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Author's Note: Heya guys yet again, I'm posting this up pretty quick, huh? Lol, well, while I'm posting with lightning speed for once, I am also writing a undecided to be unpublished sequel to this, so MAYBE watch out for that
Wow, I miss Tekken.
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STORM OF LOVE
Chapter Three
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There was a knock on Hwoarang's door; he got up to open it.
"What are you doing here, Kazama?"
"I came to ask you some questions, no fighting."
"Whatever." Hwoarang sat down on the sofa and Jin sat opposite him.
"Do you love her, Xiaoyu, that is?" Jin started
"What? You weirdo, is that any of your fking business?"
"Yes, I'm making it my business, now do you truly love her?"
"Yeah, as a matter of fact, I do, what's it to you anyway?"
"She's my friend, I don't wanna see her getting hurt when you dump her."
"Who says I wanna dump her? She's the greatest girlfriend I ever had; no one's ever loved me like this before. Xiaoyu's a great person. Why are you so interested anyway, lightning boy?" Hwoarang then cast the trademark smirk, "I know what this is, you like her too don'tcha? But you're gobsmacked she chose me over you. Well, Kazama, I'm warning you, stay away from her, you might not care about Xiaoyu getting hurt but I do, I will beat the crap out of you if something bad happens to her."
"Shut up Hwoarang, don't tell me I don't care about her getting hurt, I knew her before you, and I cared about her, but oh- You just had to butt in sweeping her off her feet, didn't you? Do you know what you've done to me? I loved Xiaoyu and you took her away before I could even do anything! Damn you!"
Hwoarang stared at Jin with hate and amazement. Jin then stood up and left. He was filled with so much sadness and anger that he let out a cry as a shadow and lightning appeared out of nowhere and hit his chest, the devil had taken over.
'NO! GET AWAY, YOU CAN'T TAKE ME!'
'YOU MIGHT AS WELL SURRENDER NOW, YOU PATHETIC WEAKLING'
"Jin, you have to fight the devil within." said a spirit voice that sounded like Jun Kazama. "You can do it, my son!"
'NOOOOOO!'
Jin collapsed to the ground.
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"Jin, Jin. Please wake up. Jin, are you all right? Wake up, Jin."
"...Where am I?"
"Jin, it's Ling here. Are you hurt?!"
"...Xiaoyu..."
"Sh... It's OK..." Ling Xiaoyu comforted him as she lay his head in her lap.
Ling looked down at Jin's scratched face and stroked it, 'DAMN. he was so good looking.' Just minutes earlier that morning, she had found Jin on her way to the fighting stadium, she had no idea what had happened to him but she assumed that it was something bad, and that it must have happened the night before on his way home, luckily she had gone to a nearby phone and called for the ambulance.
Ling put the palm of her right hand on Jin's forehead and noticed he had some strange marking on it, she scanned her fingers over the print.
"...Devil..." Ling froze at her own words.
She had heard before that Jin's father had made a pact with the devil very long ago, it was said that he sold his soul in return for Satan's strength, and when Jun, the most wonderfully gifted person, gave birth to Jin, he had inherited the infamous devil gene from his late father, and also that whoever unfortunate enough to have the devil gene itself, is imprinted with strange markings on their body when they lose control of the devil within, which is usually at moments of sadness or anger.
Ling Xiaoyu gasped.
'Oh no, I hope he didn't do anything to Hwoarang.' she thought. She looked down and saw that Jin was gaining consciousness.
"Oh God, I feel like I've been to Hell and back." Jin murmured.
'Funny you should think that' Xiaoyu thought to herself, feeling relieved as Jin was awake again.
She saw that Jin had sat up and his head was no longer in her arms.
"I assume you didn't have a good sleep." Xiaoyu tried to joke.
Jin looked into her eyes, Xiaoyu blushed and looked away.
"I'm making you feel uncomfortable and awkward, huh?" Jin asked, politely.
"Um... not really." This time when she answered it was her turn to stare at him.
"Jin..."
"Yeah?.."
"Nothing. Um...Let's get you back to the mansion."
"Okay." Jin stood up but his legs were feeling weak so he had to lean on Xiaoyu. "By the way, thanks for finding me."
'He's so beautiful, if only I wasn't with Hwoarang, he's so close to me... Why am I thinking like this?'
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Julia lay down on the grass field.
'Michelle, if only you were here, you would give me encouragement, I can't do this by myself.'
'...Yes, yes you can...'
"What?! Who's there?"
'You can do it, Julia...Believe in yourself. You have the strength, my child.'
'I love you, Michelle.'
'I will always love you...'
