Author's note: Ok, bad news,...Irish woman is on blocked at the moment. :/ Flame me as much as you want to, since I deserve this. D8 I always ended up ruining fics, and the next thing happens is that I lost inspiration. But now, I have another new fic, which I don't think anyone would read this time, since I betrayed them with the first one. This time I'd like to try...well try to take this fic on a more serious and action based, little tiny incy winsy bit of chemistry, maybe a lil bit of humor, which everyone would like I think.

Disclaimer: Tekken(c) Namco Bandai


Chapter 1 _Target

"Ahaha, now...tell me why didn't you stay longer with her? She's hot and sexy ya know?"

"Naw, like I'd waste my money over a whore, I'd rather spend it on alcohol and cigs."

It was this particular routine that you have to hear every night, for staying in a cheap motel. The alley cats meowing and screeching for a fight, drunken thugs laughing and throwing there empty bottles around, the sounds of broken glass echoeing, plus those annoying laughter they can muster.

A whore...

Just that word can basically make the assassin remember that despised relative of hers.

Such a shame to the Williams family.

The taunts that she carry in that seductive manner, and was always on the prawl to defeat her sister.

But Anna always loses, always, always, and always...

"She'll never learn..." thought a woman who was standing right at the peak of a balcony.

Standing and looking jaded with her cold eyes survyeing the view of the city, her mind was set onto the goal that she was to accomplish, and to have victor over. The sounds of bullets unloading sounded like tiny bells ringing, as if it was something innocent.

_-flashback_

"Had you heard of the news that the new leader of Mishima Zaibatsu declared a war?"

The mysterious man in shades asked her. They were seating inside the bar, where it was dark and ill-lit, the noisy and awful karaokers singing to there heart's continued smoking, making Nina winced at the smell.

"Yes. Heard of him. Is he the target that you want me to kill?"

The politics, economy had always been in furious battle within other. There was no peace in this wretched world, where you call earth.

Even religions were falling apart.

He paused, immediately sighing out his last puff and ended his half finished cigarette into the plate, leaving nothing more but small traces of smoke in the air.

"That's it Ms Williams. The paycheck will be very high, I can assure you."

Nina raised her brow slightly, skeptical at the man's words.

"A higly-skilled assassin like yourself can succeed with no sweat at all. Years of being one can definitely predict that the mission will be succesful."

"Speaking in a forked tongue, I must say."

"Not at all." He chuckled at this, menacingly.

"So when will this mission start?"

"As soon as man will ruin all my plans if he starts a war." With that said, the private yet deadly conversation sat up, put his bill onto the table, and walked away.

The music continued with Nina left all alone, seating on the red couch, accompanied with only a glass of water that the mysterious man had treated to her. The glass was only touched by flying dust around the corner.

Suspicous as she is, she never sipped it, afraid that there might be some kind of poison inside the drink. Her trustworthy was slim and it was hard to get at the same time.

Being an assassin had made her alot of enemies. Nina never once had any good friends around her, but the only person who was closest to her was non other than Anna.

The sisters knew everything about each other, yet they had never once get along. The thought was then put aside. Anna had always wanted to defeat her, and it annoyed her to the core.

_flashback_ended_

That familiar building, where there was this dark aura or luminoscity contrasting from it. Where her next target is staying. His headquarters, guarded with armored soldiers.

The story was expectant.

Another man shall die in her marciless hands, blood everywhere, and people screaming with Nina Williams escaping everytime.

Kazama Jin

The thought of the name, too, sounded really familiar to her. Where had she heard of it before.

When she first saw the announcement in commercial screens through this city, where the young man himself had announced a war. She had thought nothing of it, but just another victim that she might be granted to assassinate by her clients.

That thought eventually came true as she was now in metre radius of the HQ. Again her eyes scanned the area, making sure that the guards are not looking at her direction.

Each few seconds of glancing the other direction can give her way to slid over without being noticed.

Nina wasn't expecting this to be so easy. The security was too low for her it seems. At this point, she looked around to see if there is any edge or corner for her to climb onto, but everything was round and spherical.

