Ryu Hayabusa

[Ryu Hayabusa]

History Information Continued:

Part 3:

~Back at the Warehouse~

The Kyoto police pulled into the lot after having chased Tiel. Problem being, they didn't carry guns, so they had to be extremely careful about how they approached. Eventually, they called that the building had been cleared and they reached the office where the man Ryu hadn't killed was struggling with his breath. He lay in a massive pool of blood that the police carefully walked around before the man finally died from his wounds. After a short time, they found evidence that pointed out the location of the leader of Kyoto's branch of Yakuza.


They began planning an operation to storm the location and bring the core of the Yakuza in Kyoto down.

~Tanemura Dojo~

Ryu had walked into the dojo sopping wet. A boy ran over with two large towels for the pair to dry themselves. The man took them and tossed one to Tiel before walking into another dojo like room. He removed the scabbard to the sword he left behind as well as the bandolier and rifle. He left the Katana on his back and took the phone which was fairly wet but still working from his pocket. He plopped himself in front of a short Japanese style table that was off to the side of the room, the towel across his neck. Tiel had simply followed his younger friend into the room quietly, sensing the tension.

There was a brief silence, but it was not one which was awkward filled with words they were unsure as to whether or not they should verbalize, rather quite the contrary. The two men were absorbing the moment for all that it was worth, their eyes glowing with an intensity manifested by their valor, though Tiel, unlike Ryu, was not filled with the same rage as Ryu. The senior held all of concern for the time being, even if it was hard to believe that this young boy in front of him was in fact the Ryu he had helped train all those months in the past, but then again, was it really that hard to believe? After all, the only person the only other person Tiel knew of that was so embedded with tradition and an obsession for strength as Ryu was, was in fact himself. Furthermore, Tiel had gone through this point in his life, that lust for revenge, before, so who was to say this had been unforeseeable, or nearly unbelievable?

Tiel would have liked to believe this was not true, that it was in fact unbelievable.

After a minute of exploring Ryu found the phone book and found the number that said 'Boss' in Kanji. Pretty obvious, he thought, but if it was indeed the leader, it was the perfect opportunity. Ryu stood, and held up a hand toward Tiel, a simple 'hold on'. He clicked the connect button and put it to his right ear. Lightning flashed out side and a dull rumble of thunder reached the school as the phone connected and began ringing.

"What is it?" A deep voice sounded in Japanese on the other end of the line. "Hello? What is it? Why did you call me now?" Silence....

"Hello? Hello!?"

"I'm coming for you, you piece of shit....I'm going to make you pay for what you did six years ago." A pause, "What the fuck!? Where is Keshi!?" The man boomed over the line. "I am going to kill you....Be ready." Ryu's voice was almost snake like in his anger as the Japanese words flowed from his mouth. "Who is this?" After a pause, but Ryu simply pushed the disconnect button, and his hand lowered. He sat back down at the table, a water droplet fell from his nose and hit the table.

His eyes wild and glowing bright as he stared at the grain of the polished wood.

"We ought to go, end this soon." Tiel said simply, not so much because it was an intellectual comment, but more so because he found an urge to bring both himself and Ryu out of their thoughts and back to reality. It was odd, they were back where they had initially started, except the senior had found it in himself to stay, though he was still debating whether or not that was the right choice. If anything, it felt right, as long as he minded what he did; if anything Tiel could save more lives from Ryu's rage by being here, but some deaths were inevitable, and the senior had to live with this. As long as Ryu was not the one that died, or himself, Tiel would at least be able to justify some internal reasoning for doing what he vowed long ago not to do.

Ryu nodded. Slow and methodical it seemed. Down, then up, eyes frozen to that spot on the table. So many thoughts were running through his head right now as the water began to drain from his mask, stinging his eyes, though not enough to force him to waver any more than that nod while he thought. Six years...six long, grueling years he waited. Getting stronger and stronger. Yet...these last two. That time in America...New York. It was somehow...enjoyable, through the chaos and hardship that was life at 552. He'd stood up to so many powerful people, the man across from him one of them. Celeste, Xaier, Ghiste, Eric, Leon even once. Not all of them enemies, not all of them even obstacles. The horsemen...Those fuckers, he felt the urge to kill them as well, but it paled in comparison to what he had yet to do here.

Here and Now.

The flood of memories, Equilibrium, Athalia, Aeon, Areon, Farren, Mathew; Friends, allies, and enemies all, it all stopped in a flash as quick as it had started and Ryu stood, as though he hadn't been sitting at all. "Yes...It is time to end this." He said, mostly to himself, but to his friend as well. He bent down and picked up the phone. He found a GPS option and scanned Kyoto. Nothing. He widened the search to beyond the geographic city limits.

Nothing.

A little further.

There....

A speck on the screen was all that it was, but when he went over it, 'Boss'. That was it, that was the location of the man he'd waited just short of half his life to slaughter. It was time.

Ryu pocketed the phone and rushed to the wall, rearming himself. Tiel had a knife but a couple of more never hurt, so the young man tossed a small pouch of typical throwing knives onto the table. "How ever you're going to help, Tiel, you're going to need some fire power." He said in a hurried tone and rushed out of the room. He walked into the room he'd gotten the guns from last time and retrieved a rifle, three handguns and a bandolier for the both of them.

He walked back into the room and laid the rifle, two glocks, and one ammo filled bandolier in front of his friend, ally, boss, and brother. All in one this man was. Frightening... Tiel's thoughts echoed throughout the corners of his mind, though by no means did he feel uneasy about any of this. Swiftly had Tiel selected two pistols with their holsters for use, strapping one to his belt and one below his chest, it would be hidden beneath his Whirlwind jacket. The senior arranged the weaponry about his person with proficiency that suggested that he had done this before. To be honest, he had done this thousands of times before. The hybrid boy's past was, to say the very lest, a unique one having been constructed with much military and combat experience in unseen wars that were never made public. He had been a sniper, and a bloody good one too; surprisingly frontal assault as well as close combat had never been one of his strengths until just recently. Tiel, from day one, had been the greatest person Ryu had ever met. That first day when Ryu was only fourteen and he was enlisting himself into Equilibrium and he stared into those frightening eyes, right up until this point where they could both stand on equal ground with one another, Ryu thought every thing of the man.

