Holy Shit! it's been forever since I've been writing but I been busy guys, with school and all and I changed my major once again so I apologize for your wait on the second half of this story. Well your wait is over.
Once again I don't own Tekken or any of the characters
Warning: Language, maybe some prison rape later in the chapters(alright Caleb where are you going with this) and Violence of course.
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Chapter 2: Welcome to Hell
She had a glow to her almost like the angels from heaven gave it to her she had an angelic face with a peaceful spirit. She reaches her hand out but the darkness swallowed her and she screamed.
Kazuya jolted as he woke up and looked around in his cell. "It was just a dream…or a nightmare…why is she still in my dreams?" he said to himself. Reality kicked in when he heard the other prisoners yelling and guards passing through. "Fuck….I had it all and it's gone…." He muttered. He got up and looked around and paced his cell; he pondered and pondered.
"Why do I think that bastard I call my son had something to do with this…" he thought he paced his cell again. The guard came to his cell and slid Kazuya's lunch under the door and walked away. Kazuya looked at the food with disgust it was moldy bread, mushed vegetables and beans. "What the hell is this shit?" he questioned, no more caviar and expensive red wine or steak.
"Boss I know that's not food to your liking but you gotta eat" Bruce said while entering the cell, Kazuya looked up and gave him a soft look. "Looks like your boyfriend is here boss" the guard said "you two can now be together." He added
Kazuya and Bruce blankly stared at each other…