Just because I'm a veteran of over 100 fics doesn't mean I can't still do stupid stuff. I mean it. This is totally idiotic and a waste of your time. Enjoy.

The air gave off a chilling vibe as the scent of blood lingered. Miguel Caballero Rojo, a Spaniard with a heart full of vengeance, at long last had hunted down and cornered his target: the former head of the Mishima Zaibatsu... Jin Kazama himself.

Miguel stifled an animalistic growl as he stared down his prey. For too long, he saw his face in his dreams... he imagined that smug look of indifference as the fighters flew overhead and bombed his sister to nothingness. How could one man be so cold?! So... removed from compassion and human decency?

A man like Jin Kazama, a man with no soul, didn't deserve to live on this Earth any longer. He was a cruel, sociopathic plague on humanity. Miguel didn't care what the legal repercussions were: he was going to kill Jin right here, right now.

He thrust his finger out menacingly, as if to address the man who had ruined his life. And finally... he spoke:

"This hatred I bear is for YOU, and YOU ALONE!" he barked.

Suddenly, Jin puts on the most uncharacteristic face of confusion. His mouth widens and his eyebrow raises, as if he didn't have a clue in the world what Miguel was talking about.

"Uhhhhh... what? Did I just hear you right?" Jin asks, sticking a finger in his ear.

Miguel thrusts his finger farther. "YES!"

"Dude... why would you hate Jews? That's messed up, dude."

Now it was Miguel's turn to be dumbfounded. "What?! STOP MOCKING ME!"

"You said you hate Jews, man! That's a mean thing to say. You know Jews have a rich culture and are very proficient with money. Hell, I had a Jew help me get my financial affairs in order while I was in charge of the Zaibats-"

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Miguel screams.

Jin steps back a bit. "Whoa... buddy... that's a red light there, my man. I, uhhh... I wouldn't go around in public saying stuff like that. You uhh... might get some weird looks."

Miguel stomps his foot angrily. "STOP MISUNDERSTANDING ME! YOU KILLED MY FAMILY!"

"Huh? A Jew didn't kill your family, silly. I killed your family, haha!"

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

"Wait, are you calling ME a Jew son of a bitch? For your information, I'm an atheist. I mean, you can tell by looking at me really. Do I seem like the kind of guy who worships-"

"This is getting nowhere. Die."

Miguel clocked Jin in the jaw so hard that it dislocated and furthermore, sent him flying backwards into a concrete wall hard enough to make a huge hole. His body was completely motionless, no doubt broken in pretty much every place.

With a dust of his hands, Miguel walked off and left Jin to suffer in pain and agony.

The broken man lay there, writhing from the intense feeling of his shattered anatomy. He managed to utter just a few weak, whimpering words:

"Ugh...uhh...r-respect... other people's... r-religi-ughhhhhhhhhhhh..."

THE END