Hey! Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate it! Warrayfin: don't worry. I'm not gonna stop writing. I just don't have the money for a psp and crisis core at the moment and Yoshimitsu is a pretty cool character if you give him a 's just a new craving I've had lately. Anyways! I'm glad I'm actually getting hits on this story, I've looked and outta all the tekken stories there are only 24 that have Yoshimitsu in them and only like…4 that feature him as a main character with any romance or female interaction at all lol! Anyways, let's get to it, shall we? –Annubis
The Kill
Chapter 4
Vera yawned loudly, adding her own pitch to the singing cicadas in the forest. Yoshimitsu slowed his pace, looking over his shoulder. He was so deep in thought about his target he didn't realize how far he had trudged ahead of the woman. She was shivering. Vera rubbed her hands up and down her arms, trying to keep them warm. It had cooled significantly these past few nights, fall was fast approaching. Yoshimitsu stopped. Vera nearly ran into him, busy staring at the leaves on the ground.
Vera looked up at the man. Glowing red eyes stared back. "Am I moving too slow?" the woman asked. The sound of her voice seemed outrageously loud. There was barely any conversation since they left her apartment that day. The journey to his encampment seemed to have taken days to get to rather than a few hours.
"…" He shook his head and stared at her a moment longer, making her feel very uncomfortable. "You're cold." He stated simply.
"Yeah…" the woman breathed a laugh. "Are we almost there?" He nodded in response.
"Over the next hill. Perhaps we could run, keep your body warm." He suggested.
Vera laughed. "You want me to run!? I'm already sore from that run earlier today. I'm a scientist not an athlete."
"You look fit." He shrugged. Vera felt warmth spread over her cheeks. Did he just feed her a compliment?
"I eat right I suppose…" the woman began walking, wanting to get out of the dark and cold woods and get to a warm place inside the village. "It is warm where you live, right?"
"It's as warm there as it is the city," he answered.
"I mean, you have electricity, right? Heaters?" She gave him a hopeful glance.
"Most of the electricity is used for the lab, run off generators and solar power. We use fire as our source of light and heat." The man walked along side her closely. As he talked he motioned with his hands. Vera smiled. He had the most expressive body language she had ever seen in a person. Probably for the lack of facial features he had to adapt in some way to express himself.
"So back to the stone ages then?" The woman smirked sadly.
"I grew up in an age without electricity." The man chuckled. Vera raised a brow, was he joking about the way of the ninja? If not, how old was this guy?
"You mentioned a lab." The woman grinned. "What did you mean by that?"
"A lab." He shrugged. "Much like the one you've worked in." He glanced at her. Her eyes flickered with excitement. Yoshimitsu smiled. This woman certainly loved technology; he however didn't understand any of it.
"Can I see it!?" She beamed.
"Perhaps." That was all he said.
"Perhaps!? That's it!? You may or may not show me!? But, I'm a scientist! You have to show me! I mean…you kidnapped me so I think it's only fair that you show me around your place," she rambled.
"Didn't kidnap you."
"You still have to show me." The woman folded her arms in a huff. "Maybe I will run. I can't stand the suspense!" Vera giggled.
'Is she serious?' Yoshimitsu shook his head.
"No need to run." He slowed to a stop.
"Why?"
"We're already here." He poked what seemed to be absolutely nothing, the scenery before him changed into a static, like snow on the television. Yoshimitsu mumbled something in code. In a flash, the invisible wall lit up and dissipated, revealing large wooden gates.
Vera gaped at the sight. "Virtual camo?" The woman gasped, breathless. "It's like your suit! You have a defense like that to hide your entire village!?"
"Safety. We don't need people running in and out all the time." Yoshimitsu pushed against the large door. It creaked loudly in the night. "After you, miss."
Vera didn't wait a second. She hurried inside the walls, gawking at the sight before her. The night was lit up by campfire. Numerous ninja were busy with their lives, some socializing, others practicing. She suddenly felt very awkward as dozens of eyes stopped to stare at her. Many were not kind.
"Yoshimitsu." One called out, running toward the man. "Is everything alright? You were gone much longer than anticipated. You ran into trouble?" The ninja stared at the woman, looking her up and down. "You've brought a guest." He stated the obvious.
"I would like a room prepared. One near mine, if you don't mind." Yoshimitsu ordered. Vera stared at him awkwardly. "She needs to be protected. She's been targeted."
