Chapter Twenty One: One Down

Author's Note: Okay another chapter fresh out the oven…it might be sort of short, but big things are happening soon…I just wanted this chapter to finish up the round of fights I was doing…and you'll understand why this chapter is named the way it is pretty soon. Okay…shout out time!

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Grey ran his hands lightly across the fence and stared out into the crowd. He was fighting his opponent today in an old, run down basketball court…one that had been famous for housing the very first fight between Jin Kazama and Hwoarang in the third Iron Fist tournament.

Apparently, Hwoarang still played basketball in the cracked, graffiti tagged, weed choked garden with the Japanese faction of the Blood Talon. Grey watched the fans gather in center of this Japanese ghetto…drug pushers and pimps mostly…the crack addicts nervously twitching and darting their eyes about…the pimps with their overwhelming sense of self worth and pride…and then there were the common people who lived around this dump and were just thrilled to be able to see a famous Iron Fist fight for free.

Grey came from humble places like these…he wasn't some stuck up, rich kid surfer like Jamie was…Grey understood…and Grey was going to make sure these people got one hell of a show.

All things considered, Grey wore a simple outfit today…he wore a pair of incredibly baggy (to where two people could probably fit in the legs) black jeans with about a million zippers on them, and a black tank top.

He kept in all his piercings, and had died the bangs of his hair again from red to green. Grey had no idea who he was fighting today, Heihachi wouldn't tell him…but he did say that it was a surprise and that Grey would enjoy it immensely.

As Grey wondered briefly if he should consider selling drugs again on the side he heard the gate creak open…he turned to see his latest conquest staring before him…tall, blonde, handsome…

"Steve Fox…" Grey said happily with a huge grin.

"Look who I get to fight…you've been beatin' on my friends and lil' girls mate…why don'tcha pick on someone your own size?" Steve said angrily.

"Oh thank you God! This is gonna be awesome." Grey shouted enthusiastically.

"How's the jaw Grey?" Steve asked.

"Completely healed…the Nephilim can break any bone of mine he likes but it'll heal in a few minutes."
"Really?"

"Yup, I love being the superior one."

"I think you're all talk Grey…I've seen blokes like you all my life. You let your clothes and attitude do the talking…well it's time to put up or shut up! That crap may work for Jamie and the other young kids but not a grown ass man like me!"

"Are you quite done?" Grey asked.

"Almost," Steve said with a grin. "time to pick on someone your own size." He pointed a tape wrapped hand at Grey before dropping into his fighting stance.

"Sure…just got one question?" Grey asked dropping into his stance.

"Shoot." Steve continued to smile.

"Do you always wear that shit eating grin?" He asked sweetly.

That did it…Steve dropped his friendly conversation. "Arright jackass…shut your piehole…you're gonna be lucky if your jaw is all I break!"

"Round One…fight!" Kenji called.

The crowd cheered enthuastically and banged repeatedly against the chain link fence…causing a sort of chaotic rhythm through the arena that Grey enjoyed immensely. Steve didn't waste anytime attacking the young emo kid…bouncing on the balls of his feet the British boxer performed a staggering, and blinding six hit combo against Grey.

Grey tried to dodge the attacks, but even he had to admit that they were fast, and several of the punches managed to hit home…the final one, Steve reared back his fist before throwing it out with the speed and velocity of a mack truck…stunned from the other volley of attacks, Grey didn't have time to dodge this one…and when it connected, Grey swore to God that he had been pushed several feet back!

He wanted to scream…shout…punch out all of Steve's teeth and break his fucking face…but all he could do was stand in stunned silence as his internal organs felt like they were suddenly liquefied and would pour out of his every orifice.

The pain was incredible…and even though Grey was The Avatar of some great warrior he couldn't move! His arms stuck out uselessly and his mouth was agape.

"Time to end this!" Steve reared back and punched Grey as hard as he could in the face.

Grey yelped in pain as he spiraled through the air and landed with a loud "ping" against the steel pole that held up one of the basketball hoops.

Steve was declared the winner of round one…he looked down smugly at Grey, and through a few punches.

"C'mon Grey, you're not even givin' me a good workout!"

Angrily, Grey did a kick up and mentally chastised himself for falling prey to such an obvious attack.

"Okay blondie…let's finish this." He said in the most menacing voice that Grey could muster.

It was the voice he had used to make people piss their pants…unfortunately it didn't seem to faze Steve that much…he only gave his annoying smile and added.

"Yeah mate; let's."

Round two was called and suddenly, Steve was gone to Grey…and in his place stood all the people who had wronged him…his awful "temporary" stepfather, the school bullies…the assholes who made fun of him for wearing makeup…the fans were screaming…they wanted a fight…they wanted a bloodbath…and Grey was willing to give them one.

"You've got such nice teeth Steve…I think they'll make a great necklace!"

Steve moved to punch Grey but at the last second Grey ducked and turned while he was crouching…when Grey had completely spun he launched off the heel's of his feet and leapt into the air with a devastating uppercut.

"WWWUUURRRRGGGGHHHH!" Steve blared as Grey's fist connected with the British boxer's chin.

Blood and a tooth exploded from Steve's jaw as he wheeled backwards off balance.

"Hmph…you were saying?" Grey asked.

"I can't believe it! That was Grey's move Machum's Razor! Steve would have to be Super Man to be able to withstand such an attack!" The announcer said.

Grey smiled as he got back to his feet, and in a lightning fast maneuver, finished with a side kick. Steve staggered and landed hard against the chain link fence…he coughed up more blood before falling to the ground.

The announcer proclaimed Grey winner of the fight by default…Steve was too injured to continue fighting…broken teeth and three fractured ribs attested to that. Before the paramedics took Steve away, Grey walked up to him.

"Too bad I can't kill you in this tournament…I'd be doing you a favor!"

"Jamie…Jamie'll…kill…you…" Steve stammered.

"Yeah," Grey snorted. "Okay."

The young punk smiled and waved to his fans before promptly flipping off the cameras which made his fans squeal even louder. One of his theme songs (Korn's cover of "Word Up") blared over the speakers and Kenji the tournament MC walked towards Grey to get a post match.

"Grey would you like to tell us how you-"
"I KICKED STEVE'S ASS BIOTCH! HOPE JAMIE PARKER'S LISTENIN'! I GOT ONE DOWN! AND I'M COMIN' FOR YA!" Grey shouted straight at the camera.

Not giving Kenji a second chance, Grey stalked off towards his ride out deciding that he would go clubbing tonight party it up, get drunk and most likely get laid. After all, he had just beaten the shit out of the Middle Weight Champion of the World…Grey'd say that he earned the right to party.

As he walked off his cellphone rang…Grey answered it.

"I saw your fight…quite a show you put on." Heihachi's deep voice grumbled.

"Yeah…beat him in one fight…one down…and I'll keep beating those dipshits up until I take out that pretty little Nephilim."

"Don't get too cocky…we need to plan our next attack…"

"Yeah," Grey said. "After I get in some serious party time." Grey clicked the phone off.

"Looks like in this story…the bad guys are gonna win."

Author's Note: Yeah I'm not dead…not much new here except that I've been really, really, really busy…but I'm still here and I hope you enjoyed this chapter I'll try to update when I can but it might be a bit more sporadically then before…anyway, please leave me a review when you get the chance, and if you're a fan of Resident Evil, then please, check out my Resident Evil story! Anyway, much love to all PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!