Chapter 3: The Power of Frienship
"JIN!" she screamed. She knew she was going to faint now. Unfortunately, her scream had caught the attention of a few Tekken force soldiers and they came for her. Adrenaline took over the shock and she began fighting the soldiers. They were strong, but Xiao had a reputation for bringing down tough men stronger than her and they were face-down in a few minutes. One of the soldiers that Devil Jin had thrown before got up and aimed a gun at Devil Jin, who was still in the air. The bullets hit Devil Jin in the chest multiple times, and he fell to the ground screaming.
"Jin!" Xiaoyu yelled again. She hit the guy who shot Devil Jin on the head, knocking him out. To her surprise, Devil Jin got to his feet and begun fighting the soldiers again, but with less power than before, due to the bullets. On the last Tekken force member, Devil Jin collapsed on to the floor. As the soldier pointed a machine gun to his head, Xiaoyu ran at him and pushed him away with her flocking birds move. She sank to her knees and began shaking his shoulders.
"Jin, please wake up! Don't die!" she begged. Slowly, the bullet holes on his chest began to seal up like magic and his eyelids flew open, revealing the ghoulish, white irises of his eyes. He grabbed the nearest thing to him, which was Xiaoyu's neck and locked his claws around it. Slowly, he brought her face closer to his.
"You, little girl, should know better than to be friends with monsters." He said with an evil smirk.
"Jin, please!" Xiaoyu pleaded, tears escaping as she tried to fight for breath. Devil Jin only tightened his grip, making Xiaoyu whimper. "No Jin, I know there's still good in you. Fight it!"
"I will take full control of your friend. He will die! Fear the wrath of god!" Devil Jin said and threw Xiaoyu full force into a tree, winding whatever breath she had left. He walked over to where the unconscious girl lay to finish the job. As he got closer, his head began to throb. The closer her got to Xiaoyu, the worse the headache would become. It became a painful migraine that had him on his hands and knees screaming. Devil Jin could feel Jin's presence return. "No, I'm not going back!" he shouted between cries of pain. The wings folded away into his back. His horns sank back into his head. The tribal tattoos disappeared and the claws became in his human form. When he looked up, his heart broke. "Xiaoyu, what have I done?"