"Yes sir!" The ninja gave a small salute and sprint away at a speed almost unnatural.
Yoshimitsu began walking away toward the collection of buildings near the right side of the camp. Vera ran to catch up. She couldn't help but feel uneasy at the numerous whispers behind her back. There were women in simple clothing, something that reminded her of what the people outside the city in the small villages wore. These women stared at Vera's clothing. Some giggled and pointed. Some of the female ninja folded their arms, glaring disapprovingly. The men just stared, their expressions unreadable.
"They're all staring…," Vera whispered to Yoshimitsu.
He looked from side to side. "Oh? Well we haven't had any visitors like you for years."
"Years?" Vera bit her lower lip.
"We prefer to stay hidden from the outside world." The man stepped up onto a wooden veranda and walked up to a building that looked different from all the rest, made of scrap metal rather than wood, bamboo, and rice paper. Beside the door was a strange, old device. It looked much like a motor.
'Is this the lab?' The woman frowned.
Yoshimitsu opened the door. He walked into the darkness, Vera following closely. It was pitch black inside. The door behind her slammed shut loudly. Vera jumped. She turned toward the door, coming face to face with shimmering eyes. A low mechanical hum sounded as Yoshimitsu flicked a switch beside the door. Vera's eyes struggled to adjust to the florescent lighting that lit the room like daylight.
"Here it is." The man walked toward a medical table in the center of the room. He leaned against the table and held his hands out, looking about the room.
"This is your lab?" Vera asked nervously. It didn't seem anything like she had imagined. Then, she saw the equipment. "Wow!" She ran toward the table beside Yoshimitsu. He slid to the side, giving her room to look around.
Vera leaned across the table, staring at the computer. "Look at this data! It's amazing!" Yoshimitsu cleared his throat. The data was about him. "Strange… It's much like the data on Bryan's old perpetual generator! Except there are more biographical maps." She tapped a few keys on the keyboard. "This is strange! I've never seen anything like this! I wonder what it's for?" She looked over at Yoshimitsu. He was staring at the floor. Suddenly a knothole in a wooden plank looked very interesting.
Vera rushed past the man, her interest falling on something else. "Look at these machines! They are all made out of scraps and items you can buy at an everyday store! Is that a microwave?" The woman laughed, glancing back at Yoshimitsu. His back was to her. "Well…whoever did this is a genius! I've never seen anyone build a machine like this from scratch." She stared at the tools lining the walls. Some looked like they came out of a horror movie.
'What would he need that for!? That's…a bone saw.' She shivered. It was cold in here but she didn't think her shivers had to do only with the temperature. She ran her fingers along a tray beside the table Yoshimitsu was leaning against. He watched her intently.
"These are autopsy tools…" The woman swallowed.
Yoshimitsu sneered. "Why do you think I brought you here?" He turned to face her, pinning her against the table as he slammed two hands on either side of her.
"W, what!?" She stammered.
Vera leaned away, her hand resting behind her for support. The ninja leaned in closer, making the woman tremble. She looked at the tools lying on the tray beside her.
A low, cruel laugh resonated within the ninja. He quickly moved away from the woman and resumed his earlier position against the table.
Vera stared at him in disbelief. "You…ass!" She slapped him against the arm. He only laughed harder.
Vera took in her surroundings once more, ignoring the man beside her. "This place is amazing. Whose lab is this? Yours?"
"No!" he laughed again. "I'm not even aloud to touch anything," the man sighed. "It…" he abruptly stopped speaking. He took a deep, raspy breath.
"It?" Vera raised her brows.
Yoshimitsu groaned suddenly, his hands pushing against the abdominal plates of his armor. He stumbled forward, his breathing heavy.
"Yoshimitsu!? Are you alright?" She reached for him, holding onto his shoulders. The touch startled him, making him twitch at first. Vera stared at his hands; they were gripping at the armor, scratching at it. He dropped to his knees. "Your stomach?" The woman kneeled in front of him, holding him up. His head drooped. "Is it your wound!?"
He was silent a moment, settling his breathing. Soon he pushed back to his feet and turned away from her, leaning forward against the tabletop. It was as if nothing had happened. He glared at the computer screen across from him. "I'm fine," he said coldly.
"Fine?" The woman watched him. He seemed calm. He wasn't trembling, he wasn't breathing heavily and he seemed plenty capable of maintaining balance.
"I'm alright. Sorry to have startled you. It was only a short pain. I get that sometimes. I'm just tired." He looked at her and gave her a small smile even though she couldn't see it.
