Tekken – Rebellion of Fury

AN: Hello everyone, MiNdZeRo here, finally back with another chapter. I was planning to post this yesterday but...i kinda got drunk before i came so far, something i am currently regretting due to headache.

I had some trouble writing this, Im trying to move things along a bit, so i hope it does not seem too hurried. Il be dissapearing next week, but il be back soon enough.

Chapter 19, Devil's Elegance, ENJOY! Read and review bitches.

Chapter 19 Devil's Elegance

When Bryan began his journey so save himself, he'd never imagined that he'd end up cuddling with the very same companion he had planned to dust the first second she lost her use.

Still lying in bed, they were both naked with Alisa on top who was breathing softly into his chest as she held onto him. She wasn't asleep, Bryan knew that, and for some reason couldn't bring himself to get annoyed.

Perhaps he was still in shock? Shock over the fact that he was in bed cuddling with a young teenager, with cybernetic implants to rival his own.

Perhaps that was what made him slip up. A sense of kinship, perhaps?

He didn't care anyway.

Frowning into the ceiling thoughtfully, he let his fingers slide gently across her back, embracing her possessively, something he had been doing ever since they had sex.

Bryan had sworn to himself to never let anyone close. Past experiences dictated that it would undoubtedly come back to bite him. After everything that had happened during the last hour between them, Bryan still thought it was a ridiculously bad idea.

But hey, when you've first gone through all the trouble of loading a gun to aim it for temple, why not just squeeze it. Who knows, maybe you end up having some fun.

At some point during their journey, Alisa had come to mean…well, he didn't know what she mean to him yet… But perhaps it wouldn't be so bad finding out.

Looking down on her, he could only see a mop of hair as she rested on his chest.

After the sex, the moment had been awkward. As she looked up at him, the frightened question in her face was clear as day; 'What happens now?'

Bryan didn't know the answer for that himself, so he just lied back to stare silently into nothingness. Tightening his hold around her just a little bit had made her relax, sinking into him with a heavy breath.

The comfortable peace however, could only last for so long.

"…You do not need to say anything.", Alisa suddenly muttered, lifting her head to look up at him.

He cocked an eyebrow at her in puzzlement from the sudden statement.

"What do you mean?", he drawled. His permanent annoyance seemed to finally slip back, if only slightly.

"I do not expect this to mean anything for you…", she muttered. She was smiling, despite her choice of words. "So I will not ask for an answer. If you decide that you do not want me, then I will be content with what I have of you."

"…Is that so…?", Bryan muttered, frowning slightly. Her statement bothered him. That she'd pine for him, despite his scorn… It kinda rubbed him the wrong way.

"Yes.", she said, smiling adoringly up at him. Bryan felt uncomfortable under her gaze. "But as long as you don't say anything…", she trailed off, a sly smile forming on her lips. Sinking into him again, she kissed his chest before cuddling up to him. "…then I will do as I wish."

At that, Bryan barked a laugh. A goodhearted one, his first, since their fight the hour prior.

"Heh, oh really?", he chuckled, smirking down on her as she tilted her head up at him. Tightening his arms around her, he slid her body up along his to come closer to his face. "And what makes you think I'd just let you help yourself, hm?", he murmered sinisterly, smiling darkly. Alisa was not deterred by his attempt at scaring her, instead gaining a smirk of her own.

"You were not arguing earlier…", she drawled slyly, trailing a finger teasingly along his chest.

At that, Bryan just laughed again, pulling her close as she began to giggle herself. As they quieted down, she pushed her face into the crook of his neck to hide her blush, sighing contently in Bryan's arms. Bryan, not really knowing what to do, let his hands wander across her body, enjoying the feel of her skin.

"Alisa…About before…", Bryan began. For some reason, what had happened between them before they jumped each other, really bothered Bryan.

"You do not need to say anything…", she whispered, tightening her hold around his neck, trying to pull herself closer, a task that was currently impossible. "I understand."

Her words made Bryan stiffen for a slight moment, before he sunk further into the bed.

She made him feel so…powerless. Everything he'd learned, everything he'd promised himself had come undone since he met her.

"Do not expect anything from me…", he suddenly growled. The anger directed at himself marred his voice, something Alisa quickly picked up on. Rising up above him, she looked down on him with questioning eyes. "I think this is a mistake. A silly notion, one I do not believe for a moment will last." Her face was unreadable as he scowled up at her. "But…", he muttered, growing wary under her stare.

"But…?", she baited softly.

