The Origin And Change

The full moon shone, throughout the night sky...

A lone figure, the height of 5'8 was swimming in the ocean. his muscles flexed at every stroke, and he soon came to a stop...

'It should be here right?'

Shiro had been swimming for the past few hours at full pace.

After his short encounter with Yujiro and wanting to start his plan. He experienced a flash of memory.

A huge hole of darkness in the middle of the ocean. Easily big enough to swallow giant ships...

And an ominous aura pulsating from within. An aura that bore faint resemblance to his own...

Shiro was drawn towards this location. And when he was swimming could feel the pulses steadily increasing in power.

Shiro released his aura in full! Conjuring a black aura around his body, and a magenta flash in his eyes.

*RUMBLE*

'Oh Sh*t!'

*RUMBLE*

Shiro felt the sea level drop rapidly!

He swam as fast as he could to avoid the constantly lowering water! But he wasn't fast enough...

The sea fell fast and so did Shiro. Leaving him to descend into the darkness. And a giant hole, which was slowly closing up, out in the open sea.

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A figure sitting down meditating felt a disturbance, that stemmed from within his blood.

"Already?"

Yujiro looked towards a certain direction with a face of extreme excitement.

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Baki also felt this disturbance...

He was about to fight a few delinquents in school, and he quickly snapped his head towards the horizon.

"Shiro..."

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In what looked like to be a medium sized dark cave, Shiro stood soaked.

'Holy... Sh*t...'

When he was consumed by the water he thought he was going to die...

Shiro tensed his muscles for any oncoming danger, and observed his surroundings.

Ancient texts littered all around the walls of cave... And a huge black, demonic looking altar located in the middle of it.

At this point Shiro suddenly thought of something that was showed in the manga. In a specific chapter people found Egyptian hieroglyphs that depicted a prophecy of someone with a demon back, deep underground.

He thought this might be a similar situation in some way and moved towards the unknown language, which looked like scribbles to him.

"Here lies the blood of the strongest creature. Hanma." Shiro had unconsciously spoken a translated version of the language, and soon his blood burned.

As blood pumped throughout Shiro's body he felt as if he had just gained new knowledge...

He closed his eyes consolidating this knowledge. And after a few minutes they snapped open.

Shiro looked at the language once again. Knowing exactly what each scribble said.

"The blood of Hanma, lies within..."

"To read this, the prophecy is nearing it's end."

'The blood of Hanma? Prophecy?' Shiro thought.

He then moved onto the next set of lines.

"The secret of the blood..."

"Is whom it came from..."

"For the legacy to be inherited, this altar was created..."

"Only for one who has inherited HIS traits..."

"The prophecy is fulfilled."

'So the strength of the bloodline originated from a creature named Hanma? And I'm in a prophecy too?' Shiro shivered. He knew Baki and Yujiro were in an Egyptian prophecy that was within the Giza Pyramids, but him as well?

He summed this up to the simple reason that he was here!

Him entering this world, had changed it slightly. It wasn't just Baki who had been born that day. It was Shiro Hanma as well! An irregularity that had changed the world. And opened a new door of possibilities!

He then moved towards the altar.

The demonic looking altar had blood in it. A purple blood that looked as if it wanted to devour something.

Standing so close. Shiro decided to trust the words. After all, while it may be stupid. If it worked...

Shiro put his hand inside. As he reached closer and closer...

*FWISH*

The blood suddenly spurted up, covering his whole body and the cave began to rumble...

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In a dark cave that had ancient writings on the wall, and a demonic looking blood altar, a cocoon of blood pulsed.

*PULSE*

*PULSE*

The blood cocoon started to crack, revealing a figure with full black hair, and purple/reddish eyes.

*CRACK*

The cocoon split open and the figure stood up...

Compact slim muscles and a height of 6ft, with long black hair reaching his lower back.

This was Shiro.

After being enveloped by the blood, he had spent a long time adapting to the changes caused by it.

It started with the blood itself. Changing into a purple/reddish colour similar to his current eyes.

Then... His bones, making them many times stronger.

Next, his vessels, muscles, ligaments... Everything in his body had metamorphized. Capable of a brand new strength...

As Shiro stood the cave rumbled, and the sound of the water splashing could be heard. Shiro calmly stood, before being enveloped in a torrent of water...

*splash*

Shiro's head poked out of the water and he found himself in the same spot he had entered the strange area from.

He had finally found the secret of the Hanma bloodline.

The secret of the Hanma's is simply that their blood comes from Hanma. Yes... This was the great secret of the Hanma bloodline, however it was no simple human.

A human who evolved and broke the shackles of humanity, when humans were still bacteria...

This part really made Shiro wonder how people acquired it.

'Well the blood managed to stay, and not dry up I guess... People may have just found it and decided to have a sip. Wait... Did Pickle drink it?'

Many fans of the series regarded Pickle as having Hanma blood. Pickle was a human that survived in the Jurassic era, and fought dinosaurs. When he makes his appearance in the series he was 190 million years old.

