A.N. I wish to dedicate this chapter to Joshua Amaron, Baron
Evergrace, Ginny a.k.a. Lelah Amaron, Krystal Dolphin a.k.a Sally,
Allyse, and a few others. Thank you all for many things. Anyhow,
hope you all enjoy this!
Tekken: Storm of Love Chapter 2
As Jin returned to his room, shutting the door behind him, he collapsed on his bed while many thoughts ran through his head. There were many things that he wished he could do to get everything the way they used to. Both his mother and father with him, the temple in the forest, he would still yet be young, but everything was good there. But now...Jin was more than confused as he thought when he failed to save his mother when Toshin had come to attack...then Heihachi had really gotten rid of his father Kazuya...nothing seemed right. Everything mixed up in his mind, only for him to wish that there was another way that he could change things for him and the way they were going now. He just felt that he had to do something about it. He hated Heihachi more than he had before after he found out...but now he just seemed to loath everything...even himself...but when doubt struck him, that was when he could hear his mother's voice...all the lessons she gave, the precepts, everything. He sat up and put his face in his hands, then later put his head back up and looked at his hands, at how he used them to beat up a street punk from whom ended up being that same person who knocked him in the tournament his grandfather made...Hwoarang. Yes, that was the boy, the one his mother said would more likely be a friend than an enemy. Jin didn't understand, what was he supposed to do? There wasn't anything that could describe how he felt right now. Confused, angered, sad, but so many to think about. He then started to think about that girl again from whom he had just met...Ling Xiaoyu...she seemed very kind, though where did she come from? Again with the thoughts in his head, there was nothing else that he could think of. All that mattered to him at the moment was nothing as he tried to clear his mind of all stresses to worry about after he got some rest as he laid down again, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. "My dear Jin..." Jin opened his eyes, and to his surprise, it was a room full of darkness. This startled Jin as he tried to look around in the unfamiliar area. He could see nothing. "Where are you mother? Where am I?" Jin asked as he could still yet see nothing but mere darkness that was surrounding everything. There was nothing he could see until there was another figure that was of a deeper darkness, and it swooped by him almost rendering him to the floor. He looked around until a sudden breath was on his neck. A voice then came that sounded somewhat like a woman...with such anger though. "Hello there young warrior." She greeted as Jin wouldn't move. He kept his eyes straight forward however as in his training, sensing what wasn't really there was common to help get one's mind straight. "Who are you and what do you want? Were you the one who brought me here?" Jin questioned getting more frustrated as the figure was moving about him. It was getting to Jin's head that everything in this dark, evil room was nothing. He then wondered...where his mother was. He knew that he heard her voice. But where was she? The woman that was hovering around him now would never be his mother...but something else... "Oh don't worry young one, your time will come soon enough. Wondering where that dear mother of yours is eh? You sure that she didn't abandon you just like your father? I'm sure that they all are planning to get rid of you. Do you ever think that when we meet, we could be happy forgetting all this frustrations and get rid of it all." The figure went in front of Jin and had it's arms around his neck. "Take me away with you Jin, make me happy. Forget about these jerks. And that girl...Ling. She only wishes to get rid of you..."
Jin then backed off. He was angered. Who was this person to dare talk about the people whom he respected and cared about? There was nothing about this person that was impressing him one bit. Only that he was going to find out who this woman is. But his mother, that figure had gotten rid of his mother. How dare it do such a thing. Jin was completely angered by this. "Who the hell are you?! How dare you talk to me in such a manner! My mother, what did you do with her baka! I want to know now!" Jin yelled as his eyes opened again as the sunlight hit them. Almost blinding. You will find out soon enough...my young assassin... The voice was gone once again, but Jin's mind was more puzzled than ever as he looked around realizing he had been in some kind of dream realm...or something from which he was very confused at. He went over to the balcony and opened the curtains to look out beyond the forest and town that were in front of the mansion. Jin sighed as he opened the door and leaned on the railing. He could only think of what he was going to do to get his mother back, and what it had to do with Hwoarang. Jin certainly did not want Hwoarang to get into any of his affairs, especially after what Hwoarang had said to him, well not that it was that bad, but Jin thought of it as a disrespect...or since Jin was running away, he could have misunderstood. Now all that he thought of was that revenge was what he was going to get, on everyone who caused him such misery. But then again, to think of how many lives could be at stake, he had decided that it just wasn't worth to disobey any of his mother's precepts as they had been and meant everything to Jin. So as Jin left the house, his anger may have led him on. As Heihachi was seeming to have some guy by the collar of his shirt. Jin opened his eyes in shock as it was that street punk...Hwoarang! No sooner was Jin thinking with his thoughts when he just suddenly ran over to them and Jin punched Heihachi so hard and the old man went flying as he dropped Hwoarang. "Hey...thanks dude." Hwoarang said as he accepted Jin's hand to help him up. "Your welcome. But why was my grandfather grabbing you like that?" Jin questioned. He turned his head to face Heihachi who was more than pissed. "I don't know myself, I kinda came around lookin' for you, and then this bastard came around and cuffed me one. Damn, all he kept sayin' was that I would never live to help Jun stop him from doin' whatever the hell the little bastard was tryin' to do." Hwoarang dusted himself off. He looked at Jin then to Heihachi, he pointed to the old man, "Your a damn idiot old man, you better watch yourself." Hwoarang went to Jin and whispered to him. "Oh yeah, by the way, your supposed to come into the forest tonight ok?" Then he turned and started to walk away. "See ya Jin." He called as he got on his motorcycle and rode off.
