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Jen: Thank you all for waiting. School and many other things kept me from attending this fanfic as well as other things as well. This is chapter ten of this ongoing saga, or at least I think it should be right now, since we still have a ways to go. But here it is for your long wait. Read and enjoy.

X: Decisions, Decisions

"What is this guy talking about, Sahna? Victim of what?" Both men with her were confused and had a damn good reason for it. She sighed as her glance met Forrest's, "It's time that I told you the truth. The true reason for entering the tournament is that I was the only survivor of Heihachi's original ten that he experimented on. Rikka's death drove more anger towards Heihachi and motivated me even further. I came to America to escape my past and start over. But it's gotten worse than what I thought. So many innocent people have gotten involved that shouldn't have been...and I can't stand it!"

Gaping at her, Forrest couldn't believe he was hearing those words from Sahna from all people! Seeing a flash of gold in her eyes made him think twice. The man at the desk shook his head and asked Sahna calmly, "Do you need any time to make your decision?" Sahna nodded right off the bat.

"Sahna! Paul needs to be freed for the tournament!"

Narrowing the same eyes Forrest would be usually lost in turned gold as she spoke, "And what about Jin? Don't you know the hell he went through? Consider both of them, Forrest, I know how you're feeling about this... so I'm going to spend an hour each with both Jin and Paul. Is that okay with you, sir?" He nodded, "Of course, the minimum amount of time for your decision is three days. I advise you to take your time." She raised her eyebrows as she avoided eye-contact with anyone else in the room. Three days?

Marshall stayed out of the whole situation until he asked, "May my son and I visit Paul Phoenix while Sahna visits Jin Kazama?" Ringing two guards up, he winked, "Sure thing."

As they were led to the cells on the row in which the two men were imprisoned, they were suprised to see that Jin and Paul playing poker to pass the time. "What is it this time, kid?" The yokai grinned and held out his cards, "An all spade straight, Paul." Gonking himself in the head over another loss, Paul had no idea that Sahna, Forrest and Marshall were standing outside of the cell.

Jin's eyes lightened once he saw Sahna, "I'm glad you came." The blond man across from him was grinning from ear to ear, "Hey! You guys shouldn't have! What's the news?" Marshall replied, "Sahna gets to spend an hour with each of you. She's able to free one of you." Jin had noticed how the girl avoided his eyes, something no one else noticed. "I'm sorry I didn't mention my past to you before, Paul. The reason why I'm in this tournament is for revenge for what Heihachi did to me and the other nine; I was the survivor in his experiments."

"Don't cry over spilled milk, what's done is done," Paul shook it off, "Can't blame ya for it if it hurt ya that much, am I right?" Her eyes turned back to a chocolate brown again at his words, which made it harder to bend on one side of the fence or the other. Jin was innocent of his crime and completely aware (a/n: towards his pov, I guess) of what was going on, but Paul, although guilty of a minor crime was the one who found her and treated Sahna like she was the daughter he never had.

Looking over at Jin, Paul asked, "How much of this did you know?"

The young man answered him without much effort, "Almost all of it, except for who framed me. But I admit that I got careless and practically set myself up for it." Forrest did all he could to keep a straight face. At least nobody knew he was involved with it. So it was just best to stay out of it almost entirely.

…

"Good work, Dragunov. But apparently we have some bad news."

The Russian spoke into his cell phone, "What is it now, Alexi?"

"I managed to hack into the security system and the files where they keep the prisoners where they're holding the Kazama half-breed. They found that girl, the one that survived Heihachi's experiments."

"And?"

"She can possibly free him."

Ice blue eyes were narrow and would have pierced the gaze of someone else if he were looking at someone. With a low growl in his throat, Sergei asked, "Are you sure?"

Alexi pulled up a video from the security camera that was the most direct to Jin's cell. "About 50%. There's another guy that she cares about, too."

"Either way, we need to get Jin alive for research. This is our best chance now."

"Just give me the time and place."

…

Heihachi sat in his office and as usual, deleting hate mail from tabloids and newspapers about his scandal. He had to take thirty minute breaks between them because there were so many to reply to, even if it was simply "No Comment" on practically all of them.

He looked at the Yahoo! main page and couldn't believe his eyes. One of the headlining stories was not of him… but of someone he knew.

Mishima Zaibatsu Heir Incarcerated

Looking at the photo shot with the story was his own grandson, the old man couldn't help but read more. "I knew that boy would slip up and get himself thrown in jail for something…" Heihachi muttered with a wicked smile. Clicking the link, he read further.

Jin Kazama, the son of Kazuya Mishima and grandson of Heihachi Mishima has recently been arrested with links to the experiments that his grandfather, the current head, is being accused of. However, the alleged last remaining survivor of those horrific experiments insists on his innocence and she quotes: "I will not rest until I find the one who accuses this innocent man of being an accomplice to what had happened to me and the others. Jin is nothing like his grandfather and does not deserve such accusations."

Heihachi almost wanted to laugh. So the girl was finally going to bring herself to the press. He didn't need for them to say her name; the old man already knew. Everything. But why was she trying to free Jin? Shouldn't her blood react to his negatively? After all, that was Ogre's blood running through her veins.

…

"How have you been since you got here, Jin?"

The two sat outside in the yard where there was a basket ball court and tables. He forced a smile sitting across from Sahna. "Not all that bad. The cots aren't too comfortable and the food is nowhere near as good as yours. But at least nobody challenged me or Paul to a fight yet, so I could be worse." Sahna wanted to giggle at his wry humor if his eyes weren't so lost. He was the same everywhere else, but the look in those pools of chocolate had something missing in them… or maybe something that hadn't existed began to emerge. Just like when he kissed her at Central Park before being incarcerated shortly afterwards. "I still can't believe you're being accused of something this horrible…"

Jin took her hand and his face stiffened, almost frightening her. "I'm not completely innocent, Sahna. Before I left Japan, I took a vial from the Zaibatsu lab and kept it hidden. That may be why… someone must have gotten my fingerprints or a hair sample, something from there. Tracing someone with the devil gene isn't too difficult. Kazuya and I are the only ones with it." Sahna's dark eyes widened in astonishment. Why was he just telling her this?

"What did this vial have in it?"

His eyes averted to the side, "Whatever Heihachi injected you and the others with. I don't know why, but he still has some of it in there. Plenty to do another test if he wanted to."

"But you don't know what it is? What the substance is?"

"Ogre's blood."

The two looked towards the source of the voice. Jin flinched and Sahna knew who the man was by appearance alone. Kazuya stood in the middle of the prison yard facing them with a stern look in his obsidian and crimson eyes.

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Jen: That's it for now. It's not as long as I wanted to but this'll have to do for now and I'll update as often as I can. Writer's block is sooooo annoying. Review plz, and flames are welcome.