Fatal Destiny
Chapter 1: Tears of revelation
Kotu: I don't own anybody! Don't come to my house with a gun ready to shoot please!!!!
It had been a few weeks since Ling Xiaoyu had moved to Japan. She had nowhere to live so she asked Heihachi if she could to live with him and his grandson. Seeing as it would be a nice change, he agreed to her stay. Ling was a sixteen-yearold girl with beautiful brown eyes and brown hair set in pigtails. Heihachi led Ling to her new room. "This is where you will be staying Ms. Ling." He said. She walked in and observed the surroundings. It was indeed lovely. Like staying in a fancy hotel. "Thank you." She walked in and started unpacking her things. She had a beautiful scenery of the mansion's garden by the side of her bed. She always loved looking out her window back at her house. She sat on her bed for a while thinking about the life that she left back at China. She was beginning to feel a slight bit homesick. "Heihachi has a grandson that lives with him, but I haven't been introduced to him yet. I wonder if he's cute. I wonder if he'll like me." With that thought in mind, Ling ran down the stairs to find Heihachi. "Mr. Mishima!" She called out. "Yes Xiaoyu, what is it?" "I was wondering.would I get to meet your grandson?" A smile crept up his face. "Yes. When dinner comes, you will see him." Ling smiled happily and hopped back up the stairs into her room. "Alright! I get to meet him! Wait! What is his name?" She had been so excited that knowing who he was first off had slipped her mind. She shrugged her shoulders and finished unpacking. When she was finally done, she plopped herself down on her bed and opened her diary. "Dear diary," she started. "Today I officially moved in with Mr. Mishima. I am so eager to meet his grandson. I heard that both of his parents are dead and all he has left is his grandfather. I think that's sad. No one should truly be alone. I don't know what I would do without my family. I miss them already. Well, sort of. I still want to accomplish my dream of building an amusement park! I think I'll name it Xiaoyu Land! Silly idea, I know! Hey, I'll think of a better name later." There was a voice from downstairs. It sounded like an older woman. "Ms. Xiaoyu, dinner is ready!" She called. "O.K. I'm on my way! Listen diary I gotta go. It's time for my big debut!" She said slamming the book shut and running down the stairs. She saw a young man walk out of a large room. 'That must be him!' She thought. He was wearing black pants with a teal flame without a shirt. Ling gazed at his awesome body. She was shocked to see such a gorgeous man walk in front of her. His expression wasn't too happy though. "Hi! I'm Ling." He walked right passed her as if she wasn't there. He walked up the steps and Ling followed. "I'm Ling Xiaoyu! I live with you now." She said merrily. He just stopped for a moment. "Great. Now if you don't mind I must change." He said coldly. Ling backed away sadly. She had hoped that he would be friendlier. His voice sent chills down her spine. His tone was that of a get-away-from-me kind of voice. She had heard that kind of tone from so many people. She turned her head and slowly walked down the stairs into the kitchen. Heihachi sat at the head of the table. "So Ms. Xiaoyu. Did you meet my grandson yet?" He asked. She lowered her head and said, "Mr. Mishima, I don't think he likes me very much." She sat down in the third chair. "Nonsense! You are a wonderful, beautiful child." He said kindly. He arrived next to his grandfather. Ling looked at him worriedly. She could tell by his stare and tone of voice that he didn't like her and didn't want anything to do with her. "Jin, this is." Before Heihachi could get a word in, Jin said "Yeah. I know. Ling Xiaoyu." Her ears rang at his cold tone of voice. She thought it was best to not speak to him. If he didn't want anything to do with her, she would just stay out of his way. That night the dinner table was silent. No one had said a word. Ling ate slowly and steadily; half aware of what was going on, and half in her own daydream. Finally she had finished dinner. She bowed and said thank you and left to go in her room. She sat down on her bed and looked at her alarm clock. "8:30p.m. It's still kind of early. I wish I had something to do." She reached for her diary and pencil. "Dear Diary. I don't think Jin likes me at all. I don't know why. I thought I was being nice. Maybe I just caught him at a bad time. Maybe he was having a bad day. I don't want him to hate me. I think he's cute and I would like to get to know him." She closed her diary and sighed. She tried to avert her mind to something else. She turned on the T.V. and saw a special news report. "This is a special news report! People from all around the world are being mysteriously kidnapped. Some have been found dead. Researchers believe it to have started in an ancient ruin in Mexico. They believe it to be a vicious monster. Please, stay indoors and lock up!" Ling turned off the T.V. "That's horrible! What's gunna happen to all those innocent people?" She laid her head on her huge cotton pillow. She