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Chapter 1
An Unexpected Guest

Drip…drip…sweat drips down from Winchun as he hangs upside down, his stomach tightening up. “Slowly…slowly”, he says as he reaches for the jewel with complete caution. All of a sudden a guard appears behind him.
“Hey! Wha… what are you doing?” The guard said with a terrified look on his face. Slowly he pulled out his gun. The guard pulled out his gun and pointed at him and as it was shaking wildly he called for backup.
“Hey… Hey take it easy big guy” Winchun said calmly.
“Shut up!” the guard said with a petrified look.
“Why don’t I get down from here and we’ll talk about this, what do you say?” Winchun says with smoothness. BING!!! The guard shot at Winchun but missed by a long shot.
“Okay you want to do this the hard way then!” Winchun lets go of his harness triggering the alarm and landing on the glass container the jewel was in. He immediately swung to his feet watching all four corners of the room as guards swarm in. He ran and dove for the door like a football player diving for a touchdown, but a guard grabbed him by his feet and slammed him into the wall. As he slowly recovered standing up and holding his ribs he saw his partner Fanwang dropping from the ceiling. The guards start to circle around them and they both split up each fighting one half of the circle. Winchun got into position, both hands in a fist. Winchun made the first move by attacking one of the guards with a jab but missed and the guard grabbed his arm and twisted it. With instincts like a cat he tripped the guard by kicking the guard’s legs. Once the guard was on the ground, Winchun swiftly stomped his stomach finishing him off. Warmed up Winchun went on a rampage, violently swinging. A guard approached Winchun. The guard had a mean mug look on his face, but Winchun was not intimidated at all, he saw right through the guards look and smelled his fear. Winchun jumped at him and the guard dropped his gun, trembling with fear. Winchun kicked the guard’s ribs and he dropped to the ground. Another guard approached and Winchun grabbed him by his uniform and threw him into an antique vase that was sitting on a shelf.
“We‘re wasting time, set the bomb and lets get out of here!” Fanwang yelled to Winchun as he punched a guard in the face.
“Right”, Winchun said nodding his head and pulling the bomb out of his book bag, than he set it on the ground and started it, it was timed to detonate in one minute. Winchun took off running “let’s go”, Winchun said with relief that he did it. They both jumped over the guards and ran out the doors. Winchun felt happy when they saw their black mustang waiting for them outside. They jumped in and drove off, as the museum blows up in the distance.
“So do you have the jewel?” Fanwang questioned.
“What do you think?” He pulled out the polished blue, sparkling diamond. Once they pulled up to Winchun’s house they got out caustically knowing that anyone could be waiting for them. They crept in silently and flipped the lights on. “Dad! ...dad I’m home”, Winchun said cheerfully. He crept upstairs trying not to make no noise because his dad could be sleeping. Creeeek, creeeek, finally making it up stairs with Fanwang waiting down stairs, he opened his fathers bedroom door only to find him lying on his bed, with bloodshot eyes and his mouth wide open. His father is dead. Thoughts raced through his head it was like a whirlwind inside of his head. My Father is dead, mother disappeared years ago, what do I do now?
“Is everything alright?” Fanwang asked worried because of the silence. Suddenly the lights went out. Tap, tap, tap, Winchun heard something at the window. Slowly he looked up to see a creature like man with a rugged beard, wide eyes, and he was smiling.
“What the hell have you done to my father you nasty old man?!” Winchun cried with tears streaming down his face. The strange man did nothing but directed Winchun to attack. He ran toward the window with a fist, but the mysterious man easily dodged and jumped to the roof. The glass dropping to the ground made a wind chime like of noise. Winchun kicked out the rest of the window so he could climb through it. He pulled himself on top of the roof. “Why have you done this to my father?” Winchun said while trying not to lose his balance, “damn it did you hea-
“One man’s blood is another man’s glory”, the strange man quoted with a profound voice.
“Like your blood will be mine?” Winchun screamed with a striking voice.
“Let me help!” yelled Fanwang
“No…” Winchun looks up at the old man and smirks, “I will avenge my father. After his remark the man became angry and there was a silence as the crickets hummed their sad songs. The giant full moon stood between them. Suddenly they both bolted at each other and Winchun caught the man in the jaw. Once Winchun was close to him he realized how big the man was compared to himself. They both through fists violently at each other, their blood and spit flew all over. Fanwang stood back eagerly wanting to help his comrade out.
