Brad Wong's Story

Wong had stumbled his way through his first three fights. He teetered his way into the Dragon Temple. He found Eliot there sparring. Eliot threw a blow at the wall, not a centimeter from touching it, and then without turning from it he said "You. What are you doing here?". "I have my reasons kid." Brad Wong replied. "Is it not your search for 'Genra'?" Eliot said staring firmly at the wall. "Not anymore. And you? Are you here on behalf of your master?" Brad questioned. "Yes. He's been away, He's not been feeling well." Eliot solemnly replied as a small well of tears appeared in his eyes as he knew of his masters impending fate. "He is in this tournament nonetheless." Brad Wong said, questioning Eliot's sources. "What?" Eliot's eyes widened " I had just seen him-" Brad Wong paused as Eliot straightened his form and turned to face him. "I must see him!" Eliot said returning to stance. "Its too late kid." the drunkard replied reeling back into his battle pose, as Eliot charged him.

Eliot ran to him, turning slightly to deliver a mid punch to Brad's abs, it connected, as Brad reeled back, slightly surprised. He had grown stronger. . . much stronger. Brad was waiting for the mid punch to come, but instead Eliot sneakily crouched and chopped at his shins. Brad stumbled, he used this to his advantage, Eliot charged again thinking that the advantage was with him. Brad spun around, appearing to still be dazed and launched himself headfirst at Eliot. The opponents clashed heads, but Brad didn't feel a thing. Eliot ran up to attempt a grab at him in his lying down position, but Brad sent a kick to Eliots jaw that sent him spiraling away from Wong.

Brad laughed, as he found this too cute. He reeled back and laid back down. Eliot ran up and tried to attack Brad's seemingly vulnerable body, but Brad grabbed him by the ankles and stood, they looked as if they were having a wheelbarrow race. Then Brad kicked the apprentice's body away.Eliot growled angrily. Brad seen a technique he was lucky enough to have only ever faced once, The Iron Fist Strike. Eliot drew back, closing his eyes, 'I thought that Master Gen Fu never passed on the Iron fist?' Brad stood thinking quite dumbfounded. 'Is this a bluff?' he continued his thinking as he was too afraid to try and interrupt it because it could be released at anytime and it woud be risky if this were the real thing. This move was only used when one was aiming to kill.

Brad gasped as he saw the static gather around Eliots body. This was the real thing. Brad charged as he could not let him charge it fully but it seemed Eliot had no intention to. he had been holding it at a minimum power because he was not aiming to kill. Brad charged and Eliot smiled evily as he released it at Wong, but Brad thought he was quite clever spinning to Eliot's right to avoid it, but Eliot's fist still clipped his right side shattering one of his ribs. Brad yelled out in pain as a flashback surfaced.

'On the streets in front of DOATEC he had battled Master Fu, the fight was just about to wrap up, they were both sweaty and exhausted. "You. . . after all of these years still have some spunk left" Brad commented. The Master stared him down sensing his odd air of confidence. "But I need the- 'Genra' and so I shall defeat you." Brad finished "This will be for your own good my friend!" Gen yelled as he drew back and just like Eliot he had clipped Brad's ribs, and he fell in excruciating pain, passed out like some fallen drunken angel.' His flashback had ended.

Brad had made the same mistake now as then. He knew what Master Fu meant. Brad, ignoring the insane amount of pain in his side, rolled around to Eliots back so that they were back to back, The Wong kicked low and mid furiously fast as he turned for a plam strike to the back of Eliot's head. Eliot tumbled forward, and tech rolled to a recovery. Eliot threw himself at Brad as if to do a round off, a type of cart wheel with no hands, but threw his leg out as a flying kick at Brad's face. Brad tumbled back but regained fighting stance.

At first sight Brad was toying with him, treating him like a child instead of a formidable opponent, but now Brad saw him in a different light after the Iron apprentice showed his true power.Brad knew never again under estimate your opponent. He had fallen prey to his own strategy, to lead them into a false sense of security. Eliot sensed Brad's carefree attitude towards him and he got angry. He charged up another Iron fist. Brad ran up to intercept it, but Eliot let loose the attack, instead it was a powerful spinning kick that sent Brad Wong spiraling.

Brad's conscious nearly made him give the match away, but his sense prevented him from doing so. He knew that Gen Fu was in too poor a condition and that Eliot would not be able to see him again. Fortunately, Brad Wong snapped out of the entrancing raging battle inside of his mind in time to counter the last furious mid kick attack from Eliot. Brad Wong said "I'm sorry kid." as he watched Eliot slip softly into unconsciousness, and the rage in his eyes slowly fade.

Brad Wong fought one other opponent at a sakura tree grove, one that reminded him of his new found love Kokoro. He sat on the beautifully varnished + cherry stained bridge that hung over a small creek as sakura blossoms fell upon his silver hair. He sat thinking of the lovely Ba Ji Dancer, as he couldn't get her out of his mind. Then, as if driven to do so by some divine power he softly whispered her name to himself and as if cued, Kokoro came walking through the wall of cherry blossoms.

