II: The Beginning

Jen: Hello, hello, hello. If I kept you on any edge, good. I need it. Anyway, I'll thank all that reviewed, and give you a hint about this chapter: I will introduce some more major characters now and slightly later.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Tekken games; I just love playing them, and Jin!

She had helped Marshall start a whole new and better restaurant, the Shamo Taijutzu, to pay off his last debts to Paul (who shouldn't have made him pay to begin with). Marshall and Forrest cooked, Sahna served tables and Paul washed the dishes.

At about 8:00 that night, a lone girl Sahna's age left without paying. She began to just walk out as if she were being controlled. Sahna followed her out the door and down the sidewalk dispite her friends' calls. "Hey, you forgot to-"

Turning around, the stranger said sadly, "Sahna Mirakoshi." The girl also had amber eyes, but her hair was more brown in color and was shorter. "Are you Japanese too?" She nodded, "I am Rikka of Kyoto, Japan." She looked sickly, her body was frail, with her head having the imprint of her skull and Sahna felt the aura emanating from her. And there was pain in her eyes that only Sahna could feel. She knew why. Rikka replied, "I was sent to kill you, but there's not enough strength in me."

"Why are you here?"

"He's looking for you and won't stop."

"Heihachi?"

"Yes."

Then, despite her sickliness, Rikka smiled, "Go to the King of Iron Fist Tounament 6. It'll be the only way to avenge us." Having said that, she stepped off the curb and-

"No, don't!"

-was hit by an oncoming car. Traumatized, Sahna's blood began to run hot in her veins. "Sahna! Sahna, why are you over here?" Marshall asked hysterically. But she couldn't hear them; her fingernails flashed a venomous green before she fell unconscious. Paul saw the damaged vehicle and the corpse of Rikka. The girl's head was bashed open and the blood dried fast on contact with her skin. "What the hell?" As sirens of the police vehicles swarmed in. they waited to see if they'd question them about it.

The first officer of many looked through the girl's clothes for any ID. "That stupid kid. Another one got hit." Then he turned to the other four, "Did any of you witness the incident?" After being smacked in the face several times by Forrest, Sahna jumped to her feet. But as she tried to answer, a young man across the street glanced at her, silencing her heart. He wore a blue, purple and gold hooded outfit and guantlets were on his wrists. His face was hidden under the hood, but she could tell that he wanted her to quit before she got too far ahead. "I-I just saw her get hit by that car. She had just left the restaurant we worked at without paying for the meal she had."

He nodded as he jotted down notes, "Thank-you, miss. In the TV report, I'll make sure you will remain anonymous. Have a safer evening." Then, he and the other officers left to investigate the crime scene and get help for the wounded driver. As the four walked away, Forrest also thought of the man that glanced at Sahna. Was that...? No, not him.

Jin Kazama walked away down the sidewalk, avoiding the police. He knew that he knew too much, and couldn't lie to them. The Zaibatzu would be to blame for the girl's suicide, and it wouldn't be too long after the autopsy revealed it. But what did Rikka mean, when she said Heihachi wouldn't stop his search? For who? Me or that girl with the Laws and Paul Phoenix? I guess with T:6 coming up, I can find out then. Hopefully.

Flashback

After he became a member of the Mishima Zaibatzu, Jin now became more determined to find more about his origin. One night, when no one noticed, he snuck into the Zaibatzu lab. Anxious for answers, he found something more than he'd expected. He went through the desk, and found a drawer that was pedlocked shut. Grimacing, Jin realized he'd have to break it open. With his less than inhuman strength, he successfully snatched it open without little damage. Inside was a lone folder with Project OB on the tab.

Within it were several documents about experimentations on live subjects. First, white rats were tested, which later resulted in extreme overgrowth. Later were chimpanzees, that increased in strength, but lost total control, and killed one another bloodily. However, plans for human subjects were already done, and only one survivor. Five boys, five girls. All were given the "serum" once a month for four years. All of them had increased speed, sensitivity in their senses, increased strength and one remaining unknown factor. But after the final test, only one had survived.

This shocked him, "Only one?" Then he looked around, and saw his sorry excuse for a grandfather and a scientist who looked older than Heihachi. Placing the folder back in its place and getting in an empty closet, Jin kept his ears wide open.

"There's a high risk of this girl's death, Mr. Mishima. Are you sure?" Doctor Boskonovitch asked in a worried tone. Even seven years ago, he had disapproved of doing it to the other's tested. Heihachi, who was just as confident as he was cold-blooded answered, "Yes. That one that survived from the last test will ruin me and the Zaibatzu if word of this gets out. Also, Jin Kazama must not live. He is the last one in line, and I'd rather have that maggot, Lee to take control. Jin could easily kill Ogre again. But this time, much easier than before!"

The doctor nodded as they walked out of the lab with an injecting needle and clipboard. When the coast was clear, Jin took a vile from the refrigerator with the same serum as mentioned in the Project OB documents, and then he vanished from the lab.

End of Flashback

I have to find out who that girl is, and why she is with those three, he thought, was she the sole survivor of Project OB?

Over in Japan, (obviously 2:00 pm) Kazuya Mishima was in the living room of his new home slowly sipping red wine. He had to be proud of his son's membership of the Zaibatzu, but he wasn't. Knowing that he couldn't be in the Zaibatzu because of G Corporation, Jin was still the heir to it, but... "He's still green," Kazuya muttered, "Jin can't control his devil. But after the tournament, he's been showing no signs of the devil gene. Why?"