Hanma was the originator of this blood. But the reason it was so different was because he had become something more. Something resembling a demon. This was why only the pure Hanma's could use the Demon Face and nobody else. A trait inherited from the ancestor.

While being enveloped, flashes of memories contained in the blood were projected to Shiro. A ripped body, standing at 16ft tall... Huge muscles... And something that Shiro thought wasn't possible. Every cell in the man's body even had their own muscles!

It truly wasn't something that could be called human anymore...

That was Hanma. The ancestor of Hanma bloodline. And the secret of his blood and it's future possessors.

Shiro also thought about something he really should have thought about a long time ago.

In the Baki and Yujiro fight, Yujiro brings out the image of the Hanma blood. The image appeared as a smiling demon, or as Shiro now knows... Hanma's devilish face itself...

Shiro's new powerup had only unlocked his bloodline fully, similar to how Goku had his potential unlocked in DBZ on Namek.

While he was nowhere near the level of Yujiro. He now had the potential to surpass him. However surpassing Hanma himself... Not likely.

And he would have to temper himself through many tough battles, continuously fighting so that he could polish his techniques and become strong.

But something good, was that compared to before. He was in a whole new realm. His senses sharper than ever. And his speed, strength, durability and stamina at a new peak.

'I wonder what Baki and that old man are doing...' Shiro thought while swimming.

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"Did you see, Rumina?"

Below a Japanese house, inside a dark basement with metal sheets plastered across the walls, were two people.

"Their attacks are strong and fast. But their defence is weak"

A young man with ripped muscles and scars all over his body, was fighting a 100kg mantis that was taller than himself!

"Move aside, Rumina." The kid moved away with a face of surprise as he watched what was happening.

The mantis rushed, slamming it's razor sharp pincers onto the young man.

However, now in a state of extreme concentration the young man jumped explosively dodging the attack, and continuously kicked the mantises head.

*THUD THUD THUD*

Kick after kick the mantis was being pushed back.

The man looked as if he was playing with the mantis... Instinctive movements that seemingly weren't reckless. And strong attacks aimed at every vital point the mantis had. It looked like a bird slowly attacking it's prey.

As the man delivered a final attack. The fighting stopped. And his head slowly looked downwards, to find that the mantis was actually of normal size, smaller than his hand.

He turned towards the kid, Rumina. Who had short blonde hair and the mantis disappeared.

It seemed that this young man was actually doing extreme shadow training. Making the imagined opponent cause damage to his body and making the kid, Rumina experience the imaginary battle...

Rumina, shocked looked at Baki and exclaimed "Baki! You won!"

The young man now identified as Baki, smiled. And they went back into his house.

As Baki and Rumina sat down. He sensed an oncoming attack.

He swiftly parried a punch aimed at his head. Then grabbed Rumina while jumping back.

"Rumina. Go back into the basement!" The kid did as he said and hurriedly went...

Baki observed the figure in front of him. A deep, long black hair that looked rather wild. A body that was compact and dense with muscle that looked similar to his. And a black combat suit.

A hint of surprise flashed Baki's face and both fighters readied their stance waiting for the first move.

*THUD*

Both fighters had rushed at each other, delivering a...

Great fist bump!

"Good to see you Shiro."

"Heheh, you too brother!"

The unknown figure was Shiro. And he had finished swimming before locating Baki's position rather easily.

"Hey Rumina!" Baki shouted "Come out! It's safe."

A small hatch opened on the floor, and a blonde kid soon came out. The kid looked at the extra figure within the room and stared at Baki.

"Who is this Baki?" Rumina asked.

A proud smile adorned Baki's face and he replied. "This is my brother Shiro." A nostalgic smile replaced his proud one as he remembered the things they have been through, and his journey to this point.

The night blossomed with the 3 sitting down, having bottles of coke and a great conversation.

'It's good to be back.' A content smile filled Shiro's face.

"Hey Shiro, stop ignoring me!" Baki's figure raised as he stared at Shiro.

"Ahhahahahahahaha" Rumina laughed, enjoying the company of these 2 idiots...

And the 3 indulged in a fun night that was peaceful.

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"Are we really doing this?" Shiro and Baki were on top of a restaurant in the United States looking at the current president George Bosch, giving a speech.

Baki turned to Shiro "You were the one who said you wanted to come."

Baki was planning to kidnap the president so he could make the request of going to the US Arizona State Prison. He had planned to go there alone, but Shiro asked to come with him.

Shiro glanced at Baki and replied, "Let's just hurry this up..."

They both climbed down the building, and rushed their way towards the president. The guards couldn't even catch their figures, and soon Baki and Shiro were caught live holding the president while running back to the restaurant.

"What are your demands?" The 2 kidnappers and George Bosch were sitting down at a table.

Baki confidently looked at the president. "Arizona State Prison..."

"What!? Why?" The president was confused...

