Title:
Bring Me To LifeAuthor: Stripped
Author's Note: This is my first Tekken fic, so if you have criticism, please try to make it constructive, ok?
Synopsis: Takes place during Tekken 5 (which is a tag-team tournament). Can someone with devil genes in them fall in love? Jin meets an American hakke-sho/hakkyoku-ken/tae kwon do fighter, named Calleigh Phoenix. He is greatly impressed with her abilities, so he asks her to be his tag-team partner. What else will happen?
Disclaimer: If I owned Tekken, there would be a character specifically designed to be just like me (only more kickass)…so, as you can see, I don't own it.
Introduction:
Vicious Angel (JIN'S POV)I treaded vacantly down the alley-street. Before I took another step, though, I made totally sure my eyes and hair were completely covered with the hood of my coat. Wouldn't want to be recognized, now. I'd been supremely careful since the end of the last King of Iron Fist Tournament. Yes, I, Jin Kazama, actually had a fear. Don't call the press, though, ok? But, yeah, the King of Iron Fist Four had definitely been interesting. My own father and grandfather (who I'd pretty much disowned from the King of Iron Fist Three…but that's another whole story that we'll get into later), at the time, had a target on my back. That's not always easy for someone who was only twenty-one-years-old to be going through. I had made many feeble attempts to push that to the back of my head, so I could continue his training system, but of course, it rarely worked. Walking through dark allies is quite the way to prepare yourself for a battle with any Mishima, or at least I hope so, for my sake…I laughed to myself, as I turned the corner. Apparently, my ears weren't as sharp as they could be, because the second I rounded the corner, I heard a feminine yell, that could have been heard from a hundred feet away.
Contrary to what I originally thought, she wasn't being beaten, though. She was the one delivering the punishment. Many series' of chops and kicks sent this poor guy she was beating flying against the wall. I wanted to say something, but I was too surprised by her quick moves. It was like she was something out of a Jackie Chan movie, only she was right here. "Ahem, excuse me?" I cleared my throat. I heard my thick Japanese accent, and wanted to choke my words right back down. I hated that accent.
When I brought attention to the fact that I was there, she was in mid-kick, and then she looked toward me, causing herself to miss her target by two feet. She groaned as she hit the ground, then rolled over and scurried to her feet as quickly as she could, returning to fighting stance. "What do you want?" she seemed annoyed.
"To see if anything was wrong here?" I explained, while pulling my hood over my head a little more, so all you could see was a shadow where my face would be. As soon as those words escaped my lips, I realized that was the stupidest thing I could've said. "I heard you yell, and I was just wondering-…"
"Oh, no…everything's just peachy and great…thank you for asking, Mr.…" she paused, waiting for me to reply.
"K…just call me Mr. K," I grinned in the shadow of my hood. "And, no, obviously everything's not fine, or else you wouldn't be kicking the shit out of this poor shmo…" I laughed a little.
"Thank you, Captain Obvious…" she rolled her eyes. "And, if you're going to be going by Mr. K, you can call me Miss P…" she told me, holding back her attacker with just one hand.
"Ok, then…why are you fighting with this guy in the first place, Miss P?" I asked, wondering why the guy hadn't said a word to me in his defense. "Did he hurt you, or bother you, or something?"
"He harassed me…" she explained. "Kept doing cat calls all the way down the street, then followed me into the alley."
"That was a bad idea…" I looked from 'Miss P' to the mystery harasser. "Do you think you've learned your lesson?" I asked him.
"Don't mess with a chick, just because she's hot?" the guy, who looked about twice Miss P's and my age, scoffed.
I rolled my eyes at him, and looked at Miss P. "Why don't you let him go…?" I suggested, gently, knowing that more than likely, it wouldn't work.
She rolled her eyes. "Will you leave me alone?" she asked, looking at the poor guy, who was scared halfway insane. Once he nodded, she moved her hand from his head, said, "Get out of here…" and watched him scurry off like a squirrel. "Now, what's your real name?" she turned her attention to me.
"My real name is…" I mumbled 'Jin Kazama' under my breath. "And yours?"
"Well, jnkzma…" she mocked me. "I'll be honest, and not mumble, unlike you. My name is Calleigh Phoenix," she smiled. "And, thank you for showing up…I may have killed him, and I don't exactly consider living out of a cell a fun life…"
Calleigh Phoenix?
I asked myself. She seems way too nice to be related to the person I know with the last name Phoenix. I pushed the idea right out of my head, laughed at Calleigh's joke, and moved my hood so that she could make out the shape of my eyes and the color of my hair. That was more of my face than I'd revealed to anyone, recently. I figured this was probably the nicest American I would meet, so I had to take advantage of this opportunity. Plus, she wouldn't recognize me off that little of my face…~~
Do I continue? Yes or no? If so, next chapter will be Calleigh's POV.
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How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb.
Without a soul, my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold,
Until you find it there and lead it back home.
[Chorus:] (Wake me up) Wake me up inside,
(I can't wake up) Wake me up inside.
(Save me) Call my name and save me from the dark.
(Wake me up) Bid my blood to run,
(I can't wake up) Before I come undone.
(Save me) Save me from the nothing I've become.
Now that I know what I'm without you can't just leave me.
Breathe into me and make me real…bring me to life.
[Chorus]
Bring me to life.
I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside.
Bring me to life.
Frozen inside without your touch, without your love, darling.
Only you are the life among the dead.
All of this sight, I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me.
I've been sleeping a 1000 years it seems;
I've got to open my eyes to everything.
Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul
Don't let me die here…there must be something wrong.
Bring me to life.
[Chorus]
Bring me to life.
I've been living a lie…there's nothing inside…
Bring me to life
