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Disclaimer: "Nope sorry I do not own Namco™ …but I wish I did. Does that count?"
Da Author: "Yeah the other one was a bit long winded and took its time getting to the point I know so lets hope this one is not a repeat of that above. If it is please be a darling and let me know."
Summary: this when Heihachi throws his son off a cliff thinking it would kill him but err wrong again lets see what happened. And how it will effect Kazuya.
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Chapter three
"Kazuya's Ventriloquist" By Lahtinah Kerrigan. Heihachi planned on throwing Kazuya off the pointy stone cold Cliffside top and in doing so, what would he achieve in this? Satisfaction that if he survives he will be strong enough or even stronger to lead the Mishima conglomerate. Putting him, his son through all the fear, hurt Jun so bad. She witnessed the power hungry, proud and grand man carry the innocent, scared boy child above his ego filled head step after step, Jun's horrified face was emotionally out raged, her mouth was speechless, those horrendous and gigantic simple yet frantic screams made Jun immobilized, her heart went out to the poor boys cry's, his pleads to his higher legionce his father … begging to put him down, bargaining that all his bad experiences will be fore rid of and he will never disobey ever again. But the too proud of a man smiled so evil "father I promise … I will train harder, I want to be strong and brave just like you" Heihachi held his son high above his head and spoke so demonically as the words harshly pushed out of Heihachi's mouth "if you make it back up this cliff, you will be strong and worth of honor, that's if you make it." Heihachi beckoned evil cometh, be at hand don't show him mercy, let him learn … for the consequences he shall face in the future will not be as fortunate. Walking away satisfied at the circumstance has gone, Jun ran screaming "noooo…." Repeatedly yelling the boy's name over and over hoping he would answer…but no reply. Sadly. Forgetting all bounds, forgetting all obstacles, knowing that nothing exists until she finds his body yet once again. Jun left that night to find help. But to find adults that believe in her were plenty, finding the same but believing the tale she spoke on what she saw that very night grew were seemingly little then moments past slowly long by grew none. Not even shedding the thought of giving up, Jun went back to the cliff side, putting her own at fatal risks, she carefully sailed down the side of the cliff with out sending her body plummeting to the ground. The water came to full turmoil as the tongue of rolling turbulence swished like a guard on highroads as Jun's ankles gave tolerant gestures to the gentle swirls of the liquid, water … instant relaxation his body was not visible to where the position Jun was standing, curious to know where his body was floating, she waded around, searching, hoping to find him. But never found. Every night … twilight after twilight several times over she searched so very determined that maybe, there would be a sign, that, that tinge of fate mixed in with faith would bring her good fortune … bring her to Kazuya.
However … nether the less Kazuya climbed back up the cliff, and in doing so Kazuya gambled with the dark lord of the under world, the king of the dead, the legion of the nether realms. The 'devil'. Kazuya knew nothing of good versus evil, but that particular night, the devil saw Kazuya's soul, it had potential, as it stood out soo flamboyant in the dark world. Which he is in. He smiled as he planned what he could make of it. In the greedy palm of the devil's hand put Kazuya's fate, as Kazuya's weary head was millimeter after millimeter filled of deception, hate and so much corruption. Kazuya swore vengeance and planned of retaliation against his father and in that … upon all things the devil's smile granted him a soul exchange … he breathed life again. ALIVE. But what price to pay? "This is the taste of powers yet to come Kazuya …" the devil as game as he was spoke. He knew of Kazuya's plans and what Kazuya made of them was all the devil needed to hear to get him in his grasp.
In a diluted pool of a fair amount of blood lay young 12-year-old boy Kazuya Mishima with an immortal price on his once pure, innocent now brought into sin head, eyes closed. Thinking. Being mesmerized by the thing that just happened. On the top of a cliff lay the reason why my mother is not here with me now.
From that day onward,
Heihachi was convinced that his only son has not made it back up the cliff. Failed. So in there fore was disgusted and thought there was no point in rescuing him, if his son would not obey, and would not finish his training
… Let him down,
Soo cruel.
