The Story of a Madman
Jin stood in an alley near the G Corporations building as he waited for Kazuya to arrive. He kept his hood covering his face just in case Heihachi decided to send any of his troops after him. He had been waiting here since 4 a.m. At this rate he began to wonder if Kazuya was even showing up.
A black limo pulled up beside the building. At first, Jin didn't pay any attention to it. After all, he'd been seeing limos like that all morning. The door opened and a bunch of men in black suits came out. They gathered around each other and spoke quietly. Then a tall, muscular man slowly stepped out of the limo. His dark, black hair was pulled up to a spike, just like Jin's. He wore a large, black trench coat and covered his eyes with a pair of sunglasses. This man, of course, was Kazuya. The other men gathered around Kazuya as if they were trying to hide him and followed him into the building. Jin stood in shock as these things took place. He had seen several pictures of his father in the past, but this was the first time he'd ever seen him in real life. Seeing him after all these years had a strange effect on Jin. It was like he was in a dream, waiting to wake up.
Finally, Jin gathered his wits and walked towards the building. Two men were standing in front of the door. "Hey! You can't come in here," one of them said. Jin gave him an elbow to the face and kicked the other one in the ribs. He ran through the door and saw one of the suits rounding a corner at the end of the hall. "Excuse me, do you have an appointment?" asked a man at a desk. Jin walked by him without even looking. As he went around the corner he saw a large window. Inside were a bunch of men in suits sitting at a table. Kazuya was standing up, giving a speech of some sort. Without a moment's hesitation, Jin stormed through the door, walked up to Kazuya, and punched him in the face.
The shades went tumbling to the ground. The men immediately stood up and pointed their guns at Jin. "Wait," said Kazuya. Slowly he bent down to pick up his sunglasses and put them back on his face. "It took alot of guts to do what you just did," he said. "Your either really brave or really foolish. Tell me boy...what's your name?"
Jin pulled his hood down, revealing his spiked hair style. "Kazama," he replied. "Jin Kazama."
Kazuya pulled off his shades and stared at Jin with his fiery eyes. "Get out," he said to the men, who were still holding their guns to Jin's head.
"But sir, he could be dangerous," one of them said.
"I SAID OUT!" Kazuya yelled. Confused, the men one-by-one exited the room and left Jin and Kazuya alone. Both men refused to take their eyes off each other. "Boy, if this is some kind of joke, I swear I will break every bone in your body."
Jin pulled up one of his sleaves and revealed the black mark on his arm. "Need any more proof?" he asked.
Kazuya didn't know what to say. "Your....my son?"
"That's right. So where have you been all my life?"
"I didn't even know you existed. This is a very interesting turn of events."
"Is that all you have to say?"
Several moments passed with both men just staring at each other. Finally, Kazuya asked him something that he'd been curious about for a long time. "So...how's your mother?"
The anger on Jin's face turned into sadness. "She...she was murdered," he said quietly.
"What! By who!"
"By the Toshin," Jin said, unable to look his father in the eyes.
"Oh. I've heard of that thing. Apparently, it's been causing alot of trouble during my time off. Is it still alive?"
"No. I killed it in the last King of Iron Fist Tournament."
Kazuya's eyes lit up. "You killed it?"
Jin looked at his father again. "Yeah, why?"
Kazuya stared at his son with interest. "The Toshin is a supernatural creature that's been alive for centuries. You must be very powerful to have defeated it."
"Give me a break," Jin said, his anger returning. "Is that all you Mishimas care about? Your no different from Heihachi."
Kazuya's eyes flared at that last remark. "I am nothing like HIM," he said in a quiet but angered tone of voice.
"Whatever. I don't know why even bothered coming here in the first place." Jin turned around and walked towards the door. As Kazuya watched his son leaving an idea came across his mind.
"Wait."
"What is it?" Jin said, turning back to his father.
"I...I need your help." Jin was surprised to hear Kazuya say this. But at the same time, he was intrigued. Kazuya sat down and gestured for Jin to do the same. When both men were seated, Kazuya spoke to him in a calm, collected manner. "Now what I'm about to tell you may seem a little hard to believe, but I'm asking you to hear me out. And please don't interrupt me. You see, what provoked your mother to enter the 2nd Iron Fist Tournament in the first place was because she had reason to believe I was doing harmful genetic experiments on animals. What she never learned is that I also experimented with humans.
