*-x-Rising Chaos-x-*
1 Part 2
Jin stepped outside into the moonlit forest. Partly illuminated brown eyes gazed along the breathtaking beauty of the various trees and focused upon the shimmer of sliver hair in a small nearby clearing. He slowly made his way over, past the beautiful scenery, taking in all its splendour as he strode along. Lee turned round and smiled meekly at him.
"Jin…Your friends…they are all in great danger, right at this very moment…they…they went to try and…"
"…Save me?" Jin dropped down his head as Lee walked over to him. "…Ling too?"
Lee put a hand on Jin's shoulder as he walked past him.
"…Especially her."
Jin spun around and pulled Lee back frantically.
"…How do you know all this?"
He hesitated.
"…I…can't say. I'm sorry Jin, truly."
Lee pulled his arm out of Jin's grip and walked away. Jin stood watching, failing to comprehend it all. Just then, something caught his eye.
Falling in the ghostly pale shadow of the moon, a single white virtuous feather drifted down. Jin walked over and caught it in his fists. There was something about it… it wasn't any ordinary feather… Jin put it into his pocket, then turned and followed the path Lee had taken.
1.1 "I have to help them… I have to help Ling…I just have to…"
Jin stopped in his tracks then looked down at his fists, and clenched them tightly. So tightly his fingers turned white. "All this chaos… all because of my blood… my Mishima blood… my goddamn Mishima blood!"
Jin felt the rage inside himself burning up. Blue crackling electricity began swirling up each arm. He became blinded with rage. He couldn't stand the thought. "This goddamn blood… coursing through me! Through my veins! I…I… I CAN'T STAND IT!"
Just then he felt his fists being pushed down, and he instantly calmed, to see Lee's brown eyes staring into his.
"You can't stand it…can you? The thought…the thought of being one of them. After all the suffering they cause to innocent people… all the lives they destroy… You're nothing like them… you can't stand it knowing that you are part…Mishima…" Lee's eyes saddened with each word.
Jin looked at Lee. He never realized before how alike they were. He never realized how haunted he was by once being a Mishima.
* * * * * *
"Lei my man, another Bryan incident?" Yoshimitsu said as he flipped through the air and landed perfectly with both feet neatly together.
Lei turned his head, causing his shimmering black ponytail to swing round and billow out slightly. "No. You met Mr. Fox, the British boxer?"
"Yeah."
"Well," Lei continued, as he walked to his car and slid the key into the lock, "The mafia are out to get him, and I've been assigned to watch out for this assassin after him."
"Oh, so you're going after the assassin then?"
"No."
Yoshimitsu stood still, totally and utterly confused. He sighed.
"Lei," He said as he drew out his glowing sabre, "It's all very nice and confusing and all, but if you don't just get to the point I will be forced to cut that ponytail of yours off and strangle you to death with it."
Lei chuckled. Yoshimitsu blinked. "Who said it was a joke? I'm serious."
Lei stopped chuckling, and straightened up. " The point? I wanna keep a close eye on Steve Fox. Judging by his late run of luck I'd say he's in some sort of deep trouble. Besides, I saw him leave with that Christie girl and Ling shortly after Hwoarang ran out."
"Oh, trouble."
Lei opened the door and slipped into the driving seat. "So you in?"
"Well… it may not be Bryan hunting but its trouble none the less. Okay, I'm in."
* * * * * *
BANG! Steve pushed Christie out of the way and cried out in pain as a bullet flew straight through his arm, which fell limp and his side and gushed with blood. Christie ran to Steve's side.
"Steve…! Are…you okay?"
Steve smiled, still wincing in agony.
"Er…stupid question, I was just shot in the arm."
Heihachi looked upon the two young fighters standing in his presence. Steve stood in front of Christie, holding his arm tightly, with blood gushing from under. Then he noticed it. The odd shaped scar on Steve's arm. He lowered his weapon and looked at it. Just like his Grandsons.
An evil smile grew on Heihachi's face.
