"
"Punk?" He frowned at her.
"And don't you even think to lay a hand on me! I'll disqualify you right away."
"I didn't even make a move to touch you!" He stretched out his hand in a gesture of wondering what the hell she was up to.
"Oh you never know with guys like you! But alright." She nodded. "You won it fair and square… I guess." So she brought up the mike to her mouth again and announced. "The winner is… Hwoarang!"
"Finally." He sighed.
He listened to the cheering crowd. It always gave him a small rush to be able to look at people as if it was from a pedestal. They were cheering for him and no one else. A smile crept upon his lips when he turned around to walk away.
"Hey…"
He heard the voice of the defeated man and halfway turned towards him. He grabbed his dislocated shoulder and forced himself up on his legs. Two members of the crew were quickly there to help him.
"Don't you dare walk away and loose this now… I don't want to go home and have been beaten by a looser…"
Hwoarang smiled as he turned around and started walking.
"I never do anything halfway and quit."
And he kept walking, His first match and he had managed quite well. But it got him thinking though. This fighter… Eddy Gordo… he wasn't bad. Not at all. Probably a master of the art he was practicing. And what was he thinking of then? The other fighters. Who were they? What were their techniques? And… what were their wishes he had to shatter to succeed himself?
This mans… this Eddy's reason… his reason wasn't so far from his own. Revenge… everybody seeks revenge in some way. And it is the perfect fuel for fighting.
On the other side of the street four eyes were watching Hwoarang walk away closely. One pair of bright blue and one pair of the typical Japanese brown color. Heihachi moved his head towards Sora and looked at her as she kept watching the Korean walk away.
"It's not hard to see that you have a special connection with this man. I realized that I couldn't forbid you to see him so I'm going to take advantage of that band between you."
"In what way?" She asked not willing to meet his eyes.
"He's been quite a trouble for me and still is. Find out the location of his headquarters if such a thing exist. Also report every place you visit where he has friends."
"Why would I do that?" She blinked and her eyes remained the same.
"Because I say so. And don't let such a pitiful thing as your honors get in the way. Your mother didn't seem to know of the word. Don't you want to follow her footsteps?"
*Smack*
And Heihachi held Sora's clenched fist in his hand. At his words she had clenched her hand and aimed for his head. But he caught it. Definitely faster than she thought he'd be. He tightened his grip around her hand to the point when he could feel a small twitch of pain from it.
"Don't disappoint me, infant."
Her eyes narrowed and he let go of her hand. The door leading out of the building they had been in slid open and she turned towards the walking Korean. She took a first step out on the asphalt and a whiff of the wind hit her face and with it's soft touch caressed her hair to rest on her back.
She felt the coldness of a single tear making it's way down her cheek. Quickly she wiped it away with the back of her hand. She never wanted this. She never asked of this. Her hand slipped into the pocket of her jacket and something touched her fingers. She suddenly stopped and took it up. What she held between her fingers was her fathers ribbon.
~FlashBack~
A little girl was sitting in the lap of a man. Sora in the lap of Baek as a young girl. Her hair was the same bright blonde and her eyes shone in crystal blue. She reached for the ribbon around Baek's forehead and it loosened and fell into her hands.
"Didn't grandpa give you this?" She asked waving it back and forth.
"Yes he did." He said as he patted her head.
"What does it say?" She asked as she stopped waving it and stroked the Korean signs with the tip of her fingers.
"It's my name." He said and took the ribbon from her hands and held it up. "When you have accomplished something you've worked really hard for… You'll get one yourself. But with -your- name on it, little Ha Neal." (Ha Neal is the Korean name for Sky as well as Sora is the Japanese.)
"Really I will?" She asked in excitement and looked at her father who nodded. "Then I'm gonna Master Tae Kwon Do! Just like you did!"
"You do that." He laughed and tied it around his head again.
~End Flashback~
She blinked slowly. She never got that ribbon of her own. She sighed and tied the ribbon around her wrist. Never was the time she could forget what happened. She raised her head and looked at Hwoarang's back. She ogled back at Heihachi only to see his determined face. She looked straight ahead and presumed her 'mission'. She speeded up her steps since Hwoarang was already close to his motorcycle.