"I had formed a temporary partnership with Dr. Boskonovitch. You've probably heard of him. Our goal was to create a brand of super soldiers that we could use to form our own army. The work was long and difficult. Because I was a busy man at the time, Boskonovitch did most of the work in leading the project. Finally, we developed a prototype of one of these super soldiers. That prototype was the first and last of its kind.
***Begin flashback***
Kazuya stood in his main office, staring out the window. A knock came at his door. "Who is it?"
"It is me sir," Dr. Boskonovitch's voice said through the door.
"Come in." Dr. Boskonovitch came through the door with a small red-haired boy.
"Sir, I would like for you to meet our first genetically engineered super soldier."
Kazuya turned around and stared at him. He had his eyes pointed to the floor, lost in his own thoughts. Kazuya bent his head down to look into the boy's eyes, but still didn't get his attention. "What's wrong with him?" he asked.
"Well sir, seeing as how he is the first one, we ran into a few difficulties. But I promise our research with him will allow us to elliminate those problems."
"Does he have a name," Kazuya asked.
"No sir. I didn't dignify him with a real name. He wouldn't know what it is if I told him anyway. He's only capable of understanding simple commands."
The boy slowly raised his eyes to the far corner of the room. Suddenly, he screamed and clung on to Boskonovitch's arm. The scream surprised both men and the child continued to stare at the corner as if he saw something. "What the hell was that?" asked Kazuya.
"Unfortunately, he seems to hallucinate on a regular basis. It's one of the problems we had making him. But his physical ability is something I think you'll be very impressed with."
"It should be. As of this moment I'm taking him under my custody."
"Sir I don't think that's such a good idea. He's mentally unstable. If we start combat training to soon he could get out of hand."
"I'll see to it that that doesn't happen. You are dismissed now, Dr. Boskonovitch."
***End flashback***
"He was right of course. But seeing one of my super soldiers in action was something that I had been looking forward to for a long time. I didn't want to wait any longer. So his training began.
"He was phenomenal. Even at his young age, his strength must have been 10 times that of a normal man. And his speed was unlike anything I'd ever seen. Sometimes he moved so fast that he seemed to disappear into thin air. And that was only the beginning. His molecular system was so advanced that his body began repairing itself as soon as it was damaged. As a result, he was almost impossible to injure and even harder to kill.
"But he still had problems. As hard as we tried we couldn't get him to talk. Sometimes in the middle of the night he would just start screaming for no reason. And then sometimes he would just disappear. We'd search for him for days and finally find him in Yakushima mountains, staring at the waterfalls. I don't know what it is about that kid, but he always acted like something was talking to him all the time.
"I can't say that I treated him very well either. When we weren't training him, we had him locked away in a cage. He only had one meal a day, usually leftovers from my dinner. And on the rare occasions that he failed his training, he was punished severely. I knew he was scared of me. Just the sound of my voice made him cringe. But I wanted to keep it that way. I thought if he was afraid of me I could keep him under control. I had no idea how wrong I was.
After a few months we began fight simulations. Perfect victories almost every time. He easily beat everyone we put him up against. He even beat my best bodyguards, Ganryu, Bruce Irvin, and Baek Doo San. Needless to say, I was very impressed. I wanted to see how far he could go. So one day I offered myself to be his fighting partner. That's where everything went wrong."
***Begin flashback***
The child stands in a large padded room with a big window on the side. Behind the window is Dr. Boskonovitch, along with several other scientists. Kazuya enters the room wearing his fighting outfit. "Begin whenever you are ready," said Dr. Boskonovitch.
Kazuya entered his fighting stance. The red-haired boy looked up and immediately noticed the scar across Kazuya's chest. He had never seen it before. Something about it entrapped him. It filled his entire vision until he saw nothing else but that scar. It was so beautiful and so gruesome at the same time. It was almost like a gateway into another world. A world of pain and misery. Where he would rule over everyone and everything, and force them to feel his suffering. He wanted to touch it, to dig his fingernails into it and see what was inside. In only a few seconds, he had become obsessed with that scar. He pulled his eyes away from it in an attempt to push it out of his mind and looked into Kazuya's eyes. Those cold unfeeling eyes that only a monster could have. All of a sudden a wave of memories came to him. Kazuya talking to him. Kazuya insulting him. Kazuya yelling at him. Kazuya punishing him. KAZUYA!!!!! As hard as he tried, those memories wouldn't go away. They continued to torture him. It was like he was reliving every horrible experience he'd ever gone through. He closed his eyes as tight as he could, trying to squeeze the memories out of his mind. He opened his eyes but didn't see Kazuya, but instead saw a purple demon with that horrible red scar burned across his chest.
