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Chapter Five: Remorse

"And we're back, folks. If you're just joining us, we're going into the second round of the match between Kazuya Mishima and Hwoarang.whatever his last name is. Hwoarang has put up a decent fight, but he just can't seem to do any real harm to Kazuya, who hasn't made a single offensive move yet. What could he be up to?"

On the battlefield, the streets of Tokyo, Hwoarang and Kazuya took their positions for the second round.

"I hear you've been giving my son a hard time. Hard to believe with the pathetic fight you're putting up against me."

"At least I'm fightin' at all! Stop cowering and show me what you've got, punk! Or are you a little 'I don't wanna fight' pansy like Kazama?!"

"That's enough." The referee said. "You two ready?"

"Been ready." Hwoarang said.

"Let's go." Kazuya said.

"Alright then . . .fight!"

Hwoarang shot forward, sending a barrage of kicks, only to be blocked or dodged by Kazuya.

"This is pathetic." Kazuya moaned.

"Why don't you quit judging when you don't even have the guts to fight me like a man, wuss!

"Poor fool. Obviously, you could never know that fighting isn't all offensive moves, seeing as you have the I.Q. of a soap dish. Oh, wait. I shouldn't say that. I'd be offending the soap dish."

Hwoarang sneered.

"A true fighting master," Kazuya continued, "Would know about defensive strategies."

"Oh, shut up!" Hwoarang snapped, then he attacked again, firing every punch kick and whatnot he had. None prevailed.

What's with this guy?! Hwoarang asked himself. He's defends like a wall, but he's as slippery as an eel! That pansy doesn't have the guts to take me head on. If I keep hitting hard, his defenses will eventually crack and he'll be mine.

With that in mind, Hwoarang tried his favorite juggling move, "Hot Feet", which was a couple swift, but powerful kicks to send someone into the sky. But Kazuya couldn't be touched. He tried every low, high, and in- between attack he knew, but none prevailed, and soon, Hwoarang began to tire.

I don't believe this! Hwoarang thought. Nothing I throw at this guy works! He must have watched my performances or something and figured out a way to stop each one! That cheater!

This is getting annoying. Kazuya said to himself.

He'll crack eventually! I know he will!

Hwoarang gave one of his most powerful kicks, but this time, Kazuya grabbed his foot.

"Yoink!" He taunted. "Twah!" He shouted as he rammed his own foot into the back of Hwoarang's head.

Author's Note: Anyone who's played against Kazuya on Tekken 2 or Tekken Tag knows what I'm talking about with the "Yoink! Twah!" thing. I know he doesn't do that in Tekken 4, but I liked it. Anyway . . .

Since he was on the ground, Hwoarang tried swinging his leg around to catch Kazuya's but he jumped right over it. Hwoarang catapulted up, and as soon as he did, Kazuya short-arm grabbed him, then raised his left foot high up and kicked his head one way, then swung it back, knocking him to the floor. Hwoarang tried to get up, but Kazuya finished the match by using the Unblockable Tackle.

"Kazuya is the winner!" Many people on the streets, watching this cheered and whistled. Hwoarang pounded the ground furiously.

* * * *

A few moments later, Kazuya made it back to the hotel on foot. It wasn't far away, and he wasn't injured, so it was nothing. He had been assigned some bodyguards, but he sent them off before the match and decided to go solo. Just as he walked past the last alley before the hotel, a hand reached out and grabbed him and pinned him against the wall.

"We gotta talk!" An angry voice bellowed.

"Jin!" Kazuya chuckled. "My, you must find a better way to get my attention!"

"Shut up!" He shouted, slamming him again.

"But you wanted to talk!"

"I SAID SHUT UP!!"

He finally did.

"I have some more questions that I want answered, and you're gonna tell me everything I want to know."

"Sounds simple enough. But first, I'll need you to let go of me. Who knows how long we'll be here. Or how long I can keep my patience."

Jin hesitated, but let him go.

"Now, what do you want to know?"

"First of all, if you've been alive for all this time, why didn't you join the last tournament?"

He chuckled. "Why do I have the feeling this will lead to many more questions?"

"Just answer." He said through gritted teeth.

