A Past Revisited.(Open)

[Mr. Kaar]

A time of understanding is only reached from the times or events that occur in the past. So the man that walked the halls of this new school called Public High School #259 almost understood everything. Kinda short, Blonde Spikey hair, deep dark blue eyes, and scars, scars, and more scars. His right arm inparticuler had scars all down it, in lightning shaped directions stopping at his wrist. One scar over each eye brow, four scars across his right cheek, and a diamond shaped tattoo on his forehead. Along with two triangles tilted to fit an 8th of an inch from the top two sides. Who knew what other scars he held undernieth the clothing. He wore a white v-neck shirt, and slightly baggy black cargo pants. He had a red vest with gold lining it over the shirt, and had on leather biker gloves with the fingers cut off. It has a metal plate just under the knuckles witht he word "Strike" etched into it.

He was walking down the hall, not to sure of this school, its reputation wasn't all that hot either. All Leon knew was this was the furthest part of America he could get from 552 and thats the best for him right now. He would a good big widnow that let the sun seep in and leaned agaisnt the wall next to it. He closed his eyes and began to listen to the noises of the school, to try and see what type of place it was. From what he was hearing it was still fairly new, the reputation of this school was of that of the supervisor and th erest of the staff. Their methods of discipline had been decided as. . . Extream. Well Leon was willing to find out what type of extream they where talking about. He was a betting man, and had plenty to lay down.

[akada]

"The Lighting Strike.. a male I have known quite well.. hmm."

Blonde strands hung nice and low over his face, hiding those blue eyes which lay beneath.. but that Senior would have recongized his voice immediately, even if he had grown even more then when Leon had seen him last. He had become even more thick in regards of muscle and of course, a little taller as well. Making that behemoth into a practical walking talking tank. Yet, the term "Gentle Giant" was still coined for a precise reason.. he was full of far more wisdom then most, and with that, he commonly threatened instead of acting.. even when he could have torn a person into pieces. He did not like hurting people to the brink where they could no longer fight after all.. it was a sad day.. but.

There was something Leon would have had to have remembered.. the last day he was there at 552.. before he faked his death one last time and finally disappeared from 552 for good, to go and explore the country, facing off with the hardest fighters in existence.. at least.. so far had he faced off with the best of the best in his own eyes.

[Mr. Kaar]

A shocking voice appeared. A powerful one in Leon's memory, one almost as familier as his own, infact, it scared him. Very little things in this world where left that could do such things, but he fell right out of his calm state, his eye shot open and he pushed off the wall hard, tot he poitn it looked like he fell off the wall. He looked wiht those deep blue eyes, right into the man he had faught with everything he had the last day of 552, a flash a memory of the move Leon and Saito had doen with only nods of the head. Their combination attack that had almost brought this man down. Leon had succeded in hitting this man, and yet, he was able to stay on hsi feet, after asmall fall. It was almost unimaginable, LKeon and Saito, who where considered formidable fighters in the realm of New York, where unable to combine their fighting abilities and bring this uberhuman down.

"H-Hiroko!?"

Leon looked at this man, how he seemed different in many ways, bigger, almost if it where possible, stronger. Of course Leon had gotten decently better since Hiroko had left, but still he was in no way compairable to this man. A mountin, a Giant, yet, he was always oddly nice, or in Leons eyes, he was smart is all. He knew he had power over others, and chose not to use it. Leon would make a small approach towards him unsure of what to really do facing the 'Dead Man'. He simply spoke which was th ebest he could do.

". . . How? W-when?"

[akada]

That day was legendary.. it was the day he had finally fully proven to that school that he could tear it apart literally with his own bare hands.. it was the precise reason he had begun his training so long ago.. to work up to such an epic moment.. and then.. as it finished.. he slowly drifted away to find the next challenge.. So many people, all ready to converge on his body, and yet, despite the fact their abillities together should have been able to take that behemoth down he rose up higher, coming in with the same abillity he had shown time and time again.. a truly... fun day.. Yet. Here before him stood the Lighting Strike.. a combatted friend which aided in trying to take him apart, and to support his beliefs at different points.. a grin formed...

"Mm.. you didnt think a little fight like that could destroy me did you?.. not after Ark crushed me with a ton of concrete and I still rose... not after Mayoko and myself destroyed an entire city block fighting.. no.. would be far to stupid to leave the earth when there are still so many interesting fights to be had."

He just chuckled slightly, that smile having come back over his lips showing his relaxed state of mind. He truly wasnt worried about any situations coming up.. as he was more then ready to handle them.

[Mr. Kaar]

"Then it would appear everyone's worries where wrong then. . . . We still have unfinished business though. . . But that can be dealt with later. . . Right about now, I want to hear about what you have been doing since you left."

Leon was shocked to say the least at first, but what Hiroko said was correct, there was no way something like that could of defeated him, not when the entire city was at his feet gruvvling for their lives, as he could of taken it and the city away with a blink of his eye lash. Leon walked over, but only until the point where he didn't have to strain his neck looking up at him. He had that regular old look plastered on his face, with a hint of interest in his eyes as he wanted to hear how the big guy had been doing and all that he must of went through, and in return Leon would most likely tell Hiroko, of the run in, in Texas. That was a horrible complete day's worth of fighting.

As insane as his days where and his reason for retreating here to California where most likely completely different from Hiroko's it didn't much matter, he had found someone from his past, and someone he admired at that, so its not like he wouldn't have a million questions for the guy. His head wouldn't shut up about so many questions all at once, he may or may not be able to understand most of Hiroko's answers, but Leon's basic personailty didn't let his mouth open to ask a million questions per second, he was always the kind of person to hold back what they truely thought.

[akada]

" Disposed of those nasty little trinkets, I have ceased wearing them and left them at home. From that I ventured around the country, hunting for the most hard core fighters around.. problem is. I have only lost twice since I left 552.. hardened veterans. I came here in hopes of finding a challenge.. but so far nothing has come up."

A chuckle and he would have simply shook his head in following it. Those hands nestled in his pockets and hiding away from the light, while at the same time heh ad begun to think over the past, and what had gone on with the various traits of one person to the next. Or perhaps it was the fact that another person of his past had reappeared in a place he had least expected them too?

[Mr. Kaar]

"Seems you have had quite an exciting journey then."

Leon commented after hearing about how few where able to challange him in the outside, and how he came here in search of those to give him a challange, as few have done so so far anywhere. The chuckle and head motion signaled odd thoughts running in ones head, but Leon was sure it was his own business. So he just went on to talk about something else, so not to disrupt the enviornements peaceful nature by causing an awekward silence.

"I went through something close to those lines. . . I went back to my past and took care of a few problems I left behind. . . I had to commite more sins, and cause my karma to revert back to that of a demon. . . But I'm working towards fixing that. Making up for the things I have done. I don't think it will be easy though."

[akada]

"Mm.. events are often boring. Regardless of what people say. As for Karma. My reputation as a good guy has been preceeded many a time by how I act. I may be a normally calm and mellow person.. but once my adrenaline gets going, I will tear through anything and everything.'

At least he acknowledged it. Many people would deny it, though, given his massive strength it was more dangerous when he lost control then if a weaker person were to. He could easily throw cars, and police were really nothing compared to him.. it usually took full on riot squads to do anything, and even then they had flying projectiles that just made it worthless.