In a flash of lightning, Heihachi's thunder fist knocked the injured Steve clear into the air. And with blood now seeping from his mouth, he plummeted back down onto the cold, hard floor, knocking him unconscious.
"STEVE!"
Christie went to lunge forward, but with a snap of his fingers, Heihachi's crows held their guns up to her throat.
"You won't get away with this!" She cried, still at gunpoint.
Heihachi's demonic laugh roared. He picked up Steve's unconscious body then turned to his Tekken Force.
"Kill the girl." He said as he walked off.
Christie stood speechless, her dazzling blue eyes wide.
* * * * * *
Ling lifted her head up weakly and looked around. She stared out into space thinking about what she had done. She felt as if she had betrayed Jin… she felt that if anything happened to him it would be all her fault.
Anna's icy blue eyes looked upon Ling. She then strutted back over to Kazuya, her eyes burning fiercely upon the young Chinese teen.
"So what shall we do in the meantime about your son's lil' bitch here?" she said maliciously.
Ling looked up, almost in tears from her thoughts. Anna's brown hair shimmered in the artificial light as it jerked about whilst she giggled.
Kazuya held his head and grunted. "Why can't that bitch ever shut her fucking mouth…"
Anna walked over to Ling and long slender fingers reached out and grabbed her face. "What's wrong? Thinking about him?"
Ling swung her head away flicking her black silky bunches round.
Anna laughed spitefully. "Ooh, did I get to you?"
Ling slowly blinked.
Anna crouched down to Ling's level and pushed her head up.
"What's wrong gurly? The only reason you're alive is so you can watch Jin die slowly and painfully as a result of trying to save you…"
Ling's eyes widened. She turned her head round and spat directly on Anna's face. "Fuck you…go to hell where you belong bitch!"
Anna jumped to her feet, horrified. Kazuya began chuckling from his seat.
Anna wiped her face clean, then looked at Ling with a sickened look.
"You little bitch! How dare you!" she cried as she raised a hand and viciously slapped Ling round the face.
Ling slowly pulled her head back round, her left cheek glowing red. "Go eat shit, you hoar!"
Anna picked Ling up and smacked her into a wall. Ling cried out, writhing in pain. Anna smirked.
"If were up to me, you'd be dead you little fucker." and with that, Anna turned away and walked out of the room.
* * * * * *
The strengthening wind blew Hwoarang's red hair about wildly. He carried on walking, looking paler than usual. His face was expressionless and his eyes were clouded. He just carried on walking. Walking on endlessly.
* * * * * *
Christie threw her arms round Lei and Yoshimitsu. "Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!" she cried out happily. "You saved my life!"
She let go of them and looked at all the unconscious bodies of the crows. She then fixed her alluring gaze on the empty corridor in front of her. "Steve… Heihachi got Steve… he took him away… We gotta do something!"
Lei stepped forward. "Heihachi took Steve?"
Christie turned her attention to the Chinese policeman. She looked down sorrowfully. "Yeah… just after he got shot in the arm…saving me…Steve…"
Yoshimitsu stepped forward. "Well then…they can't be too far away right? I mean we got here just in time to save you… so we might be able to catch them up if we leave now, right?"
Christie's face lightened up. "Really? You think so?" she yelped ecstatically.
Yoshimitsu grinned cheekily. "Yup. I'm still up for a bit o' trouble."
Christie felt like exploding with joy. She had already lost Eddy, and she wasn't going to lose Steve. Never. "What are we waiting for?" She chirruped as she flicked her shining brown hair back and began to sprint down the corridor, being followed closely by Yoshimitsu.
Lei sighed, as he watched them both race along.
"How do I get myself into these things…sheash…" he grumbled as he ran after them. "Wait for me!"
* * * * * *
Jin's tortured brown eyes gazed into nothingness. He couldn't stand it anymore. He turned to Lee, who was staring out into the spookily moonlit night sky. He walked over, and plonked himself down next to his uncle.
"I can't sit here anymore, not knowing that my friends are in danger…" he said.
