Tekken 24
Disclaimer: Don't own "24" or "Tekken".
OOC Note: Went to the Linkin Park concert in Chicago. Awesome show!
The following takes place between 3:00 pm and 4:00 pm.
Events occur in real time.
3:00:00- Hwoarang began driving towards the safehouse. He didn't know how to tell Jin about Julia. He figured the two were close. He was her fiancé after all. There wasn't ever going to be an easy way to say it.
"I found out something. You might take this a little hard." He said.
"Julia's dead, isn't she?" Jin said.
The statement seemed a little cold at first, but it seemed not only obvious, but eventual. If they couldn't get to him, go for the next person who knew a lot about the gene.
Jin was now out of touch. He looked at the road ahead with a blank stare, which wasn't new when something bothered him. There's was no emotion, no telling what type of anger, sadness, despair, or hatred was in his eyes. Probably all of them.
Hwoarang knew where the safehouse was, but didn't know what to do once he got there.
Hwoarang's phone rang.
"Doo San." He said.
"Hey."
It was Wallace.
"What's up?" Hwoarang asked.
"I just got a call from Terry Branch. He's a coroner we got working on Julia Chang. We just found something."
"What is it?" he asked.
"The body isn't Julia Chang."
"What are you talking about?" Hwoarang asked.
"It seems there's some kind of robot underneath. But it sounds like some kind of double to me." Wallace said.
"Robot?" Hwoarang said, looking over at Jin.
Jin became curious. Still brooding, he looked over at Hwoarang.
"Yeah. It's strange. I was wondering if you two could go over there to check it out." Wallace said.
"I thought you wanted us to go to the safehouse and baby-sit." Hwoarang said, not happy with running errands.
"I could throw you in jail. But right now, for all we know, the assassin's think Kazama's still at Mishima. He's not in immediate danger." Wallace said.
"Fine. Where is this place?" Hwoarang said.
"The GPS system. I'll upload the address." Wallace said.
On the console, the little system dinged. A female voice could be heard in the car.
"Turn left in two blocks."
"Good. It's working." Wallace said.
"It speaks English too." Hwoarang said.
For the first time in about five minutes, Jin chuckled.
3:06:12- Lee didn't understand it. How could Heihachi be alive? Nina shot him in the head!
Heihachi stood on the other side of the room, preparing to bare his soul to the board.
"What I plan to do, is to use Combot as not only a revolutionary step in fighting technology, but as a step forward in making the first successful walking and talking cyborg.
Lee had had enough now. This was now out of control way, going way to fast for coherent thought.
The board was beginning to love whatever he said, like they always did. He had to leave before he vomited. Everything was going south. Heihachi should be dead, but for the biggest motherfucking reason, he wasn't.
"If you'll excuse me. I have something to attend to." Lee said, the whole board looking at Heihachi like little kids listening to a story.
Lee left the boardroom, moving into his office. He reached into the refrigerator that was built into his desk and pulled out a bottle of water. He began to gulp it down, sweating profusely. God, he was nervous. Heihachi wasn't dead, and his plans to take over the company had failed. Maybe there wasn't such a thing as a perfect plan after all.
He stood up and began pacing, wondering what he was going to do next. He couldn't think. His mind was drawing a blank. Brain farts really did suck. He gulped down more water. He turned around and started going back down the straight line he just walked.
He thought he heard more footsteps besides his own in the office. Either that or maybe he was hallucinating. He continued pacing, and then turned around again.
This time his suspicions were right. A fist came right into his face.
3:12:10- Nina had completed her job. She had already left the rooftop and the building itself. The rifle in the case she held was of a unique design. She had killed the man who made it. She still carried the case as she walked down the street. But it wasn't just some normal case. It would be too suspicious. She chose a cello case. She'd seen it done in some old spy movie. It was pretty slick. With the right outfit, she'd blend in nicely.
The street was crowded with afternoon traffic. Shoppers, people just walking, joggers, etc. She was just one of many.
