Ten years later
David Shaw Ryan crossed the slick road, shivering slightly due to the drizzle.He ran under a shack before pulling out the picture of the person he was to find. Peering at the picture closely, he stared at the passerby's to check.
Nothing.
Just as he was about to give up , he sighted a man dressed in military issue trousers, black tops and a black fur jacket.
Bingo.
As the man passed David, he slowed down and gave him a long knowing look, one that said clearly ' I know you know who I am ' before moving on .
Trying to overcome his shock, he hurried after the man while he was lost in thoughts . How the hell did he discover me, he thought. To his suprise, the man stopped and turned to look at him
"David Shaw Ryan, a C-class martial arts expert with stressed experience in Aikido. Am I wrong?" The man tilted his head ashe queried David.
"How the hell di-did you know who I am?" was the best David managed to blurt out
"Your dog tag", the man replied nonchalantly.
At this point, David couldn't help but flinch in fear and suprise. The man was about thirty centimetres away from him , and his dog tag was covered by his jacket, only visible when wind blew . How strong is his eyesight, he thought.
As the man turned to go , David barked "wait!" , before hurrying to meet the man "how did you know my strength and the martial art I specialise in? Have you been researching me?", he queried, a dark look in his eyes.
"You're not so important as that, I'm afraid", the man noted, a chuckle in his voice "I simply just sensed your countenance".
"How did you get that scar", David asked, referring to a large H shaped mark on his face.
"In battle ",the man , obviously pissed by the interrogation, replied as he began to walk away. "Hold on!", David yelled as he grabbed the man by his jacket. "Piss off", the man hissed, narrowing his eyes.
For a martial artist like David, such a remark was taken as an insult. As soon as the man made the statement, David planted his leg behind the man and pushed him, making him to lose his balance but to his suprise, the man smashed his raised leg into David's stomach, placed his palm on the ground and landed quite erect with a smile on his face.
David, who had Poor Anger Management, got enraged and pulled out a Military Issue 16 - inch blade and charged at the man