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Chapter 2
She tells me things,
I listen well.
'Drink the wine,
and save the water.'
Skin is smooth
I steal a glance,
Dragon flies er gliding over…
Still Remains: STP
"Daddy, I need your help," Dionne pleaded upon appearing in front of her father.
He put his chin on his palm, "Yes, Dionne?"
"I need a favor; I want Damien to be a mortal,"
He arched a brow, "What's the meaning of this? Is this petty sibling rivalry? Are you trying to stick your brother on earth?" he asked with a smile.
"No, daddy. It's more serious. I want him as a mortal, because I want him dead,"
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Damien sat in his office, and he noticed a steamed-looking Kazama approaching him. He looked up, and arched a brow at the boy's demon-like appearance.
"You're mine," he hissed.
Damien suppressed laughter, "Excuse me?"
"You heard me, bastard, you're mine,"
He arched a brow, "Well, I have a few appointments first, but I'll be right with you," he spoke, disappearing. Immediately, Jin blinked, and Dionne emerged in his stead, shaking her mane of hair. She dashed to her room where Jin rested.
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Jin stirred before practically jumping up. He felt his cheeks under his eyes, and felt dried tears. He wiped them away, and Dionne burst into the room. He looked at her, and turned away.
"Get up; you're fighting Damien,"
"No," he snapped.
Dionne arched a brow, "Don't you want him dead? He killed your…"
"How do I know you didn't do it?!" he snapped angrily at her.
She sighed, and looked down, "Alright, fine. Let your wife's memory whither away forever," turning away.
Jin glared, "Dionne," he hissed. To his surprise, she appeared on the bed, in front of him, "Yes?"
He rolled his eyes, "What do I have to do?"
She shrugged, "Fight him,"
"And die? What, will that somehow send me to heaven with my wife?"
Dionne shook her head, "You have very little faith in yourself, Jin Kazama," she said, touching his jaw line, "And that needs to change,"
He pulled away, and she frowned, "You will defeat him. As soon as I swear I didn't harm your wife, I swear you'll kill him,"
Jin shook his head, "Thanks for admitting the truth,"
Dionne slapped him, and he almost went through the bed, "Don't ever address me in such a manner! If I wanted to kill your wife, I wouldn't have to be so furtive!" she hissed.
He rubbed his jaw, and looked at her.
"If I wanted her dead, I could have easily killed her. What reason do I have to deceive you? Compare that to the reason Damien has to deceive you,"
He swallowed, and looked down.
"Now get ready; you'll be fighting him within the hour,"
He blinked, and looked up, but she was already gone.
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Jin waited in the opaque arena, completely uncertain of what was going on.
"Ah, so the fearless Kazama's come to challenge me, eh?" came a cocky challenging voice. Damien smirked in complete amusement, facing his opponent.
Jin remained silent, and he simply cracked his knuckles.
"Good luck, Jin," he heard a soft voice calling through his mind. He clenched his jaw, and his eyes glanced around the room, though he still faced Damien who was now smirking in glee.
"What's the matter? Hearing voices?"
Jin looked a bit surprised, but quickly remembered Damien was, after all, the son of Satan. Duh.
"Well, let's get this over with, I do have other appointments to attend to," the demon spoke, cracking his neck and his knuckles.
Jin narrowed his eyes, but didn't move.
"Well?" Damien snapped, walking over, "What, wimping out now?" taking a finger, and shoving Jin back. He launched a jaw-splitting punch to the unholy minion.
"You sanctimonious…"
Jin had already offered a roundhouse kick, and charged up. His fists were clouded with lightning, as small bolts moved about his gloves. He grabbed Damien's wrist, twisted it a bit, and brought his leg over to the left, then back to the ground. The demon hit the ground, and to his utter astonishment, found blood trickling from a small stream on his lip. He wiped it, and smiled up at Jin.
"You son of a bitch. You couldn't fight me, so you had to turn to her," he snapped.
Jin remained silent, and narrowed his eyes.
Damien nodded, "Fine. I'll still kick your ass! You'll see! No one takes down Damien!" he screamed in rage. Jin clenched his jaw, and stood in a fighting stance. Damien charged at him, and Jin tried to duck but it was too late. He had to admit, his opponent was swift. Damien tackled Jin to the ground, and mercilessly massacred the young one with punches to the jaw. Jin lifted up his leg, flipping the demon over onto his back. Both men leapt up, and both looked fatigued.
"I'll make you pay," Jin uttered lowly, "I swear it to her grave," he assured himself especially.
Damien spat blood, and grunted, "You wish. You should have seen the whore! Groaning and moaning before pleading for her life! It was pathetic,"
Immediately, something snapped in Jin. A storm was rising, and that was the first clasp of lightning. He ran over to the demon at super-human speed, and grabbed his throat. Damien coughed a bit as Jin squeezed. He felt his throat straining for air, and his muscles were drained. What the hell?! He thought to himself, when suddenly it hit him. He smirked eerily before blood pulsed from his eyes and mouth. Jin dropped the creature to the ground, and stepped back in bewilderment, once more taking on his innocent aura.
