[pic]Prologue
The tall, dark, Japanese man stared blankly into the glass, thoughts else where. The old man next to him, doubled over from back pain, staggered a little in Kazuya Mishima's shadow.
"You've been drinking again, Dr, haven't you?"
"I swear the cryogenic machine will be ready for trials in a year," croaked the old Russian scientist.
"You told me six months, five months ago."
"We've experienced some difficulties in the building process, sir."
Kazuya picked his employee up by the collar and shoved him against the control room wall. "Do we have to talk about your reliability, Dr?"
"No, sir."
"You realise if we have to talk about your reliability, we will have to talk about your employment here."
"Yes, sir."
"I come down here, expecting to view the machine almost ready, with a satisfactory report and get this? A year staring at me in the face. Dr, you are slowing me down, causing the Mishima Zaibatsu to slow down, causing Tokyo 3 to slow down."
"Sorry sir."
"When you slow Tokyo down, you slow Japan down, am I not clear Dr?!"
Kazuya threw the Dr to the opposite wall. "You should think about your future carefully, Boskonivitch . A year is all you are going to get."
Kazuya stalked out, leaving the Dr to nurse a broken leg. Kazuya took a deep breath outside the door and smoothed down the wrinkles of recent appearance in his royal purple business suit. Despite the fact he had defeated Heihachi Mishima himself, something told him his father was not quite dead.
He shook those thoughts away, after all Heihachi was just a weak old man, incapable of surviving a drop off a cliff. Kazuya stepped into an elevator and pressed the thirteenth floor button. It was a long ride, as the laboratory was twenty floors underground. He checked his watch. One o'clock exactly. He called his secretary and told her to cancel all of the meetings scheduled that afternoon. "You sure sir? You don't want your vice to take care of your deal with LG?"
"Vice?"
"Yes, your Vice, Lee, your brother."
"Lee is not my brother! And yes, I'm sure!"
He hung up on her, determined not to hear anymore whining for the rest of the day. The elevator opened at Kazuya's office floor, dedicated entirely to the dark Mishima prince himself. He walked over to his ebony desk and popped two headache tablets, and swallowed some water from a bottle. Kazuya sat in his leather chair and propped his feet up on the desk, closing his eyes. There was a soft thud in front of him.
"Finally alone Kazuya Mishima," came a soft, yet determined Irish voice .
"Not quite, Nina Williams."
Kazuya opened his eyes to watch his personal security force detain her, with some difficulty. Kazuya rose up and motioned them to the walls. Nina was chained, disarmed and checked over twice.
"You shouldn't squirm, Nina, it doesn't suit you."
"You bastard! How dare you do this to me!"
"Can you blame me? After all you did come here to see me die."
"And you will die, you filthy bastard! Just wait."
"I'm sorry, I don't have time to wait anymore, I am head of the Mishima Zaibatsu," Kazuya snarled.
He snapped at his employees, "Get out of here now!"
Nina glared her icy glare at the yet undaunted Kazuya.
"But we do have whole afternoon together, aren't we lucky? I cancelled all of my meetings. And you get to stay here the rest of your life, how long that will be." He scruffed Nina at the nape of her neck, and kissed her roughly. "Wait a sec. I must call Jun and tell her I'll be late."
As Kazuya dialled on his cell phone, Nina shed tears for the first time since her father's death.
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AROUND TEN MONTHS LATER;
A pale, Japanese baby rested in a cradle of steel and a thin piece of foam along the bottom. The boy did not cry, as this had been all it has known since birth. He was wired up to a machine for observation and experimentation, despite his good health.
A silver haired Asian looked over the boy through the glass in pity. "I came as soon as I read the email, over the rumour of Heihachi's return."
"Dear, dear father. He always did try to make life hell for me," replied Kazuya. "you were always his favourite, Lee, after that dumbass fighter, Paul Phoenix. The son he never had. And never will have."
Kazuya's eyes flashed a shade of scarlet for a slit second as he punched the wall. Lee Choalan glanced over, undaunted. If Kazuya wanted to take him out, he would have done already. Lee had a feeling that Kazuya actually needed him. Besides, he now had a secret weapon. He closed his eyes and felt the power of Epoch around his chest. The indestructible rock on the long chain had been left to him, from Michelle, on the eve of her disappearance. She had mentioned an ancient power connected to the stone, but no specifics on what it could actually do. Michelle believed that he could actually channel the power. That was true to some extent.
Lee followed Kazuya down the hallway to the next lab, which two feminine naked bodies were displayed, frozen. Lee's eyes widened,
"Nina!"
"And her sister Anna. They both served well."
"What do you mean?"
"Anna was my body guard, and do you remember the baby boy next door?"
"Yes," Lee's voice was shaking .
"That was Nina's son. And my son of course, Jun and young Jin wouldn't be too happy with that knowledge. That's why he's in the laboratory."
"Your own son?"
"Yes Lee. Get a hold of yourself."
Lee shook all over, he couldn't even meet Kazuya's calm eyes. Kazuya had become a form of evil, a form of Heihachi. He had come back from New York to face this, to assist this. Lee rose his line of sight to stare directly into Kazuya's brown eyes. Lee and Kazuya were locked there for a silent moment, before the red alert system went off. As the two men were bathed in red light, Kazuya ran off to the nearest security control room, leaving Lee alone.
The scientists were running around, panicking, leaving Kazuya's son alone, confused. Lee forced the door open, and detached the wires, leaving minor wounds on the baby. Lee wrapped the boy in his trench coat and escaped the building, dodging the incoming tekken soldiers , Heihachi's men, with the boy in his arms.
