Tekken 6: Ties That Bind:
Prologue:
Author's Note: What's up everybody? Moontearz is back! And now I'm all safe, and snug in my dorm room! I feel compelled to write…you all know the drill…my stories always start with a prologue to get everyone acquainted with the characters and all that jazz…well, I guess the first order of business is to straighten some stuff out, and I'll do some shout outs!
Element6: You're kinda right…I can't give out anymore or I'll ruin my plot…but stay tuned and I promise I won't disappoint!
Asuka-kazama-Mishima-doo-san: Jinkies that's a long name! I go away for a couple of weeks and everythings changin'! LOL, oh well, thanks for your support…and update, I finally beat Evrae and am now stuck on Seymour…I haven't plugged in my PS2…oh wait, my roommate already did and is now playing Budokai…o…kay…anyway, I promise that I'll read your stories soon can't wait and I hope you like this!
Shadowsin: What up? I read your latest chappie…I think…well, actually I skimmed it, b/c the friend I was staying with still has dial up at their house and their mom was yelling at us to "GEEEAAAAATTT OOOFFFFF THE INNNNEEEEAAAARRRRTTTTT" that's Tennessean for "Get off the Internet please, I need to make a phone call." But, with two weeks before my classes actually start, I'll have plenty of time to read more! And I'm going to re read your chappie ASAP! But the parts I've read were awesome! Oh, and…hopefully, if it's okay with you, Kyo and Kaori will make an appearance!
Karisan: Hey! Goodness you update fast! I'll read when I get some time…like, after I post this latest chappie! I can't wait!
Thee Slushee: Please write another story! Your Xiaoyu one was really good!
Okay, without further adieu…or something…here comes the intro! However, I'm going to take another spin on my main intro…well, here goes nothing!
"Somethings gotta go wrong cuz I'm feelin' too damn good…"
The throaty voice of Chad Kroger sang through the car…a 1992 Pontiac Sunbird to be precise…the driver had the top down, and his sun highlited blonde hair whipped across his face as he drove.
He smiled reflectively…he had an attractive, healthy tan, and a surfer's lean, body. His cobalt blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of vintage, aviator sunglasses (real ones too…made in the '70's and the official brand of the military)…another heirloom from his deceased father.
As he drove down the highway, he was going a little bit higher then the speed limit…enjoying the wind in his hair, and the familiar smell of salt, and the cool breeze from the ocean.
His music, somewhat louder then a normal driver would allow brought himself attention...mostly positive (there were a lot of female drivers out today), and a few negative ones. (Old people and soccer moms mostly.)
But he didn't care, he kept his eyes focused on the road ahead…and towards his destination. After all, he had fought demons…monsters…devil…himself…he could handle a few rampant soccer nazi's.
Jamie Parker pulled up towards a stop light, and listened to the lyrics again…the refrain continued, and he quickly changed the song on the burned CD…that was enough of Nickleback for now…particularly when the lyrics hit so startlingly close to home.
Jin and Xiao were married now…on their honeymoon actually in St. Barts…Kazuya had gone off to reclaim what was rightfully his at the Zaibatsu and (for the most part) everyone else had left his home town to pursue other endeavors. Jinpachi Mishima was dead.
Gone.
He wasn't coming back again…Jamie shivered as he remembered the macabre way he had outsmarted the demi-god…seeing yourself eviscerated (albeit, a mystical, alchemic clone) was very unnerving…fighting Jinpachi, and racing to obtain the Chakra Orbs had forced The Nephilim to not only examine himself…but the darkness within him…that primal, hunter instinct that deep down…no matter how human you tried to be…always resided within you.
Dimitri had taken care of the Philosopher's Stone…he had chucked it into the mouth of Mt. Vesuvius…obliterating it, and making sure it would never come back. And lately, things had been relatively calm. Nightly patrols often found Jamie wondering aimlessly around town…and it got so tedious that the Nephilim actually began to hope for something to come around.
Oh sure, once and awhile, a newly risen vampire would appear…but nothing challenging for the Chosen Warrior to contend against…so, he used a lot of the off time to train and…of course, hang out with friends! Still though, summer was winding down, he, Mina, Robbie, and Maureen would have to head back to the dorms soon…classes started in three weeks…Jamie was actually looking forward to settling back into (somewhat) of an old routine.
However, life here recently began to pass by in a complacent normalcy that The Nephilim hadn't enjoyed since…well…before becoming what he was. Justin was still around town, planning to go on tour in Amsterdam or something with Bam and the other skaters…Jamie supposed it was just as well. His brother (and chief caretaker) was leaving their two dogs in the watchful hands of Robbie's parents.
