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Yingjie walked to the front of his home, a five story apartment building exactly ten blocks away from his families dojo. The building was middle class, nothing very big or out of the ordinary. Each apartment had their own balconies and a place to park there vehicles. Considering that Yingjie had no car, he had no need for parking, but that did not mean that he would never need his parking spot. Yingjie loved cars and he would eventually own one of his own.

Yingjie went inside the plain apartment building and moved towards the elevator. He was told to go to the third floor, his room was 19. As he exited the elevator, he immediately caught eye of his apartment, the door was slightly opened. Yingjie cocked his eye and walked over to the opened door. He slightly pushed open the door and peered inside. He saw someone with a hood on looking at something. The person back was to him so Yingjie could not see what the person was looking at. He opened the door fully and reached into his coat.

"Who are you?"

The person stopped moving and said, "you have returned."

"A woman?" thought Yingjie, "she sound familiar."

Yingjie stepped closer to her, keeping his hand nestled in his coat.

"What are you doing?"

He peered around her and saw that she was looking at a photo album.

"Hey! Put that down!" yelled Yingjie as he tried to grab the photo album from her.

When she saw his hand, she quickly grabbed him by the wrist and threw him to the floor. Yingjie slammed to the floor and lied still.

"Yingjie?" said the hooded woman as she kneeled down to his side and tapped him, "are you ok?"

Yingjie saw his chance, he sprung up and grabbed the woman by the neck. He then locked his arms around her throat and placed his knee in her back, forcing her to the ground.

"If you do not explain yourself now, I will kill you!" said Yingjie as he held her tighter.

"You have certainly gotten stronger Yingjie, thought I would never see you again," said the woman with a grunt.

"Hey! Just who the hell are you?" said Yingjie.

"Cmon Yingjie, can't recognize your own mothers voice?" said the woman with a small giggle.

Yingjie's eyes sprung open as he quickly released her and sprung to his feet.

"Mom? Oh my god, I'm so sorry....." said Yingjie in a distraught tone.

She waved her hand at him, "never mind that, you were just being cautious." said the woman as she slowly rose to her feet.

Yingjie helped her up and moved her over to the sheet covered couch.

"Mom, why did you not just say something? I could have had a gun...." said yingjie.

"I know you better than you think Yingjie, you are very cautious. I trust that has not changed since you left." said Jia.

"Nope still there," said Yingjie with a large smile.

"I just wanted to see if you picked up any new tricks in their, looks like you did. So how many styles have you mastered?" asked Jia.

"Uh......" Yingjie stood up, "I have not mastered any....."

"What! Not one? I thought they trained you to fight?" asked Jia in a angry voice.

"They did mom, I am just not a master of anything. I know enough to get by though......."

"Yingjie! You can never learn enough, there is always more to learn!" said Jia.

Yingjie stayed quiet and let his mother vent.

"Here I thought you would come out a fighter, instead you know nothing about fighting. Everyone in this family knows one or more styles, even Mei Lin is starting to learn the basics of Xingyi Liuhe Quan and she is only 8!" shouted Jia.

"Mom would you stop, I'm not a weakling, I can look out for myself." said Yingjie with a moan, "I just have not studied one style, I have dabbled."

"Yingjie, if you say so, but I still believe you should go and learn from me and your grandfather." said Jia.

Yingjie sighed and looked down, he then saw the photo album. Jia saw what he was looking at.

"You know, I don't see me or any of your family in this photo album. Did you forget about us?" said Jia with a cocked eye.

"No mom, thats not it. The album was made by some of the people I met while on my tour. There just some memory pictures."

"I see," said Jia as she picked up the photo album and flipped through the book. She stopped at a picture and showed it to Yingjie, "this is the only picture I see you in, why is that?"

Yingjie looked at the picture, he saw Himself in a full military outfit and holding a M4A1. Standing next to him was another man who was dressed in a white karate gi and black sunglasses. The man was in his late mid 40s with white spiky hair.

"That was taken in Germany almost 2 years ago, he is just a good friend of mine I met while out there," said Yingjie, "Its pretty much the only picture they were probably able to find with me in it, I took the others with me and placed them in another album."

"This man looks familiar to me......." said Jia, "What is his name?"

"His name is Logan, he is a Karate instructor," said Yingjie.

"Ah now I know who he is, thats Hitomi's father," said Jia with a smile.

"Never met his daughter, he told me she moved here to Japan," said Yingjie.

"She is a contestant in a fight tournament out here," said Jia.

Although Yingjie knew what tournament she was talking about, he decided to play dumb and not talk about it. He trusted his mother to make wise decisions, also fighting did not really interest him.

"You ever heard of the DOA tournament?" asked Jia.