Lee turned his attention onto his distressed nephew. "I understand. But… I'm coming with you, you can't go on your own."
Jin instantly lit up. He jumped to his feet causing his glistening silky black fringe to hop into the air. Lee casually got to his feet and brushed back his shining silver curtains. Jin stood on impatiently, almost jumping on the spot. Jin suspected Lee of purposely procrastinating, and so he took action. "C'mon!" he said as his arm reached out and grabbed Lee's.
Jin then literally dragged Lee along to the door of the small quaint dwelling.
"I have to save them… I will save them…"
* * * * * *
1.2 "Ugh…ahh shit…my arm…"
Steve looked around him as his vision came back into focus, and he ran a hand through his hair.
"Huh…? Where…where am I?"
He looked up to see Heihachi's wicked eyes upon him. Steve jumped back in a startle, and then looked down at his arm, as the surge of agony grew more intense with each motion. He winced.
"Shit! Christie! Where the hell is she?! What did you do to her?!" he cried out.
Heihachi laughed.
"The girl is dead." He said as he walked away.
Steve sat there horrified. "Christie…? De…dead?!"
He sat there in silence, then raised his hands to his head and cried out.
"CHRISTIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Kuma stepped forward and growled viciously as he took his place guarding the prisoner for his aging master.
* * * * * *
Jin's mind was determined on only one thing as he strode along the desolate roads. Lee suddenly stepped forward and barricaded Jin.
"Stop a minute. Look, over there, on the horizon. Someone is approaching, and fast."
Jin's curious eyes looked up upon the horizon, and the rapidly approaching figure. Ghostly pale skin. Fiery red hair blowing around wildly. An expressionless face and impassive eyes.
"Hwoarang?"
Jin and Lee watched on as Hwoarang approached them. Jin stepped forward.
"What are you do-"
A leg swept across the ground then launched Jin into the air.
Lee ran forward and kicked the young Korean round the head and squashed his head against the ground with his foot as Jin smacked into the floor.
Jin pulled himself up off of the floor and groaned. Lee stood back in stance as Hwoarang sprung straight back up, his face still void, and never changing.
In a flash, he sprang forward and ran up Lee and kicked his head back. Hwoarang landed neatly as Lee's head hit the ground. Jin stepped forward, grabbed Hwoarang's arm, and flipped him over his back, Hwoarang's arm cracking loudly as it dislocated.
Lee stood up and brushed himself down. Jin stepped back into a fighting stance, as, once again Hwoarang sprung up, his right arm dislocated, hanging down by his side.
An arm reached out and gripped Jin's right arm. Hwoarang smashed his left foot into Jin's ribs, causing Jin to holler out in pain. Hwoarang lifted up his foot once again, this time towards Jin's neck. Jin looked up, his ribs aching, and reached out a fist and grabbed Hwoarang's leg before it touched his neck, then, with a slide of a leg, Jin tripped Hwoarang over and watched as his back bounced off of the hard floor.
Hwoarang sprung right back up to Jin's surprise. Hwoarang then kicked Jin's head about like a football using his Bring It On kicks. With the final one, Jin's head flew back and slid along the floor. But unbeknown to Hwoarang, right behind him Lee was powering up his most powerful kick, which hit him round the back of his head, causing it to smack hardly against the floor.
Jin stood waiting, charging up one of his fists.
Hwoarang sprung up, and Jin delivered a mind-blowing uppercut that sent the young fighter flying backwards, his head skidding along the floor.
But still Hwoarang just rose up.
Lee stepped back. "Shit! This guy is invincible! Nothing seems to stop him!"
Jin looked at Hwoarang, standing there ready to resume fighting. One dislocated arm hanging down one side, slightly limping on one foot, bloody hair clinging to his head, and also seeping from his mouth. Still his eyes and facial expressions never changing. Emotionless.
"No," Jin said to Lee, " Not invincible. Every hit we land is taking its toll on him… more like…"
The wind blew Hwoarang's bloodstained hair wildly across his face.
"Possessed." Jin said.