Julia sat up at stared into nothing.
"She's still alive!"
Julia had lost all hope of ever finding Michelle until now, she knew she didn't have that much time left so Julia began to sit up when she suddenly remembered the handsome stranger she had seen the other day, whilst breaking into the Mishima household. He was so powerful, and that hair was certainly different...
'Who was this man? And how was he related to Heihachi Mishima?'
Then Julia suddenly thought back to what her mother had said when she was still a little girl,
'Jun never should have got involved with that Kazuya, he's caused nothing but trouble. Her hearted broke when he died; and just to think, she found out she was pregnant too...'
She knew it! Jun Kazama named her son Jin, so that must have been the young man's name, she had already knew Jun was his mother, so Kazuya Mishima must have been...
"His father." Julia whispered coldly clutching her pendant.
She wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, and her heart was beating faster.
How could have she been so stupid to have told him about Michelle? He had to be trouble! He was living with Heihachi Mishima!
Julia scolded herself. No wonder she had fallen for him, it was all part of the Mishima charm. Just like when Jun had got involved with Kazuya.
Julia noticed that tears were welling up in her eyes, she was thinking too much at the same time, and thoughts of Michelle just saddened her.
She quickly got up and left for her room.
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It was the final day of the tournament and the fight was between Jin and Hwoarang.
Hwoarang had promised himself that this time he would beat Jin Kazama once and for all. Jin had beaten Paul for the final and Hwoarang had beaten Lei, who had won against Ling Xiaoyu. Hwoarang was quite glad his girlfriend didn't win because that meant he would have to face her.
Hwoarang had just pushed his way through the spectators into the fighting arena; Jin was nowhere to be seen. Hwoarang did a few stretches to warm himself up, suddenly he saw Jin strolling into the arena.
"Jin Kazama, you're finished."
"Hwoarang, just get on with it."
'READY, SET, FIGHT!' burst the loudspeaker
Jin got ready for his first punch to Hwoarang's nose, and Hwoarang aimed a kick at Jin. They set off to do the moves, but they couldn't.
Both of them just froze on the spot. They tried to redo their moves, but they just couldn't. They suddenly jumped at the site of a hideous being. It began to speak.
"YOU ARE ALL WEAK, YOU DO NOT HAVE THE POWER TO BEAT ME!"
The creature was Ogre, and it had sensed the two powerful fighters and their strong spirits.
Jin and Hwoarang looked at each other for a while and figured out that they weren't destined to fight each other, as hard as they tried to. It was not meant to be. There was no winner between them. That was why they couldn't even get a hit.
Finally, after struggling to put their entire differences aside, they decided that they must fight together as one. The audience had all ran away a few minutes before, so now it was just Jin and Hwoarang. They both got into fighting stance. They looked across to each other and nodded once. Jin powercharged for his lightning fist and Hwoarang used his hunting hawk.
Ogre received the blows and fell to the floor, he seemed unconscious, but he was far from beaten.
Both Jin and Hwoarang stared in disbelief at the beast for a moment and turned to look at each other.
Ogre suddenly got up, only it didn't look like Ogre, the monster now had a hideous pair of fangs shooting out from its bottom jaw, it had become larger and it looked more like a monster than Ogre was. Ogre had transformed into his true self- The True Ogre.
"I can defeat you!" a feminine voice shouted, it was Julia, and she was holding up some ancient piece of rock. She chanted something and aimed it at Ogre, but the beast was too strong for her, and knocked her flying, Julia lay still on the arena ground, she had fainted.
"I will get you, you pathetic excuse for a monster!" Hwoarang screamed. The Ogre looked at Jin, and did a painful backhand on him. Hwoarang stared in shock. Jin was now also lying on the floor, not that far away from Julia. He looked up at the True Ogre.
"AND NOW FOR THE FINISHING TOUCHES." Ogre bellowed amusingly. It was going to do a bodyslam on Jin.
Hwoarang saw this and he told himself that pride is nothing compared to friendship. He did not know why he had suddenly cast Jin as a friend. Maybe it was because Jin had the equal strengths to his. Or maybe because it was because Jin made him realize how lucky he is to have Xiaoyu as a girlfriend. So he leapt out in front of Jin Kazama's body to protect it from the monster's attack.
Hwoarang waited for the blow, but he didn't get it. He opened his eyes and saw that Ogre had gone, Julia's pendant was now out of her hands moving about on the ground.
Hwoarang was so confused and filled with shock.
'What just happened? Was it real?' His head was filled with questions he didn't know the answer to. He looked at Jin's limp body, and Julia's lifeless form.
Hwoarang slowly got up and ran away.
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