She knew that something like this would happen. With that, she wore her special gloves, checked one more time if the guards are coming or not, and climbed up.

Few minutes later she was already ontop, looking at clueless soldiers below her like little red ants. A smirk spread across her lips.

"Pathethic security you have here." she said silently, already professionally cutting out a huge circle across the window.

As her heels softly clicked onto the carpeted floor, her eyes immediately adjusted itself into the darkness. Sensing something was amissed, she realized that the bed was empty.

Within half a second, she backflipped and avoided a straight punch right from behind her. She twisted her body around with one hand to muster a kick towards the enemy, though blocked obviously.

A hiss escaped from Nina's lips as she took out a dagger from her hip holster and stabbed her enemy's feet. She heard a groan from him, did a low kick and tossed him over onto his bed.

She panted slightly, thinking that she had'nt been fighting a worthy opponent for a while.

"Time to die." she took out her next dagger and tossed it straight on him. Just in that wee moment he rolled over the bed and the knife spread opened everything.

Water started pouring out like a fountain onto the floor, and just when she was about to react again, he took this oppurtunity and grabbed her neck, slamming her onto the wall.

"Shit." she frowned more than she usually had, though she was glad that she hadn't over-estimated her victim, or she'd ever feel embarrassed. Cursing herself inside her mind for reacting so slow.

"Pffft, maybe because I wasn't expecting him to move that fast after stabbing him on the foot."

It was logical. No normal human can avoid the pain like that...no one.

"Nina Williams." Her thoughts vanished as she looked up to meet the fierce glare coming from her target. Both of them had their brows knitted together, to see who has the most fiercest and coldest.

"Still trying to assassinate me, I see."

The blond bombshell continued being silent. She thought, and must have knew why the mysterious man had given her such a high prize for murdering him.

He was hard to assassinate, and his grip on her neck was stronger than usual. She admit that her heart was now beating in fear, but she can't let that engulfed her entire character at the moment.

It felt strange all so sudden. Finally, she was able to see Jin Kazama upclose, even if the room was dark, his crystal eyes glowed across the moon's light, making them looked menacing, but not long after it turned back to normal.

The constant feeling of Deja vu grew onto her, making her feel uneasy. She begin to wonder what he had just told her, but she does not plan on thinking back anymore. The pain she felt whenever she had a flashback is not a good time right now.

"...Have we...actually met before.." she managed in a hoarse voice, the grip was still too tight for her throat to even muster a breath. With that, Jin losened his grip abit, to let her breath.

"You don't remember do you?"

Adding to that constant feeling of Deja Vu made her uneasy. She didn't have any memories of her life before the cold sleep, and she didn't have any records of whom she had met or what she had done before.

"You failed in killing me a few years ago, do you think you can actually hurt me with just a stab on my foot?" he proofed,by just simply taking out the dagger like it was nothing, threw it unceremoniously onto the corner of his room.

"I can still kill you." she said, unsatisfied that he was somewhat insulting her in a way.

Jin's grip tightened once again, and his face snarled even more.

"Tell me at once, who sent you here, and why?" His furry and thick brows arched in even more. All the woman can do was trying to grasp for oxygen, and not answering. Then he thought it was useless to ask who sent her to assassinate him, because he won't get any answers at all.

Her intake of oxygen was about to stop until he let go of her. The sound of slight coughing echoed the room once she plopped onto the floor, holding her soar neck. As he turned his back around her to alert his guards, she once again took action. This was expectantly coming as he dodged the next dagger, deciding to slam her onto the floor, locking her arms in one powerful hold.

"Did I tell you to move?"

She tried wrestling, but to no avail. "I don't listen." and she continues trying any way to kick him off of her, but her legs were locked between his.

"Then do you remember Ogre."

He finally mentioned his name. The name that each and every fighter know. Her blue eyes finally shot open, the pain begining to spread into her entire brain. Those teeth, clenched and tightly locked to avoid a scream that was about to escape from her throat. He continued looking at her writhing form, unaffected as to why she was in pain suddenly.

