AN- Well, I have to admit, after dumping my heart out into the last chapter and getting no reviews, I was a little hesitant to keep going. But I decided screw it. After all, I have lots of big plans, and things are just getting interesting, so I will forge on. Please, people. Now moreso than ever, I am putting a lot of myself into this. I want to know if you guys are enjoying where I am taking this story. So please, review, and don't forget the brother story, "Breaking Chains". Poor Bryan needs reviews, and if you aren't reading his side of things, you will be missing crucial plot. Anyhow, hope you enjoy the show.

Klyde had spent the entire morning talking to the people of Manaus, a ton in Brazil that was bordering the Amazon river. After asking everyone he had seen if they knew the whereabouts of a man in pink, he had finally gotten a lead. Apparently, the man had went off towards an area of immense vegetation on the river bank several miles west of town. The rest of the day had found Klyde walking along the river banks, constantly on the look out for Dan.

I can't wait to see him again! I wonder if he will remember me?

The thought of seeing his childhood friend again spurred him on, and he picked up speed as he ran faster down the river. After fifteen minutes, he saw an area up ahead where the river took a sharp turn. The flowing water disappeared in a jungle, and Klyde smiled as he realized that was what the villagers had been talking about.

The rest of the day was much harder than the beginning. There was nowhere for Klyde to get his footing, and he had to blaze the trail himself. Everywhere he turned, he caught himself on sharp spines, or his foot stumbled on extremely large vines. "Ah crap!" he exclaimed as he swatted away another swarm of flies. "I don't see how Dan could stand this stuff. I really hope this isn't a wild goose chase…"

Despite all of the hardships, Klyde kept his eye out for any signs of pink. The color would most certainly stand out in the maze of green and brown. Finally, Klyde came to a clearing. He stumbled out, broken bits of branch and vine sticking to him all over. He landed on the ground and groaned. "At least I can stop for a second…." No sooner had he said that when a large bug crawled up his pants. He screamed and shook his leg, dislodging the scary bug. He jumped up and let out a big sigh. He threw his head back to stretch out his neck, and he finally realized the immense beauty that was surrounding him. The sky was blocked out by trees, but in one or two places, light managed to break through, and where it did, it made an amazing spectacle. It almost appeared that there were pillars of light shining through. There was an eerie quiet that helped to heighten the feeling of serenity, contrary to Klyde's stressed out mood. Despite his discomfort, he couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by loud crashing noises. Klyde turned towards the sound, and much further in the distance, he saw a strange green monster like creature running through the overgrowing jungle like it was his playground. But the creature wasn't what caught Klyde's attention. Just behind him, managing to keep pace with the green creature, was a man in a pink gi, conversing with him as if this was a normal, everyday thing. Klyde's eyes lit up, and he ran to the edge of the clearing, hoping to get a sample of what the passing two were talking about.

Behind him, there was a loud sound as someone landed from a high perch. A scream of "poacher!" rang through the air. Klyde slowly turned around, worried about what he would find waiting for him. What met him was anything but what he expected. A boy no older than him faced him, with a angry expression and clenched fists He was a wiry looking young man with a mop of black hair all over his head, he looked like a normal 'street fighter' i.e he had a cocky smirk and didnt look fantastically strong. But his bearing gave him a look of some skill..

"Is there a reason you were stalking Blanka-sensi?"

"Who?"

The boy stamped his foot. "Don't play dumb! You were chasing my master! Just because he's not human doesn't mean you can treat him like he isn't alive! I've had it with you heartless bastards!"

"Oh! You mean the green dude! No, I'm not stalking him! Honest!" Klyde threw up his hands. "I'm here to find the man in the pink gi!"

The boy raised an eyebrow. "You mean that Dan guy? So you're in cahoots with him?! I knew that guy was bad news! I don't know why sensei trusts him! Well, I'm not waiting around any longer! I'm gonna take you out!"

The boy jumped back wards and rolled into a ball. He bounced off of the ground and shot forward, spinning faster and faster, putting Klyde in mind of a cannonball. Before he could react, the boy found his mark on Klyde's chest, knocking him flat on his ass. Klyde stood up, and rubbed the spot where his opponent had struck him. "Whoa! What the hell do you call that?"

" It's my rolling attack!"

"Oh. Well, that's an interesting technique. Where did you pick that up?"

Adam flashed a small grin. "Blanka-Sensei has many tricks. This is only one of the ones he taught me."

Adam dropped into a crouching stance, leaving little room for an attack. Klyde went to swing his foot down in an overhead axe kick, and Adam threw out his arm in a sweeping motion. His hand grabbed Klyde's foot, throwing him off balance. Klyde jumped up, angry more than hurt.

"Hmmmm….so, you think a few sneaky moves like that are gonna stop me? Well then, you've got another thing coming!"

Klyde rolled behind Adam, throwing him off guard. Adam spun around just in time to see a downward chop flying towards his head. He managed to throw up a hand to block it, but Klyde used the distraction to throw a knee into his face. Adam jumped up, one hand holding a throbbing cheek.

"Ow! You think you're fancy, huh?" Adam's fighting pose disappeared along with his composure. He rushed Klyde, throwing punches wildly. Several of them found their mark, but Klyde managed to fend off most of the damage. Adam pulled back his hand for a more powerful strike, and Klyde launched a counter attack, throwing out a spinning side kick into his stomach. Adam bent double over the foot, but managed to wrap his arms around it. Klyde tried to pulled his leg free, but Adam held it tight. He spun around, still clutching the leg, and slammed Klyde into a tree. He stood up and smiled.

Klyde pulled back into his Recoil Kick stance, standing up on one foot. Adam tensed himself, waiting for something to happen. Nothing did. He looked at klyde, who hadn't moved, except for the fact that he had stuck out his tounge. He isn't taking me seriously! Well, I'll show him! Adam threw out a punch at Klyde's face. Klyde grabbed the fist and fell backwards, pulling Adam with him. The foot he had hanging in the air shot out, catching itself in Adam's exposing side. Caught in between all the opposing forces of momentum, all the air escaped from Adam's lungs. It felt as if one of his ribs were bruised, and his side was pulsing with pain. His arm had been overstretched by Klyde's counter as well, so he was in pretty bad condition. He winced as he stood back up.

"That…. That was a pretty interesting maneuver…"

Klyde gave Adam a peace symbol with his hand.

Adam snickered. "Maybe it's time you saw what I can really do…."

Klyde's eyebrow raised as electricity began shooting around Adam's body. All of it seemed to focus into one point. The fancy lights seemed to hypnotize Klyde, and he stared at it as it came closer and closer to his chest. For some reason, just as it touched him, the world went black.

AN- Ah crap. I hate writing stories where I get hurt. It's like self mutilation, except you don't feel it. …. Actually, when you think of it like that, it's kinda cool. Heh. Well, anyways, if you haven't already, take a look at "Electric Avenue" by Saikyo Master to get the scoop on Adam. He will be a third facet of this story. Tewksindahat also has the next episode of "Breaking Chains" out, so quit being mean people and read them. They deserve reviews too….. probably.