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Sitting in her quarters, watching the small monitor, Dionne smiled in glee. She watched Jin look at his fists, then look up. She blinked, knowing she had to go to him. Immediately she was standing over her brother's bloody corpse. Jin was astonished, "I…"
Dionne smiled, knowing her promise was fulfilled.
He looked at her, and immediately grabbed her, and hugged her close. Not knowing what else to do, she gently returned the embrace, and there was a great rumble. The two broke apart, and noticed Damien's body had evaporated into thin air.
"You're free, Jin. You changed your destiny," Dionne spoke softly, smiling at him.
He turned to her, and smiled back, "I couldn't have done it without you," taking her hands.
"Is this everything you hoped for?" she asked sarcastically, "You know, kicking a demon's ass and all?"
He chuckled, "I'd have to say so," he admitted, but then he noticed Dionne frown, and gently pull her hands away, "What's up?" he asked her, his countenance changing to concern.
"You don't belong here," she spoke softly, and faced him once more.
He arched a brow, "What are you saying?"
"You belong at home…with your wife…you're both so young," she spoke softly.
The smile slowly faded from Jin's face as he cupped her cheek, "I know it's not your fault…"
"No," she said, pulling away once more, "But it will be my fault if I lie to you,"
He arched a curious brow.
"You can get her back, Jin. You can be with your wife again," she said, feeling her heart breaking with every word. She sighed, knowing it was detrimental to them both for getting her heart involved.
"What are you saying, Dionne?"
"Go home," she said softly, "And forget about…everything," she spoke, turning away, and disappearing.
Jin looked confused as he looked down. He wanted Adelin back, but simultaneously, it upset him to see his new companion so hurt. Before he could think anymore, he felt himself slowly losing consciousness once more.
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Hours later…
"Are you sure this is what you want?" the head demon leaned on his elbows, and stared his daughter straight in the ebony eyes.
She nodded, "Yes father,"
The man faced Kazuya, and Kazuya shrugged, "I think you're making a mistake, Kiddo," he attempted to reason with the girl.
"It's my decision," Dionne reminded them both, "I just came to say goodbye,"
The two men looked at her, "Then I will miss you, my daughter," he spoke lowly as she disappeared. He blinked, and looked at Kazuya. He sighed, and left the room.
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Jin woke up to sickeningly sweet sunshine. He turned on his back and extended his arms, only to feel a partner next to him. He sat up, and looked. The figure, covered by a blanket, was serenely in place. Jin slowly moved the blanket from the head, and gasped in shock.
"Well I'll be damned," he muttered, seeing his wife lying fast asleep. He looked in the corner, and her luggage sat there with her clothes atop it. She blinked slowly, and smiled up at her husband.
"Hello there, sleepy," she smiled lazily.
Jin wrapped his arms around her, and held her close for a long time. Adelin chuckled, "Sheesh, I missed you too,"
"I love you," he spoke suddenly.
She smiled, and returned the embrace. She kissed his cheek, and he let her go to look at her. He gazed her over from head to toe, and moved his hands through her hair. She skimmed her fingers along his jaw, and he kissed her fingers.
"How was your trip?" Jin asked, savoring the moment before it slipped away.
"Horrible! The weather sucked!" she spoke.
He got out of bed, and walked to the window. He noticed rain, and dark clouds, "Really? Did anything strange happen?"
She shook her head, "Nope. But I had a pretty strange dream…I remember it, because it seemed so real," she explained softly.
"What happened?" he asked, opening the curtains.
"Someone kidnapped me, and…"
Jin turned and faced the young woman, "I'm sorry," he cut her off. She looked a bit surprised, but simply shrugged.
"It was just a dream,"
Jin nodded, "So it was," he agreed, sitting next to her, and putting an arm around her, "So it was."
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Earlier…
"What are you doing here?" the light seemed to speak to the dark demoness.
"I'm here for a soul," she muttered lowly. There was a brief pause of silence.
"We don't make mistakes," the light spoke softly with an undertone that said 'unlike you'.
"No, no, I meant…look, can I just have a word with your boss?" the demoness spoke in shades.
The light disappeared shortly, and Dionne followed close behind. She bowed in reverence as she felt the presence of the herald angel.
"Yes, Dionne?" the voice demanded with a degree of an austere tone.
"I'm here to make an exchange," she spoke lowly.
"We appreciate the offer, but…"
"I'm here to offer my soul in the stead of another," she explained.
Silence plagued the time-space continuum, "I'm listening, my child,"
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Present…
Jin looked up into the dreary sky and his wife kissed his cheek. He smiled at her, and brushed his fingers along her pale cheeks, and then through her jet-black mane. He looked into her eyes, and blinked.
"What?" she asked, skimming his face.
He looked deep into her eyes, and then shook his head, "Nothing," he said lowly. He looked up at the sky and smiled, "Thanks, Di," he spoke softly. The breeze immediately brushed by his face, and moved through his hair, blowing his bangs aside. He felt the wind move across his lips very gently, and he smiled. He put an arm around his wife, hugged her closer, and continued their walk.
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