Chapter 7:
Preparation and Explanation
Damn. Jin led us back to the small temple that I originally summoned Zenkin. Er Zinken. Ah fuck it, it's pronounced the same anyway, damn. Well, needless to say what was going to happen next would led up to an event that happened over three thousand (3000) years ago. Weird? You don't know the half of it.
"Why are we here, Master Kazama?" I remember saying to him, calling him by Master so I wouldn't anger him. He's scary when he's angry... Jin didn't answer me. He stopped inside the temple and in the middle of the floor, dropping the heavy bundle. There were multiple clangs and clunks, so I figure what he was carrying around was metal. And I was right. Well, sort of.
"Three thousand years ago, in a land not too far from here, three dark demons ruled the three parts of Japan, Korea, and much of China." I remember him saying, his back facing us and his arms crossed (via: Mishima Stance), "Luckily for the world, Three human siblings dared to challenge them. The three were barely adults, each of them had their own power. The older two were twins, although in legend it says they looked very much different. The youngest, looked like the older two combined, but all three, had their own special power. The twins, wielded the powers of lightning, earth, sky, and wind. The young one wielded fire and all forms of water from ice to its liquid form."
Hwoarang and I listened intently. I knew Jin had been hiding something, and that now was the time he decided to tell, the bastard. The wrong damn time. Jin ripped off the brown dusted blanket to reveal three old but newly polished samari suits, armor and all(except for the helmet, thank god...) and swords.
"We are the three to challenge the forces of darkness." Jin said, I remember his eyes narrowing as if he wished not to admit it or was it something else?
"W-W-What?!" I exclaimed, ready to ask him if he had lost his goddamned mind. "I don't have magic powers and neither do you and Hwoarang. I think we would have known by NOW." I went off, forgetting whom it was I was talking to. Jin's eyes narrowed at me, like a dumb ass, I didn't back down. Jin, broke out and landed a high kick, then a punch and to the ground I went. I remember it vividly as if the motherfucker was yesterday. I rolled onto my back and Jin scolded me. Telling me how it was my fault in the first place and how he didn't want to hear any complaining from me. The truth hurts, but he had the power to take me out of this world, and I bet he still does.
I didn't back talk him. All, I said was, 'Yes, Master Kazama.' and bowed (so I wouldn't get my ass kicked). Jin tossed one suit to Hwoarang. It was black and white, with an almost white blue and a hunters green. I supposed that he held earth and wind. Jin handed me mine next,
"Arigato, Master Kazama." I bowed, taking the heavy mother fucker in my arms. Mine was black and white, with a sapphire blue and a flaming red on it. Great! I'm fire and water! Lota good THAT'S gonna do me. Jin's was black and white, with golden lighting and silver tracing it. His also had a storm like grey-blue so I figured he had lighting and sky. He told us to change into them and that's what we did.
Afterwards Jin started to sprinkle white power in a circle and then making a triangle touching the circle's sides, inside of it. He placed white candles around the circle. Jin also grabbed a red, dark blue, light blue, green, yellow, grey, and another white and set them by twos near the three points of the triangle. I guessed they symbolized our 'supposed' powers. talking my hand he led me to a point where a red and a dark blue candle were on each side. He did the same with Hwoarang before lighting all of the candles, handing us small sheets of paper with a chant of some god-damned sort, and taking all of the other light in the room out. Standing at his point of the triangle, Jin instructed us to read it in unison.
Armesah ana ceksanu isch fosa larenza,
Seey mehanna yu-yu miharice kalinsa.
Min kaksa legasch thitchmin weon,
Sakana mei peixmei lai toin.
A strange glowing white aura filled the circle like a spot light. My head felt as if it was on fire. My skin was cold but I was hot inside. I struggled to look at Hwoarang. He was surrounded by what seemed a tornado and was being cut by thorns. I suddenly felt scared. I twisted my head to Jin, only to find him, being struck by a silenced lighting bolt. 'Wait.' I remember thinking was I stopped trying to break free of the ice that had enclosed my arms and the hot flames at my feet, 'This. This is a test.' I couldn't believe it. I was smiling. But to this day, I can't figure out why. Was it the surge of adrenaline and power that pulsed through my body? Was I power-hungry? Or was it by how ironic my situation was, and how I would have never imagined anything like this to happen? I've asked myself many times, and I still can't find my answer. But I know, that the events that were ahead, would somehow speed up and start to take form, or would it?