AN- Well, I hope everyone is enjoying the story, things are just about to get interesting. Once again, if you haven't been reading BREAKING CHAINS or ELECTRIC AVENUE, it's time to start. The three stories are going to go together, and the end stuff will not make sense if you aren't checking out all three. It may be a little confusing, but the order you should be reading these things in are as follows.

Unsung Hero Ch 1-6

Breaking Chains Ch 1-2

Unsung Hero Ch 7

Breaking Chains Ch 3

Unsung Hero Ch 8

Electric Avenue Ch 1

Unsung Hero Ch 9

Breaking Chains Ch 4

Electric Avenue Ch 2

Unsung Hero Ch 10 That's this one!

And that's where we stand at the moment. I hope that clears things up, and as I've said before, if you are taking the time to read this story arc, please take the time to review and let the other two authors, Tewksindahat and Saikyo Master, what you think, because they are hurting for feedback. Now that we've gotten all that out of the way, on with the show!

Klyde groaned and sat up. Where am I?I was fighting that..... that crazy kid. So... why am I in a tent?.... Klyde scratched his head. From outside of the tent, a large crashing sound echoed out. Klyde winced, as his head still hurt, and the sound didn't help. He made his way out of the tent and tried to locate the source of the noise. The trail of sound led him to a small clearing, where a gigantic bronze colored man was chopping firewood. Klyde shrugged and went to turn away. Wait a minute... something was wrong with that picture.... Suddenly Klyde did a double take. That was what was wrong! The guy had no axe!

Klyde wordlessly walked over to the huge man with his mouth hanging open. Should I interrupt him? What if he chops me in half like that? That would suck!... But he's probably the guy who put me in the tent… Klyde decided to risk it and engage in a conversation with the large man. Without putting any thought behind his action, Klyde unceremoniously tapped the man on the back. In one fluid motion , the larger man's hand was pressing Klyde's neck against a nearby tree. Klyde's eyes felt like they were being pushed out of the sockets from all of the force. The man seemed to recognize Klyde, and slowly let him fall from the tree.

"Ah, you have awakened, young warrior."

Klyde gave the man a quizzical look. "How did you know I was a warrior?"

The man gave Klyde a knowing smile. "Well, you are wearing a gi. While it could be merely for show, you don't find many people in the Amazon like that. Only real warriors make it out here."

Klyde looked at the ground sheepishly. "Well, I didn't do that well. If I did, I wouldn't have needed rescuing, now would I?"

"True, but every warrior faces hardships. Failing is not a sign of weakness. As long as you continue despite the past, that shows you are a true warrior."

Klyde smiled. "Yea, I like the way that sounds. I'll buy that."

"Plus, your aura."

"My wha…?"

"That's how I found you. I sensed a decline in a strong aura. I followed the trail, and there you were, lying on the ground. For such a young warrior, your aura is formidable indeed."

Klyde scratched the back of his neck, grinning like a fool. For someone that big to give me a compliment… I must really be the man!

Almost as if reading his thoughts, the bronze warrior gave Klyde a stern look. "However, there are many more fighters out there. They are stronger, and far more experienced than yourself. You must never give in to overconfidence. Once you believe you are the strongest, you no longer improve."

Klyde nodded. "By the way, are you gonna tell me your name, or am I gonna have to keep thinking of you as just "man"?"

"My name… it translates into 'Thunder Hawk'. You may simply call me Hawk."

Klyde stuck out his hand in greeting. "That's an awesome name. Mine is Klyde."

Hawk took Klyde's hand in his and shook it. "Now, may I ask what a young warrior such as yourself was doing unconscious in the middle of the Amazon?"

"I was searching for a friend from the distant past, when this crazy kid got the jump on me."

Hawk's eyebrow arched up in surprise. "You also quest for a friend?"

Klyde nodded. "I have been all over the world in search of him."

Hawk nodded. "I understand your journey. I, too, am searching for someone who is gone. A woman from my village… her name… well, it is unimportant. She was taken by agents of an evil organization. My chief fears we will never see her again. I have made a vow to at least learn of her fate."

"An evil organization?..."

Hawk nodded. "They go by the name of… Shadowloo."

Klyde jumped up. "Shadowloo!? I know them!" (Bet you thought he was gonna start singing again, didn't you?)

Hawk's eyes widened in surprise. "Then the Gods must have led me to you! You must tell me where I can find them!"

Klyde's shoulders sagged. "I don't know where they are… all I have is this…" Klyde pulled out the ID card he had taken from Birdie. (You didn't forget about that, didja?)

Hawk took the card and let out a exclamation. "!" He examined the card closer. "This is the man who led the invasion of my village! … Balrog…. I see….Now, if only I knew where he was…"

He flipped the card over and looked at the back. "Aha! Thailand!"

Klyde swiped the card. "What? Thailand? How can you tell?"

Hawk pointed to the back of the card. Written in big bold letters was the phrase, "Thailand Base". Klyde slapped his forehead. "Of course! The only thing I didn't think of! Inspecting the card!"

Hawk bowed to Klyde. "I owe you a great debt. Is there anything I can do to repay you?"

Klyde scratched his head. "Well, how do you chop wood with your bare hands?"

Hawk nodded. "Ah, that is an easy one! Once, several years ago, I ran into a young warrior very much like yourself. His gi was red, however, and he had bright blond hair. . Despite his lack of physical strength, he managed to beat me by summoning his power into a ball of fire. Ever since that incident, I have strived to achieve the same attack, but it never worked. One day, in anger at my failure, I smashed my fist into a tree, breaking the tree in half! I learned that your inner energy can not only be used as a blast, like the young fighter did, but that it can also be used in your fists and feet. It can act as a cushion, protecting your limbs, while giving them strength at the same time. Over time, I learned to develop my ki to aid in my attacking and blocking. With it, even the most astounding feat of strength has become child's play to me."