"But I will not push you away. Our partnership has been fruitful…and somewhat pleasant…", he admitted grudgingly. Seeing a sly smirk forming on her face, he growled slightly. "Sex not withstanding." He pinched her side in annoyance, smirking as she yelped. Alisa simply glared at him, before burying her face in his neck again. Bryan gave her an amused glance before he chuckled. "Hard to believe everything that has happened over the past hours, ain't it?"

"Mhmm…", she hummed into his neck. Bryan froze as he felt her grinding herself into him. As they were still very much naked, the feeling brought a pleasurable sensation.

"…You're going to be the death of me…", Bryan muttered, feeling his own body respond to hers.

"Ah!", Alisa suddenly yelped, snapping her head up in shock. "I forgot!"

Bryan blinked on the sudden exclamation.

"Wha- You forgot what?"

"Your wound.", she said, her voice taking a 180 degree turnabout as she was as neutral as ever. She lifted herself off his body, letting the sheets fall. Bryan watched as she unashamedly exposed her body to him, climbing onto the floor. "We should get moving. You do not have long."

"I feel fine.", Bryan grumbled irritatingly. Alisa looked over her shoulder, giving him a scathing look.

"You are not. You should get up.", she said, before bending down to pick up what little remained of her clothes from before Bryan got his hands on her. Bryan, as he was more or less right behind her as he lunged on the bed, was given a sight that hitched his breath.

"…Am I the only one who finds it humorous that the one to keep eyes on the goal here is you…?", he muttered, letting his hand wander, reaching out to slide his fingers across her hips.

"…It is not so odd, as I have the right incentive.", she said, a soft tremble in her voice as she felt his touch. Rising up, she held the remains of her clothes to her chest before giving Bryan a calm glance over her shoulder. "After all, I do not wish for you to die before I get laid again."

And thus, she strode right out of the room.

After a moment of shocked silence, Bryan laughed loudly.

The first hours of their drive went slow, traffic being a rightful bitch. Because of the chaos their fight had caused, with a helicopter crashing and all, the local police was trying to control everything around in a large area. This led to a lot of waiting for the traffic to clear.

Their time in the car was…uncomfortable. For Bryan at least, as Alisa seemed to enjoy making small talk more than ever.

After clearing the worst of the traffic, they were quickly progressing towards their goal, which was about damn time as Bryan's condition took a turn for the worse. Halfway through the day, he began to painfully cough blood and Alisa had to take over the driving.

He was nearing his end quickly now. It was almost as if he could feel the countdown in his chest as the perpetual generator slowly gave out.

Come morning next day, they finally arrived at their destination.

"We're here.", Alisa muttered quietly as she parked by the sidewalk. She had fallen quiet hours ago, Bryan's condition no doubt taking a toll on her.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Bryan was slumping and stared blankly into the air. He breathed raggedly, his mind a disoriented mess.

Alisa cast him a worried glance at his lack of response.

"Bryan?", she asked worriedly, leaning over to shake him gently. At her touch, Bryan blinked confusedly before turning to face her.

"What?", he muttered apathically. He was close now, he could feel it.

"We have arrived."

Blinking to clear his swimming vision, Bryan looked around. It was clear they were out of the central's, as the buildings were reduced to houses or larger compartment buildings. There was one building however far away that stood out, but Bryan couldn't make it out, even as he squinted.

"Is…that…?", he questioned, groaning tiredly as his head fell down again. His head felt so heavy, his body so tired.

His chest, felt…cold. Dying.

"Yes.", Alisa nodded hurriedly. Her hand rubbed his arm gently. Bryan couldn't tell if it was an attempt to soothe him or herself. "But we have a problem. There are blockades between us and them. 'Violet Systems' seem to control who comes close and who does not very strictly. Considering Lee's rumored relationship with his family, it is no wonder why he is cautious."

"Heh…", Bryan chuckled weakly. "Hehe…hehehehe…" His laugh was interrupted by a viscous cough. He shielded his mouth with his hand as he coughed. When the cough finally died down, he raised his hand in front of his face, finding it full of sprayed blood.

"Bryan-!", Alisa began worriedly, but gasped as Bryan suddenly opened the door, stumbling unsteadily out.

Bryan didn't wait for her as he dragged his feet after him down the street. He walked as fast as he could down an alley before he came upon a new street when she finally caught up to him.

He didn't look at her and they didn't say anything to each other. She just looked worriedly at him as she tagged along.

Around the building that was 'Violet Systems', was a large clearing with grass that the roads went around. It was definitely some couple of hundred feet wide and had a fountain in the middle. From the side of the clearing was a brick walkway leading up to the grand entrance.

But of course, nothing was ever so simple, the oh so convenient blockade standing proudly in their way along the road.

