you are amazing.
chaotic blue
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I’m having a little difficulty writing the next chapter…it’s a turning point in the brother’s lives…their training ends…and a final test…aganist Gen…
but I’m trapped with a bit of writer’s block. It’ll get done…eventually…
hey…I don’t want it to suck so I’m not rushing it…
runs from angry mob
Ok we understand…cracks a whip now get back to work and get to writing…:lol:
If their training ends, we don’t get to see Goutetsu teach them the raging demon move ??
Still working on the craft…I’m trying to actually get better at writing…and stop churning out crap…bear with me peoples…should be done by Friday…hopefully.
Gonna hold you to that, then come looking for ya…:evil::lol:
Today’s Friday…
Pauses Metroid Fusion and aims Stinger Missle at FoF’s house
…Just in case you forgot. :evil:
mmmmmmm metroid fusion…
hey fists…
if its not up by today…
im sending an SA-X after ya…
:evil:
Ummmm, Fists Of Fury…it’s friday, where’s chp 11 ??
LET’S KILL 'EM!!!
*Fires Stinger missle at FoF’s house, waiting for impact :mad: *
er…buddy?
Have you noticed?
nearly all the fictions here have stopped…
there is no spoon…
Hmmm, no chp 11 ??:fury:
stalks out FoF’s house and keeps in my sniper rifle crosshairs:mad:
Yeah I know…It’s like a conspiracy or something…or maybe finals has something to do with it.
…maybe I should put up my old fanfic to pass the time till they decide to write again…
takes potshots at FoF’s window with slingshot.
As in matter of fact, my fiction stopped too…
But not for long… I believe the next chapter will go up this week… I hope.
working on it…bear with me
:bluu:
in FoF we trust…
its cool yo…
we all know everyone has things that are more importiant than the story…
we just want to see how the next chapter goes…
Chapter XI: The Silent Dragon
?Yes! That is it!? Goutetsu shouted as Gouki sprang from behind with a sharp front kick. Goutetsu swatted the attack away, only to turn around and catch an uppercut that knocked his teeth together with a piercing clack. Goutetsu stumbled as the two brothers jumped into formation, side by side as they rushed down their master. Goutetsu recovered quickly and lashed out with a roundhouse that connected to the side of Gouken?s head, knocking him to a knee. Gouki retaliated by punching Goutetsu in the stomach, then giving him a quick elbow in the chest. Goutetsu fiercely punched Gouki so hard the young man toppled to the ground 10 feet away, but by that time Gouken was back up and engaging in a full-proof offensive.
The elder son Gouken faked a right hook and attacked with a backfist that collided with the back of Goutetsu?s head, making the aging master blink and quickly shake his head to re-gain his senses. It only took half a second for Goutetsu to recover but Gouken would not allow it, an uppercut busied itself with Goutetsu?s chin, knocking his head backward, his eyes looking up at the sky. Goutetsu stumbled and Gouken ran forward jumping into the air. A spinning roundhouse was aimed for the master, only it did not connect. Goutetsu effortlessly caught Gouken?s extended spinning leg in mid-air.
?Foolish move?did you think I wasn?t expecting that?? Goutetsu chided, Gouken only stared into his master?s eyes in complete terror.
?You know what?s coming next?..SHORYUKEN!? Goutetsu shouted as he rocketed upward, his fist guiding him?Gouken?s body on the end of it. Gouken shot high into the air, with a drawn out wail growing softer as his body flew farther and higher away.
?Yah!? Gouki shouted as a white ball of ki shot from his hands speeding towards the master. Goutetsu effortlessly swatted the attack away, but before he could react another blast shot forward slamming into his chest. Goutetsu grunted as the white ball of energy slammed into him, knocking him back a couple feet into the trunk of a great tree.
?Heh.? Gouki said to himself with pride. A technique he had been practicing had finally paid off.
?Come on! Let?s finish him off!? shouted Gouken approaching from behind running at top speed. He caught up fast and they both took off together. Their eyes hungry.