The masked man armed himself with the same rifle over his right shoulder and put the other pistol into one of the sopping holsters at his waist. He still had plenty of knives that he hadn't used, although he had no more grenades, not that they would be that big a help seeing as there was two of them now. They'd end up more a hindrance than an asset. "I can provide covering fire from a distance." Tiel explained to Ryu. High class sniper rifles were not something that the average gun collector kept in his arsenal considering those that used such rifles were of a different nature to other gun users, but alas a rifle on the table, a sub machine gun that fired in spurts no doubt, with a scope attached to it would have to work. As long as he had a scope and a gun he could hold against his shoulder Tiel could aim perfectly from any distance.

"Nothing will touch you." Tiel check the ammunition slot of the gun, making sure that everything was in place. He eyed the barrel and felt the gun on his finger tips - this gun would have quite some kick back, but it would not matter.

Frightening... The word repeated itself as Tiel slung the battle rifle of his shoulders and looked at Ryu and into his eyes wild with hatred. Even when though they were still they seemed to have specs of light cross from one end to the next, like shooting stars across a blood red sky. When Tiel had met the young Ryu, he had not much thought of him other than he was finely built and dressed in a manner unorthodox for todays American standards. All of it seemed so trivial back then. Ryu and Tiel had grown very much together, but Ryu had become something so profound words could not describe him. Strong, fast, cunning, ambitions; with so much talent, Tiel stood in fear of the boy that had called him master once. Tiel had nearly reached every limit as a fighter, but Ryu had not, and it was apparent, especially in that moment that Ryu would not cease to magnify his ability. Tiel could not help and wonder for what cause and purpose would Ryu continue to grow and inevitably surpass him? If Ryu did not become something good he would become something wrong, evil probably, a boy like him would never stay neutral, and if that day came there would be few, perhaps no one, that could stop him.

Frightening... Who would have thought the 'ninja boy' would have become one of Tiel's best friends, his equal, and that together they would two years after they met be finally bestowing the just reward on one of the gangs that had been the cause of the two young men meeting in the first place. With the initial cause gone, the senior could not help but think if this would be the final fight these two would share before going their separate way indefinitely. A dull roll of thunder could be heard outside and Ryu looked out a window. "The rains starting to let up some....Let's go." Ryu spoke, bringing Tiel out of his thoughts. The senior smiled smugly, "If the rain wasn't letting up, we would still be going, my friend." In any other situation, Ryu would have smiled when Tiel made his smug comment, here he simply nodded, as slowly and firmly as he'd done while sitting a minute prior. He walked back out after pulling the towel from his neck and putting it on a rack by the entrance. The senior followed Ryu into the garage where a range of impressive vehicles remained in rows, just as they had seen when they had first come in. Ryu returned to his bike and waited for Tiel before starting it up and taking off, looking back at the phone for directions. Tiel got back in the truck; it would make good cover for when they stormed where ever it was they were going.

Then they were off.

~A briefing room in the police precinct in Kyoto~

The room was packed with Japanese men in black uniforms, a few standing with one at the front of the room in front of a large projector screen. "We have reason to believe that this location," He indicated a point on the map being projected, "is the base of operations for the head of the Yakuza here in Kyoto." He walked toward the crowed who were seated. "An assault has been planned. A full sweep of the location has been arranged and we will bring him down." Murmurs and discussion went on then, they'd be moving out soon.



Everything seemed rushed, as if the world was in fast forward. This all seemed to be happening so quickly; it had been five hours at least since Tiel had made his get away from the airport, at least eight hours since he had declined Ryu's need for his help. Where had all that time gone? Again, it was as if none of this was real, but yet here they were, the could not question what was happening other than it had to be done, yes?

The rain was still coming down, though in more of a drizzle now. It was all he could hear at that moment in time as he pulled away from his Japanese home once again. Tiny drops, plit...plit plit. Just against the metal plate covering his forehead and a portion of his head past his hairline. Not even the engine revving fiercely below him as they sped down the road. plit...plit plit. When Ryu'd heard about the gangs of 552 back as a freshman, he'd considered Reign of Blood. At the time, they were the most powerful and prominent as well as the most feared. That thought was cut off abruptly after getting a glimpse at how its leader Vetis behaved. That sadistic bastard.

Collosai at the time had been relatively neutral as far as the masked boy knew, and then there was Equilibrium. plit...plit plit. Of course there were other gangs, less prominent, less known, but those three were the strongest. There had been rumor of another...one led by the Crimson Fury, Auroth, who Ryu had never had the opportunity to meet, though he'd seen the man around the school. plit...plit plit. Then that day, he'd left a note in Tiel's locker which arraigned a meeting. The eyes behind the mask showed fear and awe that day, nothing but, not even the potential that the man, a junior at the time, began to see in Ryu. Not that day, just fear and awe.

plit...plit plit...plit.

What might have happened, had Ryu not seen Vetis in action? Would he have joined the 'Reign of Blood' Would Vetis and Celeste been to Ryu what Tiel was? Would he have indeed poured all his energy into 'evil'? All the energy he'd spent 'Fighting for Balance', would it have gone toward destruction and Chaos as opposed to the aid of others? Who knew? The only thing that was certain, was that no one, none in the entire world would have equaled Tiel in what he'd given to Ryu. Power, ability, guidance, and probably most important, his friendship.

