TEKKEN

JIN GETS HOLD OF A DEATHNOTE

Disclaimer: No, I don't own jin, nor do I own a bottle of jin(gin). I don't own tekken, but I do own some cd games. I don't own Deathnote, but I did buy a deathnote notebook (Light's version). Cool, huh? But it doesn't work, I kept writing my name, but it's not really working. :D And I do not own anything else associated with this fic.

Jin hated Kazuya.

He hated his old man so much. After what he did to his mother, he will never be able to forgive the guy. Father or not. And Jin swore he would do anything to get back at him. To take him to the pits of hell. To send him to a limbo with no return.

He tried everything he could think of, but to no avail.

He tried accessing the hotline of hell every midnight. But he can't access it. When he did, Enma Ai, the Hell Girl, did not show up at all. He ended up smashing his computer to bits.

He even threw countless coins, not to mention paper moneys into the wishing well, just so his wish for Kazuya's death would come true. But he was still alive. (Boy, did that beggar had his lucky day after Jin left)

He tried doing voodoo on Kazz. Put his picture on a doll, pressed pins and burned it. Not to mention the red ants he sent on the straw doll, just in case, Kazuya would die of insect bites. But it didn't work.

He once tried to hire a serial killer. Just to wake up in the middle of night with someone sniping him. The hired assassin mistook his target and his employer because they looked the same in many ways! Jin went demonic and crushed his bones to the comment. "Nobody ever compares him to that man!"

Jin was tired, but he did not want to give up.

It was almost nine-thirty and Jin was getting home from school. The school play was nearing and its eating away his schedule. He held his backpack tighter. He didn't like going around this street. Dark, quiet, eerie and not to mention creepy... no one was around! Did Silent Hill just came to life or is this Resident Evil and zombies will just jump out any minute now? The street light's flickering and it kinda gives you a thought that, something weird is going to happen. You know, one of those turn-of-events moments then someone will be after you and you'll kick his ass and run for your life, and after catching your breath, you'll wonder who it was and soon you'll discover you're a superhero. But that's from another universe. Let's go back to Jin. What's he up to? He's walking. Oh is this boring...

Then suddenly someone called his name. "Hey you!" okay, maybe not his name.

Jin slowly turned his head. Was this the turn of events he was thinking of earlier?

He saw a chinese man in white and next to him, a big brute with a how-on-earth-did-he do-a-standing blond hair in red. They were tipsy, dazed and drunk. Jin can smell from a distance.

"Yeah?" He asked nervously, not wanting to get into a fight. Not that he couldn't handle it. He just didn't want to. Not yet.

"You dropped something." The blonde pointed to...uh, somewhere. "Where is it again, Law?" he asked his friend.

The chinese laughed, "I picked it up. Here."

Jin looked at the object the chinese held. It was a fine thin black notebook. But it wasn't his.

"No, that's not mine." he answered.

"What? But we saw it fell down." explained Law. "Did we, my friend, Paul?"

"Yeah. hic! I saw it fall down from the sky! Hic!"

Law laughed, Jin scrunched his nose, drunken bast...s.

"No way! It came from him! I swear!" Law said and shoved the notebook to Jin's hands.

"What? Wait!"

Law and Paul already turned their backs and sang along the road.

"Row row row your boat-" their voices trailed off.

"What deluded idiots." Jin muttered under his breath.

From afar, Jin heard the man named Paul say excitedly, "Law! Quick, look at that!"

"Whoa! It's a big teddy!"

"Maybe it's friendly!"

"Can we name it?"

"I wanna name him Teddy!"

"Hey, I want to call him Teddy first!"

They argued, after a while, they sang down the road.

Jin walked as he opened the notebook. Nothing seems to be written inside. It was totally clean. He flipped a few pages, but from the first to the last page, it was empty. He wanted to throw it away, seeing as he had no need for a notebook. But it was too tempting to keep. Still he didn't need it. Before he could attempt to throw it to the nearest trash bin, a huge creature blocked his way.

"What...on...earth-!" Jin dropped the notebook and his bag.

-d-e-a-t-h-n-o-t-e-

Before anything, I have no idea if someone else thought of this. Because if someone did, sorry, but I did not steal. I thought of this on my own. And I swear I haven't read your work yet. That is, of course, if anyone did something like this before, so..since I know I don't, my plate's clean. (grins...)
And I have no idea why I did this...

I do not wish to offend any characters. I loved them all... slightly. And for me, Law and Paul are the funniest characters in the game, also Law. So anyway, kinda short huh? I'll update soon. See you on the next chapter. Be nice please, its my first Tekken fanfic... :)