She managed to reach him just in time. He hadn't noticed her being there yet. She raised her hand to place it in his back when someone else stopped her.
"And you are?" A man by her side asked calmly.
Hwoarang turned around and saw the man holding Sora. He cracked a smile and relaxed. The man was dressed in midnight blue clothes his skin was well suntanned. His blue eyes looked at her closely as he held her hand tight.
"It's alright Eric. She's a friend."
"Alright." He said in a considerate voice and let her got slowly. Then he turned to Hwoarang. "Talon, there is a situation." He said looking at him and telling with his eyes that it was not for a stranger's eyes to hear.
"Tell me, don't mind her." He said awaiting his words.
"I don't speak in front of women." He said calm and silent.
"Nonsense. You'll accept her as you accepted Ryuu."
Eric looked at him in silence for a while, not a glimpse did he lay on Sora. She just stayed put and waited. This other man was a tall man. Taller than the Brazilian man Hwoarang just had been fighting.
"I never accepted her." He said in the same voice. "Will you talk to me in private or do I go away?"
Hwoarang sighed silently and followed him away from Sora. She stayed and waited. She watched them talk and the looks and movements that were exchanged. She didn't get out more of it than that something had happened. Before they walked different path the nodded at each other. While Hwoarang turned towards Sora again the other man walked away.
"Who's that?" She asked watching the path were he disappeared.
"Ah," He sighed while he mounted the bike again. "Eric lives in the good quarters. Once every now and then he drops by to give me some hints on where they are going to get drunk so we can swindle them. He also keep track on my richer, and more dangerous, enemies."
"And that was about?" She looked over at him and waited his answer.
"No can tell." He smiled. "Besides… you didn't seek me up to learn more about my way of working now did you?" He smirked.
"True…" She shrugged then smiled. "But you know… It's quite fascinating to hear how it's able to pull together such an underground movement."
"No, no, no… There you're wrong." He said firmly and turned more or less towards her. "I don't do this because I want to screw up for some big companies. And not for the money. It's just fun."
"Wait a minute… You live on the street… beat people up… You don't know were you'll be sleeping at the end of the day, you screw people for money. All.. because it's … fun?" She raised her eyebrow doubtfully.
"Yup, and," He said and patted on the seat behind him, meaning for her to get on. "it attracts the ladies."
She looked at him as if he was a hopeless case and seated herself behind him.
AN: I know.. I forgot about Eddy's whole background… so sue me for not changing it… Having one test a week.. a lazy person as I.. psssh… I oughta get sick for a week or sumthin'…
Chapter 24 A Day of Happening
Hwoarang sighed as he leaned against his bike. He moved his goggles from his eyes up to his forehead. What he was looking at was the place where he was supposed to meet his opponent. There seemed to be a quite big crowd. He didn't check if it seemed to be his 'fans' or not. He lit up a cigarette and turned his eye towards the clock that hung on the skyscraper in one of the corners of the square. Ten minutes left. He took his time to observe the surroundings. Why would they set up a fight in such a public place? To show that they could? He shrugged as he stubbed out the cig and then was about to advance to the plate when he saw a black two-door limousine drive up on the street on the other side. A man dressed in black walked out from it and opened the door for a foreign man.
He was dressed in green and yellow clothing. His pants were quite tight and so where the top. Hwoarang frowned. This was his first opponent? Yeah bring all the rich kids to him… He sighed deeply and headed to the middle of the square.
"Eddy Gordo I guess?" Hwoarang asked after the crew had managed to make a way for him through the crowd.
"Correct." The man said and crossed his arms, scanning Hwoarang and judging how good of a fighter he could be. "I heard you were just some street thug. But from the judge of your looks I would say you're a little more than that."
"You dammed right he is!"
"Yeah he's the leader of the biggest gang of Tokyo! Just you try and beat him!"