tried to fall asleep. It was uneasy at first, but then she found her peace. Two weeks had passed and things were not lightening up between Ling and Jin. It seemed that they kept a far distance from eachother. Ling didn't even bother with trying to talk to him. Some times Jin felt the urge to say something nice, but he couldn't. He felt that he had to keep a far distance from her. It wasn't his choice, yet the choice of destiny. Sometimes he tried to smile, but he didn't to keep her from wanting to get to know him. It was 3:30A.M. Saturday, when Heihachi got a visit from Hong Kong Police and Detective Lei Wulong. He knocked on the door. "Yes?" Heihachi asked. "Is there a girl by the name of Ling Xiaoyu living here?" Heihachi stepped back to let the man in. Heihachi knocked on the girl's door. Ling moaned then lifted her head up. "Yes? What is it?" She asked wiping the sleep out of her eyes. "There is a man here to see you." Ling hopped out of bed and changed into her clothes. She opened the door and walked down the stairs. Jin secretly followed her. "I know you! You're Mr. Wulong! You work in Hong Kong by the building next to my parents!" She said. His expression wasn't a happy one. He motioned her to sit. She sat. "You don't look too happy. Why is that?" She asked. Jin was standing by the stairs behind Ling. She didn't even notice he was there. Lei had bowed his head down looking at the papers on his lap. "Ms. Ling, how do you like living here in Japan?" She felt her heart beat faster. Did he know that she came here illegally? Was he here to take her back home? "I like it a lot! I think It's a wonderful place to live." He looked at her with a painful stare. "How do you like living with Mr. Heihachi?" She took a deep breath. "I think he's a nice man and he treats me well. I only wish that his grandson would talk to me though. I wish that he would say something. But instead, he ignores me, he moves away every time I try to get near him. It's ok I guess. If he doesn't want to.I won't make him. Oh! Mr. Heihachi has me enrolled in his School! My life here is pretty good." Then with much resent, Lei handed Ling the papers. "Wha-what's this?" She asked. Lei stood up, towering over the girl. Jin walked up the stairs and stood by his room, which was across the hall from Ling's. "She wants to be my friend and all I am doing is ignoring her. I want to be her friend. I feel that I can't. It's all because of my stupid dream!" He had heard footsteps running up the stairs. He had seen Ling run into her room and collapse on the floor. She was crying in great big sobs. He wanted to know what was bothering her. He slowly approached the girl who was sitting on the floor, knees to her chest, and hugging the pillow. Jin hated to see her cry. Looking at her, he could see pain stabbing at his heart like knives. He knelt beside her and touched her warm cheek. She flinched at his touch and darted her eyes at him. It surprised her to see such a calm and caring expression when all he had shown was hate. She kept her face emotionless and began to cry again. Jin took a deep breath and said, "Ling, what's wrong?" He said in a mellow tone. She couldn't help but to want to tell him everything. She wanted to collapse in his arms and fall deeply in love. She wanted him to show her love, what she had obviously missed out on. She narrowed her eyes at him. "What? Now you want to talk to me? All this time you have ignored me, and now you want to be my friend!" He felt remorseful. She was right he had been a jerk to her, and she didn't need that. "I'm sorry. I felt like I had to be apart from you. Now, All I want is to be a part of you. I want to be your friend." Her face turned gentler. She tried to calm her crying. Jin used the sleeve of his sweater to dry her tears. She managed to speak to him in a civilized tone. "Why did you feel that way?" She asked. He brought himself closer to her, wrapping his arms around her so that she would be near his heart. "Ever since my mom died I felt like there was no love left in the world. All I knew was my mother's teachings. The only love I experienced was hers. When she died, I felt torn away of all of that. I felt like I could never get close to someone, or else they might leave me." Ling buried her face in his chest. "I wouldn't leave you." She said innocently. "With you being my only friend, I would 'never' leave you. If you were to ever leave me, or if I were to wake up one morning to find that you're not there, I would go and search the world till I found you." She smiled meekly and asked, " So. Who killed your mother?" "Ogre did. He's a monster who goes around stealing people's souls. He took my mother away from me when I was fifteen." Jin lowered his head to stare in her eyes. They were glossy and had a certain crying to them. Jin could feel himself becoming weak. He still wanted Ling to be able to see him as a friend. He decided to ask her one more time. "Ling. Will you tell me why you're crying. I promise I will listen." She looked at the folder that was lying beside her. It pained her to look at it. "I.I wanted to come to Japan so I