The rain stopped coming to Ryu's ears, whether it was still dropping from the dark clouds over head or not. Two thuds...one right after the other...a steady pattern as his eyes followed his subconscious, turning and stopping when needed through some miracle of the mind. His heart beat was all he could hear now, and the memories started coming back.

That day he demolished two freshman...

Thud thud

That first run in with Celeste...

Thud thud

The fight with Eric on the school roof...

Thud thud

Tiel disbanning Equilibrium...

Thud thud

Athalia being taken by the horsemen....

Thud thud

Ryu's pupils dilated once again and his grip on the motorcycle increased, his wrists torquing back and revving the engine again. He accelerated, faster and faster. One hundred. One ten. One twenty. The needle on the speedometer bounced back and forth at its limit, still all Ryu could hear was his heart beat, then the memory faded and he pulled both brakes hard. His pupils had contracted and he saw that he was about to plow into an intersection, to which he was facing a red light. He skidded to a halt at the end of the corner, inches before smashing into a car. His mind fully took hold again as a horn blared in his ear before speeding off into the distance.

The light changed, he made a left.

The full spectrum of sounds met Ryu's ears now as he continued on, glancing at the phone when he wasn't sure where he was going. Finally, they reached it. A huge expanse of a fifteen foot high wall stood in front of them, the tops of a Japanese mansion could be seen over the wall. "We're here." Obvious statement as Tiel pulled up. Ryu shut off his bike and put his rifle into a prone position on his left side. He was indeed fairly ambidextrous, but his left hand was better by a large portion. "We'll take the top of the wall first. You said you can cover me and up there is the best place for it." And he walked toward the wall. Doubtless, there would be sentries. Ryu had given the man advance warning via that phone call, the guard was bound to have tripled in the time it took them to get there.

'Just like the old days...' Tiel reassured himself as he switched the safety device off of his rifle. He was still in the jeep, pulling up along side Ryu, the silent humming of the motor was somehow warm and comforting. 'Back behind the scope, the gun... Heh, I thought I would never see these days again.' He placed the gun in the seat next to him.

"Nice mansion." Tiel said before getting down to the essentials. He quickly judged the distance between them and the gate to the large complex that lay just down the road. A kilometer at the very least? "I don't think they know we are here yet, if they did they would have sent men out to deal with us already. And look, luckily for me they have trees surrounding the whole outer wall; makes hiding myself a little easier than it will be for you. Tiel paused. A sudden fear struck him, as if he had been numb to it all this time, but his senses were finally awakening. Chances of them walking away from this were near zero.

'There are at least a hundred men, my estimate would be three hundred just by judging by the size of this estate. I only have two hundred eighty eight rounds with my rifle that will be inaccurate considering its intended range and my movement. I only have five clips per pistol that will be useless until I actually make it past the walls, if I even get to that point. If I don't miss a single shot, I'll have some spare rounds left over at the end of this and everyone will have a piece of led in them... Heh, unlikely...'

Tiel looked at the sentry towers embedded into the concrete walls surrounding the mansion and its grounds. There were six in all.

'The first things that will have to be dealt with are the towers if we plan on using force... Or... If we plan to sneak in...' Tiel inhaled as he tilted his head up to the sky. He inhaled the damp air. His wild eyes, teal in this light, were fearless; he closed their lids and exhaled. Sometimes crazy things just happened right?

Eyes still full of hate and glowing just as bright as any time, Ryu's mind raced. As Tiel spoke, Ryu was silent and still, looking up and down the walls and then toward the trees. He nodded when Tiel mentioned the trees. Definitely, Tiel could hide in the trees if they came out, but Ryu was going in full force...or perhaps not. "... I have a plan, but let me ask you... Have you even thought about how we are going to break into this fortress?"[/color] A plan began to form in Ryu's brain and he looked back to Tiel as he mentioned a plan, his eyes slightly wider than they had been.

Tiel asked this question before they approached the wall, it was foolish running in without a plan; it was foolish even being here. Never the less, Tiel's head ran with numbers and scenarios that were weak and very improbable, but something had to be thought of.

"Yes, actually. Get out of there." He said calmly, his deep voice not as booming as it might have been. Once Tiel left the jeep, Ryu leaned over the seat, letting his rifle hang at his side. He looked at the pedals then the steering wheel and hopped in. Leaning back a bit, he pulled a double edged dagger out of a pouch on his right leg. He'd have to use these sparingly unless he got a hold of more blades, he only had a few left. He threw the jeep into reverse and backed up several hundred feet. Slamming on the brakes he flipped it back into drive and floored the gas. The tires screeched and spun in place before they got their traction and took off. He moved his foot to the side, bent down, and jammed the dagger through the pedal and into the floor below it, securing the pedal to it. He pulled Tiel's knife out of the ignition then and dove out of the jeep, rolling on impact and charging full blast toward his friend.

Tiel had taken the bike having seen what Ryu had planned with the jeep. Attacking from the same point had its advantages considering that they were a small group - an extremely small group. Either person, however, needed to be able to do things alone, help each other through completing more than one objective simultaneously or else everything would fall a part. Plus, attacking from two points would cause confusion, the only real advantage Ryu and Tiel would be able to muster.

"Let's go, this probably won't last too long." He shouted back and ran for the wall. With a grunt he lept onto the wall, kicking off and torquing his body back toward one of the trees. Doing the same to the tree, Ryu bounced back and forth all the way up the wall, only grabbing the tree itself when a branch was in the way which he then used as a climbing point. Unless Tiel had gotten out of shape since the two last fought, Ryu was positive his friend would be able to achieve the same feat.

