Disclaimer: I own nothing here. Namco does. I simply thought up this little
idea.
Story: Read about Jin Kazama's adventures through the third Iron Fist. Although he feels like throughout the tournament he is being watched by a "gaurdian angel" who seems to aid him when he gets into trouble.
Note: This is my first multi-chapter fanfic I'm writing. I hope you all enjoy it.
Jin's Quest. CHAPTER 1: The Journey To Destiny
His bags rested at his feet. He wore a tight black t-shirt which showed his toned muscles underneath. He also wore a pair of blue jeans, and black sneakers. His hands were wrapped in white boxers tape as he stood on the boat, watching off in the distance as the sun rose over the ocean's horizon. Jin Kazama had spent the past four years training under his grandfather Heihachi Mishima, and was now entering his tournament to avenge the death of his mother, Jun Kazama, who died when he was 15. He'd never met his father. His mother had told him that Heihachi defeated his father, Kazuya Mishima, who's soul had been consumed by a demon they called 'Devil' and dropped his dead body into the mouth of a volcano on the Mishima island. His mother's murderer had killed other loved ones of tournament entrees. He looked down some, closing his eyes, remembering sweet memories of his mother. Her sweet voice, how she kissed him goodnight, and sung him to bed when he would have nightmares as a child. But now he had new nightmares. A bloodthirsty monster with flesh as green as the trees, althought it had no love for nature. It hated everything that was around it. It killed his mother when he was 15, and now Jin would destroy it on this island, even if it killed him.
CAPTAIN: "Everyone to the front! Role is being called! Say here when you hear your name! Paul Phoenix!"
PAUL: "Yo! Right here cheif!"
Jin observed this man with his spiked up blond hair. "Looks like a brush with his hair like that" Jin thought with a little smirk. But he observed the positives of Mr. Phoenix. He had some good muscle and looked like a feirce warrior. Jin appreciated that in a person, showed a good personality....most of the time.
CAPTAIN: "'King!'"
KING: "Si, senior!"
Jin turned his attention to 'King'. Well it was obvious he was Hispanic, Mexican probably. He tilted his head some as he observed this guy's attire. Windbreaking pants, black and white sneakers, tape around the wrists, a blue t-shirt and...and...a leapord's mask? Jin shook his head and looked back up at the Captain.
CAPTAIN: "Hwoarang!"
HWOARANG: "Whassup homie!"
Well son of a bitch. If it wasn't old Hwoarang. It wasn't more than three days before he got on this boat that he beat the living piss out of Hwoarang in a street fight. And Hwoarang had vowed he'd beat him in a rematch. Would he meet this over-cocky warrior in the tournament? He'd have to see. The captain went through the list of names. Eddy Gordo, Nina Williams, Armor King, who looked much like King only he wore a metallic vest over a black jumpsuit and black army boots. There was Julia Chang, Yoshimitsu, ah he looked like a tough one, Forest Law, Lei Wulong, Bryan Fury, Anna Williams, Nina's sister maybe? Jin thought. And just before him was Ling Xiaoyu. Well well. She went to his school by God!.Small for a warrior, but Jin's mother once told him, big things come in small packages. All the entrees were present, and then finally--
CAPTAIN: "Jin Kazama!"
JIN: "Oi!"
CAPTAIN: "Welcome sir."
To Jin's surprise, some of the entrees seemed alert to his name and when he called to the captain, they looked at him. He watched them in return and crossed his arms. A few smiled and nodded, giving a sign of respect. Hwoarang gave him a crude smirk and cocked his chin to him before turning away. He'd expected that, but the look Nina gave him....her being one he had never met in his life, he didn't like the look she gave him. It was a cold stare of narrowed eyes as if she was watching him. Drawn from this however, he noticed Xiaoyu had her eyes on him. Though her expression was more of a kind, dreamy smile. Why? He had no idea. Maybe she found him attractive. But Jin had no time for that. He had a tournament to win, and a murder to avenge. He turned his attention to the front of the boat and just watched. There it was. The island where the Mishima Zaibatsu dwelled. He would recieve a warm welcome from his grandfather, and upon the day of the tournament's start, fight his way until he came to the end. He expected, there is where he would meet his mother's killer. And he would deliver retribution upon him. He stood in the front, arms crossed, watching as the island grew closer.
JIN: "This is it..."
He said it with confidence and narrowed his eyes. He was ready for this, and he would not walk out with his head down, but walk out with his head high, as the victor, as the champion!