Up ahead at an intersection, a crowd began to cross to Nina's side of the sidewalk. Nina continued forward, not paying too much attention.
At the right time, the crowd collided with Nina's. A woman next to Nina pulled out a gun and fired immediately. Nina ducked as soon as she heard the shot. The bullet continued hitting a teenager in the chest. The unknown assassin continued to fire, not caring who she hit. Nina ran and the assassin followed.
Nina took a look back at her assailant, she knew who it was. It was her sister, Anna. She had found out about her in files from Mishima Zaibatsu. When she was in cryosleep, she forgot all about her, but she had done some research when she found about she had a sister. It was a bit weird, realizing she didn't remember having any relationship whatsoever with her.
Nina ducked behind a tree and pulled out her rifle. Having a shootout in broad daylight in downtown Tokyo should be interesting.
3:20:04- Hwoarang pulled into a clinic. It was fairly small for such an important matter. Security must be small. He put the transmission into park and got out. Jin followed.
The two walked into the clinic and were taken aback when they noticed that there was nobody in the lobby, if you could call it that. This obviously wasn't a normal doctor's office. It seemed like an office building. Cubicles were lined up in aisles from the front door towards the back of the room, about 100 little working quarters in all.
They walked into the back room where they heard some noise.
Upon entering, they could see that they were in the morgue. Rows of lockers lined the walls. They were for holding the bodies, no doubt. In the center of the room, they saw Terry Branch working on Julia.
"Julia?" Jin said, moving forward.
Hwoarang stepped in.
"Hold it there, pal. You should know that that's not her. It's some kind of a robot." Hwoarang said.
Jin pushed him aside with ease. Hwoarang followed him. Upon looking at the body, they saw that it was a Combot. Having fought one a year ago brought back memories. Hwoarang noticed its features and declared it was inactive. The body of the robot was still covered in Julia's skin.
Hwoarang left, leaving Jin to himself, and the doctor to his work. He took out his phone, calling Mishima Zaibatsu.
"Mishima Zaibatsu, Mr. Mishima's office." The woman said.
It was his secretary.
"I need to speak to Heihachi." Hwoarang said.
"Who is this?" she asked.
"This is a friend of his grandson. Hwoarang Doo San. It's an emergency." He said.
"I'm afraid he's in a meeting right now." She said.
"I don't give a fuck if he's on Mars, put him on the phone!" he said, aggravated.
"He's in a meeting with his board of directors and can't be interrupted!" she exclaimed.
"Lady, if you don't put him on the line right now, you'll be speaking to the board of directors!" he yelled.
The line clicked, and Hwoarang thought she hung up, but a few seconds later Heihachi came on.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Heihachi, you son of a bitch." Hwoarang said.
"Who is this?" Heihachi said.
"Hwoarang Doo San. I'm protecting Jin." He said.
"Oh. Why are you so distressed?" Heihachi asked, seeming concerned.
"Cut the crap, what are you up to?" Hwoarang said, feeling like he could break something.
"What are you talking about?"
"The Combot you replaced Julia Chang with."
"What?"
"You know what I'm talking about. Your company is the only with the design and right now, I'm looking at the corpse of Julia Chang, but it seems that her fucking insides were replaced with a Combot!" Hwoarang said, hitting the wall with enough force to crack it.
"I'm sorry, I have no idea what you are talking about and I'm busy right now."
Heihachi hung up.
"Goddammit!" Hwoarang screamed.
3:32:39- Nina was running down a street, unable to find out where her sister had gone to. This was becoming a problem. Nina had tried to find a way out of this for the past twelve blocks, and Anna had found her. Not to mention the police were getting involved now.
Nina ran out into the street and in front of an oncoming car. She fired one shot from her rifle into the air. The driver got out and she went in, peeling out, and ducking her head from the incoming shots from Anna.
It was the best thing she could do. She had to get away from Anna and the heat.