[Ryu Hayabusa]

History Information Continued:

Part 4:

A rumbling boom sounded then as well as a massive crack as the huge wooden door split with the impact of the jeep. Shouting could be heard from the other side of the wall as Ryu approached the top. In a manner to fit his appearance, Ryu reached the top of the wall and flung the knife into an awaiting guards forehead. He dropped without a word and Ryu took hold of his rifle, he flicked off the safety and fired a three round burst into a guard behind the one he'd just killed. Another burst and another guard dropped. He flicked a switch on the side up and the burst fire became fully automatic. Single and Burst fire were both capable in this mode but the gun wasn't limited to it.

Ryu had ran to the part of the wall right of the door, Tiel attacked from the left, much further from the left. The snipers from the sentry towers obviously noticed the roaring motorcycle, as well as the jeep, and took aim, luckily at Tiel. This would give Ryu the distraction he needed to attack the first sentry tower. Tiel swirved into the forest still on the bike. After traveling a few hundred meters he skidded the bike to a stop, hoped off it, and ran up the wall without even having to jump off the trees. Upon reaching the ledge, however, Tiel pushed off the wall and landed in a tree that had been next to him. This alerted some of the guards next to him and they curiously, nervously, looked into the trees.

There was no time to think. The senior shot both men in the hands.

'Forgive me...' were his thoughts. As both men cried in agony Tiel directed his scope at the sentry tower where the shape of each person's limb was roughly the size of an ant. Ryu was in there, in the open sniper sentry tower, but Tiel's aim remained true as he waited for the wind to die and he shot the men that surrounded Ryu in the gut, the thighs, even some in the hands which was his original intention.

The jeep exploded then from a compromise in the engine and the guards on the ground were all distracted. Albeit, this also brought more attention, but thats what they wanted wasn't it? To draw as many people to one area as possible and pick them off? Either way, Ryu fired into the nearest tower and hopped into the large open window. He'd missed one guard who tried to fire at the masked boy. Ryu ducked and used his rifle as a hand to hand weapon and smashed the mans gun up then used the butt of the gun to jab him in the face, snapping his head back and open him up for a single shot to the chest, pointblank. These towers were built like sniper nests, huge open windows with walls coming up to the waist. Obviously the place had been fortified for its owner.

If Tiel was to be a sniper here, Ryu was going to blast forward and take care of the men on their level. As Ryu finished with the first sentry tower, Tiel quickly loaded his gun, letting the riffle clip fall to the ground. He took his eye away from the scope and analyzed the situation now that Ryu was out of immediate danger - considering he was in a tower where he was the only one able to hold a gun and walk. Ryu bolted out the open doorway which faced the next tower and ran along. Men were gathering in the courtyard and more 'explosive' weapons were being brought out in large crates, but Tiel doubted that they would use such devices just yet.

The Senior began shooting men from a distance, but only the men that aimed at Ryu, and only did he shoot their hands, thighs, or shins. Tiel would kill no man today.

Men began to drop off left and right as Ryu charged. One who had been shot in the hand was still in the masked mans way when he got there and received a smash upside the head for his troubles. The ones the Tiel hadn't shot yet soon had holes in their heads from Ryu's rifle. Suddenly, click, click click. Out of ammo. Ryu slowed his charge and ejected the clip. Replacing it, the men in the next tower began to fire at him. He was too far away for them to be accurate, and the same was true for Ryu when he pulled the pin back on his rifle. Ryu reached down to his thigh and pulled out one of the shuriken he had left and hurled it at the tower. A scream could be heard, Ryu'd nailed someone in the shoulder. When he was close enough to the tower, he could see them clustered together, the only reason he'd hit one of them.

Loosing a burst into the tower, he killed one, and further injured the one who had been hit with the shuriken. More bullets, the rest fell, and Ryu charged on. As he entered that second tower, several bullets flew past him and he ducked behind the low wall surrounding the nest. He poked his gun over and fired a burst without looking, then stood to see that the men inside the courtyard area were now firing toward the wall. Ducking when ever the wall next to him was hit, Ryu managed to pick off three men before abandoning the post and moving to the door he'd come through. He spotted two men carrying a crate and thought that it couldn't be good.

Looking into the scope this time, he bulls-eyed the crate and it exploded a second later. Ryu looked away from the flash as men went flying. He spotted another crate further down, the Yakuza that had been carrying it running away now. This one took three shots to hit but that third shot set it off and the grass and small trees in the vicinity had caught on fire. "Burn you fuckers." And he was off to the next tower, now looking out for the ones on the wall as well as those on the ground.

He reached the next tower quickly and expended the rest of his clip as well as a few rounds from another in killing the men there. Ryu's right arm was now bleeding from a grazing shot. They're beginning to get organized, it's only going to get harder from here. He thought, sitting in that third tower to catch his breath. he tore the shirt from one of the dead men in front of him and tied it around his arm. With this third tower and the next one Ryu'd get to, Tiel would be hard pressed to defend Ryu, but the last two were closer to the gate so the senior would be able to snipe the men in Ryu's path, this time from a different perspective.

After a minute or two, Ryu was off again, he passed behind the main house along the wall. He emptied another clip into guards posted on the roof and kept moving. He got to the fourth tower and emptied another clip into the men there. Beginning to run low on ammo, he began replacing the empty slots on his shoulder bandolier with clips from the rifles that the Yakuza were using. Ryu had filled most of the slots with the ammo in the tower and looked back down to the field. He saw, to his shock, someone setting up an RPG. Letting the full auto take its course, Ryu dumped the majority of a clip into the man, one of the last bullets striking the rocket in his launcher and setting off his entire store. The masked young man ducked back into the tower. "Damnit, this is getting annoying." He said to himself, and where was Tiel?

He was almost out of clips.

The senior loaded the gun once more as he continued to fire away, Ryu getting closer and closer to his position, and hence the enemy was easier to shoot at. The gun pressed against his shoulder with anger as the sky sent bolts of lightning crashing down around them, and as the rain began fall so did the rifle which had lodged in it the last emptied clip of ammunition. Tiel lept from the tree over the wall and landed with a thud on the ground, his hands bracing him on either side. Shots fired around him immediately. The senior took cover behind a large sculpture of some sort and picked up a rifle that one of the guards had had before dying just a few feet away. The senior had no time to think about the disgusting ethical filth he had gotten himself into, however, and turned and fired madly at the guards. A few men tried to flank him, but they were met with bullets to the legs.