Some voices screamed from the crowd. Hwoarang looked over and shook his head with a smile creeping on his lips.
"Guys…" He sighed.
"Well… you seem to have the crowd on your side… Now lets see if you can measure up to their thoughts."
And with that comment Hwoarang was ready to smash him into the ground. So Eddy noticed and started to move into his own stance when a light cutting voice interrupted them both.
"WAAAAIIIIT! STOP it Stoooop it!" And suddenly there was a young winded girl between the both of them. "You CAN'T start the fight until an authorized judge appointed and approved by Contest's holder announces the beginning of it." She straightened her back and cleared her throat. "And that would be me."
"You?" They both asked in union.
"What?" she asked and placed her hands on her waist. "I might look young but I sure as hell know how to judge a fight." She rolled her eyes. "Oh men…" She stretched her hand out and received a microphone in it. "And now on to the third last final before the Grande Finale! Eddy Gordo! A man living the good life in wealth and health from Brazil. Against Hwoarang…" And suddenly she seemed to hesitate and leaned over to Hwoarang and whispered. "Hey you, what's your last name?"
"I don't have any." He answered somewhat annoyed.
"What? You sure?"
"Ehm.. yeah quite…"
"Alright…" She shook her head. "Erhm, and Hwoarang a street brawler living Tokyo but has his origin in Korea." She looked at both of the men and frowned and commented to herself. "Geez what a difference."
"Hey Lady! Just start the fight already!" Shouted a voice from the crowd.
"Alright already!" she shouted back and sighed. "LET THE FIGHT BEGIN!"
Eddy didn't waste any time he got down and let his leg sweep the ground, hoping to impact his legs but to no success. He continued the attack with flipping he legs over his body and stood on one hand. Hwoarang backed off and the little he was hit he blocked. He frowned looking at him when he stood up again.
"What the fuck is that all about?"
"It's Capoeira." He said laughing at his reaction.
"It looks more like a sissy dance in my eyes." Hwoarang shrugged.
And Eddy's eyes narrowed at his comment. He put his legs together and jumped up in the air aiming for him, Hwoarang sidestepped and stanced (now that's my new word.. instead of saying "he got into flamingo stance" I'm writing "he stanced into the flamingo." I like it better.. So that's my new word ^_~) into the flamingo and raised his leg above his head to let it drop into Eddy's stomach before he had landed.
From the ground Eddy rolled up to stand on his hand with his legs in split he span quickly against Hwoarang and when he ducked Eddy was just as fast to roll out of the stance and clench his fist to hit him straight in the face. Hwoarang was forced back a few steps but was on him only milliseconds later. He leaped into the air catching Eddy of guard as he jus stood up. He threw a kick towards him, and as that impacted he threw another to hold him in the air and then a last from high to slam him against the ground.
Eddy managed to place his hands on his chest for Hwoarang's last attack so it didn't effect him as much as the Korean wanted. The landing was easy, it is after all one of the first things you learn in any style of fighting. Eddy turned his leg to the other side and swung them up and towards his opponent and Hwoarang got knocked off his feet.
"You're a good fighter… And I guess you have what it takes to even win this. However on my fathers honor I'll kill you if I have to, to advance in this competition."
"Oh well…" Hwoarang stated as he calmly got up on his feet again brushing his clothes nonchalant. "You're not the only one who got reasons."
"Now, now… there's no reason to get wild here…" The referee stepped in. "No casualties is allowed BEFORE the final." She said with a smile and looked harsh at Eddy. "If you try and kill him I'll eliminate your every single chance of ever fighting in any kind of contest again. Capish?" She waited until he nodded slightly and then she stepped back again. "Alright. CONTINUE!"
Slowly Eddy advanced towards Hwoarang. When he was close enough he surprised him with a backflip and sought to unleash a kick towards him. But Of course Hwoarang wasn't so stupid that he would wait for it to happen. A roundhouse and that threat were out of the world. But when Eddy landed he did a slight mistake. He didn't manage to turn his body right and his left shoulder impacted hard on the ground. His shoulder was dislocated.