~x-X-*x*-X-x~
1 Part 2
Jin stepped outside into the moonlit forest. Partly illuminated brown eyes gazed along the breathtaking beauty of the various trees and focused upon the shimmer of sliver hair in a small nearby clearing. He slowly made his way over, past the beautiful scenery, taking in all its splendour as he strode along. Lee turned round and smiled meekly at him.
"Jin…Your friends…they are all in great danger, right at this very moment…they…they went to try and…"
"…Save me?" Jin dropped down his head as Lee walked over to him. "…Ling too?"
Lee put a hand on Jin's shoulder as he walked past him.
"…Especially her."
Jin spun around and pulled Lee back frantically.
"…How do you know all this?"
He hesitated.
"…I…can't say. I'm sorry Jin, truly."
Lee pulled his arm out of Jin's grip and walked away. Jin stood watching, failing to comprehend it all. Just then, something caught his eye.
Falling in the ghostly pale shadow of the moon, a single white virtuous feather drifted down. Jin walked over and caught it in his fists. There was something about it… it wasn't any ordinary feather… Jin put it into his pocket, then turned and followed the path Lee had taken.
1.1 "I have to help them… I have to help Ling…I just have to…"
Jin stopped in his tracks then looked down at his fists, and clenched them tightly. So tightly his fingers turned white. "All this chaos… all because of my blood… my Mishima blood… my goddamn Mishima blood!"
Jin felt the rage inside himself burning up. Blue crackling electricity began swirling up each arm. He became blinded with rage. He couldn't stand the thought. "This goddamn blood… coursing through me! Through my veins! I…I… I CAN'T STAND IT!"
Just then he felt his fists being pushed down, and he instantly calmed, to see Lee's brown eyes staring into his.
"You can't stand it…can you? The thought…the thought of being one of them. After all the suffering they cause to innocent people… all the lives they destroy… You're nothing like them… you can't stand it knowing that you are part…Mishima…" Lee's eyes saddened with each word.
Jin looked at Lee. He never realized before how alike they were. He never realized how haunted he was by once being a Mishima.
* * * * * *
"Lei my man, another Bryan incident?" Yoshimitsu said as he flipped through the air and landed perfectly with both feet neatly together.
Lei turned his head, causing his shimmering black ponytail to swing round and billow out slightly. "No. You met Mr. Fox, the British boxer?"
"Yeah."
"Well," Lei continued, as he walked to his car and slid the key into the lock, "The mafia are out to get him, and I've been assigned to watch out for this assassin after him."
"Oh, so you're going after the assassin then?"
"No."
Yoshimitsu stood still, totally and utterly confused. He sighed.
"Lei," He said as he drew out his glowing sabre, "It's all very nice and confusing and all, but if you don't just get to the point I will be forced to cut that ponytail of yours off and strangle you to death with it."
Lei chuckled. Yoshimitsu blinked. "Who said it was a joke? I'm serious."
Lei stopped chuckling, and straightened up. " The point? I wanna keep a close eye on Steve Fox. Judging by his late run of luck I'd say he's in some sort of deep trouble. Besides, I saw him leave with that Christie girl and Ling shortly after Hwoarang ran out."
"Oh, trouble."
Lei opened the door and slipped into the driving seat. "So you in?"
"Well… it may not be Bryan hunting but its trouble none the less. Okay, I'm in."
* * * * * *
BANG! Steve pushed Christie out of the way and cried out in pain as a bullet flew straight through his arm, which fell limp and his side and gushed with blood. Christie ran to Steve's side.
"Steve…! Are…you okay?"
Steve smiled, still wincing in agony.
"Er…stupid question, I was just shot in the arm."
Heihachi looked upon the two young fighters standing in his presence. Steve stood in front of Christie, holding his arm tightly, with blood gushing from under. Then he noticed it. The odd shaped scar on Steve's arm. He lowered his weapon and looked at it. Just like his Grandsons.
An evil smile grew on Heihachi's face.