He had got kidnapped by two 18 year olds, that didn't want money, didn't want power... But wanted to go prison? (Yes, they are 18 now)

'Today is such a weird day.' He thought.

"Biscuit Oliva, or 'Mr Unchained'"

Biscuit Oliva was an African-American man, and the strongest person in the US. Currently working as a mercenary and staying in the Arizona State Prison. His build is very large and he has a great love for muscles.

The president's face changed into a shocked expression, before promptly asking, "And if I don't follow your demands?"

Shiro, at this point blurred and appeared behind the president. He placed his hand gently on his shoulder and said, "Then a new president will have to be elected."

The president shivered, before agreeing and Baki and Shiro were soon taken to Arizona State Prison.

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Both brothers were currently in a car handcuffed. They neared their destination and Baki spiked a conversation.

"So why are you coming with me anyways? And what's with the change of style?" Baki had wondered this, and now felt it was a good time to ask.

Shiro laid back in his seat comfortably before speaking, "The exact same reason as you... To find a strong opponent. And for the change of style... Don't I look much better?" Shiro mischievously grinned.

Baki sighed at this response...

'Sorry Baki. I won't tell you this yet...'

To be completely honest, Shiro at this point didn't know if any strong opponents existed. Of course besides a certain red haired person... His plan currently was to wait until Pickle had been found, and Musashi Miyamoto 'created'.

He knew that the prisoners in Arizona State Prison were quite strong. But not at a level which could really challenge him. The only person who might be a challenge, was Biscuit Oliva.

This was sort of a vacation. Just... A bad one.

The car stopped and the 2 brothers had made it to the prison dubbed 'The Black Pentagon'. It was located in a vast desert, and was shaped exactly like a pentagon while being absolutely massive. It held more than 4000 prisoners and had tight security all around.

Baki, Shiro and a few other transported prisoners were now walking towards a scanning centre. Naked... The prison took the fingerprints, retina scans and full body scans for the new prisoners that entered.

All of the criminal's personal details were recorded. Baki and Shiro separated into different rooms and conducted these tests.

As Shiro went to do the fingerprint, it was normal. However, As his unique eyes were scanned...

A prison guard looked at the result in confusion, "Error?" He murmured.

He asked Shiro to take the test multiple times. But all came with the same result.

"Just move on with it already!" An impatient guard simply couldn't be asked. And he just wanted to finish this...

"Open your mouth." The guard conducting the test, collected a sample of the cells within Shiro's cheek.

A computer screen loaded, showing...

"Error again!?" The guard was annoyed. 'God this job sucks' he thought.

The guard then asked Shiro to lay down in a machine, as it conducted a full body scan. He hoped this would work...

Shiro's whole body was scanned, and surprisingly no abnormalities were shown. But his muscle and bone density were. Unnatural...

And if they had taken a blood sample, he would probably be tested numerous times, turning into a lab rat. Of course, only if they had the strength to make him do that.

After the test, a computer flashed, finally revealing details for Shiro. However not much information was there at all.

This showed just how much of a different life Shiro had. He had been in no public institutions like school, so the most amount of information they had was birth date, and minimal things like that...

However cases like these were not really abnormal. It was just... If they knew of what had Shiro done, then they would definitely be shocked.

Shiro was soon fitted in orange prison clothing and taken though the huge prison into a cell, with 5 beds and a single toilet. There was only 1 person in the room and seeing as he was resting Shiro decided to sleep.

He walked towards an untaken bed and was about to go lay down.

However a huge black male with enormous muscles grabbed his arm after stepping out of bed. "Name?"

Shiro looked at the prisoner. And with a smile greeted him, "Names Shiro big guy. Yours?"

The man took back his hand and returning the smile said, "Jones. The name is Jones. And there are some things you need to know in this prison."

He then explained about the rankings and the very terrifying prisoners that were inside this prison. He also explained about the different blocks and said how they were in the C block.

After talking briefly Shiro recognised this person as a rather friendly guy. However he knew the prisoners in this place were all criminals. He wouldn't trust someone from a simple conversation.

'I guess I could be considered a criminal too though...' Shiro had broken many laws when kidnapping the president. And he had also crippled many people... And he killed Bigfoot. Though he didn't know if that counted as a crime...

He finished talking with Jones and as he lay in bed he reflected. He liked to do this sometimes just before going sleep.

He reflected on his many changes in this world compared to his previous. He had gone from a person that initially was quite mature and served the army.

To a hormone influenced teenager that was slightly chunni because the Hanma blood was literally hormones on steroids.

And now he was a slight battle loving individual, with abnormally sculpted muscles and was casual and carefree most times. I guess being 'strong' did that. But he also carried a silent arrogance. He was also slightly merciless as he could easily cripple someone without thinking twice...

And It would probably be the same with killing too, as he already experienced that feeling. But killing someone was unnecessary, unless it absolutely had to be done. He wasn't a psycho that enjoyed death... But he wouldn't become the second batman either.

As he thought more and more.

He allowed his body to drift off into slumber.

And soon he was silently sleeping...