3:37:42- Wallace walked through the door to his office at the UN. His phone was ringing as he walked in and he was throw the coffee and food from McDonalds onto the desk, hoping the caller wouldn't hang up. He grabbed the phone off his belt at the same time as the food landed on the desk, fries going everywhere. "Dammit!" Wallace said, right into the phone.
"Hello?" Hwoarang said on the other end.
"Hwoarang. No, sorry. My lunch just fell all over the floor." Wallace said.
"A little late for lunch isn't it?" Hwoarang asked.
"Not for me it isn't. Haven't eaten all day." Wallace said, trying to pick up the fries, throwing them in the trash.
"You and me both. Look, I think I may have an idea of who's behind the robot ordeal; maybe the person who's trying to kill Jin as well." Hwoarang said.
"Who?" Wallace asked.
"Heihachi Mishima." Hwoarang said.
"Whoa. That doesn't make much sense though. He could have killed Jin back at his building." Wallace said.
"Not really. He'd try to keep his name away from this. He's almost certainly hired a hit man. Thus the men that chased us. They either worked for the hit man or were his Tekken Force. You wouldn't be able to directly tie either of them to Mishima." Hwoarang explained.
"I see. What about the robot? How does he tie in with that?" Wallace asked, unwrapping his double cheeseburger.
"Lee Chaolan introduced a cyborg called 'Combot' back at the fourth King of Iron Fist. Afterwards, he must have struck a deal or friendship with Heihachi. Which seems odd." Hwoarang said.
"If Lee made this machine, it could have been him." Wallace said.
"I doubt it. Heihachi has always wanted Jin for some reason or another. Lee seems like the bitch in this relationship. Heihachi is the head of the company; he would have access to everything." Hwoarang said.
"Well, I'll keep tabs on both of them." Wallace said.
"Good. Be careful about it. Heihachi is pretty ruthless." Hwoarang warned.
"I will." Wallace said, hanging up so he could eat.
3:43:12- Heihachi stood at the door to his office. His ploy worked. He was afraid Lee found out about his little project, but seeing his Combot double lying in a pool of blood at his desk proved otherwise.
The phone call from Hwoarang was troublesome. His suspicious were dead on, and Heihachi didn't think his lying helped the matter.
He walked over to the desk and picked up the phone, glancing at his dead self. He dialed a number and after a few rings, somebody picked up.
"Yes?" Anna's voice filled the receiver.
"I have another job for you." He said.
"Along with my sister?" she asked.
"Yes. Do remember the young red-headed hotshot named Hwoarang? You fought him at the third tournament." Heihachi said.
"How could I forget?" she said, sounding seductive towards his mention.
"I need you to kill him." He said.
"Payment on delivery?" she asked.
"You got it." He said.
"It'll be done." She said, hanging up.
3:48:07- Hwoarang walked back into the morgue. Jin stood listening to Branch explain the art of the autopsy. Hwoarang thought human anatomy was basic. A man doesn't have breasts, but had a dick. A woman had breasts, but no dick. Simple really.
Jin paid attention. He found this kind of interesting. Back in high school, he never was into his schoolwork. You read a book and answered questions. He was more of a hands-on type of guy. This was his style. Instead of learning about the body from a textbook, he would work out and find out about muscles he never knew existed. Now he was learning about skin and how to use a scalpel from an actual coroner.
"Jin! We're outta here." Hwoarang said, beginning to walk back to the car.
Jin apologized for leaving abruptly and left the man to his work.
Hwoarang was opening the door to the SUV. Jin was wondering what the reason for the rush was.
"What gives?" Jin asked.
"Get in, I'll explain." Hwoarang said, getting in.
Jin got in and watched Hwoarang start the car and begin to pull out.
"You gonna tell me what's going on?" Jin asked.
"I think you're grandfather is behind this."
"Wouldn't surprise me. You know what he did at the fourth tournament?" Jin asked.