He grabbed the sides of his head and lifted it to the ceiling while emitting a loud screeching sound. "What the..." said Kazuya. The boy charged towards him and unleashed series of blows with unworldly speed. Kazuya was barely able to block them. The boy kicked him in the knee and backfisted him in the lip. Kazuya punched him hard in the chest and knocked him down. The boy got up and sweeped him off his feet. Then he jumped on his chest and started pounding him with his fists. Kazuya pushed him off and got to his feet. The boy immediately charged him again and punched him three times in the stomach. Kazuya jabbed him to knock him off balance and then gave him an axe kick to the neck. The boy got up and tried to bite him, but Kazuya hit him with a stinging uppercut that briefly knocked him out. A group of men ran into the room and started shocking him with tazers while Kazuya wiped the blood from his lip. "Take him away, now!" Kazuya yelled.
The red-haired boy was literally thrown back in his cage. He lied in the corner of the cage covered in shadows while he screamed for hours. The screams could be heard everywhere in the building. But suddenly the screaming just stopped. The lone guard looked back in the cage. He could barely see the child's figure under the shadows he was hiding in. The guard faced forward once again, relieved that it was finally quiet. Several moments passed in complete silence. "Hello." The guard quickly turned back to see the boy standing next to the bars with his eyes wide open and a wild smile on his face. "My name is.......Psychosis."
***End flashback***
"The next day, we found the guard dead and cage open. What followed was one of the most hectic two weeks of my life. Bombs, fires, dead bodies. In under two weeks, Psychosis killed exactly 143 people. It was total chaos. Finally, we found him. It took me and six other people to take him down. We weren't able to kill him, so we sent him to the largest mental institute there is. But now he's escaped and he's back in the world doing who knows what. Back then he was a match for me. By now his powers have matured and he's stronger than ever. I hate to admit it, but I can't beat him alone."
"That's a sad story, but what does it have to do with me?" asked Jin.
"I want you to help me destroy him so I won't have to go through what happened last time. If you were able to defeat the Toshin, then together we might stand a chance against him."
Jin stood up. "It's the first day we meet, and you're already wanting me to kill people for you? I don't know what my mother ever saw in you. I'm out of here."
Jin was about to leave the room when his father spoke to him in the most compassionate, gentle voice he had ever heard him use. "Jin, please. Your the only person that can help me. Psychosis is an evil man. He doesn't think like most people do. If he's left in the world for too long, many innocent people are going to die. Your mother was a good person so I know you are, too. You have to do what's right."
Jin looked at his father. His strong-as-steel eyes were now soft and full of love. He thought for a moment until he arrived at a decision. "Alright. I'll do it . But I'm not doing for you. I'm doing for Mom."
Kazuya stood up. "That's good. I'm very glad your helping me." Suddenly his cell phone rang. "Who is it?" he asked in his normal tone.
"Sir, we've spotted Psychosis near the Mishima Zaibatsu headquarters. It looks like he's going in."
"Speak of the devil. Alright I'm on my way." Kazuya hung up his phone.
The man on the other end of the phone hung up as well. Psychosis was standing behind him with his hands around the man's head. "That's a good boy. Now I'm gonna let you take a nice, long nap." Psychosis snapped his neck and took a long look at the building that stood before him. "That's right, Kazuya. Fall right into my little trap. And bring your son with you."
The Author Strikes Back: Ok, Ok. I know that not everything happened that I said was going to happen. The chapter was longer than I expected. But I promise to do all of that in the next chapter. I also realize that technically Kazuya was only in power for two years, which probably isn't enough time to raise a genetically engineered super-freak. But hey, other than that I think everything's pretty accurate. So stay tuned for the next chapter of The Darkness of Insanity. Jes has spoken.