But he still got up. He held his hand around his shoulder and grinned badly at the pain. Hwoarang just looked at him. This match was already decided. His next attacks were straight from his heart, but the performance was mediocre. Hwoarang sighed and shook his head. To continue this was pointless.
A sequence of five kicks, with eddy blocking none of them, did the trick. The referee put a hand on Hwoarang's chest and nodded for him to step away. She squatted by Eddy's side and confirmed that he was no longer fit to fight.
"The Winner of this match is-"
"I can still fight." Eddy stated as he grabbed the cloth of her jeans.
"Bullshit." She said. "I said I won't allow casualties. Sorry that you got a judge with a heart." She said tilting her head and smiling at him.
* * *
Jin walked slowly with his eyes aimed down on the ground.. What had happened the last few days really? Right now he didn't want to think of it since he knew too well that his conclusion wouldn't be very joyable. And what had he agreed on with Sora really? He stopped for a minute and looked up at the sky as he scratched behind his head. He let his arm relax and fall down and he sighed. Still looking at the mockingly bright sky.
Things were turning out strangely nowadays.
And on top of everything he heard a loud bang and he turned his head towards it to feel a sudden burn over his cheek. On instinct he moved his hand op to it and felt a warm fluid. He held out his hand and saw a line of blood. He raised his head ands saw a slim body disappeared in a streak of purple. His eyes narrowed and he soon took actions.
He realized as he was running that what had happened was that someone had tried to shoot him. Who? He didn't have an idea. Surely there was people who was after him just by the facts that he was a part of the Mishima family. Another could be that someone wanted to eliminate him from the Iron Fist before even the finale had begun. Anyway this someone were out of luck since Jin knew the ways around here. And as the character jumped down from a ladder Jin was already waiting for him/her.
She didn't notice Jin and kept running with a rifle on her back. But Jin reached out hastily and grabbed her wrist. And with a slight smirk he asked.
"Going somewhere?"
She instantly froze. Her body was stiff as she slowly begun to turn around. The slim purple outfit stuck to her body as a second skin, it followed her perfectly. Jin patiently waited for her to turn around fully. He met her hard look. Knowing that she couldn't just slip out of the grip he had around her wrist she stepped up closer to him and raised her left hand to push his head somewhat to the side. She stroked her finger over the running blood.
"I missed." She said with a somewhat dead voice.
Jin's eyes narrowed as he noticed that her metallic green eyes were surrounded by a circle of a red illuminating color. As if the color had own life it seemed to cling on to her eyes.
"Who are you?" Jin demanded. "And why were you trying to kill me?"
"I failed on Kazuya to." She said up in her own thoughts.
"Kazuya? What are you saying? Who sent you?" The blood in Jin's veins was throbbing. Not enough that a woman was trying to kill him, she was speaking about his cursed father to.
"You mustn't live!" She said in a sudden Irish accent.
And with her left hand she reached for the gun in her belt but Jin reacted just as quick and managed knock the gun out of her hand. Though it wasn't that she was after. When Jin was busy checking her left hand she had removed her right from his grip and as swift as the wind she was on the run again.
Jin didn't run after her, when he looked up he knew that it was already too late to chase after her. He sighed and looked down at the gun that was lying on the ground. He studied it for a while and then he figured, if she had held it there must be fingerprints he walked over and squatted by it. Maybe, just maybe she would be registered somewhere. He took it up very carefully, touching it as little as possible.
* * *
Ryuu wasn't the least bit of careful as she stepped into the dock at the harbor. It was deserted and located far away from any public ears or eyes. The only activity that was seen here was the local drunkards stapling by every now and then.
"You don't waste any time do you?"
She heard a familiar voice in front of her. She raised her head and saw the blond boy standing on a couple of wooden boxes. She silently took her time to scan the area calmly, which made the boy nervous.
"Get down from there." She said calmly but still in a hard demanding voice.
"Ha.. Why should I? I might as well-"
And a flying knife that just stroked his throat cut him off. It just barely opened up his skin to let a little blood trickle down. When he met Ryuu's eyes she was as neutral as ever. She was angry, he knew that much about her to recognize this state.