?ENOUGH!? Goutetsu shouted as he held out a single open palmed-hand. They immediately halted. Goutetsu slowly rose as he wiped dust off of his uniform, smoke rising from brunt areas.
?You two are strong enough now?.this training exercise has served it?s purpose. You now fight together, with precision, speed and power. You both manipulate ki like how a samurai wields a familiar blade.? Goutetsu said, swelling with pride.
?How many years has it been since I took you two under me as students??
?Ten years master.? Gouki answered the moment Goutetsu finished.
?Ah yes?ten years?it does not seem that long does it?? Suddenly the age had shown itself in Goutetsu?s voice as he relaxation and half-fell, half-eased to the ground, sitting on the brown earth propped against the base of a tree. He closed his eyes slowly, seemingly soaking in the time as well as his surroundings. He lay still for a few minutes, not saying anything as his thoughts drifted.
?Master??? Gouken mumbled, his hand taking a mind of its own as he slowly reached out.
?I am fine. Gouken?Gouki. You both are at a point now where there is no more I can teach you.? Goutetsu muttered the words solemnly. The two brothers stood shocked.
?But master?surely there is more?all your experience-? Gouki started.
?All my experience?! No, I am not here to train more versions of myself. I am here to give you enough to be ready to become yourselves. I have given you both the tools to be develop your own method?your own style if you prefer to call it that. Some think the whole purpose of style is to teach every aspect of it students, and that is not my purpose and it shouldn?t be yours. Do not become a slave to a style, our art was founded by a man who refused just that.? Goutetsu said as he rose; his form now as tall and imposing as the trees that scraped the sky.
?Why do you two look so astonished? You knew this day would come, or you thought you would train under me forever?? Goutetsu chuckled as he finished.
?So?what happens now?? Gouken asked, confused.
?Well, you are free to do what you will. However, I would like very much if you did something for me. My old training buddy is coming here in a week, and he is bringing his student. As customary of our art?.the students of each master will face each other in contest. Once you two do that, you will have more than satisfied me.? Said Goutetsu with a smile.
?I see. Now, is this student of your former training partner strong?? Gouki asked.
?I do not know?I have never laid eyes on the student, and haven?t seen my old friend in about 20 years. We both went our separate ways after the training?.he stayed in China, and I moved to Japan.?
?You aren?t Japanese master? You look it.?
?Yes I am Japanese by blood?but I spent most of my childhood in China, only leaving after I had finished my training.? Goutetsu said as he started walking towards home.
?Now, do what you will Gouken and Gouki. I have no more to teach, I am taking a nap now.? Goutetsu said with another chuckle to himself as he walked off, leaving the brothers still confused.
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The flickers from the old candles danced around Gouki?s face as Gouki was deep in concentration. He sat, and in front of him lay an ancient scroll, and below it paper in which a pencil was being put to it. Gouki had spent a better part of the day locked inside the forgotten study, copying scrolls to take with him. His pencil did not know rest, moving furiously as if Gouki was racing against time.
The study was a place Gouki could think; in the candlelight Gouki could be free from the watchful eye of his master, or the comments from his brother. Gouki was now 18 years old, and getting ready to leave the place he called home and so much more for the past ten years. He was tall, still lean although he had lean muscles to supplement. His straight black hair now reached an inch or so past the end of his shoulder blade, and he always kept it tied back.
As Gouki?s hand glided across the paper his mind suddenly shifted to Gouken. Gouki?s free fist suddenly clenched as he grit his teeth, a wave of sharp anger sweeping over him. Once they emerged he confronted these feelings; he sat the pencil down and closed his eyes. Gouki stuffed his simmering resentment deep inside himself, calming down. Once again calm, he picked back up the pencil and continued to write as if nothing had happened. Gouki?s anger towards his brother was at first view nonexistent, but sometimes it would flare up within Gouki and Gouki would have to collect himself and push it back to the recesses of his psyche. Gouken had forgotten about the fight a couple years back, but it was fresh in Gouki?s mind. How could he ever forget it? Gouki could still feel the cold ground as he lay there, the smell of the autumn leaves was stagnant in his nose. The humiliation of that day the younger brother could never forget as long as he lived.