"Alright. You want to know? Here's the deal. After being thrown into the volcano and resurrected, I was furious with Heihachi. I was determined to destroy him. But he had defeated me even with me devil powers. So, I spent the last twenty years with the G-corp. I underwent tests, experiments, and whatnot. I was trying to become the most powerful being on the planet. I received news of the third tournament, but I didn't go because the research wasn't done. A few months ago, Heihachi attacked the G- corp building. Again, I was furious with Heihachi. So this time, I joined. I knew from the start that it was all just a trap to lure me in, but I went anyway. This time, Heihachi cannot stop me."

"How can you be so sure?"

"My powers have grown far stronger than he could ever be."

"Don't be so sure. That underhanded weasel has a way of getting what he wants. When I won the last tournament, he tried to kill me. His guards shot hundreds of bullets into me, but he took the privilege of finishing me off . . .or so he thought. When I woke up, I was swarming with rage. I killed his guards, then went for him. I knocked him out of the building and slammed him into the ground. Then I left. Heihachi still ruled the company and no one knew about what happened to me. I supposedly ran away for unknown reasons."

"Looks like we both have something big against Heihachi."

"Because of you."

"What?"

"If you hadn't sold your soul to the devil, we wouldn't be in this mess. That's why he hates us. This cursed Devil Gene! You passed it on to me! He wants us both because of you! I didn't sign up for this, you dragged me into it!"

"So you're saying you wish you'd never been born?"

Jin didn't answer.

"But if you'd never been born, who would have destroyed the infamous Ogre?"

"I don't know. Hey! Wait a minute! How do you know about Ogre?!"

"I did some digging. I found some information about him on the Internet. It said he was defeated by Jin Kazama, who disappeared after his defeat. It also had a list of his victims." Kazuya suddenly grew very quiet. "Jun's name was there."

"That's another reason I wanted to talk to you."

"What?"

"I want to know the whole story behind you and mom."

Kazuya chuckled. "We could be here a while."

* * * *

My relationship with Jun Kazama? Where should I start?

-When did you guys meet?

Sounds like the perfect place to start. It was at the second King of Iron Fist Tournament. You're mother, I learned, kept trying to get a meeting with me to discuss the G-corp. Whenever my associates told me about her, I just kept on ignoring her request. Finally, the day came for the final match between Paul Phoenix and my father. But Paul never showed up. We later learned that he got caught in a massive traffic jam and couldn't make it. Therefore, he was disqualified and Heihachi won by default. It was a massive upset. I had been asked to personally oversee the final battle, but it appeared I came for nothing.

As I left, crowds swarmed around me. Many reporters were trying to get my opinion, others just trying to see me. Then, a voice caught my ear. A beautiful, feminine voice from behind me. I turned to see who it was. It was your mother, calling out to me. She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. I stopped in the crowd. One of my bodyguards came back.

"Mr. Kazuya? Is something wrong?"

"Who's that?" I asked pointing to her. A smile spread across her face.

"I don't know."

"I do." My right-hand man said. "She's Jun Kazama, the woman who's been trying to set up a meeting with you since the tournament started.

"That's Jun Kazama?!" We stared at each other for what seemed to be the longest time. Finally, I walked back to her.

"Ms. Kazama, please come with me." She was stunned but followed me. I led her into the limo, confusing my guards and we drove off.

"So," I said once we were off. "You're Jun Kazama?"

"Yes I am, Mr. Mishima." She replied.

"Please, call me Kazuya. Mishima is too close to my father's name for my liking."

"Yes sir."

"Now, Ms. Kazama, I-"

"Please," She interrupted. "Call me Jun. If you're letting me call you by your first name, it's only right that I let you use mine."

"Alright then, Jun. I understand you're trying to meet with me?"

"Yes sir. It's about your G-corp. I've been trying throughout the tournament. I finally got fed up with talking to your associates and decided to try you personally."

"And it worked."

"Mr. Kazuya," my aide said, "If I may remind you, you have no time for sudden meetings right now. Tomorrow is when you fight Mr. Heihachi and- "

"Cancel my plans for tonight." I interrupted.

"What?! But sir-"

"I said 'cancel my plans'." I said, with a certain commanding tone and glare.

"Y-yes sir." He replied.

"Good." Then I turned back to Jun. "Ms. Kazama-erm, Jun, I believe tonight is the best night for us to meet."