Wong looked up to her pitifully as he lept to his feet. "Kokoro!" he called to her, but she only turned her head away, with a scornful look. "I came back to the tournament for you." He looked down as if in shame as he slightly blushed and shook from nervousness. Kokoro's expression lightened.

"I love you." Brad wong said to her. "I. . .Cannot I am not permitted to love." Kokoro said toying with her hair bead and running her fingers through her hair. Brad staggered near the rail as his vision became slightly distorted. Kokoro looked away in disgust and disappointment. "Anyway, you should leave, there is nothing more in this tournament for you. You need not be involved." Kokoro pleaded "Why?" he inquired. "Alpha must be destroyed she would kill you if you would go on to fight her, I must do it." She begged. Wong sighed as he reluctantly prepared for this unavoidable fight.

Kokoro started off with a high uppercut, knocking Brad up into the air a couple of inches, he stumbled back and spun around with an uppercut of his own, catching her off guard. He crouched low and swung his legs around twice, tripping her, then he lept up and jumped in the air with a swinging kick and he immekiatly laid back down. He rolled off to her left and grabbed her ankles for the wheel barrow throw. She got up some dirt on her face. It wrenched his heart to see her like that, but this was better for her in the long run because he knows better than she what lies ahead.

She ducked under a soaring high punch her threw at her with her low sweeps, they stunned Brad she did a third and raised up to give him a palm in his stomach, he leaned in, in pain, he elbowed at her block and threw his back side at her knocking her down again. She was so young, but still strong. . . ' What does someone so innocent have to do with this?' He thought to himself as she charged she elbowed him in his abdomen then she spun with a round kick, exposing her back. He grabbed her head and cracked her neck a little and she passed out, he gently let her fall to the floor.

Kokoro put up a valliant fight but still lost. Brad repented for what he had just done, but he knew he had had no choice, he convinced himself of this as he wordlessly walked away.

Purposefully he walked toward alpha's chamber. He could not allow himself to lose. "This is for you." Brad Wong said to Kokoro although she was not present. The clones in cryotubes glared menacingly at him as he walked past, thier white eyes fixated upon him. Some even put their hands to the glass. They were halfway in transformation from clones of the fighter Kasumi, to a gel-looking representation of 152, some had white hair or eyes, some regular skin or a green sickly seafoam color. Alpha 152 pounced playfully on the rafters, Brad was taken back when it looked at him with its souless eyes and hissed.

Wong's fight started off poorly for him, Alpha flipped around him with amazing agility. Brad decided to show some agility of his own, he rolled to the side and ploped to the ground. Alpha was quite confused as he was a fairly new opponent. She looked at him curiously. She ran up, he attempted to grab her cold as ice body but she teleported to his feet, and he rolled up and grabbed her. Using the wheelbarrow throw. Alpha lept up like lightning and teleported into mist behind him. Brad was quite wise to this as he had fought Kasumi before, he backflipped knocking !52 into the floor hard.

She stayed on the ground, it was then he realized. Alpha 152 had been previously injured. There were cuts on some parts of its body and it was quite beaten He turned to see Kokoro walk in through the sliding doors all bloody, clutching a knife. Alpha hissed with anger. Brad ran up to the figure and pinned her on the wall with furious punches and a kick, it teleported and tried to backflip away, but Brad lunged at her headfirst. Brad grasped on to its legs as Kokoro clutched her side and ran up and stepped on Alpha's face and spun around stomping on it until it screeched in pain. It lie motionless. He looked to the sky for answers on what would become of him now?

Koko approached. He looked down at her face as she smiled sadly. " Tell Mother gomenesai. . ." her voice trailed off as she fell forward into his arms. "I love you Kokoro" Brad said tears welling in his eyes and sadness spreading over his usually happy face. He stroked her hair, sniffling. "I. . . I love you too, Brad" Koko said bringing her weak arms up to rest on his masculine shoulders. She looked up and clutched Brad with what was left of her last remaining strength, as he leaned forward to lay his head on her shoulder, but she moved her head so their lips pressed together. he thought to himself ' Its now or never' as he followed his heart as he hoped this is what she had wanted him to do, he kissed her gently. She wrapped her arms around his head, running her hands slowly through his hair as she deepened the kiss, then all for her went black, as the fire erupted.

Ending Movie: Time for Your Heart.
Brad Wong went to the beautiful sakura grove and stood in the place on the bridge where Kokoro had stood earlier, a beautiful place that quite resembled the place where they had met. He missed her so and wished that he hadn't been so stupid about approaching her.They had to part quite abruptly after their last encounter and amoungst the turmoil he didn't know if he would ever get to speak with her again. She had been quite hurt. He wanted to fix his mistakes, he was to rid himself of this habit. he looked at this wretched thing. His bottle the kept at his waist to carry his sake in. His animal like eyes narrowed as he threw his sake bottle far down the creek. Now, I will 'Have Time for Your Heart. . .' he thought, A small tear fell down his cheek as he walked over to the nearest Cherry Blossom Tree and sat down under it leaning his back on it as his head fell and he drifted into a peaceful sleep, but just before he drifted to dreamland, he heard the gentle clicking of sandals coming nearer and nearer.