could achieve my ultimate dream; to build a theme park. Now my dream isn't really what I want. The demon that killed your mom also killed my parents. I felt as if they really didn't care about me at all. Sometimes my mom would leave and not say goodbye to me, or 'I love you'. My dad." She paused. Tears began to well up in her eyes again. Jin held her closer to him. "My dad was always busy and I hardly ever saw him. Honestly, I could not tell you what he looks like or anything about him. I was hoping that once I won the King Of Iron Fist tournament that I would go back home and change my relationship with my parents." She hugged him around his waist and cried some more. She felt stupid that she was crying on somebody that she just met. Jin stroked her hair. He knew what she was going to say. She didn't have to tell him. "And now.I won't ever see them again." He picked her up towards him. He was remembering when he was her age and how hard it was for him to get over the loss of his mother. She could feel his tears falling on her cheek. She held his hand and laid her head on his chest. It surprised her that her tears would open Jin up to her. She reached her hand up to the side of his face and wiped his tears as he had done for her. "Thank you." He said gathering himself up and shook off his pain. He began to stand up and offered Ling his hand, which she gladly took. He stretched and set Ling on her bed. She smiled as Jin tucked her in. "Jin." She called. He turned to look at her lovely gaze. "Will you spend the rest of the night with me?" Jin felt a bit uneasy about sleeping with another girl, but he smiled and nodded. "Alright." He lay beside her and wrapped his arms around her. He was glad that he finally had a friend. He loved the feeling of being cared for. Ling had showed him, in just this one night, what friendship and love truly meant. Ling had smiled at Jin when he agreed. She liked him a lot and hoped someday they would become best friends, maybe more. "Jin." "Hm?" "Thank you." She said closing her eyes. "For what?" "For being my friend." She said as they both drifted off to sleep. That night was the best night either of them ever had. They found certain warmth in each other's company they never knew was there. Although they only slept together and nothing more; they both fell asleep knowing that they would be safe and that no matter what, they would be by each other's side. It was a new step for Jin. He had finally learned to trust again. Not only in somebody he lived with, but his new friend, and perhaps, someday, his new love.
Chapter 1: Tears of revelation
Kotu: I don't own anybody! Don't come to my house with a gun ready to shoot please!!!!
It had been a few weeks since Ling Xiaoyu had moved to Japan. She had nowhere to live so she asked Heihachi if she could to live with him and his grandson. Seeing as it would be a nice change, he agreed to her stay. Ling was a sixteen-yearold girl with beautiful brown eyes and brown hair set in pigtails. Heihachi led Ling to her new room. "This is where you will be staying Ms. Ling." He said. She walked in and observed the surroundings. It was indeed lovely. Like staying in a fancy hotel. "Thank you." She walked in and started unpacking her things. She had a beautiful scenery of the mansion's garden by the side of her bed. She always loved looking out her window back at her house. She sat on her bed for a while thinking about the life that she left back at China. She was beginning to feel a slight bit homesick. "Heihachi has a grandson that lives with him, but I haven't been introduced to him yet. I wonder if he's cute. I wonder if he'll like me." With that thought in mind, Ling ran down the stairs to find Heihachi. "Mr. Mishima!" She called out. "Yes Xiaoyu, what is it?" "I was wondering.would I get to meet your grandson?" A smile crept up his face. "Yes. When dinner comes, you will see him." Ling smiled happily and hopped back up the stairs into her room. "Alright! I get to meet him! Wait! What is his name?" She had been so excited that knowing who he was first off had slipped her mind. She shrugged her shoulders and finished unpacking. When she was finally done, she plopped herself down on her bed and opened her diary. "Dear diary," she started. "Today I officially moved in with Mr. Mishima. I am so eager to meet his grandson. I heard that both of his parents are dead and all he has left is his grandfather. I think that's sad. No one should truly be alone. I don't know what I would do without my family. I miss them already. Well, sort of. I still want to accomplish my dream of building an amusement park! I think I'll name it Xiaoyu Land! Silly idea, I know! Hey, I'll think of a better name later." There was a voice from downstairs. It sounded like an older woman. "Ms. Xiaoyu, dinner is ready!" She called. "O.K. I'm on my way! Listen diary I gotta go. It's time for my big debut!" She said slamming the book shut and running down the stairs. She saw a young man walk out of a large room. 