"I said… Get down from there." She repeated.
He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat and slowly started to climb down the boxes. He didn't dare to do anything else then what he was told. He also knew that this might be the end of him. He turned around when he had reached the floor and found Ryuu standing very close to him.
"Did you enjoy it?" She asked tilting her head.
"Eeeh. Enjoy what?" He asked trying to sound innocent.
"Is it joyful to beat up a man and leaving him to die? Of course… I certainly am the wrong person to ask such a question. Cause I love to do that. Especially when it comes to revenge."
"Heh… Revenge is a dish best served cold, isn't it?"
"In fact I go along better with burning heat." She let her eyes scan him from top to toe and a weak smile appeared on her lips. "You can't even stand still. You're shaking. Afraid of me?" She asked raising an eyebrow. "Not so big without your friends are you?"
"We got off the wrong foot here Ryuu… why do-"
"Don't… ever let my name slip out of your mouth. You're to weak to have the privilege of speaking it."
Her hard words and eyes etched him to the box behind him. His back pressed flat against it. The seconds of silence that followed were like a hammer to his head. She smiled cunningly and reached for his right hand. She grabbed it and raised it. He couldn't even hold his fingers still.
"Here… let me help you to be still."
And suddenly he felt a sharp pain throbbing from his right hand and paralyzing his arm. From a clear throat he shouted with full capacity of his lungs. She had drawn another knife and pierced right through his right hand. The blood was trickling down along his arm and Ryuu smiled.
"Who would have known you're such a screamer… I guess it's a quality that every coward has."
"For fuck sake Ryuu!"
And quick she let her fist fly across his cheek.
"Didn't I tell you to not let that name slip out of your mouth?" She tilted her head as she looked at him.
He closed his eyes and shook his head to gather himself. He spat out the blood that was gathering in his mouth.
"You're fucking crazy." He managed to murmur.
"Hmm you might be right about that." She said as she got a grip around his jaw and moved his head up. She smiled vaguely at him. "A poor little fool… Aren't you? To die alone is a sad thing…" She whispered.
"Lucky thing that's not the case then." He smiled cunningly.
Ryuu turned around hastily and quickly noticed that something green was coming against her. However she was quick enough to catch it. She didn't look at it at first but turned her eyes up towards the higher stacking of rubbish. On top of everything she saw whom she expected to see.
"Lucielle…" She stated. "You're so predictable."
"Oh I am?" She smiled. "Well, I still win this round."
Ryuu's eyes narrowed as she looked down her arm. The sphere she had caught had started to move. It was like tentacles wriggling up her arm. She felt how the tips of it sought into her skin and onto her back. Creating a whole web within her body cramping up her muscles. And the exterior curled around her joints.
'What the hell is she doing with a websphere?' She thought silently. "Who gave you this?" She asked still acting calm.
"Oh you're about to meet him." She said while jumping down. She walked up to her slowly. "Hmm. I never knew it would have such effect." She said when she reached her and started to circle around her. "You can't even move. What a chance for me here… Erasing the competition…"
"For what?" She asked darkly.
"Since you came along my life has been hell. First you took away what friendship I had built up with Talon. You took him from me and completely turned him against me."
"I can't help that his taste is so good enough to choose me before you." Ryuu mocked her.
"You bitch!" She shouted and puncher her over the face.
"Hah." Ryuu just smiled. "You claim to be a woman… But you hit like a sissy."
"I swear if you ever get out of were you're going… I'm going to kill you." And she took up a cell-phone from her pocket and pressed a few buttons to hear the tone. She smiled lightly and looked over at Tev. "Nice job with the boy though. He ought to have learned his lesson by now." Someone answered in the other end of the phone and she stated sharply. "My mission is complete."
She slipped the phone down her pocket again and looked up at Ryuu again. She was quite amazed by Ryuu's actions. She didn't even wince at anything. Not a hint of anything she could see in her face. It seemed that the more pissed off she got the calmer she was.