"Always your stomach?" she asked, looking down at his abdomen and waist. The armor was a thick golden metal itself and even then the man still was thin in the middle. "Well no wonder! Look at how skinny you are!" She poked him in the side where there was a gap of cloth between the thick panels of armor. "No wonder you are so weak! Do you ever eat?"
He jolted to the side away from her. His hand gripped his side where she had poked him. He looked down at her, not moving. "And you're ticklish!" she giggled, poking him again on his opposite side. A small noise emitted from the man as he stepped back again, pointing a finger at her.
'She gets used to new people quickly…' Yoshimitsu watched her carefully.
She placed her hands on her hips, looking at him disapprovingly. "You're way too skinny for your height! I bet you don't even weigh one fifty!"
"Close…" The man shrugged. She smiled poking him once again. He grunted, snatched up her hand and held it up. She was forced to look up at him. "But then again, I don't have much left on the inside…"
Vera's expression changed into one that held a look of concern.
"You have much more on the inside than all the people I've ever met." Dr. Boskonovitch muttered happily as he entered the room through a door in the back. Yoshimitsu released the woman's hand.
Vera's eyes widened. "You're…!"
"Dr. Boskonovitch." He introduced himself. "Or Dr. B as most of the clan members call me." He gave a hearty laugh.
"Impossible! They…it was on the news! You're supposed to be dead!" The woman walked around Yoshimitsu and approached the doctor.
"True." The doctor smirked. "My lab was sent to ruins and I, along with many members of the Manji clan, was attacked. Many did not make it out alive. Yoshimitsu, however," he bowed his head toward the said man. "…came to the rescue just in time. I was able to put myself in that machine over there in the corner, save myself set by the computers own functions. It was a dangerous thing to do, but I had to. It was not time for me to leave."
"So you faked your own death?" Vera questioned. "But…what about your family?"
"It was a necessary thing. The Manji clan and I would have only been prey of the Mishima Zaibatsu if we let them know I was still alive." Dr. B walked slowly to where Yoshimitsu stood. "As for family, Yoshimitsu and the clan are all I have left." Yoshimitsu tore his gaze away from the young woman.
"That's not true." Vera shook her head, on the verge of tears. Her emotions seemed to be able to change from one another like a switch.
"Not true?" Dr. Boskonovitch repositioned his glasses on his face. He narrowed his eyes. "My dear…who are you?"
"Vera." She shook hands with the doctor, a large smile on her face. "Dr. Vera Mihailov."
"Vera Mihailov!?" He gawked. "My god! I thought you were in the states with your mother!" He hugged the woman. Vera happily returned the gesture.
"No…" Vera shook her head, pulling away. She wiped at a tear by the corner of her eye. "Mom…died a few years ago." Yoshimitsu stiffened upon hearing the news.
"She did!?" Dr. B mumbled to himself. "Well I'm very sorry. I've been in a self exile for quite the many years now. I'm sorry I wasn't able to make it to the funeral."
"It's alright. I imagine it would have been hard to gain the word of her death. Dad's been gone since I was a child." That news sent another blow to Yoshimitsu's heart.
'Lost her whole family at such a young age…' the ninja stared at the knot hole on the floor.
"That was much unfortunate news." Dr. Boskonovitch shook his head sadly. "I was glad I could make it to his funeral, however. I believe you were still in Russia at that time."
"Yes!" Vera nodded quickly. "You were there?"
"Of course, my dear! Why you were attached to my hip the entire time!" The man chuckled.
"I barely remember!" The woman giggled back. She stumbled over a few words. She took a relaxing breath. "I…I just can't believe you're alive!" She hugged him again. "I've dreamt of the day I could meet you again, to work alongside you! You're the reason I got into the field of science. I read all your books! I went to the best schools in Europe and America, finished my training here in Japan. I was offered the job at the Mishima Zaibatsu. I'm second in command of the scientific division!" she rambled cheerfully.
"Mishima!?" He was astounded. "You work for those awful people?"
"…Well…I…" She fumbled for words. "I wanted to be like you."
"They are horrible people. I am glad that nothing bad has happened to you while working there." The doctor looked over at Yoshimitsu.
"Actually, we've run into Bryan Fury issues once again." The ninja folded his arms. "I've brought Vera here for her own safety."
"Bryan!? My dear, what have you been doing running around with that man!? I thought he was disposed of, Yoshimitsu." The doctor rubbed his temples.