'That must be him!' She thought. He was wearing black pants with a teal flame without a shirt. Ling gazed at his awesome body. She was shocked to see such a gorgeous man walk in front of her. His expression wasn't too happy though. "Hi! I'm Ling." He walked right passed her as if she wasn't there. He walked up the steps and Ling followed. "I'm Ling Xiaoyu! I live with you now." She said merrily. He just stopped for a moment. "Great. Now if you don't mind I must change." He said coldly. Ling backed away sadly. She had hoped that he would be friendlier. His voice sent chills down her spine. His tone was that of a get-away-from-me kind of voice. She had heard that kind of tone from so many people. She turned her head and slowly walked down the stairs into the kitchen. Heihachi sat at the head of the table. "So Ms. Xiaoyu. Did you meet my grandson yet?" He asked. She lowered her head and said, "Mr. Mishima, I don't think he likes me very much." She sat down in the third chair. "Nonsense! You are a wonderful, beautiful child." He said kindly. He arrived next to his grandfather. Ling looked at him worriedly. She could tell by his stare and tone of voice that he didn't like her and didn't want anything to do with her. "Jin, this is." Before Heihachi could get a word in, Jin said "Yeah. I know. Ling Xiaoyu." Her ears rang at his cold tone of voice. She thought it was best to not speak to him. If he didn't want anything to do with her, she would just stay out of his way. That night the dinner table was silent. No one had said a word. Ling ate slowly and steadily; half aware of what was going on, and half in her own daydream. Finally she had finished dinner. She bowed and said thank you and left to go in her room. She sat down on her bed and looked at her alarm clock. "8:30p.m. It's still kind of early. I wish I had something to do." She reached for her diary and pencil. "Dear Diary. I don't think Jin likes me at all. I don't know why. I thought I was being nice. Maybe I just caught him at a bad time. Maybe he was having a bad day. I don't want him to hate me. I think he's cute and I would like to get to know him." She closed her diary and sighed. She tried to avert her mind to something else. She turned on the T.V. and saw a special news report. "This is a special news report! People from all around the world are being mysteriously kidnapped. Some have been found dead. Researchers believe it to have started in an ancient ruin in Mexico. They believe it to be a vicious monster. Please, stay indoors and lock up!" Ling turned off the T.V. "That's horrible! What's gunna happen to all those innocent people?" She laid her head on her huge cotton pillow. She tried to fall asleep. It was uneasy at first, but then she found her peace. Two weeks had passed and things were not lightening up between Ling and Jin. It seemed that they kept a far distance from eachother. Ling didn't even bother with trying to talk to him. Some times Jin felt the urge to say something nice, but he couldn't. He felt that he had to keep a far distance from her. It wasn't his choice, yet the choice of destiny. Sometimes he tried to smile, but he didn't to keep her from wanting to get to know him. It was 3:30A.M. Saturday, when Heihachi got a visit from Hong Kong Police and Detective Lei Wulong. He knocked on the door. "Yes?" Heihachi asked. "Is there a girl by the name of Ling Xiaoyu living here?" Heihachi stepped back to let the man in. Heihachi knocked on the girl's door. Ling moaned then lifted her head up. "Yes? What is it?" She asked wiping the sleep out of her eyes. "There is a man here to see you." Ling hopped out of bed and changed into her clothes. She opened the door and walked down the stairs. Jin secretly followed her. "I know you! You're Mr. Wulong! You work in Hong Kong by the building next to my parents!" She said. His expression wasn't a happy one. He motioned her to sit. She sat. "You don't look too happy. Why is that?" She asked. Jin was standing by the stairs behind Ling. She didn't even notice he was there. Lei had bowed his head down looking at the papers on his lap. "Ms. Ling, how do you like living here in Japan?" She felt her heart beat faster. Did he know that she came here illegally? Was he here to take her back home? "I like it a lot! I think It's a wonderful place to live." He looked at her with a painful stare. "How do you like living with Mr. Heihachi?" She took a deep breath. "I think he's a nice man and he treats me well. I only wish that his grandson would talk to me though. I wish that he would say something. But instead, he ignores me, he moves away every time I try to get near him. It's ok I guess. If he doesn't want to.I won't make him. Oh! Mr. Heihachi has me enrolled in his School! My life here is pretty good." Then with much resent, Lei handed Ling the papers. "Wha-what's this?" She asked. Lei stood up, towering over the girl. Jin walked up the stairs and stood by his room, which was across the hall from Ling's. "She wants to be my friend and all I am doing is ignoring her. I want to be her friend. I feel that I can't. It's all because of my stupid dream!" He had heard footsteps running up the stairs. He had seen Ling run into her room and collapse on the floor. She was