Ryu stuck his head up out of the tower to look for his ally when he noticed the sky. The clouds were rolling back in, and it had started to drizzle once again.

hmm?

Tiel felt Ryu's presence not to far off, and while taking cover once more looked to the nearest tower, the last tower Ryu had gone into. Ryu was looking at the sky, noticing the clouds. Tiel shouted out at the boy.

"Move in. I've got them distracted as this level. I'll focus on luring as many guards out here, you do what you need to do in side."

By this time the sculpture Tiel had taking shelter behind had eroded entirely due to the pouring slaughter of bullets. The senior lodged a rock he had picked up earlier in the trigger and placed it on the ground as it began to fire madly at the guards. The uncontrolled weapon firing madly caused all the men to take cover as Tiel ran for another place to take shelter. Ryu would need to hurry, Tiel would only be able to last so long with all the incoming guards. At least Ryu would have less to deal with inside.

Feeling something as he looked back down, he spotted Tiel as he started shouting. Ryu nodded and took aim at the men on the other side of the statue. They had been distracted by Tiel enough that when Ryu stepped out of the tower and fired at them, two went down without them even noticing. He started running as he fired, expending the rest of that clip. Last clip. He thought to himself as he took it from the bandolier across his chest. He emptied that final clip into the men after Tiel before chucking his rifle at the ground below, nailing a body. Dead or alive, he couldn't tell.

Bending down, Ryu snatched up one of the rifles that had been left on the wall. An AK-47, why the Yakuza went with these, he didn't know, but it was an effective weapon none the less, and one he had ammo for up the ass. As he ran along the wall, back toward the mansion, he picked off a few men as they headed towards Tiel. Soon enough, he made it to the main house where he lept off of the wall, landing as lightly as he could on the roof. The boy scowered the bodies he'd left there for clips to fill the rest of his bandolier. His search was well enough and he found the hatch where they had come up from the top floor. No one was in the initial room when he came down the small flight of stairs.

Walking slowly now, he used every thing he knew about stealth to sneak along, room to room. Running into a guard whose back was turned, Ryu carefully put the gun down and drew one of the few knives he had left from the pouch on his side. In a flash the man was gurgling and falling to the ground with a dull thud, and the blade was wiped on his jacket before returning to the pouch. Picking up the guard rifle instead of the one he'd been using, he continued. Five minutes later, he'd come across only three guards total inside the house, doubtless most were with the boss in what ever 'safe room' or outside engaging Tiel who by now would have probably been forced to dump gun after gun for ammo.

Another room and he found servants, quite a few, huddled in the corner. Some screamed when they saw Ryu, most just tried to get away from him. One ran to a counter and grabbed a knife, the masked young man realized he'd found his way to the kitchen. "Wh-who the hell are y-you? The one with the knife demanded, apparently a chef. "It doesn't matter who I am. Where is your boss?" He demanded and they whined in the corner. The man with the knife shook in his place as Ryu slowly stepped forward. "H-he--Ahh!" A close strike of lightning and thunder interrupted him and the bunch of them cowering screamed. "Where!?" He demanded again, his rifle raising. "D-down the hall. There's a room there, he's got a dozen of his best guards with him." Ryu looked over the bunch of them, trying to judge if he was lying, it didn’t look like he was and he backed out of the room, turning and starting to walk down the hall at a faster pace.

He could hear relieved sighs and a thud as the knife hit the floor.


~The outskirts of Kyoto~

The Japanese equivalent of swat had begun moving and were now headed toward the house. Ten vans, each with 8 men, 10 including those in the driver and passenger seats, blasted down the road in a mad dash to commence a total and complete assault of the Yakuza. What they didn't know, was that someone was already there. Just two men, that’s all that was needed, were already there and demolishing the entire army of Yakuza.

~Outside of the guarded room~

Ryu's heart was now beating quickly, not from exhaustion, no, he felt fine, not from injury, he'd only had two wounds throughout this entire ordeal, adrenaline, he was pumping his body up to take out thirteen men in a single blaze of horrific glory. Who was he kidding? He had to be smarter than that. The others hadn't known what was coming, these assholes were holed up in here, guns pointed at the damn entrance. Another strike of lightning, then another, both further away than the last one by the kitchen. The thunder rolled in a second later, they had been far away, the storm was getting bigger.

Ryu found a strong point on the door and readied himself, his body tensed and his Shaolin Fist style backed his kick, blasting the door off of its hinges and into the fray. Ryu bolted to the side and took cover around the corner. Dozens of bullets flew into the door and open door way, an order in Japanese could be heard and the other door was shot down. Another order and two men walked out. Ryu pulled back and waited. They walked slowly down the hall, as cautious as, but much louder than Ryu. Ryu glanced sparingly around the corner and poked out the barrel of his AK-47. A loud burst and both dropped, one dead, the other dying.

Shouts and another order, and another, larger man ran out. Easy pickings, Ryu put three holes in his face and he dropped, right in front of the door. Another order and fire opened up on the wall. Ryu's eyes widened and he bolted back toward the kitchen. He took cover there, much to the dismay of the servants still in there, until the firing stopped. "You," He whispered, "Give me every knife you have." The brave one from before obeyed and handed Ryu all sorts of cleavers and other large blades. Ryu, several smaller knives in hand, looked around the corner. The rifle was slung over his shoulder now, and he walked out. Three men were waiting around the corner and Ryu quickly launched three knives. Only two met their target and the other fired as Ryu back peddled. One hand holding a larger chopping knife, the other a small pairing knife, the ones he threw, he chucked the smaller knife at the wall. To which, the moron fired. Ryu sped around the corner and hurled the chopping knife at the guards head. He rolled forward and to the side. These guards were better, Ryu'd been lucky with the last five.