I hope you all liked it! The next chapter will be up soon!
Tekken: Storm of Love Chapter 2
As Jin returned to his room, shutting the door behind him, he collapsed on his bed while many thoughts ran through his head. There were many things that he wished he could do to get everything the way they used to. Both his mother and father with him, the temple in the forest, he would still yet be young, but everything was good there. But now...Jin was more than confused as he thought when he failed to save his mother when Toshin had come to attack...then Heihachi had really gotten rid of his father Kazuya...nothing seemed right. Everything mixed up in his mind, only for him to wish that there was another way that he could change things for him and the way they were going now. He just felt that he had to do something about it. He hated Heihachi more than he had before after he found out...but now he just seemed to loath everything...even himself...but when doubt struck him, that was when he could hear his mother's voice...all the lessons she gave, the precepts, everything. He sat up and put his face in his hands, then later put his head back up and looked at his hands, at how he used them to beat up a street punk from whom ended up being that same person who knocked him in the tournament his grandfather made...Hwoarang. Yes, that was the boy, the one his mother said would more likely be a friend than an enemy. Jin didn't understand, what was he supposed to do? There wasn't anything that could describe how he felt right now. Confused, angered, sad, but so many to think about. He then started to think about that girl again from whom he had just met...Ling Xiaoyu...she seemed very kind, though where did she come from? Again with the thoughts in his head, there was nothing else that he could think of. All that mattered to him at the moment was nothing as he tried to clear his mind of all stresses to worry about after he got some rest as he laid down again, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. "My dear Jin..." Jin opened his eyes, and to his surprise, it was a room full of darkness. This startled Jin as he tried to look around in the unfamiliar area. He could see nothing. "Where are you mother? Where am I?" Jin asked as he could still yet see nothing but mere darkness that was surrounding everything. There was nothing he could see until there was another figure that was of a deeper darkness, and it swooped by him almost rendering him to the floor. He looked around until a sudden breath was on his neck. A voice then came that sounded somewhat like a woman...with such anger though. "Hello there young warrior." She greeted as Jin wouldn't move. He kept his eyes straight forward however as in his training, sensing what wasn't really there was common to help get one's mind straight. "Who are you and what do you want? Were you the one who brought me here?" Jin questioned getting more frustrated as the figure was moving about him. It was getting to Jin's head that everything in this dark, evil room was nothing. He then wondered...where his mother was. He knew that he heard her voice. But where was she? The woman that was hovering around him now would never be his mother...but something else... "Oh don't worry young one, your time will come soon enough. Wondering where that dear mother of yours is eh? You sure that she didn't abandon you just like your father? I'm sure that they all are planning to get rid of you. Do you ever think that when we meet, we could be happy forgetting all this frustrations and get rid of it all." The figure went in front of Jin and had it's arms around his neck. "Take me away with you Jin, make me happy. Forget about these jerks. And that girl...Ling. She only wishes to get rid of you..."
Jin then backed off. He was angered. Who was this person to dare talk about the people whom he respected and cared about? There was nothing about this person that was impressing him one bit. Only that he was going to find out who this woman is. But his mother, that figure had gotten rid of his mother. How dare it do such a thing. Jin was completely angered by this. "Who the hell are you?! How dare you talk to me in such a manner! My mother, what did you do with her baka! I want to know now!" Jin yelled as his eyes opened again as the sunlight hit them. Almost blinding. You will find out soon enough...my young assassin... The voice was gone once again, but Jin's mind was more puzzled than ever as he looked around realizing he had been in some kind of dream realm...or something from which he was very confused at. He went over to the balcony and opened the curtains to look out beyond the forest and town that were in front of the mansion. Jin sighed as he opened the door and leaned on the railing. He could only think of what he was going to do to get his mother back, and what it had to do with Hwoarang. Jin certainly did not want Hwoarang to get into any of his affairs, especially after what Hwoarang had said to him, well not that it was that bad, but Jin thought of it as a disrespect...or since Jin was running away, he could have misunderstood. Now all that he thought of was that revenge was what he was going to get, on everyone who caused him such misery. But then again, to think of how many lives could be at stake, he had decided that it just wasn't worth to disobey any of his mother's precepts as they had been and meant everything to Jin. So as Jin left the house, his anger may have led him on. As Heihachi was seeming to have some guy by the collar of his shirt. Jin opened his eyes in shock as it was that street punk...Hwoarang! No sooner was Jin thinking with his thoughts when he just suddenly ran over to them and Jin punched Heihachi so hard and the old man went flying as he dropped Hwoarang. "Hey...thanks dude." Hwoarang said as he accepted Jin's hand to help him up. "Your welcome. But why was my grandfather grabbing you like that?" Jin questioned. He turned his head to face Heihachi who was more than pissed. "I don't know myself, I kinda came around lookin' for you, and then this bastard came around and cuffed me one. Damn, all he kept sayin' was that I would never live to help Jun stop him from doin' whatever the hell the little bastard was tryin' to do." Hwoarang dusted himself off. He looked at Jin then to Heihachi, he pointed to the old man, "Your a damn idiot old man, you better watch yourself." Hwoarang went to Jin and whispered to him. "Oh yeah, by the way, your supposed to come into the forest tonight ok?" Then he turned and started to walk away. "See ya Jin." He called as he got on his motorcycle and rode off.
I hope you all liked it! The next chapter will be up soon!