Gouki slowly set the pencil down as he reached over and smashed the flame in between his bare index finger and thumb?killing it with a final puff of black smoke. Gouki methodically put out each candle in silence, and emerged from his study back into the outside world.
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- The day of the final test
?Hmm?.you two have arrived early.? Said Goutetsu as he walked towards the two students. It was the break of dawn, the horizon beginning to creep over the mountains, not yet gaining the nerve to walk up the heavens. The birds streaked across the hazy pink sky as dew glistened on the wild grass.
?Is that a new Gi master?? Gouken asked as he stared. Goutetsu was wearing something out of the ordinary?.a Japanese style gi, the color such a pure and crisp white it looked as if it was just sewn together that day.
?The uniform given to me by my master long ago?I never wear it?.uncomfortable. It?s only ceremonial.? Goutetsu muttered as he tugged at the shoulder, scratching an itch.
?The beads? Around your neck?? Gouki asked.
?Yes. I?ll get to them later. Now?.in a few minutes you will meet Master Fei and his protg. Be cordial, and fight the best you can, I understand they are both exceptional fighters. They have won every tournament they have entered in their homeland. Be careful.?
?Like we haven?t?! Master, it shouldn?t be anything we can?t handle.?
?Hmm?maybe.? Goutetsu paused as he stroked his chin.
?Here they come.? Gouki whispered.
From the trees of the forest emerged two figures. One was about 5 feet 7 inches tall, with a long black robe. Chinese dragons and tigers and various other mythical animals were portrayed on the dark robe in gold thread that shined proudly in the rising sun. The man wore a long black beard, polished and trimmed unlike Goutetsu?s grizzly mass of salt and pepper strands. The man?s eyes were sharp beads embedded in his slender face, his head was filled with black hair that flowed down to his back, tied in a single long thick braid.
?Wong Lee Fei?.good to see you again.? Said Goutetsu as he nodded, a smile one gives an old friend plastered on his face.
?Goutetsu. The feeling is mutual.? Master Fei muttered, his voice slightly raspy, a rasp that came with age?yet still warm.
?How long as it been since we last saw each other? 15 years??
?To the day my friend.? Was Fei?s response, his eyes sizing Goutetsu up.
?Well, it is good to see you again Wong. AH! Let me introduce my pupils!? Goutetsu suddenly jumped as he had just remembered that Gouken and Gouki were even there. He turned around and told them to step forward.
?The elder one is Gouken, the younger Gouki. They are my students, and are shaping up to be great masters in our art.?
?Hello Master Fei. I am Gouki and it is an honor to meet you.? Gouki said as he offered his open hand.
?hmm?cordial.? Fei said as he shook the boy?s hand.
?And I am Gouken, I too am humbled in your presence Master Fei.?
?Buttering me up are you two? Heh?.now, my student. Gen step forward.?
Slowly another figure approached from the shadows. A young man about 27, of average height, but his slender yet muscular form implied otherwise. He wore loose black traditional Chinese pants?the folds in the fabric like waves of a midnight ocean. A blood-red sash was at his waist, and he wore a white tight-fitting t-shirt, exposing his top physical shape. His short black hair was gelled and combed backwards, enhancing his full clean-shaven face.
Gen?s eyes carried a piercing gaze as he stared at Gouken, then Gouki.
?Master Goutetsu, I am honored to be in your presence.? Gen would have sounded contrived to a trained ear as he continued staring at Gouki, then Gouken.
?Hmmm?I can sense you are anxious to begin the fight young Gen.? Said Goutetsu with a chuckle.
?Yes.? Was Gen?s response in a cold, dead voice.
?Pardon only Gen, my other student is serving his time in the military. But?Gen should be enough.? Fei said with a smirk aimed at Goutetsu. Goutetsu smiled in response.