Ryu spun around as he entered into the man as he stood. The masked man had bypassed the gun and had a hand covering the bastards face. A full force kick back into his leg and his head was smashed through the wood floor. Ryu drew that same dagger from before and stabbed it into the mans throat for assurance. The gurgling brought on more fire, one bullet nailed Ryu on the top of his shoulder before he bolted back to the kitchen to grab more knives. Four cleavers in hand now, he ran back to the other hall way and bolted past the door, hurling two of the cleavers into the room. Two men dropped, one with the blade protruding from his forehead, the other having just been missed.

The fire continued at the wall until Ryu heard several clicks. They were out of ammo. Perfect opportunity. As the ensuing clicks of ejecting clips was heard, Ryu bolted into the room, disposing of the two other cleavers, one into the man he'd missed, and one into another who was right next to the man who was clearly the leader. His suit was much higher end and his haircut was different. Ryu took up the rifle and filled the surrounding men with lead, making sure he missed the boss, he was going to die, but not by some worthless bullet. Chest heaving, pupils beginning to dilate, Ryu finished off the rest of the supposed 'best men' and pointed his gun at the boss, who had just slipped the clip into his own rifle. "Drop it, you piece of shit." His voice harsh.

The boss, didn't move. Ryu put a round into his right arm, the one holding the gun itself. The gun dropped. "So, is this how you're going to do it? Just shoot me? I thought you'd have more honor than that."[/i] What an idiot, he was trying to bargain for his life by having Ryu let him get his sword. "Fucking moron, like I'd let you die by any thing but my sword. Get yours, now." He growled, and the man scrambled for it as Ryu tossed aside his rifle. Lightning and thunder crashed nearby as Ryu stood, his hand on his sword. The leader had gone for his sword, which was right behind him, instead of one of the guns.

"It looks like you too have some honor. I mis-judged you, you piece of shit." The man chuckled, "As much as you want to kill my with your sword, you are going to die by mine." And he rushed around his desk, drawing his sword. The blade was an antique, such a shame to use it in actual combat with another blade. The man was fast, but not as fast as Ryu, let alone what Ryu had come across in Tiel and Celeste, James as well, godly bastard. If only Ryu had stopped him from taking those weights off, he would have been fine, but that didn't matter now. As the boss slashed, Ryu hopped to the side and drew his sword up, and slashed down with force enough to cut the man in half. The boss blasted to the side himself and Ryu's blade sank into the wood floor. He shot back in as Ryu drew up his sword and stabbed. The masked young man leaned back harshly, moving his blade up to divert his opponents. His free right hand met the floor and his feet crashed into the bosses gut, sending him flying backwards.

The man skidded to a halt and waited in his stance. "Your turn, boy." Ryu's turn indeed, and the black clad man bolted. This was it, finally. Ryu's speed seemed to increase as his pupils dilated further. When Ryu was close enough, the mans blade flew up, Ryu stopping right before the blade. The very tip of the old sword seemed move in slow motion as it passed by Ryu's face, then the sharp clang of metal brought every thing to speed. The left side of Ryu's mask split open, two inches below and above his eye, the metal plate on his head was split as well. Blue eyes glowed with insane ferocity As Ryu moved in for the kill. His blade arced to the right as the boss was vulnerable. The mans legs had been less occupied and he jumped right, resetting his blade. That left side though had been opened and the boss gripped the side, his fingers quickly soaked in blood.

They stood for a moment before the man released his hand and rushed again. Ryu's brow clenched and his pupils reached unnatural proportions. As the blade came at his face, each of his eyes looked as though they were solar eclipses. He leaned back, easily avoiding the horizontal slash, his left to his right. The blade came back, slightly lower, and Ryu moved back again, his mask taking another small slit that met with the other. The front part fell aside, revealing Ryu's nose and mouth, a small grin across it. Ryu leaned forward and his arm flashed up, opening a sizable gash in the bosses left shoulder. The man grunted and backed up, his sword held up by his right hand only. Ryu's arms hung loose and his body swung side to side slightly, arms following suit. "Come on, fucker. I thought you wanted to fight? Or should I just kill you now?" The man's face contorted and he rushed, making a wide overhead slash. Ryu took a small step back and the blade hit his mask again, the metal plate being wrent in two, that top part of Ryu's mask being sliced off as well. Ryu stepped in and stomped on the back of the blade, forcing it from the boss' hand.

That single movement caused the rest of the mask to fall aside. "You see my face now...This is the face...of the man who is going to kill you." Ryu's mind was gone, his tone insane. He reached up with his right hand and ripped off the rest of his mask, fully revealing his face and soaked hair. Eyes still wide and wild, he shot in and stabbed twice, the first the boss managed to avoid, the second putting a hole clean through his right shoulder.

Ryu pushed the blade deep, forcing the man to turn to his right, and then ripped the blade from the shoulder, forcing his back to face the junior. Finally, the last moment, those pupils contracted slightly and the blade rose. It held for a full second before blasting down at blinding speeds. A single flash and the bosses entire back was as wrent as the plate on the torn mask on the ground. As torn as that body guards, as torn as Ryu's was, almost seven years ago.

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The boss yelled and fell, Ryu's pupils contracted. His mind had returned to normal, though his eyes were still wide. He'd finally done it, he'd finally killed that son of a bitch... It was over...Or was it? Ryu turned and bolted out of the room, down the hall, and toward the front door. Through his new found exhaustion, he jumped and kicked open the front door, looking out unto the carnage. He flicked his blade to the side to clean off the blood and ran down the stairs, looking for Tiel.