The name had triggered her memory of a ancient looking beast, looking at her with those eyes that can send anyone feeling his wrath. Nina immediately remembered why she had lost half of her memories in the first place.

She was possessed by the monster himself after her cold sleep, after that she was controlled like a puppet to kill the man right infront of her, ironically.

After her fast-paced remeninscing, she panted heavily, sweat pouring out of her forhead as if she just came out from a sauna. She snapped back at him, expression still holding some ache.

"Ha...haha, now I remember, thanks to you." a evil smirk spread her lips for a few seconds, but later vanished. Still remembering the irritating position she was staying.

"Had that name actually triggered your memory, Nina Williams."

The way he said her name, it sounded ordering, yet somewhat gentle at the same time. She paused, purposely taking her time to answer, in order to tick his nerves off as she had realized earlier on.

"You were that boy, just another victim to be in my hands, the end." she chuckled in that deep sultry voice, finding her ridiculously short story amusing.

About to loose his patience, he almost wanted to sent her flying out of the window that she had just cut a hole into, let her be threwn like a unwanted rag doll, and let her get arrested by his guards.

For an unknown reason, he can't. His curiosity picked in, wondering how she can sneaked in through the security with such ease. Was his security that low?

"How did you get in."

"Your guards are not good enough. You might wanna consider a personal bodyguard, you dumbass." her normally cold eyes became even more colder at this state. The hue of her blues started glowing when the moon appeared once again, giving it a mysterious feel.

By this time, the water bed had already flooded half of the carpeted floor. Nina's purple suit was soaked , with her hair becoming wet.

Jin brought his face closer to hers, unknowingly, and strangely finding the situation becoming seductive suddenly.

Being a man has his own ways.

After achieving this role during his victory in the 5th tournament, he had all that a desperater poor person would want.

Money...

Women...

Power...

He saw how he could just toy around with all 3 of these things. When he started, all the women came swooning over him, commenting and remarking, pleasing him.

"What did you say." he whispered into her ear, tickling her right cheek.

With that, her next reaction was spitting on to his face.

"Don't even..." she continued glaring, making sure he isn't going to try aything more funny. The only thing she disliked about her job is when she needs to be seductive. It reminded of how her sister would take her time with men.

No.

Nina Williams was straight-forward. She does not sleep with her victims, and assassinates them at that time. She wants to hear the sounds of gunshots, the voice of pain, the noise of bones cracking, and the smell of fresh blood.

Job done.

There's no need at all to pleasure yourselves that way.

The door suddenly bust open, with Eddy Gordo and the rest of the guards right behind him.

"Sir, are you all right?" The dark skinned man asked, with Jin nodding back at him, releasing his grip over her as he stands up.

"Put her inside the chamber, lock her up."

All the guards automatically gather around Nina and handcuffed her. Feeling her shame rised as she ended up failing her mission. Her eyes continues glaring at Jin, who had his back turned to her now as he wiped away the filth that she had spat to him 1 minute ago.

She decided to look away, not wanting to spend the rest of her time wasted again just by looking at him.

She's seen enough of him already.

Eddy Gordo scanned the entire room after the guards and the assassin left.

It was an entire mess.

"I apologise for coming in late." He bowed. "There was no alerts, or informs, though the guards had already checked everywhere."

Jin stood still and kept silent.

""

"Yes, Sir."

" I want you to keep a eye on Nina Williams."

"Do you actually have plans for her." He folded his arms at this. "Is that why you decided to keep her locked in HQ?"

Usually, if a intruder was to made in, he or she would be thrown out immediately and never to show in here again. But this case was more different.

After seeing how skilled she was to just walk in like that, he was impressed, and furthermore he had not met any other worthy opponent that had managed to sent him flying over. In addition, the idea that she gave him during their conversation was not actually bad.

"...Maybe."

He finally replied, walking right passed Eddy and into the the walkway.

The night was still young.


Author's note: So that's first chapter! Jin kazama's character is somewhat edged, I know, but in order to make the fic more interesting, I think it's worth it to add something else to his attitude.