"I thought that as well."
"Wait." Vera stepped between the men. "You were the one who did that to him?" She gawked at Yoshimitsu.
"…That is correct." He nodded slowly.
"There was barely anything left of the man!" she screamed.
"You don't understand this man. He is a monster. There's nothing human about him." the doctor explained.
"I, I had to piece that man back together," she stammered. "The perpetual generator. That was your machine, right?"
"Yes it was."
"I went to your old lab, in the Zaibatsu. They still had your belongings that were left there over twenty years ago. There were a few books, notes, diagrams. I took them all. I studied them, fascinating by the way!" She was getting excited now. "Then I found the generator inside of Bryan. I was able to reproduce my own version of the machine. I basically gave it an upgrade." She shrugged.
"You found my old notes!?" the man asked happily. "The ones on the perpetual generator!?"
"Yes."
"My dear! I've been looking for those for years! That machine in the corner… it's my new reproduction. I've been trying to build and create a newer and more efficient generator for years! When Bryan destroyed my lab, he burnt everything in my collection. I've had to rely on memory alone to rebuild it."
"Wait, Bryan…destroyed your lab?"
"Yes. That is why we must stop him. He killed Yoshimitsu's family members. Almost killed me." Dr. Boskonovitch patted Yoshimitsu on the shoulder.
"I need the doctor," the ninja spoke up.
"You need the doctor? For what?" the woman asked curiously.
"Yoshimitsu is very special. After many injuries, he's needed me to build and repair bio-mechanical organs on the inside of his body," he began.
"That explains why you were barely bleeding the other night." Vera stared at Yoshimitsu's mid section. She had no idea. It made since why Dr. B had those strange tools in his lab.
"Precisely. Now, after many years, his body has begun deteriorating on the inside. That's why I needed the perpetual generator. I was initially going to place it within Yoshimitsu's body, but He found Bryan Fury dying in Dr. Abel's lab. Being the good man as he is, Yoshimitsu brought Bryan to me. In order to save the man, I had to install the perpetual generator." Vera watched Yoshimitsu. He had his arms folded and he looked off to the side.
"And what about Yoshimitsu?" Vera asked.
"He gave up my research and machine in order to save Bryan's life."
"You gave up the opportunity for that man?" Vera looked troubled by this.
"And he repaid us by destroying my lab, my research, and many members of the clan," he laughed at the irony. "Luckily Yoshimitsu wasn't there."
"I could've stopped him. I should've been there," the ninja stated bitterly.
"I couldn't imagine what the outcome would have been if he had attacked you, if he would have killed you," Dr. Boskonovitch murmured. "I owe you a great deal, Yoshimitsu."
"So that's why you need the files," the woman added. "You need your research in order to save Yoshimitsu."
"His insides are falling apart like rust. I'm afraid time is running short." The doctor frowned.
"But I don't have the documents with me. I have them in a safe box at the apartment. No doubt, the Mishima military found it. It's probably been brought to the science division or the military's investigation labs," Vera sighed loudly. She had barely any sleep the night before and she was sure that morning was going to come about soon.
"I can find them," Yoshimitsu offered. "I've broken into the Zaibatsu numerous times. I'm sure I can handle it."
"We can check my apartment first, just in case. And I can get a few things," Vera added. "Then once we have those we can work together, right doctor?"
"That would be a blessing, Vera," the doctor said as he smiled. "My friend, we'll find help for you in no time!"
"How did you two meet?" The woman leaned against the table beside Yoshimitsu.
"That was quite some time ago, wasn't it Yoshimitsu?" The scientist thought long and hard. "Nearly thirty years ago, correct?"
"Around that." The warrior nodded.
"I met him after the first tournament held by Heihachi Mishima. The poor man was missing an arm. I took it upon myself to help him out, installing a mechanical prosthetic."
"Like a robotic arm!?" Vera's eyes widened. She turned to Yoshimitsu, looking at his arms. He held out his left hand.
Without a word she grabbed his hand, pulling the glove off. Yoshimitsu pulled away at first, not wanting her to see it. She grabbed his arm anyways.
"This is amazing! You built this thirty years ago?" She gawked, running her fingers up and down his metallic digits.
"Old Technology, but that's easy to fix and upgrade." Dr. Boskonovitch watched Vera with great interest. He got a kick out of Yoshimitsu's unease. It had been many years since Yoshimitsu ever allowed anyone to see his real self. "You should have seen the first prototype. Child's play today," he laughed.
