Aha! Again, I finished this in 4 hours, right after I finished posting the first chapter. I would be evil if I didn't post this immediately (since one reviewed and said that I should continue it) So, here it is! Chapter two is uppp! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own any Tekken name, event or item mentioned in the story.
"You're damn lucky I didn't friggin' kill you, you dumb bastard!" a red-headed Korean screamed in frustration and anger, holding a man by his neck.
"I'm sorry… to let down… the… the…" the man said slowly.
"The what?!" again the red-head said, tightening his grip on the helpless man's almost crushed neck.
"…the Blood Talon!" the man screamed in desperation.
The red-head just smirked and let go of his victim's neck as the man scurried away. The man just chuckled.
"My guys…" he shook his head. "…they never last." He got on his motorcycle and rode off onto the bustling streets.
After a few minutes, the Blood Talon arrived at a dark alley where 4 men are drinking and smoking. He got off his ride and walked towards them, giving high-fives to each of them.
"Hey, Hwoarang! Where have you been?" one of the guys asked the red-head.
"You know, getting rid of garbage." he said with a laugh.
"And by garbage, you mean Mark?" another guy said smirking.
The Blood Talon responded with a nod.
"Oh hell yes! Finally, he couldn't keep up with us since day one!" a different gang member exclaimed.
"Right! See, this is why I'm the leader of this gang." Hwoarang said proudly and leaned on the wall behind him.
"Um, guys. Can I just say one thing?" one of the gang members said as all eyes averted to him.
"It's the men in blue!" he said on the top of his lungs as he pointed towards the police men.
Hwoarang and the rest of his gang sharply turned their heads, and indeed saw the cops coming after them.
"Damn it!" Hwoarang said as he passed by the man who alerted them, in which the man was shoved face first onto the pavement.
As soon as he was on his knees, the remaining 3 gang member followed their leader and stepped the back of the last member.
"Guys? Guys! You sons of a-" he couldn't finish his curse when 2 really huge cops grabbed him by the arms and dragged him to the car.
The gang rode on their respective bikes and sped off with the police cars right behind them. Hwoarang just smirked at his thrill ride. He loved it when the cops chased him because by the end of the day, they get nothing. Not even a single hair of his devious head. His smirk was quickly wiped off when two gun shots were heard. He looked back to see both police cars had officers shooting at them. He looked to the road ahead of him, thinking of a quick plan to get rid of the police. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard something pop and air being released. He looked to his side and saw one of his member's back tire of his motorcycle was shot by a bullet. Soon, the biker was getting slower and slower until one of the cops got the opportunity to grab the second unlucky gang member. Only three guys remained.
Hwoarang turned to a corner sharply, his body almost hitting the rock road. The remaining 2 were close behind. When both turned the corner, the last biker bumped the backside of his fellow member's motorcycle. With this, the middle biker lost his balance and his body touched the ground. Both the rider and the bike were now flipping and tossing along the road. The biker was now bleeding severely on the head, face arm and both his legs. One of the cars stopped to get the carnage of the man as the other one continued to hunt down the surviving gangsters.
Soon, the Blood Talon and his remaining follower went to a highway with the cops right on their tail. They kept swerving in between cars to confuse the police, which failed. At the corner of his eye, Hwoarang saw a sign that said "Unfinished Road Do Not Enter". Being the rebel that he is, he entered the road and knocked down the sign.
Damn bastard, what the heck is he thinking? The following biker thought, almost in a panicking and scared way.
Hwoarang knew that this wasn't one his brightest ideas, though looking back, he never had any good ideas. But this is what happens when you're running on adrenaline. The leader of the one-man gang observed that the edge was getting close. He just chuckled at the sight.
This is gonna be fun.
When the edge was getting closer, he went faster and faster, knowing that he needs a lot of speed to even make the jump AND land safely. His gang member now getting worried about what his leader is going to do, he didn't know if he should speed up or slow down. Since he heard police horns getting louder and louder, he decided to speed up, thinking that he made a ridiculously wrong decision. Hwoarang leaned forward, ready to jump over the huge gap between and get to the other side of the highway. The biker, getting scared by the second, started to slow down. He would rather to go to jail alive rather that going to a hospital in pieces, be cured and then go to jail right after. Hwoarang sped up even more and off he goes, riding through the air. The car abruptly stop just at the edge and 3 police men came out. Two of them were arresting the gang member, while the other one was just staring at the Blood Talon's stunt.
Hwoarang's eyes were bulging, almost not believing what he did and what position he is right now. He was now in mid air, waiting for the moment that will make or break him, literally. He saw that the front part of his motorcycle already touched the other side, so he was relieved and let out an over exaggerated laugh. He waited for the rest of his bike to land perfectly before quickly turning around and stop. He saw the police men just staring at him, astonished that he actually made the jump. He gave them one last smile and a salute before riding down the rest of the highway.