Well this is the end of the first chapter. Tell me what you all think. I want honest opinions. I'll get to working on the second chapter A.S.A.P
Story: Read about Jin Kazama's adventures through the third Iron Fist. Although he feels like throughout the tournament he is being watched by a "gaurdian angel" who seems to aid him when he gets into trouble.
Note: This is my first multi-chapter fanfic I'm writing. I hope you all enjoy it.
Jin's Quest. CHAPTER 1: The Journey To Destiny
His bags rested at his feet. He wore a tight black t-shirt which showed his toned muscles underneath. He also wore a pair of blue jeans, and black sneakers. His hands were wrapped in white boxers tape as he stood on the boat, watching off in the distance as the sun rose over the ocean's horizon. Jin Kazama had spent the past four years training under his grandfather Heihachi Mishima, and was now entering his tournament to avenge the death of his mother, Jun Kazama, who died when he was 15. He'd never met his father. His mother had told him that Heihachi defeated his father, Kazuya Mishima, who's soul had been consumed by a demon they called 'Devil' and dropped his dead body into the mouth of a volcano on the Mishima island. His mother's murderer had killed other loved ones of tournament entrees. He looked down some, closing his eyes, remembering sweet memories of his mother. Her sweet voice, how she kissed him goodnight, and sung him to bed when he would have nightmares as a child. But now he had new nightmares. A bloodthirsty monster with flesh as green as the trees, althought it had no love for nature. It hated everything that was around it. It killed his mother when he was 15, and now Jin would destroy it on this island, even if it killed him.
CAPTAIN: "Everyone to the front! Role is being called! Say here when you hear your name! Paul Phoenix!"
PAUL: "Yo! Right here cheif!"
Jin observed this man with his spiked up blond hair. "Looks like a brush with his hair like that" Jin thought with a little smirk. But he observed the positives of Mr. Phoenix. He had some good muscle and looked like a feirce warrior. Jin appreciated that in a person, showed a good personality....most of the time.
CAPTAIN: "'King!'"
KING: "Si, senior!"
Jin turned his attention to 'King'. Well it was obvious he was Hispanic, Mexican probably. He tilted his head some as he observed this guy's attire. Windbreaking pants, black and white sneakers, tape around the wrists, a blue t-shirt and...and...a leapord's mask? Jin shook his head and looked back up at the Captain.
CAPTAIN: "Hwoarang!"
HWOARANG: "Whassup homie!"
Well son of a bitch. If it wasn't old Hwoarang. It wasn't more than three days before he got on this boat that he beat the living piss out of Hwoarang in a street fight. And Hwoarang had vowed he'd beat him in a rematch. Would he meet this over-cocky warrior in the tournament? He'd have to see. The captain went through the list of names. Eddy Gordo, Nina Williams, Armor King, who looked much like King only he wore a metallic vest over a black jumpsuit and black army boots. There was Julia Chang, Yoshimitsu, ah he looked like a tough one, Forest Law, Lei Wulong, Bryan Fury, Anna Williams, Nina's sister maybe? Jin thought. And just before him was Ling Xiaoyu. Well well. She went to his school by God!.Small for a warrior, but Jin's mother once told him, big things come in small packages. All the entrees were present, and then finally--
CAPTAIN: "Jin Kazama!"
JIN: "Oi!"
CAPTAIN: "Welcome sir."
To Jin's surprise, some of the entrees seemed alert to his name and when he called to the captain, they looked at him. He watched them in return and crossed his arms. A few smiled and nodded, giving a sign of respect. Hwoarang gave him a crude smirk and cocked his chin to him before turning away. He'd expected that, but the look Nina gave him....her being one he had never met in his life, he didn't like the look she gave him. It was a cold stare of narrowed eyes as if she was watching him. Drawn from this however, he noticed Xiaoyu had her eyes on him. Though her expression was more of a kind, dreamy smile. Why? He had no idea. Maybe she found him attractive. But Jin had no time for that. He had a tournament to win, and a murder to avenge. He turned his attention to the front of the boat and just watched. There it was. The island where the Mishima Zaibatsu dwelled. He would recieve a warm welcome from his grandfather, and upon the day of the tournament's start, fight his way until he came to the end. He expected, there is where he would meet his mother's killer. And he would deliver retribution upon him. He stood in the front, arms crossed, watching as the island grew closer.
JIN: "This is it..."
He said it with confidence and narrowed his eyes. He was ready for this, and he would not walk out with his head down, but walk out with his head high, as the victor, as the champion!
Well this is the end of the first chapter. Tell me what you all think. I want honest opinions. I'll get to working on the second chapter A.S.A.P