"Yeah, which is why I'm getting out of here. We need to keep you protected. He sends his hordes of Tekken Force at us; we'd probably last ten minutes. They'd just keep coming." Hwoarang said.
Hwoarang's phone rang.
"Doo San." He said.
"This is Julia Chang." A woman's voice said.
"It can't be." Hwoarang said.
"It is. I'm in trouble. Somebody shot me with some sort of tranquilizer. I have no clue where I am." She said.
"How did you get this number?" Hwoarang asked.
"I called the UN. I asked for Jin Kazama, my fiancée, and they put me through to you, I guess." She said.
Her voice was shaking, she sounded scared. She was quiet, too.
"Look. Stay on the line for a second, Julia. You'll be okay." Hwoarang said.
Jin hadn't been paying too much attention, but that changed when he heard her name.
Hwoarang put the phone down and looked at the console. He pulled the car over to the side of the road. He hit a button, and instead of a CD player, a small plasma monitor came out. A menu came up on the screen, displaying various options and help menus. He hit one option, and another menu came up. It displayed various options to do with a phone. He hit the option, "Trace a call", and then typed in his access number. The monitor showed that it was tracing the call. It then displayed the address for a mall that lied on the outskirts of the city. Hwoarang went back to the phone.
"Okay, Julia?" he asked.
"Yes." She said.
"We've got your location. We'll be there ASAP." He said, trying to sound reassuring.
"Please hurry. I think somebody's coming." She said.
The line disconnected. Hwoarang hung the phone up. He pulled back onto the road.
"Who was that?" Jin asked.
"Your fiancée might not be dead after all." Hwoarang said.
3:57:55- Lee woke up. His vision was clear. He looked around as if he woke form a bad dream.
He was strapped to a table inside a white room. On the far west wall, a pane of mirrored glass showed his reflection.
He heard a door open behind him. He could turn around to see it. A single pair of footsteps came alongside him, and then moved forward into view.
A man dressed in a long black trench coat, boots, and sunglasses walked along, backed turned.
"Who are you?" Lee asked.
"You know who I am, Chaolan." A familiar voice said.
The fear hit him. He began trying to get out, struggling. It was no good. He was in tight.
"No! No! Somebody help!" Lee screamed.
The man turned around. It was Kazuya. He smiled, showing off a nice pair of fangs. He then turned off his jacket and revealed a pair of wings. He moved towards Lee.
3:59:57. 3:59:58. 3:59:59. 4:00:00.
Disclaimer: Don't own "24" or "Tekken".
OOC Note: Went to the Linkin Park concert in Chicago. Awesome show!
The following takes place between 3:00 pm and 4:00 pm.
Events occur in real time.
3:00:00- Hwoarang began driving towards the safehouse. He didn't know how to tell Jin about Julia. He figured the two were close. He was her fiancé after all. There wasn't ever going to be an easy way to say it.
"I found out something. You might take this a little hard." He said.
"Julia's dead, isn't she?" Jin said.
The statement seemed a little cold at first, but it seemed not only obvious, but eventual. If they couldn't get to him, go for the next person who knew a lot about the gene.
Jin was now out of touch. He looked at the road ahead with a blank stare, which wasn't new when something bothered him. There's was no emotion, no telling what type of anger, sadness, despair, or hatred was in his eyes. Probably all of them.
Hwoarang knew where the safehouse was, but didn't know what to do once he got there.
Hwoarang's phone rang.
"Doo San." He said.
"Hey."
It was Wallace.
"What's up?" Hwoarang asked.
"I just got a call from Terry Branch. He's a coroner we got working on Julia Chang. We just found something."
"What is it?" he asked.
"The body isn't Julia Chang."
"What are you talking about?" Hwoarang asked.
"It seems there's some kind of robot underneath. But it sounds like some kind of double to me." Wallace said.
"Robot?" Hwoarang said, looking over at Jin.
Jin became curious. Still brooding, he looked over at Hwoarang.