"I understand. If you lose against Heihachi tomorrow-"

"I don't think that will happen. Anyway, if it is okay with you . . ."

"Yes. Yes it is. When should we meet?"

"I'd say about seven."

"Yes sir. I'll come over then."

"Erm, wait a minute. I . . .didn't mean we would meet at my mansion."

"You didn't?"

"You didn't?" My associate asked.

"No, I, uh, actually meant that . . .you're staying at the Mishima Hotel, right?"

"Yes sir. All participants do, right?"

"Right. So, I meant to meet in the hotel room you're staying at. I-if that's okay with you."

"Um . . .well, okay. I'll be ready at seven."

"Good. Very good."

So, we dropped her off and I went home to get ready. Everyone was bewildered that I'd arranged the meeting at Jun's hotel room. My associates kept telling me it was a bad idea. I ignored them all. As soon as we arrived, I told anyone who had planned to come with me to stay. Again, they were shocked. I also told them not to disturb me and that I would contact them when necessary. I just wanted it to be the two of us.

-Sounds like you were trying to get more than a meeting.

Smart boy. It was the first time I'd been nervous in months. It was kind of scary. Anyway, I finally got to her room on the top floor (that hallway seemed a lot longer than I think it should've been).

"Good evening, Ms. K-Jun."

"Good evening, Kazuya. Won't you come in?"

The rooms reserved for the fighters look more like condos than rooms, you know. She had arranged hers very nicely. But the thing couldn't take my eyes off of was her. She was dressed in a beautiful white dress that stopped a little below her knees and had a white band in her long, lovely black hair. I had come in my purple tux. I'd debated with myself for hours about my hair, though. Whether I should keep it back in a single spike as usual, or something different. I finally decided to keep it the way it was.

"Something wrong?" I asked. She was looking out the door and down the halls like she was looking for someone.

"No, I just kind of expected you to come surrounded by bodyguards as you usually do."

"No, they're too distracting. Besides, I don't think you'll pull a fast one on me."

"It's an awful lot of trust for someone you just met a few hours ago."

"You don't catch me as a double-crosser."

"Well . . .thank you then."

I took another look around the room, looking for more to say.

"You, uh, have the place arrange nicely."

"Yes, well, cleanliness is next to godliness, you know."

"Refresh my memory. Who defeated you again?"

"Heihachi."

"Humph." I snorted. "That monster of a man is always trying to give everyone trouble."

"But.he's your father."

"Not by choice."

"Why don't you like him?"

"You've met him. He's not the nicest man in Japan."

She looked at me in a strange way, almost as if trying to see into my soul.

"There's something else, isn't there."

I stared at the ground for a moment, then spoke.

"I'm going to let you in on something that very few people know. And those who do know have been sworn to secrecy. Of course, I should just let the whole world know. Anyway, ever since I was born, my father hated me. You see, when I was born, my mother couldn't stop bleeding, and tragically passed away. He always thought it was my fault. What?! Like I wanted her to die?! I never even knew her! Well, anyway, when I was very young, my father took me to a special place to train. Conveniently, it was on the edge of a cliff. I ended up getting knocked off. Everyone thinks it was an accident, but I think he did it on purpose. He sent a search party to go look for m, pretending to act concerned, but they didn't find me. So, Heihachi adopted a son, Lee Chaolan, to take over the company when he died. Unfortunately for him, I was alive."

"How?"

"I don't know. Just lucky, I guess. I returned to the financial empire, and Heihachi acted happy to see me, but I knew his true feelings. He started the first tournament to get an opportunity to kill me. However, after I won, I threw him off the same cliff he knocked me off when I was a child. I thought to myself, 'let's see if he's so lucky!' . . .It turns out he was. I don't know how he did it, but he's still alive."

"I guess that incredible luck runs in the family."

I sneered at her, and she kept quiet.

"This time, it will be different. I'll strike a deal with Heihachi. Whoever wins, throws the loser into the volcano."

"What?! That's terrible!"

"It's justified. Heihachi must pay for his actions. If he is kept alive, who knows what he will do?"

"Kazuya, I know you're upset with your father, but-"

"You don't understand, Jun! He's not the man you think he is! He's evil. Not just bad, evil! I don't know what he wishes to do, but you can bet it isn't good."