Jin stood in an alley near the G Corporations building as he waited for Kazuya to arrive. He kept his hood covering his face just in case Heihachi decided to send any of his troops after him. He had been waiting here since 4 a.m. At this rate he began to wonder if Kazuya was even showing up.
A black limo pulled up beside the building. At first, Jin didn't pay any attention to it. After all, he'd been seeing limos like that all morning. The door opened and a bunch of men in black suits came out. They gathered around each other and spoke quietly. Then a tall, muscular man slowly stepped out of the limo. His dark, black hair was pulled up to a spike, just like Jin's. He wore a large, black trench coat and covered his eyes with a pair of sunglasses. This man, of course, was Kazuya. The other men gathered around Kazuya as if they were trying to hide him and followed him into the building. Jin stood in shock as these things took place. He had seen several pictures of his father in the past, but this was the first time he'd ever seen him in real life. Seeing him after all these years had a strange effect on Jin. It was like he was in a dream, waiting to wake up.
Finally, Jin gathered his wits and walked towards the building. Two men were standing in front of the door. "Hey! You can't come in here," one of them said. Jin gave him an elbow to the face and kicked the other one in the ribs. He ran through the door and saw one of the suits rounding a corner at the end of the hall. "Excuse me, do you have an appointment?" asked a man at a desk. Jin walked by him without even looking. As he went around the corner he saw a large window. Inside were a bunch of men in suits sitting at a table. Kazuya was standing up, giving a speech of some sort. Without a moment's hesitation, Jin stormed through the door, walked up to Kazuya, and punched him in the face.
The shades went tumbling to the ground. The men immediately stood up and pointed their guns at Jin. "Wait," said Kazuya. Slowly he bent down to pick up his sunglasses and put them back on his face. "It took alot of guts to do what you just did," he said. "Your either really brave or really foolish. Tell me boy...what's your name?"
Jin pulled his hood down, revealing his spiked hair style. "Kazama," he replied. "Jin Kazama."
Kazuya pulled off his shades and stared at Jin with his fiery eyes. "Get out," he said to the men, who were still holding their guns to Jin's head.
"But sir, he could be dangerous," one of them said.
"I SAID OUT!" Kazuya yelled. Confused, the men one-by-one exited the room and left Jin and Kazuya alone. Both men refused to take their eyes off each other. "Boy, if this is some kind of joke, I swear I will break every bone in your body."
Jin pulled up one of his sleaves and revealed the black mark on his arm. "Need any more proof?" he asked.
Kazuya didn't know what to say. "Your....my son?"
"That's right. So where have you been all my life?"
"I didn't even know you existed. This is a very interesting turn of events."
"Is that all you have to say?"
Several moments passed with both men just staring at each other. Finally, Kazuya asked him something that he'd been curious about for a long time. "So...how's your mother?"
The anger on Jin's face turned into sadness. "She...she was murdered," he said quietly.
"What! By who!"
"By the Toshin," Jin said, unable to look his father in the eyes.
"Oh. I've heard of that thing. Apparently, it's been causing alot of trouble during my time off. Is it still alive?"
"No. I killed it in the last King of Iron Fist Tournament."
Kazuya's eyes lit up. "You killed it?"
Jin looked at his father again. "Yeah, why?"
Kazuya stared at his son with interest. "The Toshin is a supernatural creature that's been alive for centuries. You must be very powerful to have defeated it."
"Give me a break," Jin said, his anger returning. "Is that all you Mishimas care about? Your no different from Heihachi."
Kazuya's eyes flared at that last remark. "I am nothing like HIM," he said in a quiet but angered tone of voice.
"Whatever. I don't know why even bothered coming here in the first place." Jin turned around and walked towards the door. As Kazuya watched his son leaving an idea came across his mind.
"Wait."
"What is it?" Jin said, turning back to his father.
"I...I need your help." Jin was surprised to hear Kazuya say this. But at the same time, he was intrigued. Kazuya sat down and gestured for Jin to do the same. When both men were seated, Kazuya spoke to him in a calm, collected manner. "Now what I'm about to tell you may seem a little hard to believe, but I'm asking you to hear me out. And please don't interrupt me. You see, what provoked your mother to enter the 2nd Iron Fist Tournament in the first place was because she had reason to believe I was doing harmful genetic experiments on animals. What she never learned is that I also experimented with humans.
