Yakuza: Like a Phoenix

Chapter 2: Into the Ring

January 12, 1998

Purgatory, Kamurocho

Now at the age of twelve, you walked with Mogui to the Coliseum. You are wearing a white tank top and camo shorts that you 'borrowed'. "You have learned my techniques, but you have yet to master them. In order to master a skill, one must challenge themselves," Mogui explained.

"So, this is where you will test yourself. Until you have mastered what I taught you, your training is halted," Mogui said and he pointed to the Coliseum doors. With a determined look, you walked through the doors into your first ever real fight.

"On one side, we have the Angel of Death, the Judge of Souls, Ferryman of the Styx, Charon!" The announcer exclaimed as your opponent arrived at the scene. He is tall, wearing a black wrestling mask with horns. He has no shirt and wears shorts with sneakers. The crowd cheered and whooped for Charon.

"On the other side is a newcomer! He's young and unproven! A boy with a spark, it's Y/N Sawamura!" The announcer signaled you to enter the ring. You were shaking at the people cheering for your demise. The crowd wanted a bloodbath. In the crowd, two people caught your eye.

One is sitting at a table, he is a short and obese man with a blue bathrobe. The other is a large, dark skinned man standing next to the obese man with his arms crossed. Their eyes were locked onto you. Their expressions unreadable to you.

BGM: The End of Drama

"Will he hold his own against Charon?! Find out now!" The announcer started the match. You quickstepped away from Charon's charge. You were now behind the larger opponent.

Charon twisted around, his palm striking your stomach. You coughed up saliva and fell to the ground. Charon jumped into the air and flipped. "First blood goes to Charon folks! Is Sawamura unconscious already?!" The announcer said, figuring that it was already over.

You rolled backwards, your hands pushed off the floor and you backflipped to your feet. The second you were in the air, Charon landed where you were on one foot. "Amazing! Sawamura is back on his feet, dodging death itself! What a little trooper!" The announcer commented, impressed by your tenacity.

You ran to the caged wall of the arena as Charon stalked after you. You ran up the wall, and jumped off it. Charon was caught off guard at your agility. "Is Sawamura running? No! He's using the cage to jump off it! What has this boy been eating?!" The announcer asked, shocked.

You locked your legs around his neck. Then punched his head over and over. You rode the large man as he tried to shake you off like a bull. "Sweet Jesus! Sawamura jumped onto Charon! This kid has many tricks in those little pockets of his!" The announce said in amazement.

He ran backwards to the wall. You jumped off his shoulders and landed with a roll. Charon ended up just hurting himself because of that. "Sawamura tricked Charon into damaging himself! This boy is going places!" The announcer cheered

You panted, sweating, you're hardly doing any damage, but that's still something. "Looks like Sawamura has worn himself out. C'mon Sawamura!" The announcer cheered you on.

You entered a stance, one leg foward, while your body bent back. The other leg pointed to the side. One fist is held up to your face, elbow bent up. Your wrist is bent to point your fist outward. Your other arm is at your hip, pointed outward with your fist pointed straight at your opponet. Your fingers were bent at the first joint, the Leopard Fist. This is the Leopard stance.

You lunged at Charon, your fists flying into his torso. Then you drove your elbow into his abdomen. He grunted and coughed. Charon gave you a chop to the head. Sending you on your stomach.