“You will die!” The man said with wide eyes as they pitted their strengths against each other. Winchun slipped on the roofs slope, he quickly grabbed onto the edge of the roof and pulled himself quickly onto his feet.
“Ahhhhhhhh”, Winchun rapidly struck the man’s kidneys. The man drew his sword quickly slashing Winchun’s arm. It bled uncontrollably; he fell on his back writhing with pain on the flat part of the roof. Lying there on the ground, blood gushing from his arm, he looked up and saw the man peering over him with his sword over his head. He slashed Winchun two more times in the stomach. He spit up blood, and he started breathing heavily. Lying on the ground he looked to the side of him and saw a brick, he grabbed it with caution as the man was starring above him. Once he had the brick clutched in his hand with all his remaining strength, he threw it at the man and hit him directly on the side of his face. They were both spewing out blood. Winchun’s vision started to grow blurry and he passed out. Fanwang knew it was time to take over. He ran to the shattered window picking up a sharp piece of glass, than he jumped on top pf the roof.
“That’s it, whoever you are, your time is up!” Fanwang cried.
“Your reason meaning, you only seek fortune,” the man said very calmly.
“Cut the fortune cookie crap, you shall die!” He said with a fierce voice and pointing at the man. He went on a wild rampage like a rouge elephant. He swung with all his force at the man knocking him off the roof. Fanwang jumped down after him landing on his feet some what like a cat. Staring at the man seemingly unconscious lying floor, Fanwang slowly reached for the man’s sword… But suddenly the man rose to his feet and Fanwang felt his heart drop to his stomach and he took a big gulp, and swallowed his saliva with fear. He grasped the piece of glass with a harder grip still hiding it. The man came at Fanwang with his four arm out striking him in the throat and punching him in the stomach. With blood gushing out of his mouth Fanwang took the piece of glass and slashed the man in the face exactly where Winchun had hit him with the brick. The wound cut open wide and deep, once the man had let his guard down Fanwang slashed him again and again in the face. The man was literally holding his face together with his bare hands, he then finally let go of Fanwang gasping for oxygen. As Fanwang looked up he could see the blood pouring through the cracks of the man’s fingers while he was holding his face. Fanwang new that this was his chance to attack, he charged at the man, but shockingly he countered by throwing Fanwang through a window in which led into the house. Fanwang got back up to his feet; it was pitch black inside of the house. The man slowly entered the house move with movements as though he were a sloth, his shoes making sort of an echo noise as he gradually stepped closer. Fanwang’s heart was racing as he silently ran into the kitchen feeling for a knife. Once he found one he grasped it with a gorilla grip, “you think you scare me? Well you don’t some come and get me I will slaughter you!” Fanwang shouted with an unconfident voice.
“A man who defies his death is dead in heart”, the man said again with some what of a great wisdom.
“Well, is that right?” There was a pause, “Is that what you are, dead in heart? Because you just won’t die!” Fanwang said trying to peer through the oasis of darkness.
“Ah ha… You see I do not defy my death, I only protect my life”.
“Yes but one who protect his life, does this mean he is afraid of death?”
“What are you trying to say?” The man questioned.
“Well… I am just saying that if all of us try to protect our selves does this mean even the bravest or the most devilish is dead at heart?”
“Hmmm… I am afraid that you have me stumped.”
“Of course not”, Winchun said as he entered the house. You could see a sudden relief lift from Fanwang. Winchun dove at the man slamming him into the ground, than he sat on the man violently punching and elbowing him in the face, “die!” Winchun shouted as he repeatedly stroke the man in the face. Finally the man fought back by grabbing Winchun by the throat, Fanwang came up behind the man kicking him in the face. The whole battle looked like a bloody massacre from a horror movie, only this had no special effects.
The man picked both of them up, demonstrating his mighty strength. He threw them both into the wall as he trampled to his feet. Winchun got back up onto his feet, but Fanwang exhausted stayed down. “It is time to end this”, Winchun said with a soft voice while wiping the sweat off his face and staring into the man’s eyes.
“Yes”, the man said tiredly. Winchun jumped into the air and did a flip kick; the man was sent back an inch by his blow. The man charged at Winchun head first, who was standing directly in front of Fanwang, as the man charged at Winchun he dodged out the way. There was a silence Winchun turned around slowly… It was over, the strange man’s head had gone right trough the knife that Fanwang had been hiding…