"I had formed a temporary partnership with Dr. Boskonovitch. You've probably heard of him. Our goal was to create a brand of super soldiers that we could use to form our own army. The work was long and difficult. Because I was a busy man at the time, Boskonovitch did most of the work in leading the project. Finally, we developed a prototype of one of these super soldiers. That prototype was the first and last of its kind.
***Begin flashback***
Kazuya stood in his main office, staring out the window. A knock came at his door. "Who is it?"
"It is me sir," Dr. Boskonovitch's voice said through the door.
"Come in." Dr. Boskonovitch came through the door with a small red-haired boy.
"Sir, I would like for you to meet our first genetically engineered super soldier."
Kazuya turned around and stared at him. He had his eyes pointed to the floor, lost in his own thoughts. Kazuya bent his head down to look into the boy's eyes, but still didn't get his attention. "What's wrong with him?" he asked.
"Well sir, seeing as how he is the first one, we ran into a few difficulties. But I promise our research with him will allow us to elliminate those problems."
"Does he have a name," Kazuya asked.
"No sir. I didn't dignify him with a real name. He wouldn't know what it is if I told him anyway. He's only capable of understanding simple commands."
The boy slowly raised his eyes to the far corner of the room. Suddenly, he screamed and clung on to Boskonovitch's arm. The scream surprised both men and the child continued to stare at the corner as if he saw something. "What the hell was that?" asked Kazuya.
"Unfortunately, he seems to hallucinate on a regular basis. It's one of the problems we had making him. But his physical ability is something I think you'll be very impressed with."
"It should be. As of this moment I'm taking him under my custody."
"Sir I don't think that's such a good idea. He's mentally unstable. If we start combat training to soon he could get out of hand."
"I'll see to it that that doesn't happen. You are dismissed now, Dr. Boskonovitch."
***End flashback***
"He was right of course. But seeing one of my super soldiers in action was something that I had been looking forward to for a long time. I didn't want to wait any longer. So his training began.
"He was phenomenal. Even at his young age, his strength must have been 10 times that of a normal man. And his speed was unlike anything I'd ever seen. Sometimes he moved so fast that he seemed to disappear into thin air. And that was only the beginning. His molecular system was so advanced that his body began repairing itself as soon as it was damaged. As a result, he was almost impossible to injure and even harder to kill.
"But he still had problems. As hard as we tried we couldn't get him to talk. Sometimes in the middle of the night he would just start screaming for no reason. And then sometimes he would just disappear. We'd search for him for days and finally find him in Yakushima mountains, staring at the waterfalls. I don't know what it is about that kid, but he always acted like something was talking to him all the time.
"I can't say that I treated him very well either. When we weren't training him, we had him locked away in a cage. He only had one meal a day, usually leftovers from my dinner. And on the rare occasions that he failed his training, he was punished severely. I knew he was scared of me. Just the sound of my voice made him cringe. But I wanted to keep it that way. I thought if he was afraid of me I could keep him under control. I had no idea how wrong I was.
After a few months we began fight simulations. Perfect victories almost every time. He easily beat everyone we put him up against. He even beat my best bodyguards, Ganryu, Bruce Irvin, and Baek Doo San. Needless to say, I was very impressed. I wanted to see how far he could go. So one day I offered myself to be his fighting partner. That's where everything went wrong."
***Begin flashback***
The child stands in a large padded room with a big window on the side. Behind the window is Dr. Boskonovitch, along with several other scientists. Kazuya enters the room wearing his fighting outfit. "Begin whenever you are ready," said Dr. Boskonovitch.
Kazuya entered his fighting stance. The red-haired boy looked up and immediately noticed the scar across Kazuya's chest. He had never seen it before. Something about it entrapped him. It filled his entire vision until he saw nothing else but that scar. It was so beautiful and so gruesome at the same time. It was almost like a gateway into another world. A world of pain and misery. Where he would rule over everyone and everything, and force them to feel his suffering. He wanted to touch it, to dig his fingernails into it and see what was inside. In only a few seconds, he had become obsessed with that scar. He pulled his eyes away from it in an attempt to push it out of his mind and looked into Kazuya's eyes. Those cold unfeeling eyes that only a monster could have. All of a sudden a wave of memories came to him. Kazuya talking to him. Kazuya insulting him. Kazuya yelling at him. Kazuya punishing him. KAZUYA!!!!! As hard as he tried, those memories wouldn't go away. They continued to torture him. It was like he was reliving every horrible experience he'd ever gone through. He closed his eyes as tight as he could, trying to squeeze the memories out of his mind. He opened his eyes but didn't see Kazuya, but instead saw a purple demon with that horrible red scar burned across his chest.