Both of us were silent for a little while.

"So," I finally said. "What did you wish to meet with me for?"

"Oh, yes. Um, please sit." I sat in a chair as she picked up a few file folders that were lying on the counter. Then, she sat on the couch across from me. "It's about your G-corp."

"Scientists. Researchers. Best in the land in fact."

"True, they are. Perhaps even too good."

"What do you mean?"

"I was researching on the Internet and found an article coming from your company and decided to check it out. It was phenomenal. They'd discovered a way to enhance life forms. The animals experimented on were faster, stronger, smarter, and the whole shebang."

"Fantastic, isn't it?"

"Yes! It was. I looked deeper into it and just kept getting more and more fascinated. The only thing that bothered me was its name: The Devil Gene. I began to think that it had a name like that for a reason. Besides, nothing could be this good without some side effects. I kept on digging deeper and deeper into the article until I stumbled upon something. I printed it out to show you." She pulled out a paper from the folder. "I quote 'we've experimented on ten animals so far: four rats, two chimpanzees, and three dogs, each showing the same result. Each of them had a significant change. They could run faster, they were much stronger, and they much more intelligent. One of the dogs had a bad leg, and couldn't walk on it. But once infested with the devil gene, its leg was as good as new.

" 'However, there were problems. Before long, the animals reacted violently, then it led to rage, hostility, and insanity. The chimpanzees showed the most control over it, but in the end, they all had to be killed. Mr. Kazuya is insisting that we continue the research. He is even suggesting that we try human experiments. He believes that humans will have much more control over the gene than animals. Are we willing to pay such a price to become more powerful?'"

Jun put the paper down and looked at me. "I'm pushed to ask. How is it you know so much about the Devil Gene. And why are you trying to keep it running after those experiments?"

I didn't answer. I sat, gripping the arms of my chair, trying to keep composure.

"Do you just happen to believe so strongly in this project you're willing to risk human lives? Or have you already attempted it?"

I gripped harder on the arms, ready to rip them off and throw them at her.

"There's more to your story, isn't there? It wasn't just luck you survived that fall off the cliff. I sensed it in you when you told me that part. Something else happened, didn't it?"

I let out a low chuckle. "You're craftier than I imagined." I stood up. "Yes. Something else did happen. When I hit the ground, I expected to die instantly, but it proved to be slow and painful. I was unable to move, sure that every bone in my body was broken. Then I heard a strange, dark voice coming from an unknown place. 'Well, well,' it said, 'what have we here?' 'Who's there?' I asked. A purple spirit suddenly appeared in front of my face, surrounded in electricity and smoke. 'You took quite a nasty fall, didn't you?' he asked. 'I didn't fall,' I replied. 'I was deliberately knocked off by my father!' 'You probably hate him for it, don't you?' 'Yes!' 'Don't you wish you could get back at him?' 'Yes!' I said. 'Yes I do! But what does it matter? I'm going to die here.' 'Perhaps not' the spirit said. 'I can help you live.' 'You can?' I asked 'How?' 'I am far beyond the limits of you humans. Not only can I give you life, but also I can give you extreme power. For a price, of course.' 'What do you want?' I asked. 'I need your vessel.' He said. 'surrender you soul and body to me and I will help you live. Then, we shall destroy your father for knocking you down here. It's up to you. What do you say?'"

"You said yes, didn't you?"

I nodded. "Fortunately, it wasn't complete surrender. He still let me use my own body, but when he had plans, he carried them out. When he was finished, I had my body back."

"And that demonic presence still lives inside you?"

"Yes." Then my eyes glowed blood red. "Care to meet him?" Without waiting for her answer, my body swarmed with evil energy and I transformed myself into the dark spirit known as Devil. Jun was shocked. "See what the Devil Gene can do? It gave me power beyond my wildest dreams! And if you just cooperate, he can give you the world!" Then my voice changed to a much darker tone. "And I can help you too, Jun." This was the Devil speaking, not me, though I wasn't resisting it at all. "Don't you want extreme power?"

"Not like this."

"Come, now! Don't be a fool, Jun! You know you can't resist it, so why even try?"

"Kazuya! This isn't you! It's the demon spirit using your body! You have to fight it!"

"Why?" I asked. "He's done so much for me."