"Yeah. It's strange. I was wondering if you two could go over there to check it out." Wallace said.
"I thought you wanted us to go to the safehouse and baby-sit." Hwoarang said, not happy with running errands.
"I could throw you in jail. But right now, for all we know, the assassin's think Kazama's still at Mishima. He's not in immediate danger." Wallace said.
"Fine. Where is this place?" Hwoarang said.
"The GPS system. I'll upload the address." Wallace said.
On the console, the little system dinged. A female voice could be heard in the car.
"Turn left in two blocks."
"Good. It's working." Wallace said.
"It speaks English too." Hwoarang said.
For the first time in about five minutes, Jin chuckled.
3:06:12- Lee didn't understand it. How could Heihachi be alive? Nina shot him in the head!
Heihachi stood on the other side of the room, preparing to bare his soul to the board.
"What I plan to do, is to use Combot as not only a revolutionary step in fighting technology, but as a step forward in making the first successful walking and talking cyborg.
Lee had had enough now. This was now out of control way, going way to fast for coherent thought.
The board was beginning to love whatever he said, like they always did. He had to leave before he vomited. Everything was going south. Heihachi should be dead, but for the biggest motherfucking reason, he wasn't.
"If you'll excuse me. I have something to attend to." Lee said, the whole board looking at Heihachi like little kids listening to a story.
Lee left the boardroom, moving into his office. He reached into the refrigerator that was built into his desk and pulled out a bottle of water. He began to gulp it down, sweating profusely. God, he was nervous. Heihachi wasn't dead, and his plans to take over the company had failed. Maybe there wasn't such a thing as a perfect plan after all.
He stood up and began pacing, wondering what he was going to do next. He couldn't think. His mind was drawing a blank. Brain farts really did suck. He gulped down more water. He turned around and started going back down the straight line he just walked.
He thought he heard more footsteps besides his own in the office. Either that or maybe he was hallucinating. He continued pacing, and then turned around again.
This time his suspicions were right. A fist came right into his face.
3:12:10- Nina had completed her job. She had already left the rooftop and the building itself. The rifle in the case she held was of a unique design. She had killed the man who made it. She still carried the case as she walked down the street. But it wasn't just some normal case. It would be too suspicious. She chose a cello case. She'd seen it done in some old spy movie. It was pretty slick. With the right outfit, she'd blend in nicely.
The street was crowded with afternoon traffic. Shoppers, people just walking, joggers, etc. She was just one of many.
Up ahead at an intersection, a crowd began to cross to Nina's side of the sidewalk. Nina continued forward, not paying too much attention.
At the right time, the crowd collided with Nina's. A woman next to Nina pulled out a gun and fired immediately. Nina ducked as soon as she heard the shot. The bullet continued hitting a teenager in the chest. The unknown assassin continued to fire, not caring who she hit. Nina ran and the assassin followed.
Nina took a look back at her assailant, she knew who it was. It was her sister, Anna. She had found out about her in files from Mishima Zaibatsu. When she was in cryosleep, she forgot all about her, but she had done some research when she found about she had a sister. It was a bit weird, realizing she didn't remember having any relationship whatsoever with her.
Nina ducked behind a tree and pulled out her rifle. Having a shootout in broad daylight in downtown Tokyo should be interesting.
3:20:04- Hwoarang pulled into a clinic. It was fairly small for such an important matter. Security must be small. He put the transmission into park and got out. Jin followed.
The two walked into the clinic and were taken aback when they noticed that there was nobody in the lobby, if you could call it that. This obviously wasn't a normal doctor's office. It seemed like an office building. Cubicles were lined up in aisles from the front door towards the back of the room, about 100 little working quarters in all.
They walked into the back room where they heard some noise.
Upon entering, they could see that they were in the morgue. Rows of lockers lined the walls. They were for holding the bodies, no doubt. In the center of the room, they saw Terry Branch working on Julia.