Vera grabbed the skin tight sleeve of Yoshimitsu's uniform. His arm was solid. It was mechanized but still held the shape and structure of a normal appendage. There was multiple prosthetics that played the part of muscle and tendons. There were even artificial nerves.
"Do you feel this?" Vera asked quietly as she ran her fingers up and down the man's arm. Yoshimitsu breathed in slowly.
"A little…" He nodded.
"This is amazing! You…you accomplished to make nerve endings mechanically. It's just like having a real arm." The woman smiled.
"I've been working on the sensitivity. One day he nearly burned off his hand. He was sitting too close to a Bunsen burner." The doctor chuckled. Vera laughed, playing with Yoshimitsu's fingers. The ninja rubbed the back of his helmet.
"This is great! Dr. Boskonovitch, I would love to help you out. This is the greatest thing I've ever seen! I mean, Yoshimitsu…you have such an interesting body!" she exclaimed. It was Yoshimitsu's turn to blush, luckily his mask hid that.
"Seems the old man is still getting used to personal contact." The scientist smiled at Vera.
"Old man?" Vera looked up at Yoshimitsu. 'So maybe he wasn't joking about growing up in an age with no electricity…'
"Yoshimitsu is in his nineties," the doctor explained.
"Oh." Vera felt her heart sink a bit. She wasn't sure why it was so disappointing to know he was an elderly man. "You're quite agile for an old man."
"More agile than the day I met him. He saved me from the Zaibatsu. They were going to have me executed. I owe him my life." The doctor stretched, his shoulder popping.
"So that means you were in your sixties when you first met the doctor," Vera added.
"But, of course, the regeneration capabilities of the organs have allowed the man to continually heal and regenerate himself, making him younger and healthier than before." The doctor walked behind Yoshimitsu. Vera watched him curiously. "Doesn't look a day over thirty." He winked at the woman.
Vera opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She was sure Yoshimitsu could see her embarrassment. The ninja spun around quickly, looking at the doctor. He folded his arms.
"Don't give me that look, Yoshi." The doctor waved a finger at him.
"It's late," Yoshimitsu spoke, his glare not faltering.
"Indeed it is." The doctor nodded as he yawned. "Time to get rest. You need it. And my poor Vera! I'm sure she is exhausted! Why don't you show her to her room?" Dr. Boskonovitch patted the ninja on the back. He headed for the back door that he had entered from. "Goodnight my dear." He waved a hand at Vera before leaving the room. Silence smothered the mood of the lab.
"I'll show you to your room," Yoshimitsu sighed heavily.
"Can I call you Yoshi?" Vera giggled.
"No," the man groaned.
He led her out of the lab and down the long wooden veranda. She thought her footsteps were too loud compared to Yoshimitsu's. She walked closely behind him. There were barely any people about but the few who were stared just as much as before.
"I'll talk to them about staring," Yoshimitsu stated. He stopped before a sliding door decorated with flower printed, rice paper windows.
"…" Vera fidgeted uncomfortably. It was deathly quiet. Right now she was standing alone in the darkness next to the ninja.
"This is your room." He slid open the door. A bright orange glow flooded out into the walkway. There was a fire already prepared, blankets and a small bowl of rice. Vera just remembered how hungry she was. "I hope it is to your liking."
"It's great!" Vera smiled, genuinely happy. It looked cozy and it felt like she was on a vacation. Yoshimitsu guided her in. "Thank you!"
"If there's anything you need at all, just let me know. You are our guest. The baths are through that door." He pointed to a door on the opposite side of the room. "And the doctor's lab will be open to you at all times." The woman was happy he trusted her so much. He bowed to her quickly and then turned to leave the room.
"Um…" Vera tugged on her hands.
"Yes?" The man faced her.
"I…don't have anything to change into," she whispered.
"…" He stared at her, almost as if he didn't understand.
"I didn't get to pack anything. We left in such a hurry," she stuttered awkwardly.
"I'll go for your things tomorrow then. And while I'm there I'll look for the doctor's files."
"I'm coming with you. It's got a lock combination; also…I'm not letting you go through my underwear drawer." She folded her arms mocking him.
"I…Your?" He cleared his throat.
"Tomorrow morning?" the woman asked with disappointment.
"As soon as you're ready. We must leave before noon though." He nodded to her.
"I can do that." She nodded back.
"Then that's the mission."