Soon there were soldiers storming the place, almost filling the area. A car stopped outside and an old man stepped out -Heihachi. As he stepped into the building the soldiers moved out of his way. He spotted Ryuu and a smile crept upon his lips.
"Ryuu… It seems like we are destined to meet like this. Although it was much easier the first time…"
"I have no intention on ever making it easy for you, Heihachi." She said looking straightly into his eyes.
"I'm sure you don't." He looked over at some guards and waved them in. "Take her."
Soldiers moved up to take away a frozen Ryuu. Heihachi slightly followed them walking away with a grin on his face. The look on his face almost made Lucielle regret her actions. She had sold her out, even if it was her rival it was a weak thing to do. Heihachi turned his face to her.
"You'll get what was promised you. Never try and contact me again. Ever." And he turned around to walk away.
* * *
Hwoarang just looked at them with crossed arms. The referee looked at him a little nervous. He was stronger than she'd thought he was, she had even guessed that Eddy was the one who would be the last one standing. Hwoarang looked over at her and she jumped a little when she met his eyes.
"I believe this is the time when the referee announces the winner of the fight…" He raised his eyebrow waiting on her to act.
"Well uhm…" And then she snapped back to her old self again. "Hey! Who are you to tell me my job! You arrogant punk!"
"Punk?" He frowned at her.
"And don't you even think to lay a hand on me! I'll disqualify you right away."
"I didn't even make a move to touch you!" He stretched out his hand in a gesture of wondering what the hell she was up to.
"Oh you never know with guys like you! But alright." She nodded. "You won it fair and square… I guess." So she brought up the mike to her mouth again and announced. "The winner is… Hwoarang!"
"Finally." He sighed.
He listened to the cheering crowd. It always gave him a small rush to be able to look at people as if it was from a pedestal. They were cheering for him and no one else. A smile crept upon his lips when he turned around to walk away.
"Hey…"
He heard the voice of the defeated man and halfway turned towards him. He grabbed his dislocated shoulder and forced himself up on his legs. Two members of the crew were quickly there to help him.
"Don't you dare walk away and loose this now… I don't want to go home and have been beaten by a looser…"
Hwoarang smiled as he turned around and started walking.
"I never do anything halfway and quit."
And he kept walking, His first match and he had managed quite well. But it got him thinking though. This fighter… Eddy Gordo… he wasn't bad. Not at all. Probably a master of the art he was practicing. And what was he thinking of then? The other fighters. Who were they? What were their techniques? And… what were their wishes he had to shatter to succeed himself?
This mans… this Eddy's reason… his reason wasn't so far from his own. Revenge… everybody seeks revenge in some way. And it is the perfect fuel for fighting.
On the other side of the street four eyes were watching Hwoarang walk away closely. One pair of bright blue and one pair of the typical Japanese brown color. Heihachi moved his head towards Sora and looked at her as she kept watching the Korean walk away.
"It's not hard to see that you have a special connection with this man. I realized that I couldn't forbid you to see him so I'm going to take advantage of that band between you."
"In what way?" She asked not willing to meet his eyes.
"He's been quite a trouble for me and still is. Find out the location of his headquarters if such a thing exist. Also report every place you visit where he has friends."
"Why would I do that?" She blinked and her eyes remained the same.
"Because I say so. And don't let such a pitiful thing as your honors get in the way. Your mother didn't seem to know of the word. Don't you want to follow her footsteps?"
*Smack*
And Heihachi held Sora's clenched fist in his hand. At his words she had clenched her hand and aimed for his head. But he caught it. Definitely faster than she thought he'd be. He tightened his grip around her hand to the point when he could feel a small twitch of pain from it.
"Don't disappoint me, infant."
Her eyes narrowed and he let go of her hand. The door leading out of the building they had been in slid open and she turned towards the walking Korean. She took a first step out on the asphalt and a whiff of the wind hit her face and with it's soft touch caressed her hair to rest on her back.