In a flash of lightning, Heihachi's thunder fist knocked the injured Steve clear into the air. And with blood now seeping from his mouth, he plummeted back down onto the cold, hard floor, knocking him unconscious.
"STEVE!"
Christie went to lunge forward, but with a snap of his fingers, Heihachi's crows held their guns up to her throat.
"You won't get away with this!" She cried, still at gunpoint.
Heihachi's demonic laugh roared. He picked up Steve's unconscious body then turned to his Tekken Force.
"Kill the girl." He said as he walked off.
Christie stood speechless, her dazzling blue eyes wide.
* * * * * *
Ling lifted her head up weakly and looked around. She stared out into space thinking about what she had done. She felt as if she had betrayed Jin… she felt that if anything happened to him it would be all her fault.
Anna's icy blue eyes looked upon Ling. She then strutted back over to Kazuya, her eyes burning fiercely upon the young Chinese teen.
"So what shall we do in the meantime about your son's lil' bitch here?" she said maliciously.
Ling looked up, almost in tears from her thoughts. Anna's brown hair shimmered in the artificial light as it jerked about whilst she giggled.
Kazuya held his head and grunted. "Why can't that bitch ever shut her fucking mouth…"
Anna walked over to Ling and long slender fingers reached out and grabbed her face. "What's wrong? Thinking about him?"
Ling swung her head away flicking her black silky bunches round.
Anna laughed spitefully. "Ooh, did I get to you?"
Ling slowly blinked.
Anna crouched down to Ling's level and pushed her head up.
"What's wrong gurly? The only reason you're alive is so you can watch Jin die slowly and painfully as a result of trying to save you…"
Ling's eyes widened. She turned her head round and spat directly on Anna's face. "Fuck you…go to hell where you belong bitch!"
Anna jumped to her feet, horrified. Kazuya began chuckling from his seat.
Anna wiped her face clean, then looked at Ling with a sickened look.
"You little bitch! How dare you!" she cried as she raised a hand and viciously slapped Ling round the face.
Ling slowly pulled her head back round, her left cheek glowing red. "Go eat shit, you hoar!"
Anna picked Ling up and smacked her into a wall. Ling cried out, writhing in pain. Anna smirked.
"If were up to me, you'd be dead you little fucker." and with that, Anna turned away and walked out of the room.
* * * * * *
The strengthening wind blew Hwoarang's red hair about wildly. He carried on walking, looking paler than usual. His face was expressionless and his eyes were clouded. He just carried on walking. Walking on endlessly.
* * * * * *
Christie threw her arms round Lei and Yoshimitsu. "Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!" she cried out happily. "You saved my life!"
She let go of them and looked at all the unconscious bodies of the crows. She then fixed her alluring gaze on the empty corridor in front of her. "Steve… Heihachi got Steve… he took him away… We gotta do something!"
Lei stepped forward. "Heihachi took Steve?"
Christie turned her attention to the Chinese policeman. She looked down sorrowfully. "Yeah… just after he got shot in the arm…saving me…Steve…"
Yoshimitsu stepped forward. "Well then…they can't be too far away right? I mean we got here just in time to save you… so we might be able to catch them up if we leave now, right?"
Christie's face lightened up. "Really? You think so?" she yelped ecstatically.
Yoshimitsu grinned cheekily. "Yup. I'm still up for a bit o' trouble."
Christie felt like exploding with joy. She had already lost Eddy, and she wasn't going to lose Steve. Never. "What are we waiting for?" She chirruped as she flicked her shining brown hair back and began to sprint down the corridor, being followed closely by Yoshimitsu.
Lei sighed, as he watched them both race along.
"How do I get myself into these things…sheash…" he grumbled as he ran after them. "Wait for me!"
* * * * * *
Jin's tortured brown eyes gazed into nothingness. He couldn't stand it anymore. He turned to Lee, who was staring out into the spookily moonlit night sky. He walked over, and plonked himself down next to his uncle.
"I can't sit here anymore, not knowing that my friends are in danger…" he said.