?Well then, let?s get started.? Goutetsu said with a certain indescribable finality, and there the fight began.
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The ground felt slippery under Gouki?s feet, he soon realized it was because of his sweating.
He stood in stance, facing Gen who was about 20 feet away from him. The hard ancient stone tiles were beneath, worn by many years of fighting like the match minutes from beginning. To one side of the fighters lay a lush forest, the sounds of nature beckoning to them. To the other side the beauty of man?s design, a old Japanese almost-mansion?all sides separated by a stone wall 4 feet high, and 2 feet thick that boxed in the fighting ground. Moss grew wildly on the walls, a testament to the dating.
Sweat beaded on Gouki?s brow as he concentrated, focusing on his opponent. Gen stood completely calm, not moving at all since he first shifted to stance minutes ago. His eyes were closed, and his stance rigid.
?You are free to begin.? Said Master Fei, and the students obeyed.
They both rocketed forward simultaneously, smacking into each other?s faces with perfectly aimed punches. Their jaws rocked backwards as their extended arms criss-crossed.
Gen quickly recovered and swung with a strong backfist, Gouki swatted it away and countered with a roundhouse. Gen used his forearm to block the attack and then tried to punch Gouki in the chest, Gouki swatted that attack and bounded backwards. The entire exchange took no more than 2 seconds.
Both fighters said nothing, Gen pausing to spit unto the ground, Gouki feeling his chin. A bruise. Both students stared coldly at each other, their muscles like loaded firearms. They slowly slid into stance together, keeping their gazes locked upon one another.
Gen?s stance was different. He put all his weight on a leg placed behind him, and his hands were formed to look like the paws of-
?The Tiger style?!? Goutetsu exclaimed from the sidelines. ?Haven?t seen that in a long while.?
?Yes?? started Master Fei. ?I have taught my two students many old Chinese forms?.I have blended them and some of the traditional art. You like it?? A flash of confidence was in Fei?s voice.
?I?m impressed. You mean your students actually learned the different styles? And how to incorporate them into actual combat??
?Yes. Gen is an exceptional student, the best I?ve ever seen. He has learned a total of 5 animal styles. Crane, Leopard, Monkey, Tiger, Mantis. But he only uses about two at a time. He knows better than to do them all at once. That would be showing his entire hand when the game isn?t finished.? Master Fei smiled, a proud?slightly arrogant smile.
?Excellent Wong?.but has he truly mastered all of them? Or did he just learn the moves and move on? One needs to fully dive into the intricacies of a style?.?
?Watch old friend?just watch.? Said Master Fei.
?We shall see.? Answered Goutetsu.
Gen rushed in on Gouki, closing the distance quickly. He attacked with a right hook, which Gouki avoided. Gen expected this, kneeing Gouki in the ribs as he ducked and then uppercuting him off of his feet. Gen then caught Gouki in the air with a sharp high roundhouse, spiking him to the ground. Gouki bounced up and kicked Gen in the stomach, then elbowed him in the chest. Gen stumbled and Gouki pounced, grabbing the Chinese warrior and performing a classic over-the-shoulder throw, sending Gen sailing into the air. But Gen tucked his arms and legs close to his body and performed a quick back flip, catching himself. As he hit the ground Gen pivoted on the ball of his foot and shot back towards Gouki, catching him with a low palm strike so powerful it knocked Gouki off his feet and 10 feet away. Gouki skidded across the ground and smacked the hard tile, a cloud of dust trailing behind him. Gouki rose to his feet as the dust settled, the same silent gaze focused on Gen.
Come on FoF That is just wrong!!!
more fight! more fight! more fight! more fight!
Good chapter, we need more. I wonder if Akuma will or has already found the raging demon technique scroll in the forgotten study.
Please don’t keep us waiting for chp 12 for 6 months…:lol:
May many hells fall upon you for ending the chapter like that! Now I have to wait like 5 years for another chapter!! Arruugghh!!
Shoots FoF in pinky toe.
Oh, sorry. Just a little fustrated.
Good Job BTW!