In ancient times, the Shao Lin Monastery was a home for righteous monks to study Buddhism and master the martial arts for both physical and mental discipline. They studied the mannerisms of reptiles and other animals, and developed superior fighting techniques. One of the deadliest of all kung fu styles was the famed Wu-Tang sword, an invincible weapon mastered only by accomplished monks. They were the guardians of humble rice farmers from the slums and villages. The monastery was a place where young kids who were tired of gettin' beaten up in the streets could go to learn self-defense and mooch a bowl of hot soup. There they developed bodies with the strength of diesel trucks while defending man, woman, and child from the evil Manchus.

Long ago, one young warrior advanced through all 35 chambers of martial arts. When a student mastered a chamber, he was given a gold tooth; this disciple's smile displayed a mouthful of gold. There were no more chambers to master, so he told the Abbot he wished to start a 36th. Tradition demanded that he fight his teacher with the brotherhood silently watching.

He was fearful of the Abbot; never before had he encountered an opponent that had advanced to platinum status. The Abbot's fangs had diamonds to blind the eyes of student fighters, testing their vision as well as their focus. Although he was the best of his class, the brave warrior lost to the Abbot's technique and was sent away.

For years, the Manchurians wanted to destroy Shao Lin. The Wu-Tang Clan were rebels against the ancient temple who taught the Manchus their deadly style. Unlike whirling sword, twin sword, and drunken sword, Wu-Tang sword was invincible, and with it the Wu and Manchu joined forces to burn Shao Lin. The reason for treason was clear. The Abbot had forbidden the teaching of the secret style, but the Clan felt it was too important to withhold from the outside world. Like unnumbered stars, they covered the earth as messengers, teaching this complicated art form to all who dared challenge it. Those who merited death got it. Those who were down for radical change became fierce students.

The ancients believed two things:

1. That the descendants of the slain monks would one day rise up against the Clan for revenge.

2. That the legendary Wu-Tang Clan would be reborn to finish their ageless plan of controlling the universe. Such is the continuing legacy of the most feared group ever to master the art, a group that remained inseparable till the appointed time arrived.

This is the origin of my past now here is the origin of the Killah. One night while two hippies were drunk something happened.

Was it the weed kicking in? NO!!!!

Was it the cheap beer and beads?? NO!!!!

It was the night that the master was conceived. His parents knew this child was not interested in free love and peace. He did not mind the free sex and drugs (he heh huh he) but, they knew of a man that could tame this wild beast. His name Master Pu, they called him this because he was so pu that he eat out of a trash can and smoked roaches for buzzes. He might have been a sick mutha but he saved the drunken hippies more than once. The hippies thought that if he had discipline that maybe he would be more than they were. This child was named Jack Owens. Named after the playing card because of his many skills at such a young age. As the years got older so did Jack. Mastah Pu whooped the sex and drug crazed fool Jack into something more than he was he is now the KillerX better known as The NINJACK. Mastah Pu’s last test was for Jack to kill him. For you see Mastah Pu was getting really sick those smoked roaches finally caught up with him. The fight lasted for nine hours. This was because Jack did not want the old bastard to die. This was the first and only time Jack showed mercy to another. They fought in side the DOJO they fought outside of it. They even fought in the lake. This was Pu’s mistake, he tripped on a rock and landed in the water. This is something important if you fight for nine hours cold water and lying on your back mix in the bad way. Mastah Pu with his last breaths told Jack what he must do. He finds out that he was trained to do one thing and one thing only be an assassin. As Jack understood this he could only do one thing. He sliced Mastah Pu’s neck at the spinal cord. Once spliced Jack ripped his head clear from his neck and Mastah Pu asked for one last thing with is last breath. He asked if he could be skinned and placed in a glass box so he can decay in peace and he has been in that case for twelve years now. And that started the legend and he has been killing the ones who deserve it ever since eight hundred and counting…

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