Lee turned his attention onto his distressed nephew. "I understand. But… I'm coming with you, you can't go on your own."
Jin instantly lit up. He jumped to his feet causing his glistening silky black fringe to hop into the air. Lee casually got to his feet and brushed back his shining silver curtains. Jin stood on impatiently, almost jumping on the spot. Jin suspected Lee of purposely procrastinating, and so he took action. "C'mon!" he said as his arm reached out and grabbed Lee's.
Jin then literally dragged Lee along to the door of the small quaint dwelling.
"I have to save them… I will save them…"
* * * * * *
1.2 "Ugh…ahh shit…my arm…"
Steve looked around him as his vision came back into focus, and he ran a hand through his hair.
"Huh…? Where…where am I?"
He looked up to see Heihachi's wicked eyes upon him. Steve jumped back in a startle, and then looked down at his arm, as the surge of agony grew more intense with each motion. He winced.
"Shit! Christie! Where the hell is she?! What did you do to her?!" he cried out.
Heihachi laughed.
"The girl is dead." He said as he walked away.
Steve sat there horrified. "Christie…? De…dead?!"
He sat there in silence, then raised his hands to his head and cried out.
"CHRISTIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Kuma stepped forward and growled viciously as he took his place guarding the prisoner for his aging master.
* * * * * *
Jin's mind was determined on only one thing as he strode along the desolate roads. Lee suddenly stepped forward and barricaded Jin.
"Stop a minute. Look, over there, on the horizon. Someone is approaching, and fast."
Jin's curious eyes looked up upon the horizon, and the rapidly approaching figure. Ghostly pale skin. Fiery red hair blowing around wildly. An expressionless face and impassive eyes.
"Hwoarang?"
Jin and Lee watched on as Hwoarang approached them. Jin stepped forward.
"What are you do-"
A leg swept across the ground then launched Jin into the air.
Lee ran forward and kicked the young Korean round the head and squashed his head against the ground with his foot as Jin smacked into the floor.
Jin pulled himself up off of the floor and groaned. Lee stood back in stance as Hwoarang sprung straight back up, his face still void, and never changing.
In a flash, he sprang forward and ran up Lee and kicked his head back. Hwoarang landed neatly as Lee's head hit the ground. Jin stepped forward, grabbed Hwoarang's arm, and flipped him over his back, Hwoarang's arm cracking loudly as it dislocated.
Lee stood up and brushed himself down. Jin stepped back into a fighting stance, as, once again Hwoarang sprung up, his right arm dislocated, hanging down by his side.
An arm reached out and gripped Jin's right arm. Hwoarang smashed his left foot into Jin's ribs, causing Jin to holler out in pain. Hwoarang lifted up his foot once again, this time towards Jin's neck. Jin looked up, his ribs aching, and reached out a fist and grabbed Hwoarang's leg before it touched his neck, then, with a slide of a leg, Jin tripped Hwoarang over and watched as his back bounced off of the hard floor.
Hwoarang sprung right back up to Jin's surprise. Hwoarang then kicked Jin's head about like a football using his Bring It On kicks. With the final one, Jin's head flew back and slid along the floor. But unbeknown to Hwoarang, right behind him Lee was powering up his most powerful kick, which hit him round the back of his head, causing it to smack hardly against the floor.
Jin stood waiting, charging up one of his fists.
Hwoarang sprung up, and Jin delivered a mind-blowing uppercut that sent the young fighter flying backwards, his head skidding along the floor.
But still Hwoarang just rose up.
Lee stepped back. "Shit! This guy is invincible! Nothing seems to stop him!"
Jin looked at Hwoarang, standing there ready to resume fighting. One dislocated arm hanging down one side, slightly limping on one foot, bloody hair clinging to his head, and also seeping from his mouth. Still his eyes and facial expressions never changing. Emotionless.
"No," Jin said to Lee, " Not invincible. Every hit we land is taking its toll on him… more like…"
The wind blew Hwoarang's bloodstained hair wildly across his face.
"Possessed." Jin said.
~x-X-*x*-X-x~