Noticing the slimmer metallic figures that accompanied the guards, Bryan blinked to clear his vision.

They were humanoid machines, head lights twinkling weakly, but stayed still otherwise. The guards seemed to be unarmed, watching the empty streets with lazy eyes. The suits allowed them to easily hide smaller arms, but doubtfully anything to pose much threat.

Blinking again to clear his vision as it clouded, he grunted when he noticed some of the guards staring at them, watching them with careful eyes. Bryan narrowed his eyes as he picked up his steps to approach.

"Do you have a plan?", Alisa piped up suddenly. Bryan's eyes darted from guard to guard as they approached, ignoring the urge to cough from his dry throat.

"We need to get in somehow…", he muttered. "Somehow get an audience with Lee Chaolan or something…"

"So you don't have a plan…", she muttered, a small amount of frustration slipping into her tone.

"Have I ever had one…?", Bryan chuckled, squashing the urge to ruffle her hair when she glared playfully up at him.

"That's far enough!", a guard suddenly yelled out taking a step forward from the blockade. The other guards were watching with little interest, not seeming to expect anything to happen.

Bryan scowled, but stopped, ignoring Alisa's worried glance up at him.

"Killing Lee's employees is counterproductive to our cause.", she reminded as they stood side by side, the guard looking warily between them.

"Hey, I'm the perfect diplomat.", he whispered back with a smirk. He didn't need to see her to know her teeth were grinding.

"Bryan…" Her eyebrow twitched.

"Not to be rude…", the guard interrupted. "But I'd appreciate it if you'd move along. The streets around 'Violet Systems' has been closed off."

Bryan glared at them, ignoring Alisa's annoyed glance as she faced the guard.

"We're here to see Lee Chaolan."

"The boss…?", he asked disbelievingly. "I'm pretty sure we would have been told if he was expecting someone." He stopped to look over his shoulder as another guard came up from behind, whispering something in his ear with a phone in hand. "Give me a moment and I'll check. Back in a tick."

"Thank you!", Alisa smiled friendly, before glancing towards Bryan. "They are going to find out in a moment. What is our next course of action?"

Taking a deep breath, Bryan just smirked down on her before glaring back at the guards.

"We're gonna go for it."

Her eyes snapped to him.

"Bryan-"

"Ready?"

"Wha- No!"

Bryan pounced forward without warning, ignoring the searing pain spreading through his body. A guard noticed and widened his eyes.

"Woah, hold-!", he began. With a grunt, Bryan launched himself over the barricade, briefly enjoying the surprised gasps from the guards. He smirked as he could hear Alisa activating her boosters to follow, furthering their surprise.

Slamming into the ground he backhanded a guard that was close, swatting him away into another as he blared past them. Quickly taking the turn up the aisle towards the entrance, the pair quickly found themselves before the wide entrance of 'Violet Systems', the glass building looming over them.

As they approached, the doors suddenly slammed open, a horde of guards and those humanoid machines flooding out to swarm them. Suddenly surrounded from all directions, they quickly fell back-to-back.

Grinding his teeth, Bryan let his hand rest on the gun hidden at his belt.

"You are terrible at planning.", Alisa's disgruntled voice rang out from behind him, bringing a slight smirk to his lips.

"Hey, I make up for it with my improvising."

"And how do you suppose we 'improvise' our way out of this?", Alisa hissed angrily.

Some of the guards had their guns out, yelling for them to lie down, their machines standing poised to strike at their sides. As their yelling grew in intensity, Bryan tensed to move.

"That will be quite enough, thank you.", a voice suddenly rang out. The voice was calm and collected, even elegant in its tone, but clearly that of a male.

Bryan turned towards the sound to see a man in a nice black suit walking down the stairs in front of the entrance. The man had silvery hair, parted by the middle to reach down on the sides to right above his shoulders.

"Mr. Chaolan!", several exclaimed trying to protest his presence. A dismissive wave of the hand made them part, allowing him to walk closer to Bryan and Alisa.

"Lee Chaolan…", Alisa whispered, glancing up at Bryan for a short moment.

"Hoh…? Now this is an unsuspecting visit…", Lee smirked. Standing a couple of meters away, he watched them with intrigued eyes. His face was sharp, having an almost feminine grace, as he observed them. His stare was piercing, calculative yellow eyes bringing a bad feeling to Bryan's gut. "Now I was just about to finish for the day, when I suddenly receive a call as I pass the lobby, of a couple asking to see me. Normally I would frown before dismissing the message, but when I suddenly hear that you breach the barricade…" His stare was set in a dark scowl, his smile sinister, cold as it never reached his eyes. "…Now that intrigues me."

