Tekken 5: Curse of the Mishima

Next chapter of my Tekken story, enjoy.

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Chilling Confrontation

Jin was still in shock from what happened in his fight against Hwoarang. He had lost control; almost allowing the dark power inside him to take over. He had recovered control, but by then it was too late; he had seen what he had done to Hwoarang.

'I didn't kill him, but…I could have, I could have ended up…' He shuddered at the close call. 'I can't…I can't afford to lose control again, I must; I must stay focused.'

All the same, he couldn't understand it; he kept things under control, until then. He couldn't explain how but he had felt strange throughout the tournament, it was a building sense of evil and darkness, he felt it at the fringes of his consciousness almost constantly.

'What the hell is it, it's not my, it's not the Devil Gene inside me, it feels different.' He pondered, confused. 'Yet whatever it is, it appears to make the Devil Gene…worse.'

He was worried about that; he knew he couldn't take any risks or chances. He had to find that darkness and destroy it somehow; before it was too late. Shaking his head he continued to leave, he was heading back to the locker room to collect what few belongings he had brought with him before returning to his hotel room.

As he walked however, he heard something, some noise. He stopped, it sounded like a scuffling noise and voices. He approached cautiously, wondering what was going on. He froze at what he saw; it was a large squad of armed Tekken Force troops; along with Xiaoyu. To his horror, Xiaoyu was handcuffed and seemed to be struggling against them.

"No, please, don't…" She cried out.

One of the soldiers spoke. "Enough, the agreement was made, you failed, now it's over."

Xiaoyu shook her head. "I know but, take me, just let Miharu go!"

Jin inhaled sharply at that; wondering what Xiaoyu was talking about, had something happened to her friend; it was clear she was in trouble, Xiaoyu too. Jin glared; he wasn't going to let that stand. He began to walk towards the Tekken Force, ready to intervene. However despite his determination; he halted; freezing.

Standing in the shadows, watching the incident take place, not three feet away from Xiaoyu and the Tekken Force, was a large shadowy figure, the same one he spotted standing on the balcony watching everyone during registration. A sense of great evil and terrible malevolence spread from him; stopping Jin cold. A chill ran down his spine as he watched the man.

For some reason, he couldn't move, as such Xiaoyu was dragged away, with him helpless to intervene. The shadowy figure glared at him; before turning away and leaving.

'That…man, was that?' He thought once his mind cleared again. 'He must be the tournament's sponsor; he, I felt it, he's the source of that darkness I felt; he's the great evil that's been influencing my Devil Gene.'

He had no choice, with Xiaoyu gone, he had to leave. He was worried for her however; as well as Miharu.

He continued to worry about them as he finally gathered his belongings and was leaving.

'They're clearly in danger, it seems like they're being held captive.' He pondered quietly. 'If only I knew where, if only there was something I could do to help them. But that man…'

He shuddered at the thought of the shadowy man. Something told him that any attempt to try and save the girls would be doomed to failure, so long as that man was alive. He knew now what he had to do.

'So, my path is clear; I must win this tournament, defeat that man…Only then will I save them; and stop this, evil within me.'

He sighed; once again, he found himself faced with even more pressure than before. His mind flashed back to the argument he had with Xiaoyu in the previous tournament, when he had rather roughly chased her away; despite her desire to help him. A sharp pang of regret struck him but he pushed it away.

He shook his head. 'No sense in dwelling on the past; I have to focus on the now.'

He instead began to consider something else; the remaining obstacles between him and fighting that shadowy figure. The remaining fighters; that man Dragunov, the girl Asuka, King, Nina, Christie and, of course, his father.

'That girl, Asuka, her last name, Kazama…Does she know, my mother; she's part of the family. But how…' Jin wondered confused.

However he soon pushed that thought away too; instead focusing on them all as opponents, people he would have to fight.

He had nearly left the building when suddenly he stopped again; glaring. Standing in front of him, smirking widely, was his father.

"What do you want?" He asked sharply.

Kazuya laughed and shook his head. "I was impressed Jin; so much for your condemnation of me. When you are now guilty of the same thing."

Jin growled. "You think…"

"You enjoyed it, didn't you, the power, the sheer strength." Kazuya remarked with glee. "It is the greatest feeling ever; to know you have such power in your hands."

"Shut up!" Jin snapped. "You don't know anything, I'm nothing like you!"

Kazuya scoffed. "Keep telling yourself that…However, there is something interesting here, wouldn't you say? The sponsor for instance."

Jin glared. "What do you know?"

"Nothing yet…but once I win the tournament, I will." Kazuya replied.

"That won't happen, not with me here." Jin remarked before pushing past Kazuya and leaving.

Kazuya watched him go, still smirking.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.