The tall, dark, Japanese man stared blankly into the glass, thoughts else where. The old man next to him, doubled over from back pain, staggered a little in Kazuya Mishima's shadow.
"You've been drinking again, Dr, haven't you?"
"I swear the cryogenic machine will be ready for trials in a year," croaked the old Russian scientist.
"You told me six months, five months ago."
"We've experienced some difficulties in the building process, sir."
Kazuya picked his employee up by the collar and shoved him against the control room wall. "Do we have to talk about your reliability, Dr?"
"No, sir."
"You realise if we have to talk about your reliability, we will have to talk about your employment here."
"Yes, sir."
"I come down here, expecting to view the machine almost ready, with a satisfactory report and get this? A year staring at me in the face. Dr, you are slowing me down, causing the Mishima Zaibatsu to slow down, causing Tokyo 3 to slow down."
"Sorry sir."
"When you slow Tokyo down, you slow Japan down, am I not clear Dr?!"
Kazuya threw the Dr to the opposite wall. "You should think about your future carefully, Boskonivitch . A year is all you are going to get."
Kazuya stalked out, leaving the Dr to nurse a broken leg. Kazuya took a deep breath outside the door and smoothed down the wrinkles of recent appearance in his royal purple business suit. Despite the fact he had defeated Heihachi Mishima himself, something told him his father was not quite dead.
He shook those thoughts away, after all Heihachi was just a weak old man, incapable of surviving a drop off a cliff. Kazuya stepped into an elevator and pressed the thirteenth floor button. It was a long ride, as the laboratory was twenty floors underground. He checked his watch. One o'clock exactly. He called his secretary and told her to cancel all of the meetings scheduled that afternoon. "You sure sir? You don't want your vice to take care of your deal with LG?"
"Vice?"
"Yes, your Vice, Lee, your brother."
"Lee is not my brother! And yes, I'm sure!"
He hung up on her, determined not to hear anymore whining for the rest of the day. The elevator opened at Kazuya's office floor, dedicated entirely to the dark Mishima prince himself. He walked over to his ebony desk and popped two headache tablets, and swallowed some water from a bottle. Kazuya sat in his leather chair and propped his feet up on the desk, closing his eyes. There was a soft thud in front of him.
"Finally alone Kazuya Mishima," came a soft, yet determined Irish voice .
"Not quite, Nina Williams."
Kazuya opened his eyes to watch his personal security force detain her, with some difficulty. Kazuya rose up and motioned them to the walls. Nina was chained, disarmed and checked over twice.
"You shouldn't squirm, Nina, it doesn't suit you."
"You bastard! How dare you do this to me!"
"Can you blame me? After all you did come here to see me die."
"And you will die, you filthy bastard! Just wait."
"I'm sorry, I don't have time to wait anymore, I am head of the Mishima Zaibatsu," Kazuya snarled.
He snapped at his employees, "Get out of here now!"
Nina glared her icy glare at the yet undaunted Kazuya.
"But we do have whole afternoon together, aren't we lucky? I cancelled all of my meetings. And you get to stay here the rest of your life, how long that will be." He scruffed Nina at the nape of her neck, and kissed her roughly. "Wait a sec. I must call Jun and tell her I'll be late."
As Kazuya dialled on his cell phone, Nina shed tears for the first time since her father's death.
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AROUND TEN MONTHS LATER;
A pale, Japanese baby rested in a cradle of steel and a thin piece of foam along the bottom. The boy did not cry, as this had been all it has known since birth. He was wired up to a machine for observation and experimentation, despite his good health.
A silver haired Asian looked over the boy through the glass in pity. "I came as soon as I read the email, over the rumour of Heihachi's return."
"Dear, dear father. He always did try to make life hell for me," replied Kazuya. "you were always his favourite, Lee, after that dumbass fighter, Paul Phoenix. The son he never had. And never will have."
Kazuya's eyes flashed a shade of scarlet for a slit second as he punched the wall. Lee Choalan glanced over, undaunted. If Kazuya wanted to take him out, he would have done already. Lee had a feeling that Kazuya actually needed him. Besides, he now had a secret weapon. He closed his eyes and felt the power of Epoch around his chest. The indestructible rock on the long chain had been left to him, from Michelle, on the eve of her disappearance. She had mentioned an ancient power connected to the stone, but no specifics on what it could actually do. Michelle believed that he could actually channel the power. That was true to some extent.
Lee followed Kazuya down the hallway to the next lab, which two feminine naked bodies were displayed, frozen. Lee's eyes widened,
"Nina!"
"And her sister Anna. They both served well."
"What do you mean?"
"Anna was my body guard, and do you remember the baby boy next door?"
"Yes," Lee's voice was shaking .
"That was Nina's son. And my son of course, Jun and young Jin wouldn't be too happy with that knowledge. That's why he's in the laboratory."
"Your own son?"
"Yes Lee. Get a hold of yourself."
Lee shook all over, he couldn't even meet Kazuya's calm eyes. Kazuya had become a form of evil, a form of Heihachi. He had come back from New York to face this, to assist this. Lee rose his line of sight to stare directly into Kazuya's brown eyes. Lee and Kazuya were locked there for a silent moment, before the red alert system went off. As the two men were bathed in red light, Kazuya ran off to the nearest security control room, leaving Lee alone.
The scientists were running around, panicking, leaving Kazuya's son alone, confused. Lee forced the door open, and detached the wires, leaving minor wounds on the baby. Lee wrapped the boy in his trench coat and escaped the building, dodging the incoming tekken soldiers , Heihachi's men, with the boy in his arms.