"We are not here to cause problems.", Alisa tried carefully, drawing a seemingly good-hearted chuckle from Lee. Bryan narrowed his eyes, knowing full well it was anything but.

"I have no doubt. Despite first impressions, I do of course assume you have your reasons.", he waved dismissively with his hand in an extravagant manner.

"We do.", Alisa tried carefully, looking up at Bryan before looking back to Lee. "My friend needs help-"

"But this is a company that specializes in robotic manufacturing.", Lee interrupted, resting his chin on his palm as one arm crossed beneath the other. His eyes flickered between the pair, the calculative stare and sinister smirk never leaving his face. "I can't help but think…", he trailed off, smirk widening. "I have received several news and rumors from several agents of a couple, wanted by the Zaibatsu as well as another couple being reported having made contact with forces of the G-Corporation. Coincidence? I do not believe so."

"Perhaps you're wrong.", Bryan grumbled, scowling back at Lee as their gazes met. Lee's smirk seemed only to widen at this.

"And perhaps I am not…", he whispered dangerously. "Now the question is, are you the same couple that is wanted by the Zaibatsu, as well the one that made contact with the G-Corporation 3 days ago? Intriguing…But speculation will only get me so far." He began to walk around them, as if inspecting them. Like an investment. Bryan had to rein in an involuntary snarl. "So let us make a hypothesis here. Let us say that you are that couple, shall we? You go through all that trouble to get here, as well as fighting a helicopter including Jack machines that carries strength and fighting power beyond common man…All to come to a company that deals in robotic manufacturing, for help? My, I can only draw one conclusion…" Lee turned his eyes to Bryan, meeting his glare with glinting eyes.

His smile widened as his arms went out in an extravagant manner, as if presenting something marvelous. "…Bryan Fury."

Bryan, stiffened upon realization.

"How-", he muttered, but was immediately interrupted by Lee's chuckle.

"Do not be so surprised…The Zaibatsu has their suspicions and information can rarely be contained. Your relationship with both Abel and Bosconovitch is not exactly a well hid secret.", yet again, he waved his hand dismissively, taunting an annoyed twitch from Bryan. "Besides, none other fit your description. It is not much to speculate whether you were the one or not."

Bryan was about to retort with a rude comment as his chest suddenly flared up. Falling into a coughing fit, Bryan felt woozy and stumbled unsteadily.

"Bryan!", Alisa exclaimed worriedly. She quickly hugged him around his shoulders, letting him drop carefully to his knees. Lee looked confused, his posture slightly disgruntled as he processed what had just happened.

His coughing and hacking died down shortly, but when Bryan removed his hand from his mouth it was dyed in blood. His consciousness was slipping, making it hard for him to stay up.

"Ah…", Lee muttered neutrally. "…I see…Your enhancements were not without weakness then…"

Bryan began to grow disoriented again, his vision clouding. Why was his head so damn heavy again?

"He needs help.", Alisa began worriedly, taking his eyes of Bryan to pleadingly face Lee. "There was an accident that wounded him. He has been dying for a long time and Violet Systems is the only place we could go to."

"I suppose I could help…", Lee rested his chin on his palm again, his stare flicking between the two of them. "But…Tell me miss, what is in it for me?"

Alisa tilted her head in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

Lee chuckled at her confusion.

"You did not truly believe I would give you something for nothing, did you?"

"We work with the Rebels. We have connections with Lars Alexanderson himself."

"And you assume, that due to the relationship with my family, that this is enough to pull my interest?", Lee narrowed his eyes for a moment as his smile dwindled away. "You assume correctly. But this is not enough.", Lee turned his back to them in a thinking pose, ignoring the glare that grew on Alisa's face.

"What do you want?", her voice had begun to grow cold, something that seemed to pull on the corner of Lee's lips.

"Oh, so many things I suppose…But the question is, what do you want?", he turned back to the pair. "How much are you willing to give for his life?", his smirk grew sinister again as he leaned forward.

His hand stretched out towards her, as if to shake her hand, although they were nowhere close enough for such a thing. "What prize are you willing to pay for such a thing…?"

Alisa glared at him, tightening her hold around Bryan as she heard his wheezy breath.

Everything Bryan had taught her went against this, but these were desperate times. Bryan didn't have any other choice. She would do anything to see Bryan live.

Even deal with the devil himself.

"Anything.", Alisa muttered, scowling into Lee's glinting eyes.

His smirk grew, his hand made a motion, as if to grasp around them from afar.

"Excellent."

And done. See you around next time ;)

MiNdZeRo here, signing out.