Rain and sweat dripped off the barrel of his pistols. The senior had exhausted not only most of the guns laying around, but the shelter from the pouring of rounds. The feeling that this was your last stand, that this was the end, there was nothing quite like it. There was no where else to run, no more tricks to play on the enemy. No back up. The only thing you might have had in that one moment was your conscious, the adrenaline, fifty men shooting at you, and pistols near empty.

‘Breathe.’

Tiel ducked around the corner and fired either pistol once, nailing one man in the lower right chest; the senior had meant to his his shoulder. The other bullet simply missed its target entirely. Fire erupted where Tiel's head had just been pegging the sides of the small brick wall that boxed a garden, or at least had once done so. A rocket fired. An explosion went off near Tiel sending mud, dirt, glass, brick, everything, raining in small bits on top of him. The senior held his breath as things settled and then turned to continue firing.

The radio blared out Japanese at that moment. Tiel could not understand a word that was spoken, but the meaning was clear as a small group of guards ran back into the building. Ryu had been spotted inside. Had he already killed the man he had been looking for? The gang leader? The last rounds of bullets left Tiel’s gun and he turned placing his back up against the remainder of the shattered wall. He threw the pistols aside, he was entirely out of ammunition.

’This is the end.’

A few seconds passed and the sound of mud being stepped violently upon surrounded him as they all began flanking his position. There was only a moment or two left.

‘What does a man think before he dies?’

I saw my life flash before my eyes, a term used to frequently by men in stories who fight to save lives, save worlds, at the near expense of their own. Films and stories made everything seem to perfect; through a little sacrifice, being shot, facing your fears, you could save the world, save hundreds of lives, and you come out even stronger, faster, keener than ever before. There was never any real sacrifice. Like a limb. A loved one. Tiel would die here and now as he did the impossible with Ryu. He had help infiltrate a prominent fortress with one other person. He had saved lives in the future, lives to those he would never meet. But did it really matter?

‘Jayne’.

Had he known it would have come to this, his inevitable death, would he still have come? Perhaps he already did know it would come to this. Guns, weapons, he was never meant to hold these items again, never to fire another bullet, yet he did so and lives remained changed forever. These people were real, they weren’t some computers in a game or words on a page. These were real people. They had stories. Tiel had a story.

‘Jayne… I miss you.’

Your life flashes before your eyes? That’s a lie. You do not have that much time the second before you die, people cannot even remember what happened in their lives while they are living. There is only one thing you have time to think about, time for one more resolve.

‘I’m coming home Jayne.’

Tiel’s eyes went from their wild hazel to a mixture of blues and greens.

The senior ran out from cover. Shots fired. Usually Tiel would have been killed instantly, there was no way he would have been able to make it to the man that was flanking his position thirty meters away from him, he would have been too slow. It was odd though. He covered the distance in half a second; the guards did not even fire a single shot. Tiel had become a flash, a ghost. Of course to the senior time felt like it was running in slow motion thinking that he would soon be killed, yet somehow knowing that that was not the case. The senior was behind the guard suddenly; the guard had not even noticed that Tiel had ran out from cover. The senior knocked him on the back of the head and tore his rifle off of him. The brown haired boy fired madly as he began to vanish and reappear, almost quite literally. Everything was a blur, even Tiel was not sure what was happening.

Tiel paused for a moment looking down at his gun in his palms. What in the world had just happened? He threw down his rifle and stood in the center of a clear of men lodged with lead. The senior looked down at his feet; they felt so weak. How had he gone that fast, in mud? Even on the perfect ground he could not go a fraction of that speed. It was as he pondered these things that he realized that he was out of breath, in fact, he could not breathe. He fell to his knees, his hands at his sides, too weak to clench his throat in a pain.

Tiel fainted then and there, his muscles twitching from extreme exertion.

The senior had discovered Qi.


Running, running, running.

It seemed a small eternity as Ryu charged across the field, not a living or at least conscious soul around. It was a massive courtyard, the very same he'd shot down into. He could see, plain as day, the flames from all the munitions crates he'd set off. Only a small handful, but it had clearly been enough to cause such widespread and growing flames, though they did so slowly in the rain. He angled left to move around one rather large pyre before turning back right so that he would be traveling that same path. Crackling, radio chatter. In Japanese, cops? No, the voices said to pull back to the house. Had Ryu missed someone? Damnit.

Picking up speed, he bolted along. Bullets whizzed past his head and he dove to the ground, rolling and staying flat to the grass, invisible in the dark, despite the surrounding flames. He saw the source, men running back for the house, they came toward him. One came too close, a small swish and a scream were all you heard past the fire, still alive despite the rain which was steadily growing heavier. Ryu's blade had zoomed above his own head, and the man fell to the ground, his legs literally cut out from under him. A quick stab and he was silenced. Ryu picked up his gun. He'd thrown away his previous AK-47 when he went up against the leader, but he hadn't been rid of the bandolier. Holding the rifle in his right hand and using the mans stomach for a perch, Ryu picked off the two men who were following the one on the ground.

He got up and flashed his blade to the side, removing the blood once again. Sheathing the sword, he shouldered the rifle to his left side and ran on. The rain grew heavier and some of the flames began to die. More men, more bullets exchanged, even without his mask, Ryu was nearly invisible in the dark of the overcast sky. The only light offered were periodic lighting flashes and the largest of the flames which still clung to life. Soon, all noise ceased. Or moreover, the noise one not provided by the surroundings. The bullets, there was no more gun fire.

Ryu went full out, slipping on the mud several times, though maintaining balance relatively well. With the rain, he was now sweating profusely, his exposed hair drooping down. It felt strange, being outside without a mask, he hadn't done so in years, but that didn't matter now, what mattered was Tiel, where the hell was he?