She felt the coldness of a single tear making it's way down her cheek. Quickly she wiped it away with the back of her hand. She never wanted this. She never asked of this. Her hand slipped into the pocket of her jacket and something touched her fingers. She suddenly stopped and took it up. What she held between her fingers was her fathers ribbon.
~FlashBack~
A little girl was sitting in the lap of a man. Sora in the lap of Baek as a young girl. Her hair was the same bright blonde and her eyes shone in crystal blue. She reached for the ribbon around Baek's forehead and it loosened and fell into her hands.
"Didn't grandpa give you this?" She asked waving it back and forth.
"Yes he did." He said as he patted her head.
"What does it say?" She asked as she stopped waving it and stroked the Korean signs with the tip of her fingers.
"It's my name." He said and took the ribbon from her hands and held it up. "When you have accomplished something you've worked really hard for… You'll get one yourself. But with -your- name on it, little Ha Neal." (Ha Neal is the Korean name for Sky as well as Sora is the Japanese.)
"Really I will?" She asked in excitement and looked at her father who nodded. "Then I'm gonna Master Tae Kwon Do! Just like you did!"
"You do that." He laughed and tied it around his head again.
~End Flashback~
She blinked slowly. She never got that ribbon of her own. She sighed and tied the ribbon around her wrist. Never was the time she could forget what happened. She raised her head and looked at Hwoarang's back. She ogled back at Heihachi only to see his determined face. She looked straight ahead and presumed her 'mission'. She speeded up her steps since Hwoarang was already close to his motorcycle.
She managed to reach him just in time. He hadn't noticed her being there yet. She raised her hand to place it in his back when someone else stopped her.
"And you are?" A man by her side asked calmly.
Hwoarang turned around and saw the man holding Sora. He cracked a smile and relaxed. The man was dressed in midnight blue clothes his skin was well suntanned. His blue eyes looked at her closely as he held her hand tight.
"It's alright Eric. She's a friend."
"Alright." He said in a considerate voice and let her got slowly. Then he turned to Hwoarang. "Talon, there is a situation." He said looking at him and telling with his eyes that it was not for a stranger's eyes to hear.
"Tell me, don't mind her." He said awaiting his words.
"I don't speak in front of women." He said calm and silent.
"Nonsense. You'll accept her as you accepted Ryuu."
Eric looked at him in silence for a while, not a glimpse did he lay on Sora. She just stayed put and waited. This other man was a tall man. Taller than the Brazilian man Hwoarang just had been fighting.
"I never accepted her." He said in the same voice. "Will you talk to me in private or do I go away?"
Hwoarang sighed silently and followed him away from Sora. She stayed and waited. She watched them talk and the looks and movements that were exchanged. She didn't get out more of it than that something had happened. Before they walked different path the nodded at each other. While Hwoarang turned towards Sora again the other man walked away.
"Who's that?" She asked watching the path were he disappeared.
"Ah," He sighed while he mounted the bike again. "Eric lives in the good quarters. Once every now and then he drops by to give me some hints on where they are going to get drunk so we can swindle them. He also keep track on my richer, and more dangerous, enemies."
"And that was about?" She looked over at him and waited his answer.
"No can tell." He smiled. "Besides… you didn't seek me up to learn more about my way of working now did you?" He smirked.
"True…" She shrugged then smiled. "But you know… It's quite fascinating to hear how it's able to pull together such an underground movement."
"No, no, no… There you're wrong." He said firmly and turned more or less towards her. "I don't do this because I want to screw up for some big companies. And not for the money. It's just fun."
"Wait a minute… You live on the street… beat people up… You don't know were you'll be sleeping at the end of the day, you screw people for money. All.. because it's … fun?" She raised her eyebrow doubtfully.
"Yup, and," He said and patted on the seat behind him, meaning for her to get on. "it attracts the ladies."
She looked at him as if he was a hopeless case and seated herself behind him.
AN: I know.. I forgot about Eddy's whole background… so sue me for not changing it… Having one test a week.. a lazy person as I.. psssh… I oughta get sick for a week or sumthin'…