"Can't say I have," said Yingjie, "not much of a fighting type of guy."

"I see," said Jia with a hint of disappointment. She did not love fighting and she did not want her children to fight in school. She enforced this in Yingjie, especially since he was so short tempered. Looking back, she regretted being so harsh on Yingjie about fighting. She did not want him to hate fighting, but to respect it and at least learn it. Now he preferred to stay away from it completely. She could only hope that Mei Lin would carry on the family fight style.

"Mom? You alright?" asked Yingjie as he saw his mother staring down.

"I'm fine Yingjie," she said as she cleared her throat, "so are you going to stay in Japan for a while or........."

"I'm gonna stay out here, already got a job lined up," said Yingjie.

"Thats good, I'm glad to see you son," said Jia as she gave her son a hug.

"Its good to see you too mom," said Yingjie as he returned the hug.

"Well I'm gonna go back to the dojo, are you coming tonight for dinner?" asked Jia.

"Yes, I'll be there at around 7," said Yingjie.

"Okay," said Jia as she stod up and walked towards the door, "see ya at 7."

She then left, leaving Yingjie alone in his half furnished apartment. Most of his things were still boxed and all the furniture was covered with sheets.

"I hate unpacking," said Yingjie with a snarl, "might as well start."

Jia stood at the front of her sons apartment deep in thought. She kept thinking about how her boy grew into a man. It was as if it was just yesterday when she was sending him off to school with his lunch. Now Yingjie was a man, becoming an honest cop like his father. She did not want to bring her son into what she was involved in. The other members of her family were in danger of her enemies coming after them to get to her. She needed to stay away from them as much as possible in order to keep them safe.

"They cannot harm Yingjie, this is my mess, not his," said Jia as she walked down the hall towards the elevator.

She stood in front of the elevator and pressed one. She kept thinking of her son, smiling to herself about how much he grew. The elevator beeped and the doors swung open revealing five men with mp5's aimed at Jia. Jia's eyes opened wide as she realized who they were, 4 of them were dressed in armoured outfits, the letters DOATEC pasted to the front of there outfits. In the middle of them stood a tall, muscular man in a white suit. His face was very handsome and clean, he almost looked like a doll.

"Miss Yakazumi, Its so good to see you," said the man in the suit, a light smile on his face.

"Greed, what do you want?" asked Jia as she slowly backed away from the elevator, the men followed her slightly.

"You know perfectly well why I am here, Donovan sent me to........obtain you," Greed said.

Greed raised his hands and snapped his fingers, sending the soldiers to detain her. She tried to fight back, but was quickly stopped when Greed left the elevator and started looking down the hall.

"Why were you up here I wonder, someone you know live here?" asked Greed.

"I thought someone was following me so I came here to lose you, guess I failed," said Jia looking down, avoiding to look at her sons apartment.

"Curious, why would you come to this floor?" Greed walked over to her and looked her in the face, "and I saw you smiling when the elevator doors opened."

Jia went silent with fear, cursing to herself for coming here. She directly placed her son in danger.

"No matter, we have you now," said Greed with a smile, "everyone else is obsolete."

Jia felt relieved that they were not going to try and find anything. She was hauled into the elevator by the four men. Greed walked over to the elevator the stopped, he turned to look back down the hallway.

"Curious," said Greed as he entered the elevator then left.

Yingjie liked being a quiet and organized person. He disliked attention on himself, made him feel nervous. He never liked fighting like his family, he always tried to find an alternate approach to that particular situation. He knew that if he told his family that he actually knew something about fighting, they would want to spar with him or try to find every little error with his styles. Yingjie mastered Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and karate, but he would not dare tell his family. He would just keep it from them, after all, what was the worst that could happen.

Yingjie kept unpacking and moving furniture, he then heard someone knock on his door. Yingjie grunted in irritation as he rose from the ground and walked to the door.

He opened the door and saw a young woman with purple hair looking at him. She wore a black halter top, with blue running pants and white sneakers. Her face was very pretty, skin was so smooth and she wore a light amount of eyeliner.

"Hi," said Yingjie trying to keep his eyes on her face and not on her big chest.

"Hi, I thought someone else lived here, sorry to bother you," said the young woman with a light smile.

"Oh thats alright," said Yingjie.

She bowed her head and walked away. Yingjie closed his door and smled.

"Damn she is fine," said Yingjie as he continued unpacking.

The young woman stood in the hallway deep in thought. "Who was that?" she thought to herself, "where is Jia?"She needed to immediately talk to Hayate and let him know of the situation. "This is not good, she may have been captured," said the young woman as she walked to the elevator and left.

Author's Notes: Sorry it took so lontg for me to update been real busy with family business. Any who, hope you enjoy this chapter! Please RR!