Meanwhile, earlier today, he had received an e-mail from Julia saying that she and Hwoarang were in Arizona…visiting Julia's family! The whole thought of Hwoarang seeking approval of his girlfriend's parents was completely laughable in itself…while Asuka and Billy headed back to Japan to start school, Steve continued to professionally box while Christie…joined the popular dance troupe The PussyCat Dolls.
Everyone seemed to be having world wind exciting changes going on in their lives while (ironically) Jamie, the one who's life was supposed to be filled with demon killing and intrigue, was leading a particularly normal summer.
And the Nephilim wouldn't have had it any other way.
At the stop light, he looked to his left…a trio of blonde girls were rocking out to some hardcore Hilary Duff…as Jamie glanced over, they looked and giggled…once upon a time, Jamie would have thought they would be laughing at him…but with the typical teenage insecurities behind him, he knew that it wasn't the case.
He smiled back, and blushed slightly (old habits die hard he supposed)…however, his attention was immediately drawn to his right, where a rental car had begun to rev its engine. He glanced at the driver and found that it was a certain, red haired Japanese Teenager…the punk one out of the Kazama clan, Kyosuke "Kyo" Kazama.
He was leaving soon for school, but he liked it here, and Jamie and Mina honestly didn't mind having him and Kaori (his girlfriend) around. He grinned and revved his engine again. Jamie immediately countered by throwing his car into park and repeating.
The green light came, and Jamie, in his ghetto car, managed to burn a bit of rubber. The race grew neck and neck at the highway, until the last minute Jamie shot through a yellow light, leaving Kyo trapped at a red. Jamie laughed happily and, with great flourish, flashed his hazard lights…which, as he taught to Kyo, is the American, universal symbol of "You just got owned!"
A few seconds later, as Jamie slowed down to the legal limit, his cell phone began to ring. He picked it up.
"Hey…no fair!"
"What? I just dusted your ass! Before you race someone Kyo, you should make sure that they haven't lived here for nine years!" Jamie answered back.
"What ever…I want a re match."
"You got it! But watch yourself okay? There's cops around here." Jamie cautioned.
"Thanks…hey, we're all still going to the movies later tonight right?" Kyo asked.
"Um…" Jamie thought…trying to remember. "Yeah, yeah that sounds good…I've been a little out of it lately and I forgot that we planned plans."
"Don't worry about it," Kyo chuckled. "Kaori and Mina made 'em, I think we're just supposed to show up."
"That's how it always is anyway…listen, I gotta do this thing…but…um…"
"Oh riiight…you promised that guy we met at the VDA…Chris right? What'd he want?"
"Some PR thing for his stupid Abercrombie and Fitch store…if I do it I'll get cash…which is good…but I should be done around ten…I'll call you guys then."
"Sounds good…by the way…did Mina call you?" Kyo asked.
"Um…not in the last couple of hours…why?" Jamie asked as he pulled into the mall's parking lot.
"Kaori called me…she was helping Mina at her dad's Karate School…anyway, she just said to call whenever I get a chance."
"Something wrong?" Jamie asked…a thin line of worry creased over his features as he shut the car off.
"Didn't sound like it…I'll check though okay?"
"Yeah thanks." Jamie slammed his door and locked the car.
The two said goodbyes as Jamie headed across the parking lot…before closing his flip phone though, he noticed that it flashed that he had two missed messages…the first was from Mina.
"Hey Jamie…it's Mina…give me a call when you get this….don't worry, nothing's wrong…I think…some weird guys came in today though…anyway, it's probably nothing, you work at the school so you know we get some weirdo's sometimes…anyway, love you, have fun with Chris." A sarcastic note ended the conversation.
The second call was an unknown name and number…but when he listened, he heard the familiar pitch of Kazuya's voice.
"Jamie it's Kazuya…give me a call as soon as you get this…we have much to discuss."
Jamie tried Kazuya's number…but no one picked up.
"Shit…" Jamie cursed under his breath.
He knew he needed to look into it more…but at the moment, he didn't have the time…besides, he'd have to put Jamie Parker, Chosen Warrior to fight Demons aside, and break out, Jamie Parker, Abercrombie and Fitch…person…
He gritted his teeth as he thought about the latest task at hand…and all the while two thoughts went through his head.
I'm doing this for the cash…I'm doing this for the cash…
But deeper, nagging at the back of his subconscious, another voice echoed the prophetic refrain from the song he had just heard:
"Something's gotta go wrong 'cuz I'm feeling too damn good…"
Author's Note: Okay, sorry if this sucked! It's been awhile and I'm a little rusty…hope you enjoyed this chappie! Next chappie will focus on why exactly Mina called, followed by Jamie's "encounter" with some new evils! I hope you liked this chapter please READ AND REVIEW much love to everyone!