"But, how does it work?"

"Well, have you ever focused your ki before?"

Klyde nodded.

"It is similar to that. Only instead of trying to expel it from your body, you must build it up in your fist, or foot, or wherever you want it. It is as simple as that. Would you like to try?"

Klyde and Hawk stood up, ready to face each other in a friendly spar.

Klyde dashed forward, eager to try what Hawk had described. He focused on his hand, and went to swing a punch. Right before he could, however, Hawk stuck out his arm, catching Klyde's neck in a clothesline. Klyde slammed onto his back, struggling for his next breath. He rolled backwards onto his feet, just as Hawk's large boot came crashing down where he had just been laying. Hawk pressed his attack, throwing out several quick jabs, which Klyde managed to dodge, save the last one. The final strike caught Klyde in the forehead, snapping back his head as he staggered backwards. He shook off the dizziness and refocused himself.

Klyde jumped forward, spinning out his foot in his Spinning Scythe Kick attack. The decoy kick connected, and before Klyde could extend his mule kick, Hawk's large hand shot out and caught him in mid air. Klyde began screaming as Hawk jumped up high in the air, spinning Klyde in a windmill motion as they went up. There was a sickening thud as Hawk brought Klyde down, screaming "Mexican Typhoon!" as Klyde met the floor facefirst. There was a small crater in the ground where Klyde lay.

After Klyde had laid in his hole for a few moments, he summoned up the energy to stand up. Why can't I do it? What's wrong with me?

Hawk gave Klyde an impressed look. To think that he is coming so close to mastering it so quickly! Had he not cushioned himself from my attacks, he would have not been able to get up at all. I am amazed at his aptitude!

Hawk focused all of his energy into his hand as he brought it up over his head. Klyde recognized the stance as the same one Hawk had used while chopping wood. He groaned and prepared himself to try and block it. He pretended he was going to through a gadoken, and felt the ki gather in his hand. Just when he thought his hand was going to burst from the build up of energy, he clenched his hand , trapping it in his palm. He threw his hand upward, meeting Hawk's attack. Hawk looked down in surprise. Klyde let the energy flow from his right hand to his left, and used the energy to throw a powerful punch into the stunned Hawk's midsection. He went flying across the clearing and crashed into a tree with his head slumped down. Klyde ran towards him with worry, but stopped as Hawk looked up at him with a smile on his face.

"An impressive young warrior indeed."

That night, Klyde chose to sleep outside, amongst the nature of the Amazon. As he looked up at the stars, he thought back to another night that he had spent outside, from much earlier on in his life.

"Dan, why is everything so wrong?"

Dan and Klyde were lying on their backs, staring at the stars. Klyde's father had gotten arrested that evening, and his mother was at the courthouse. Klyde had left the house in their absence and visited his new sensei.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, I'm the only kid who goes to school with black eyes all the time."

"Because you refuse to fight back! Tell me again why you don't fight back!"

"As soon as you tell me why you always act like an idiot." Klyde replied smoothly.

Dan stopped with his mouth open. "That's not the same thing."

Klyde sat up. "Oh yeah, why don't you tell me how."

"Well, it doesn't hurt me, for one thing."

"You mean it doesn't hurt you when other fighters laugh at you, and no one takes you seriously?"

Dan nodded. "That's right. If they can't understand the real me, why should I let what they do hurt?"

Klyde sat back down with a smug grin. "Well, it's the same with me."

Dan grumbled, angry at having been spun in circles by a younger child. "I still say you're avoiding the question…"

They both sat in silence for a while, until Klyde broke in a with a new question. "Dan, do you believe in god?"

Dan turned his head and gave Klyde a puzzled look. "Where did that one come from?"

Klyde shrugged. "Dunno. It's just been on my mind lately."

Dan shook his head. "God wouldn't have let my father die. God wouldn't have made people so mean. God wouldn't have let Ryu treat me like dirt. If there is a god, he really hates us."

Klyde nodded. "Yea… that's kinda how I feel. If there was a god, he would have answered me when I called to him. A real god would have answered a little boy's tears."

"You cry to god?"

"Not anymore I don't. Never will again, either."

"Because he didn't answer?"

Klyde didn't answer, but instead looked to the sky. He though for a minute before he next opened his mouth. "I still want to, every once in a while. I want to just let it all out and hope for an answer. But I can't. I look at everyone else, and I see that they are weak. Believing in something that isn't real, almost using it as a crutch. I don't want to be like that. I decided I want to walk on my own. So I won't let myself do it anymore."

Dan shook his head. "Ya know, for a nine year old, you sure do talk like an old man."

Klyde simply nodded and drifted to sleep.

Klyde snapped out of his memories as he felt someone approaching behind him. He turned around and saw Hawk coming up to take a seat beside him.

"Where will your journey take you next?"

Klyde shrugged. "I simply wander, hoping to find my friend. I have something important to ask him."

"I see. Your style is very unrefined. Perhaps you would do well with some more instruction."

Klyde's eyebrow raised. "Did you have someone in mind?"

Hawk nodded. "You should travel to Fuzhou, a harbor town in China. A master named Gen lives there, and he could help you with your training."

"That sounds like as good a plan as any. I'll leave for China tomorrow. But I need some sleep."

"Good night young warrior."

Klyde grunted in agreement and closed his eyes.

AN- sorry this chapter took so long, finals are really gay. If there are god loving people who read this, sorry, but that's how I feel. God is a mean mean….thingy. but that's just my opinion. Don't mind me. Stay tuned for more chapters! Christmas vacation! Yay! I'll actually have time to update! Wahoo!