crying in great big sobs. He wanted to know what was bothering her. He slowly approached the girl who was sitting on the floor, knees to her chest, and hugging the pillow. Jin hated to see her cry. Looking at her, he could see pain stabbing at his heart like knives. He knelt beside her and touched her warm cheek. She flinched at his touch and darted her eyes at him. It surprised her to see such a calm and caring expression when all he had shown was hate. She kept her face emotionless and began to cry again. Jin took a deep breath and said, "Ling, what's wrong?" He said in a mellow tone. She couldn't help but to want to tell him everything. She wanted to collapse in his arms and fall deeply in love. She wanted him to show her love, what she had obviously missed out on. She narrowed her eyes at him. "What? Now you want to talk to me? All this time you have ignored me, and now you want to be my friend!" He felt remorseful. She was right he had been a jerk to her, and she didn't need that. "I'm sorry. I felt like I had to be apart from you. Now, All I want is to be a part of you. I want to be your friend." Her face turned gentler. She tried to calm her crying. Jin used the sleeve of his sweater to dry her tears. She managed to speak to him in a civilized tone. "Why did you feel that way?" She asked. He brought himself closer to her, wrapping his arms around her so that she would be near his heart. "Ever since my mom died I felt like there was no love left in the world. All I knew was my mother's teachings. The only love I experienced was hers. When she died, I felt torn away of all of that. I felt like I could never get close to someone, or else they might leave me." Ling buried her face in his chest. "I wouldn't leave you." She said innocently. "With you being my only friend, I would 'never' leave you. If you were to ever leave me, or if I were to wake up one morning to find that you're not there, I would go and search the world till I found you." She smiled meekly and asked, " So. Who killed your mother?" "Ogre did. He's a monster who goes around stealing people's souls. He took my mother away from me when I was fifteen." Jin lowered his head to stare in her eyes. They were glossy and had a certain crying to them. Jin could feel himself becoming weak. He still wanted Ling to be able to see him as a friend. He decided to ask her one more time. "Ling. Will you tell me why you're crying. I promise I will listen." She looked at the folder that was lying beside her. It pained her to look at it. "I.I wanted to come to Japan so I could achieve my ultimate dream; to build a theme park. Now my dream isn't really what I want. The demon that killed your mom also killed my parents. I felt as if they really didn't care about me at all. Sometimes my mom would leave and not say goodbye to me, or 'I love you'. My dad." She paused. Tears began to well up in her eyes again. Jin held her closer to him. "My dad was always busy and I hardly ever saw him. Honestly, I could not tell you what he looks like or anything about him. I was hoping that once I won the King Of Iron Fist tournament that I would go back home and change my relationship with my parents." She hugged him around his waist and cried some more. She felt stupid that she was crying on somebody that she just met. Jin stroked her hair. He knew what she was going to say. She didn't have to tell him. "And now.I won't ever see them again." He picked her up towards him. He was remembering when he was her age and how hard it was for him to get over the loss of his mother. She could feel his tears falling on her cheek. She held his hand and laid her head on his chest. It surprised her that her tears would open Jin up to her. She reached her hand up to the side of his face and wiped his tears as he had done for her. "Thank you." He said gathering himself up and shook off his pain. He began to stand up and offered Ling his hand, which she gladly took. He stretched and set Ling on her bed. She smiled as Jin tucked her in. "Jin." She called. He turned to look at her lovely gaze. "Will you spend the rest of the night with me?" Jin felt a bit uneasy about sleeping with another girl, but he smiled and nodded. "Alright." He lay beside her and wrapped his arms around her. He was glad that he finally had a friend. He loved the feeling of being cared for. Ling had showed him, in just this one night, what friendship and love truly meant. Ling had smiled at Jin when he agreed. She liked him a lot and hoped someday they would become best friends, maybe more. "Jin." "Hm?" "Thank you." She said closing her eyes. "For what?" "For being my friend." She said as they both drifted off to sleep. That night was the best night either of them ever had. They found certain warmth in each other's company they never knew was there. Although they only slept together and nothing more; they both fell asleep knowing that they would be safe and that no matter what, they would be by each other's side. It was a new step for Jin. He had finally learned to trust again. Not only in somebody he lived with, but his new friend, and perhaps, someday, his new love.