"Kazuya, eventually, he'll take your entire body and soul whether you want it or not!"

"Quiet, mortal!" The spirit bellowed. "You should've kept you nose out of things it shouldn't have been in. You know too much. Now, side with me!"

Jun looked the demon in the eyes and said with total confidence, "I'd rather die."

"That can be arranged!!" The spirit bellowed. I ran forward at inhuman speed and smashed her into a wall. I drove my foot down, but she got out of the way and tripped me. I instantly got up. She tried to run for the door, but I was too quick. I blasted through her, literally! It's one of the devil's special powers. He can dash through someone without leaving so much as a mark.

I picked her up by the neck and slammed her against the wall.

"Foolish human! I gave you the chance for power, but you were too idiotic to listen! So now, you die." I squeezed her neck tightly. She tried her best to pry my hands away, but I was too strong.

"Kazuya . . ." She said, wearily. "This . . .isn't . . .you . . .fight it . . ."

"Ha! You just don't get it do you?" I laughed.

"Stop . . .controlling him . . ." Jun said. I again laughed. But then, she put her hand on my cheek and stroked it gently.

"Kazuya . . .please . . .come back . . ." Something happened then. At first, I was just consumed in rage, wanting to destroy her. But when she touched my face, everything changed. Slowly, my anger subsided. I began breathing heavily. It was like part of my mind had suddenly disappeared.or reappeared. I didn't know what was happening. All I knew was this wasn't right. Moments ago, I had been infatuated with this woman, but now, I was choking her to death? My grip loosened, then, I dropped her altogether. She fell to the ground, coughing. I fell to my knees, holding my head. The demonic spirit seemed calmer than I'd ever known. Was he losing power? Eventually, my body returned to its natural form. My clothes were torn, my face and hair were a mess, my body was weak, and I was covered with sweat. The thing that hurt the most was my mind. I didn't know what had just happened.

"Kazuya?" Jun's voice said, weakly. I looked up and saw her kneeling before me with concern on her face. I saw a horrible mark on her neck. One I'd created.

"Jun . . .I . . .I'm so sorry, I don't . . ."

"It's okay." She said. "I sensed more of the devil than you. I knew that inside, you didn't want to hurt me."

"But I did." I said.

"It's over now." She said, comfortingly. She put her hand on my cheek again, and I could feel her tenderness, and compassion for me, a man who had seconds ago tried to kill her. She was smiling, of all things. How could she just forget what had just happened? When she had her hand on my face, I felt . . .weak, but strong at the same time. It was the strangest feeling ever, but I loved every minute of it. Then, Jun and I enveloped each other in a deep and passionate kiss.

* * * *

"Well, you can probably guess what happened next." Kazuya said. Jin was sitting on the ground, with his back to the stone wall of a building. "The next day, I left before she woke up. I knew she had defeated the devil, but I didn't want him coming back suddenly. Later that day, I fought Heihachi. We made our deal. Whoever won would throw the loser into the volcano. The fight lasted for hours, and soon, I began to lose. So, I called upon the Devil. Heihachi was shocked. I unleashed everything I had on my father, determined to kill him. But . . .somehow, he defeated me even with my devil powers. Then, he threw me into the volcano.

"Later on, with the help of the G-corp and Devil, I was resurrected. I spent my time trying to increase my powers to become the most powerful being of all. Then, Heihachi raided the company and found out I was alive, started the fourth tournament, and here we are."

Jin sat silently for a moment, to take this all in. At last, he stood up. "I have only one more question."

"Yes?"

"Did you love her?"

Kazuya hesitated. "Yes." He said. "I believe it's safe to say I did." He smiled. "My relationship with Jun was definitely out of the ordinary. It was short lived, and pretty crazy, but it was good, just the same."

Jin looked at the ground. Then he left the ally without a word.

Kazuya grinned. "In time, my son. In time you will not have to worry about that Devil Gene anymore."





Author's Note: Well, Hwoarang's been eliminated. Ah, I didn't like him anyway. Always being a jerk to Jin. Well, that's how I think the story happened with Jun and Kazuya. Hope you liked it. But why won't Jin have to worry about the Devil Gene anymore? Keep reading to find out! I'll update when I can! Oh, yeah, please review!!