He grabbed the sides of his head and lifted it to the ceiling while emitting a loud screeching sound. "What the..." said Kazuya. The boy charged towards him and unleashed series of blows with unworldly speed. Kazuya was barely able to block them. The boy kicked him in the knee and backfisted him in the lip. Kazuya punched him hard in the chest and knocked him down. The boy got up and sweeped him off his feet. Then he jumped on his chest and started pounding him with his fists. Kazuya pushed him off and got to his feet. The boy immediately charged him again and punched him three times in the stomach. Kazuya jabbed him to knock him off balance and then gave him an axe kick to the neck. The boy got up and tried to bite him, but Kazuya hit him with a stinging uppercut that briefly knocked him out. A group of men ran into the room and started shocking him with tazers while Kazuya wiped the blood from his lip. "Take him away, now!" Kazuya yelled.
The red-haired boy was literally thrown back in his cage. He lied in the corner of the cage covered in shadows while he screamed for hours. The screams could be heard everywhere in the building. But suddenly the screaming just stopped. The lone guard looked back in the cage. He could barely see the child's figure under the shadows he was hiding in. The guard faced forward once again, relieved that it was finally quiet. Several moments passed in complete silence. "Hello." The guard quickly turned back to see the boy standing next to the bars with his eyes wide open and a wild smile on his face. "My name is.......Psychosis."
***End flashback***
"The next day, we found the guard dead and cage open. What followed was one of the most hectic two weeks of my life. Bombs, fires, dead bodies. In under two weeks, Psychosis killed exactly 143 people. It was total chaos. Finally, we found him. It took me and six other people to take him down. We weren't able to kill him, so we sent him to the largest mental institute there is. But now he's escaped and he's back in the world doing who knows what. Back then he was a match for me. By now his powers have matured and he's stronger than ever. I hate to admit it, but I can't beat him alone."
"That's a sad story, but what does it have to do with me?" asked Jin.
"I want you to help me destroy him so I won't have to go through what happened last time. If you were able to defeat the Toshin, then together we might stand a chance against him."
Jin stood up. "It's the first day we meet, and you're already wanting me to kill people for you? I don't know what my mother ever saw in you. I'm out of here."
Jin was about to leave the room when his father spoke to him in the most compassionate, gentle voice he had ever heard him use. "Jin, please. Your the only person that can help me. Psychosis is an evil man. He doesn't think like most people do. If he's left in the world for too long, many innocent people are going to die. Your mother was a good person so I know you are, too. You have to do what's right."
Jin looked at his father. His strong-as-steel eyes were now soft and full of love. He thought for a moment until he arrived at a decision. "Alright. I'll do it . But I'm not doing for you. I'm doing for Mom."
Kazuya stood up. "That's good. I'm very glad your helping me." Suddenly his cell phone rang. "Who is it?" he asked in his normal tone.
"Sir, we've spotted Psychosis near the Mishima Zaibatsu headquarters. It looks like he's going in."
"Speak of the devil. Alright I'm on my way." Kazuya hung up his phone.
The man on the other end of the phone hung up as well. Psychosis was standing behind him with his hands around the man's head. "That's a good boy. Now I'm gonna let you take a nice, long nap." Psychosis snapped his neck and took a long look at the building that stood before him. "That's right, Kazuya. Fall right into my little trap. And bring your son with you."
The Author Strikes Back: Ok, Ok. I know that not everything happened that I said was going to happen. The chapter was longer than I expected. But I promise to do all of that in the next chapter. I also realize that technically Kazuya was only in power for two years, which probably isn't enough time to raise a genetically engineered super-freak. But hey, other than that I think everything's pretty accurate. So stay tuned for the next chapter of The Darkness of Insanity. Jes has spoken.
