Chapter 4:

Growing Up... Literally

Ow... my whole body was scratched and scarred. I ached all over. I struggled to get back up. I felt weird and really fucking woozy but I ran as fast as my shitty legs would let me. I dodged trees and jumped over fallen logs and brush. I was in some type of forest. I slowed down into a walk and tried to find a way out. I knew my only chance to survive was to find Jin. All my fucking life I had never been so dependant on someone, but that all changed when Jin and I became close. The closeness would rival that of what Zack and I had. We were like siblings. But he's fucking dead now. Ain't nothin' I can do about that now. And everything we were, is six-feet under with him, god-damnit.

I stumbled and caught myself on a tree limb. I looked up at the tree and found a Japanese symbol that I didn't recognize etched in the bark covered in splattered blood. I jumped back. Duh. You didn't actually think I'd stay there and say, Oooh... what a pretty sign of death. I think I'll stay here and look like those dumb asses on the 'Blair Witch Project'. Fucking DUH, shit. I turned and saw the same on another tree. I began to panic. I ran dodging each tree. Every one that I saw had the same symbol on it. I ran so fast I could hardly see where I was going. I turned my head to see what was behind me. DUMB ASS MISTAKE! A strange spirit lunged at me. I jumped and dodged it.... barely. The thing looked like a sphinx or a mystic type of fierce lion and had a glowing blueish-white-kinda black aura about it with red eyes. It flew at me and scraped my left arm near the shoulder. Ok, who ever told you that ghosts pass right through you and don't hurt, they are a bunch of fucking dim wits. I grabbed my arm and screamed. It felt as if my bone was on fire or lava for that matter. My arm burned but I ran. The spirit flew after me. I found myself running for my life. I didn't stop until I reached a dark alley where I jet out into the street and down the sidewalk, hoping I had lost it. I held tight to my arm and made my way to somewhere, anywhere that I found familiar.

It was night. I couldn't find out how long I had been lost. After about what felt like fucking three hours, I came upon Mishima Tech. Yes! About damn time! I thought. I actually remembered my way home from the school and took it. I came upon Jin's home about fifteen minutes later and walked up to the door. I heard Jin inside talking to Hwoarang at least I think. I knocked on the door. I was greeted by a very different Jin. His eyes were cold and his voice was too.

"Can I help you, Miss?" Jin asked.

"Huh? Jin. It's me. It's me Cyn." I was confused but I tried to find out what he was talking about. Jin rolled his eyes,

"Look, what do you want lady?" he was seriously confusing me.

"Jin-"

"Look I've had it with you 'fan girls' now go away." Jin went to close the door. I panicked.

"Kazama-sensei!!" I fell to my knees not caring about the passing people. Jin stopped dead in his tracks. "Kazama-sensei..." I pleaded. Jin turned around, a surprised look of disbelief.

"C-C-Cyn?" Jin's voice became warmer. I looked up at him, and I swear I must have looked fucking pathetic. He turned and helped me up and into the house, not taking his eyes off of me. I walked into the kitchen where Hwoarang was sitting.

"You, Kazama who-" Hwoarang looked up at me and suddenly fell backwards hitting the floor. I walked over to help him but he got up before I got to him. Jin turned me back around to face him.

"Cyn, what happened to you?" I gave him a confused look.

"Huh?" Jin nodded to Hwoarang and they dragged me into the guest room (which used to be mine) and in front of a body mirror. What I saw changed me forever.

A girl about nineteen years old was staring back at me. She was a fully-grown woman with long red hair that faded to black and electric blue eyes. Her clothes were ripped and torn and she bore scratches of all kinds. There was a strange black symbol on her left arm near the shoulder. The scar was jet black and in the form of what looked like a sideways eye and the rim bones of demonic wings. It took me a while to figure out that she was or IS me. I turned to look at Jin. I was so confused, probably more than he and Hwoarang. I turned back to my reflection and immediately knew that my appearance was why Jin thought I was an imposter.

"Cyn." Jin's voice came. I turned to look at him. "What happened?"

"I-I-I don't know." I answered, picking at the ugly fucking ass scar on my arm. I started to bleed and Jin grabbed my arm to stop me.

"I should go. My gang is waitin'. I'm happy to see you Cyn. Really I am, but I've gotta go." I nodded as he left the room. Jin sighed.

"Wait here." I did as I was told and Jin came back with a first aid kit about a few minutes later. He cleaned my wounds and looked at the scar on my arm. "Kaeisyn." He muttered.

"Huh?" Jin looked at me. "What's 'Kaeisyn'?" I asked.

"It's a complicated and very long story." Jin sighed.

"Please?" I asked, I always like it when Jin told me stories, especially ones of battle. He smiled and sat down beside me.

"Over six million years ago, in Yoshima, Japan, there were three demons. These demons were all siblings and they worked for the 'Ultimate Demon'. Their names were, Toshin (/Toe-shin/), Zinken (/Zin-kin/), Kaeisyn (/Kay-sin/). Zinken and Toshin were the same age and Kaeisyn was the youngest. Each had their own symbol. They were evil demons and loved power. They consumed so much of it that one day they were defeated by three human siblings that used their own power against them. They vowed that one day they would return. Indeed they have. You have been branded. By Kaeisyn." He finished.

"Oh." I was depressed. Now I'm a fucking vesicle for an evil demon spirit. Great. Just father fucking GREAT. Can't you feel the sarcasm? Jin looked at me.

"Hey." I looked up. "Don't feel bad, I was too." What? Was I actually hearing him right? Apparently. "See?" he lifted the shirt sleeve on his left arm and showed me a scar that was pitch black and in the form of two lightning bolts within one another. It was an awesome sight, except for the fact that it was so damn evil.

"Kazama-sensei?" I said weighing my eyes to the floor.

"Yes?" he answered.

"How much time has gone?"

"About five to six months."

"Damn." I said. I hadn't trained in forever it seemed. Jin nodded and stood up.

"You've had a long enough experience. Rest now." I crawled underneath my bed sheets and fell asleep almost immediately, hearing only his few words before drifting off....

"You're going to need it for the battle, little one."