Blood Enemies by Jen Blame
I: Soaring Demon
Jen: Hey ya'll! If you weren't too fond of the other fic I was writing (Trigun, by the way), you might like this one, -gulp- I hope. Anyways, lets get down to the nitty gritty...
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Tekken games, I just love playing them, and Jin!
(After the King of Iron Fist Tournament 3's final match)
In the forest surrounding Ogre's castle, soldiers scattered in the forest, searching for Heihachi's escapee. "We can't let her escape!Heihachi scowled impatiently, How did that bitch escape?! I know that she was strong, but I beefed up a lot of security!
Sahna was cloaked and ran in her bare feet. When the wind blew silently, she jumped in the trees. "Must...get...away..." Here hearing was acute as a dog's so when she no longer heard any soldiers, she let go of her breath. Sahna jumped on another limb and swung at another. As she went through the treetops, gunfire exploded and a bullet hit a branch an inch from her head. Shit!
"Hands up, girl! We know you're there!" one soldier commanded in a loud tone. The girl froze in place. Another shot was fired and hit her leg. Ignoring the pain, she lept down and kicked them in the necks, sending them to their knees. Then she ran with all she could muster.
But that wasn't good enough. They caught up and surrounded her from all sides. "Don't be stupid, young lady. You're wounded so you can't escape. No matter how fast you are!"
On the radio, Heihachi hissed, "Be on your guard. And bring her in quick! She's the only one tested that survived!" The captain snickered back, "We got her leg. She's not going anywhere else!" Then he turned towards Sahna, "Make this easy on yourself and give up." Sahna's amber, chemically-changed eyes glowed with anger, "Tell him that I'd sooner face death than come back to the damned Zaibatzu!" After hearing her comment, they charged at her. But even on one leg, she "relieved" them of their firearms. When she tried to run again, one soldier caught her leg and pulled her down. Sahna landed on the hard ground as quickly as it was painful. "Like handaling a shamo, boys! This bird's going back to the cage!"
They laughed at their progress as they headed back with Sahna weak from the assault being dragged in the dirt. But she knew but in a few seconds that their fun would cease. Within an open area of sky visible, a shadowy, winged creature soared above them. It landed and knocked all of them to their knees and grabbed Sahna. Then it took off again.
Slightly frightened, Sahna opened her eyes to see who her savior was. She saw muscular arms around her and a ripped torso near her face. Black marks adorned the chest, but Sahna thought she could trust who it or he was. This looks too much like a man.
"Mr. Mishima, w-we lost her!" they studdered as they stumbled back. The old man didn't look surprised, more furious than anything else. "Did she really beat you up that badly and escape on one leg?" Captain Arikano held out a black feather and answered, "No, sir. It was him." Although Heihachi wasn't too wise, he knew the only one with black feathers. Damn you, Kazuya! That son of yours had to take after you, didn't he? He grabbed Arikano by the chin, conducted energy from his bare hands and blew up the captain's head.
The blood didn't bother him as much as the other men around him. All he wondered about was if one of them would die tonight...if Jin didn't change back.
They landed ten miles from the castle in a small area with a few mountains. Devil Jin laid her against a boulder and flew to the top of the hill. Sahna slowly opened her eyes, and looked up. He's still there... She now saw the siluette of him. Feathery wings were on his shoulders, but she could barely see his hands, which looked more like talons. Then she looked to her sides. In front of her were black feathers and blood. Then she frantically looked down to see if she still bled from her leg. But it clotted. Looking at the puddles more closely, she noticed that the feathers were covered in blood too. His blood...who is he?
Sahna shot up in her bed, sweating bullets on her face. Her blue-black hair was always drenched every night she had that dream of being back there. Although it had been three years ago, and the demon's identity still was a mystery to her. Chills rose speedily up her spine as she saw the demon's eyes on her conscious. Shrugging it off, she whispered, "I will avenge my family. Heihachi Mishima, it will be you and your family paying this time."
The next day, she went to the gym where she hung around and trained (her assumed purpose was self defense). Since living in New York, she had learned how to speak english, and met some of the best fighters in the martial arts class in the city. Paul and Marshall exchanged blows while Forrest stretched on the benches. There were five other men in the gym, who trained as well. But compared to the other four were amatures.
F. Law looked up and saw the girl enter. "Good to see you again, Sahna. Sleep well?" "Good rest, bad sleeping. But what about you? You had just finally recovered from your accident on Paul's bike months ago."
The other five trainers felt uncomfortable around her. Mainly because she was a female, and they believed she wanted to take advantage of them in a fight. But thanks to Paul, they had to hide it. Obviously because his threats were also promises.
"Ey! How's it been?" Paul said as he chugged down water at the bench, "Need me to KO someone today?" Sahna giggled but shook her head. The blond snickered as he looked inside his bottle, with no water. "Marshall, can I have some of yours?"
He sighed and handed it over, "First payments from your bike, now water. What's next, a free beating?" Forrest rolled his head to the sides and replied, "Wanna spar with me, Sahna?" The five looked up at his comment. Sahna smiled, "Just don't hold back." She stripped down to her black leotard and let her hair cascade down to her back.
Sahna made her first move by running towards him. As Law went to jump and flip for a Frog Man, Sahna went on her belly, slid under his feet, and kicked him in the gut from the side. Paul flinched as if he felt that blow. Then Forrest grabbed her left arm and almost snapped it out of place. but his opponent wrapped her right leg around his and knocked him to the ground. "Not bad!" he croaked as he jumped up and started punching. Sahna replied, "Same here!" But she decided to do her finishing move. She kicked him and stood on her hands. Then, got his neck in the crook of her right knee when she was in midair and flipped over, making Forrest land headfirst.
The other seven gaped in shock. Damn, she's good! Where'd she learn a move like that? Paul thought. Sahna helped Forrest to his feet, who was rubbing his head. "Sorry, I guess I got carried away." Paul waited for the silent five to criticize her, but they just left immediately. "That move was one unique move, girl. Where'd you learn it?" he chuckled. "I was working on it for a while, but I wanted to try it out." Marshall rubbed his chin, "You'rer an excellent. Maybe tournament material." Sahna beamed, Tournament...
Jen: It's me again. Hoped you liked it. Please oh, please review!