"Julia?" Jin said, moving forward.
Hwoarang stepped in.
"Hold it there, pal. You should know that that's not her. It's some kind of a robot." Hwoarang said.
Jin pushed him aside with ease. Hwoarang followed him. Upon looking at the body, they saw that it was a Combot. Having fought one a year ago brought back memories. Hwoarang noticed its features and declared it was inactive. The body of the robot was still covered in Julia's skin.
Hwoarang left, leaving Jin to himself, and the doctor to his work. He took out his phone, calling Mishima Zaibatsu.
"Mishima Zaibatsu, Mr. Mishima's office." The woman said.
It was his secretary.
"I need to speak to Heihachi." Hwoarang said.
"Who is this?" she asked.
"This is a friend of his grandson. Hwoarang Doo San. It's an emergency." He said.
"I'm afraid he's in a meeting right now." She said.
"I don't give a fuck if he's on Mars, put him on the phone!" he said, aggravated.
"He's in a meeting with his board of directors and can't be interrupted!" she exclaimed.
"Lady, if you don't put him on the line right now, you'll be speaking to the board of directors!" he yelled.
The line clicked, and Hwoarang thought she hung up, but a few seconds later Heihachi came on.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Heihachi, you son of a bitch." Hwoarang said.
"Who is this?" Heihachi said.
"Hwoarang Doo San. I'm protecting Jin." He said.
"Oh. Why are you so distressed?" Heihachi asked, seeming concerned.
"Cut the crap, what are you up to?" Hwoarang said, feeling like he could break something.
"What are you talking about?"
"The Combot you replaced Julia Chang with."
"What?"
"You know what I'm talking about. Your company is the only with the design and right now, I'm looking at the corpse of Julia Chang, but it seems that her fucking insides were replaced with a Combot!" Hwoarang said, hitting the wall with enough force to crack it.
"I'm sorry, I have no idea what you are talking about and I'm busy right now."
Heihachi hung up.
"Goddammit!" Hwoarang screamed.
3:32:39- Nina was running down a street, unable to find out where her sister had gone to. This was becoming a problem. Nina had tried to find a way out of this for the past twelve blocks, and Anna had found her. Not to mention the police were getting involved now.
Nina ran out into the street and in front of an oncoming car. She fired one shot from her rifle into the air. The driver got out and she went in, peeling out, and ducking her head from the incoming shots from Anna.
It was the best thing she could do. She had to get away from Anna and the heat.
3:37:42- Wallace walked through the door to his office at the UN. His phone was ringing as he walked in and he was throw the coffee and food from McDonalds onto the desk, hoping the caller wouldn't hang up. He grabbed the phone off his belt at the same time as the food landed on the desk, fries going everywhere. "Dammit!" Wallace said, right into the phone.
"Hello?" Hwoarang said on the other end.
"Hwoarang. No, sorry. My lunch just fell all over the floor." Wallace said.
"A little late for lunch isn't it?" Hwoarang asked.
"Not for me it isn't. Haven't eaten all day." Wallace said, trying to pick up the fries, throwing them in the trash.
"You and me both. Look, I think I may have an idea of who's behind the robot ordeal; maybe the person who's trying to kill Jin as well." Hwoarang said.
"Who?" Wallace asked.
"Heihachi Mishima." Hwoarang said.
"Whoa. That doesn't make much sense though. He could have killed Jin back at his building." Wallace said.
"Not really. He'd try to keep his name away from this. He's almost certainly hired a hit man. Thus the men that chased us. They either worked for the hit man or were his Tekken Force. You wouldn't be able to directly tie either of them to Mishima." Hwoarang explained.
"I see. What about the robot? How does he tie in with that?" Wallace asked, unwrapping his double cheeseburger.
"Lee Chaolan introduced a cyborg called 'Combot' back at the fourth King of Iron Fist. Afterwards, he must have struck a deal or friendship with Heihachi. Which seems odd." Hwoarang said.