"Mission?"
"Correct," he said slowly.
"Does that mean I'm officially ninja?" she asked hopefully. She lifted her hands punching the air and making strange high pitched noises. Yoshimitsu chuckled, it reminding him very much of a man he met in the tournaments, Marhsall Law.
"Not quite…," he smirked at her. "I'll be right back." He lifted a finger and walked out the door.
Vera was left alone. She walked about the room, looking at the decorations lining the walls. It was like an extravagant hotel. The thought amused her. She stood before the fire, warming herself.
"Here." His voice entered her thoughts. Vera spun around. Yoshimitsu held in his hands a pile of clothes. He looked down at them and scoffed. "They are old, but in good shape. I'm afraid it's the smallest size I have. I didn't think about preparing clothing for you."
"These are yours?" she beamed, taking them from his hands. He nodded in response. "I can't wait!" Why was she all giddy?
"You like…ninjas a lot, don't you?" he asked her.
"I love 'em!" she laughed. "Well…from movies from when I was a little girl. I mean, I always thought they were cool. Never thought…ninjas like you really existed."
"Then I'll leave you with your first, real ninja clothing." The man shook his head, amused with the woman. He headed for the door once again. "I'm down the way." He pointed. She stuck her head out the door.
"The big one with the clan symbol on it?" she muttered.
"Correct." He was surprised she noticed it was the clan's symbol. She was a very observant person.
"So…" She stumbled back into her room. He watched her with no response. "Thank you, for helping me."
"…" He nodded to her again.
"I'm sure they'll fit fine," the woman referred to the clothing in her hands. "I mean, you're so skinny as it is."
He looked down at himself. "Really?" he asked.
Vera couldn't help herself. The man was a mystery, an enigma. Anything at all that she could do to make him respond and seem more normal was worth trying. Her finger poked him in the side once again. She left her finger inside the armor, digging into him, tickling him. The man literally jumped, hitting the door behind him. He fumbled for her hand. He snatched it and squeezed it hard. His head lifted to meet her gaze. A low, nasty growl sounded from the man. Vera felt goose bumps on her skin.
'Uh oh…I think I made him mad!' the woman bit her lip.
Yoshimitsu took a step forward. She staggered backward, tugging her hand away. She was frightened now. Before she could blink he was lunging forward toward her. She screamed as his hands grabbed her sides and he tickled her back.
"Oh my god!" she laughed aloud. She dropped the clothing. He tickled her for a few seconds, her laughs loud and high pitched. Yoshimitsu pulled away from her quickly.
"Goodnight." He turned and left the room, closing the door behind him without saying another word.
"…Night…" Vera stared at the screen. What had just happened? She shrugged the thought away.
She looked about her surroundings before she lifted the clothing from off the floor and ventured to the small mattress on the floor. She lifted the first article, an old black shirt that tied in the front. It looked like a ninja uniform. There were matching pants with it. Pretty basic but she figured it'd do until she got her own clothing. She slipped into her brand new hand-me-downs and stared at her reflection in a tiny wall mirror. The clothes were still too long and a bit baggy.
"Cute," she murmured.
She was left to reflect on the day, the attack from the Mishima Zaibatsu, Doctor Boskonovitch, her plans for tomorrow, and above all, she couldn't tear her thoughts from the man only a few doors away, Yoshimitsu.
"Such a strange man," she whispered to herself as she slipped into bed, covering herself with the soft blankets of silk and animal fur. She lifted her rice bowl from off the floor and brought the chopsticks to her lips.
'I could get used to this place.' She yawned. The thought kind of scared her, being stuck here forever with no contact from the outside world with only her and the ninjas, Dr. B, and Yoshimitsu.
'Being with that man forever.' The thought was a little unnerving. 'I wonder…would I ever get to see his face then?' She smiled, trying to imagine what he looked like behind the mask.
NOTE: On the subject of Yoshimitsu's age. I had found on some online resources that Yoshimitsu was around 65 at the time of tekken 2. Now, as it's been like 30 years later on the Tekken timeline Yoshimitsu would be in his 90s. I also found resources that said by the time of tekken 6 he'd be about 95. So, just a side note.
:Ending it here for the night. Thanks for reading and reviewing I greatly appreciate it! -Annubis
PS...Ok...whats up with this place suddenly making the line seperations invisible!? now i have to go through every story and chapter ive ever posted and go back through and seperate sections! so now...i have to use to do that. Wth??