He then remembered one person from T:5 who had an all too familiar aura. An aura that repelled him. "Asuka Kazama. That name is too familiar." A twenty-three year old memory traced his mind. The Tekken fighters, and he as Devil taking Jun away in his arms. Then after that, a night none of them forgot, as much as certain. "So long ago, yet I remember like it was yesterday. Your bloodline has a secret too, Jun. You protected our son from something he couldn't escape and can't." As his red left eye glowed, Kazuya stood up, "And I will find you soon. Very soon."

After that, he put on his blazer and went towards the door. "But I have run several errands first."

(The next night)

At her school, Xiaoyu studied in her dorm late. Her roommate, Miharu Hirano, was trying to get some sleep. It was hard, especially without Panda and Jin. But when she last saw Jin, he was upset about something more than just about Heihachi's supposed death.

She flopped down on her bed and sighed, "I miss him. He'd better not be in any trouble." She wanted to change time, but was two wins short of getting the prize money. A new competitor beat her, and went on with it.

Suddenly there were shots that rang out in the courtyard. Miharu shot up from her bed and whined, "What's going on, Xiao? Who's shooting?!" The Chinan peered from the window. Outside was a policeman fighting several men in black suits and shades. But before she realized who they were, two of them barged in through the door, snapped her neck and carried her off. Miharu didn't know what to do, but ran outside to the police.

She pleaded, "Please, sir! My roommate was kidnapped!" The policeman in no uniform turned around and said with assuring eyes, "We'll find Ling Xiaoyu. Don't worry." The Zaibatzu has trouble again. They favor her because of her loyaty to Heihachi. But she is also fond of his grandson, who has gone into disappearance since the last tournament or initiation into the Zaibatzu. She must know where he is then. Another officer handed Lei papers with charts, "Officer Wulong, we have had a suicide attempt of a girl from Japan with ties to the Zaibatzu. Autopsy shows she had some sort of disease that drove her mad for months. Most likely blood poisoning. She had a transfusion of some kind, and she had confronted another girl before her suicide."

"Does the report give her name?" Lei asked. The other officer shook his head, "No, but we will find her if we find Jin Kazama."

(In New York, 5 hours later.)

Back at the Shamo Taijutzu, the news broadcasted the report, in which Sahna was able to see as she waited tables. "Last night, in New York, a girl by the name of Rikka Aoyu killed herself. Although this may seem like a normal suicide, it acutally has gotten other national authorities to claim it as a murder." How?!?! she asked herself. "Apparently, the autopsy revealed that she had severe blood poisoning by injection, which drove her mad. The source is not definite, but there are some clues to the infamouse Japanese company: the Mishima Zaibatzu. Aoyu was a native to Japan, and may have had some ties to them. We will give you more information when it is given in the investigation."

As the program went to commercials, the girl's eyes widened in disbelief, How did they get exposed to quickly? Let alone have someone sqeal on the Zaibatzu? Maybe one of them leaked information to the press. Knowing Heihachi, they would be discovered and killed. But then again... As she served one table a plate of oden, the lone young man opposite of her looked towards her view. "Thank you," he said quietly as he began to eat his dinner. Then Sahna nodded and walked off. In the kitchen, Forrest was stirring noodles in a wok and put what was done in the refrigerator. She gave him a weird look, He eats soba?

Jin watched Sahna and Mrs. Law bussing tables. Waiting for the younger lady to come get the bill. She's trying so hard to forget about last night. I can see it in her eyes... He then stood up, put down an envelope and walked out the door with only Sahna to notice. "Sir, you forgot to -" The girl looked down at the envelope and opened it inside it was 10,000 yen! How could he have come up with 10,000 yen so easily? And a slip of paper was found in it as well, which was in Japanese writing. Shoving the note in her pocket, she went to another table to take orders.

When they closed down the restaurant for the night, Sahna showed them what she had been given. "Guys, this man gave me this note along with all this yen." Forrest's eyes widened, "Yen? Why?" She handed him the money, which was in separate bills, "Ten thousand. He spoke to me with a Japanese accent. That was enough for me." Paul grabbed the bills from Forrest, "How much is this in American cash?"

"$100," the girl answered. "Could you identify him?" Marshall asked. Before Paul could make another remark, Sahna replied, "He looked like he was no older than me, although he was wearing a hooded jacket that hid most of his head. But when he looked up to thank me for getting his order right, I could tell he was oriental. But Japanese in detail." Hooded jacket?! Forrest thought.

The blond asked, "What about the note? What does it say?" Sahna took it out of her pocket and unfolded it. It read:

I do not know who you are, but there are things I have found out about you. Meet me at the back alley of the local gym at eight tomorrow night. Please come alone. Forrest, Marshal, and Paul should not worry about you. But the King of Iron Fist T:6 is only the beginning.

"Are you sure, Sahna?" Forrest asked, "Have you any clue what he wants?" Dang it! he thought, It's Jin Kazama alright. First he visited me in the hospital, now he's picking on Sahna?! The girl hid her doubts as she smiled, "Don't worry, Forrest-kun. I'm able to handle a lot of things."

But as she walked away he swallowed, Even a demon?

Jen: And that's it 4 now! Okay, I will have to bring you all up to date on the Japenese I had used. Yen is duh, currency in Japan. Jin managed to get it through a secret account that someone set up for him. Taijutzu is translated "fighting arts", or martial arts. And a shamo is a Japanese game chicken. It was used last chapter, so I decided to let you know about it. Thanx to all that reviewed and I hope u enjoyed this chapter.