In his life harbored a new son. Brought into the Mishima Conglomerate was a new foreign blood called Lee … Lee Chaolei. Adopted into society Heihachi trained Lee and became the next entitled to be the worthy heir to the company. The Mishima zaibatsu. For many years passing Jun wondered the where bouts of Kazuya, whom had been traveling with little money he had, to gain access to and toil over to many dojos far from his father's greed grasp on the out skirts of the world. But, what is better? The devil? Or your own father? Time grew on, so did Kazuya, with a body full of steel and a heart of stone, the head of hate and aura of sadness crying from inside Kazuya tested his will beyond measure beyond recall every day, night after night never not once satisfied until he after spending the forever sands of time waiting to finally annihilates his father and have his amputated head mounted ever so beautifully on a blunt splinter infested distorted stick as his grand prize bonanza. To stop at nothing, Kazuya was dead serious … yet so was a young proud headstrong Japanese woman. Purity and prosperity came to her so wickedly with terrible amount of ease. Plain beauty. Turned the heads of many. With her life rewarding Jun never forgot that night. Ever. But she seemed to be to be brought distant from the subject. She grew older and was aware of the many pleasures of the world. To see it and its natural state. She found her self with in herself, but in the back of her mind she knew that Kazuya was still alive but she some how grew tired of the selflessness constipation and released to anew.
One night in deep slumber … dreaming, Jun was unfaithfully, greatly exaggerated the moment where she was young. It was a ballistic night of winter. Her room was drenched in gloom. That night as Jun had that nightmare, that night as pale as it was, a great deal across the way, living, was Kazuya in a hotel room slept as sound as he could till the daunting memories suddenly crash and clash of childhood dreams of his loving mother. As he lay woken into the nightmare. Certain things changed his well-prepared and planned motives. Kazuya seemed to back down and this displeased the devil and the bad temper with in him. With out the hate, the devil will loose focus of his advocate. And diminish. He could not have that. Not of all things, Kazuya grew up. He was reminded again of his mother, how the good die young. He began to see a lot that his father did not show him, now that he walks life alone, the lack of education of his father made him pity him. How he cherished his mother so dearly that Kazuya seemed to cop it so much. He was always in between the verbal fights. The silent treatment and the lonely nights. To the point where Heihachi was blamed for the father he was not to Kazuya. And as you could imagine this made Heihachi react. When Kazuya's mother passed on, made a remarkable amount of damage in Heihachi and put an enormous dent in his pride. His views of his son changed and the good loyalties and fatherhood evaporated and only what was left was what had happened recently. He continuously blamed his existence sorely on why his faithful mother was not walking on earth no more. Even though he knew that hate in his heart will consume him too, but in his mind he knew not to give up. Then the devil smiled…he was his master once again. And in insurance he brainwashed Kazuya so that the devil will not fail again. To be somewhat blanked; mentally distorted Kazuya had an unforgiving taste of revenge in his throat. As unrewarding as the taste suffered, at his soul was the devil eating away at what good Kazuya had left making it hard to see the light, the truth. Not possible, but yet not applicable.
The nightmares slipped by slowly.
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Dedication: This one goes out to my younger twin of my brothers Akira-Lee (a.k.a – out side of Japan –Trey-Khellie Malakai Kerrigan), Asuka-yukio (a.k.a –outside of Japan- Trince-Oreon Doreon Kerrigan). Asuka-Yukio I love you, I wish that you didn't die and I would kill cancer, as it was your Ventriloquist. You did not need to be an advocate of death.
Lil' miss: "Okay this is a bit deep. I don't know if it is hollow at the time I was typing it, it sounded efficient, yet alas I (naturally) have doubts so this is where you come in, tell me how you fell about it and that would be great!!! {Author's Note – Yo! The stuff I mentioned about Kazuya's mother, I really don't know what happened about his mother, but I think the reason that Heihachi is like how he is now is because of her passing so, I kinda made up the mother bit. Its not actually part of the Namco script but you sorta get the gist (I hope)} Sorry if it was short too …