Two minutes later, Ryu found him, laying on the ground, no other men, standing at least, around. The unmasked boy skidded to a halt, his heart now racing beyond his exertion. "Tiel...." He dropped down, then something told him to feel for the pulse. The rifle dropped from Ryu's hands and one hand went to the neck of the downed senior. Slow and steady the heart beated...he was alive, and well, he'd only been knocked out, or passed out. But by who? Surely no one here was strong enough. Ryu rolled his friend over and checked for wounds. Nothing major, nothing to cause him to faint.

In the distance, sirens. The police. He knew they'd come sooner or later. A bolt of lightning struck the wall, the boom enormous, even Ryu's glowing eyes over shadowed by the intense flash. The younger man picked up the older and put the latter over the right shoulder of the former, the one unoccupied by Ryu's sword. He ran as fast as he dared toward the entrance and the crashed jeep, protruding from the battered and splintered door. The flames here had been extinguished, he climbed the demolished jeep and moved through the wall. Dozens of black cars and vans pulled up as Ryu hid behind one of the trees. Men in black body armor rushed out of the vehicles and entered the complex, more than once, Ryu heard chatter along the lines of 'What happened?' and 'Did someone get here first?'

He moved out from around the tree and toward the back of the mob of police vehicles. Finding a car, he put Tiel in the back seat and got in the front. The engine was still on, he closed the door and backed out, shutting off the lights and driving away in the darkness.


As he drove down the country road, hardly coming across a single car on the way to the dojo, Ryu's heart slowed, but his mind continued to race. He couldn't believe it... Into nothing as Tiel rested and the windshield wipers moved back and forth, he said it...:

"I...have been Avenged."


Note: The history is vastly unfinished, yes people, there will be more.

[Ryu Hayabusa]

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Remaining History Synopsis:[/u]

Due to the fact that the remainder of Ryu's history would be catastrophically long to write, I'm going to bulletin events from here on.

From Japan to 552

• Ryu and Tiel returned to Ryu's master's dojo and recuperated for several days.
  
• Tiel returned to New York, leaving Ryu in japan to gather his thoughts.
  
• Two months later, Ryu returned to New York and 552.
  
• Upon returning to the school, Ryu got into a small fight that resulted in the loss of his sanity once again.
  
• Ryu proceeded to go on a rampage at 552, killing fourteen students, injuring another seventeen including an old friend and ally of Ryu's, Narin Carter.
  
• Ryu was confronted by the Principal of the school Vaughn Clarke. Ryu overpowered the man during their fight and was about to kill him when Auroth, The Crimson Fury smashed the unmasked young man across the face, sending him flying back.
  
• Ryu was caught and restrained by Tiel and Wyatt, another ally from Ryu's old gang, as Vaughn recovered and proceeded to announce Ryu's expulsion from #552.
  
• Being that Expulsion has long been removed from the Corporal punishment system, the actuality of the situation was that Ryu was being forced to transfer to the Drayton Military Academy in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
  
  

Time at Mugen Hall

• Two weeks later, Ryu moved down to Philadelphia.
  
• Through some mishap, Ryu's transfer paperwork was lost, and he was instead pushed into PHS #381, another school in the Mugen Hall Collective.
  
• Ryu met a few old acquaintances, one of whom told him about another school in Long Beach California.
  
• Life progressed as it normally would with the exception that Ryu had developed two alternate personalities which reared their heads periodically.
  
• After some time, a certain man showed his face at Ryu's place of work: Underground fight clubs. Ryu recognized the man immediately as a slightly older version of Logan Foxx, the Horseman of War. A man Ryu swore to kill.
  
• Ryu destroyed a large part of the club in trying to kill Foxx who at that time had gone by 'Amadeus'.
  
• Life continued as normal, if a filled with a degree more of rage.
  
• During a trip to clothing store, Ryu came across a heavy jacket which had the Symbol of Equilibrium embroidered into the back. When Ryu touched put the jacket on, a violent wind kicked up in the store, tossing things everywhere as Ryu zippered the jacket up, entranced by the find. As soon as the steel zipper rang lightly in the air when it reached the top, the wind died, and Ryu knew what he had found. A Whirlwind Jacket. The brother of the jacket he had once possessed, the Jacket that had been owned by Tiel.
  
• Somewhere around two months after purchasing the jacket at the clothing store, Ryu received a note from Foxx, telling him to meet him on the roof of 381.
  
• Ryu stored the Senpuu Uwagi in his locker as he didn't yet have control over its powers, and dashed to the roof, screaming the name of the man who he'd sworn to kill, a man he hated with every fiber in his being.
  
• The ensuing fight was positively titanic, and raged all around Mugen hall's courtyard after Ryu had tossed Foxx and himself off of the third story roof.
  
• In the chaos and wanton destruction, PHS #381 was completely destroyed, down to a pile of rubble, and once again Ryu was slumped over the barely living body of Foxx, swearing his vengeance.
  
• The sirens came, and Ryu escaped, taking a full week to recover enough to walk.
  
• Going back to the rubble which had yet to be cleared, Ryu snuck in and found his beat to shit locker in the middle of all of the mayhem. Retrieving the jacket he was astounded to find in one piece, Ryu retreated to a hotel far outside of Philadelphia, where he continued to heal his wounds for four months.
  
• From that point, Ryu searched for this school in Long Beach that his acquaintance had mentioned. Finding it, he applied for transfer, and arrived a month into the school year.
  
  

Time at 259 and On

• Ryu arrived at the school, not wanting to be there, only to, two minutes after walking into through the front doors, run into a very old friend. Roy Atenwood.
  
  

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[David B.]

You have a very good bio, one to Rival Unfettered!

I WILL read through your entire history, though once i hit part three it was evident it would be approved lol

Qi is pending- gimme a bit to look it over :]

BIO APPROVED!



EDIT: Qi is good to go- lots of levels, but its end result works for the amount of Reqs you got.

Enjoy!