It was cold, very cold and Jet's blood red kimono did nothing to dull the bite. jet tried to concentrate I can stop the feeling, i know I can. It was snowing lightly, and he was on the outside of a temple, up fifty steps which led to the entrance. Jet could feel that the coldness had gone away a little and he clenched his fists with confidence. He made his way up the stone steps and his sandals clacked on the hard surface.

he had traversed the steps, and before him was a gigantic and ornately designed wooden door. the door was three times his height, and Jet thought how he could get past the obstruction. Abruptly there was a flash of light and a man with olive skin and short black hair appeared, staring straight at jet. He wore a white Judo Gi and carried a bamboo baton in his right hand.

Jet went into fighting stance, his side facing the enemy, his forward hand extended and palm facing the man while his other hand lay ready on his soler plexis. "let's get this over with." and with that he threw a quick side quick to his opponents chest. The man swung his weapon around his head and deflected the blow to the right, But Jet followed up with a straight punch from his back hand and that hit his opponent squarely in the face.

However, that didn't seem to phase him too much and he jumped in the air, and proceed to bring his legs up and bring them forward to kick jet straight in the forehead. Feet made contact with Jet's face and sent him flying back into the snow. Concentrate Jet, you can do this. Jet was about to slam into the ground, but he righted himself just before impact, sending a small cloud of snow away from him.

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Courtesy of Genkai