"If Lee made this machine, it could have been him." Wallace said.
"I doubt it. Heihachi has always wanted Jin for some reason or another. Lee seems like the bitch in this relationship. Heihachi is the head of the company; he would have access to everything." Hwoarang said.
"Well, I'll keep tabs on both of them." Wallace said.
"Good. Be careful about it. Heihachi is pretty ruthless." Hwoarang warned.
"I will." Wallace said, hanging up so he could eat.
3:43:12- Heihachi stood at the door to his office. His ploy worked. He was afraid Lee found out about his little project, but seeing his Combot double lying in a pool of blood at his desk proved otherwise.
The phone call from Hwoarang was troublesome. His suspicious were dead on, and Heihachi didn't think his lying helped the matter.
He walked over to the desk and picked up the phone, glancing at his dead self. He dialed a number and after a few rings, somebody picked up.
"Yes?" Anna's voice filled the receiver.
"I have another job for you." He said.
"Along with my sister?" she asked.
"Yes. Do remember the young red-headed hotshot named Hwoarang? You fought him at the third tournament." Heihachi said.
"How could I forget?" she said, sounding seductive towards his mention.
"I need you to kill him." He said.
"Payment on delivery?" she asked.
"You got it." He said.
"It'll be done." She said, hanging up.
3:48:07- Hwoarang walked back into the morgue. Jin stood listening to Branch explain the art of the autopsy. Hwoarang thought human anatomy was basic. A man doesn't have breasts, but had a dick. A woman had breasts, but no dick. Simple really.
Jin paid attention. He found this kind of interesting. Back in high school, he never was into his schoolwork. You read a book and answered questions. He was more of a hands-on type of guy. This was his style. Instead of learning about the body from a textbook, he would work out and find out about muscles he never knew existed. Now he was learning about skin and how to use a scalpel from an actual coroner.
"Jin! We're outta here." Hwoarang said, beginning to walk back to the car.
Jin apologized for leaving abruptly and left the man to his work.
Hwoarang was opening the door to the SUV. Jin was wondering what the reason for the rush was.
"What gives?" Jin asked.
"Get in, I'll explain." Hwoarang said, getting in.
Jin got in and watched Hwoarang start the car and begin to pull out.
"You gonna tell me what's going on?" Jin asked.
"I think you're grandfather is behind this."
"Wouldn't surprise me. You know what he did at the fourth tournament?" Jin asked.
"Yeah, which is why I'm getting out of here. We need to keep you protected. He sends his hordes of Tekken Force at us; we'd probably last ten minutes. They'd just keep coming." Hwoarang said.
Hwoarang's phone rang.
"Doo San." He said.
"This is Julia Chang." A woman's voice said.
"It can't be." Hwoarang said.
"It is. I'm in trouble. Somebody shot me with some sort of tranquilizer. I have no clue where I am." She said.
"How did you get this number?" Hwoarang asked.
"I called the UN. I asked for Jin Kazama, my fiancée, and they put me through to you, I guess." She said.
Her voice was shaking, she sounded scared. She was quiet, too.
"Look. Stay on the line for a second, Julia. You'll be okay." Hwoarang said.
Jin hadn't been paying too much attention, but that changed when he heard her name.
Hwoarang put the phone down and looked at the console. He pulled the car over to the side of the road. He hit a button, and instead of a CD player, a small plasma monitor came out. A menu came up on the screen, displaying various options and help menus. He hit one option, and another menu came up. It displayed various options to do with a phone. He hit the option, "Trace a call", and then typed in his access number. The monitor showed that it was tracing the call. It then displayed the address for a mall that lied on the outskirts of the city. Hwoarang went back to the phone.
"Okay, Julia?" he asked.
"Yes." She said.
"We've got your location. We'll be there ASAP." He said, trying to sound reassuring.
"Please hurry. I think somebody's coming." She said.
The line disconnected. Hwoarang hung the phone up. He pulled back onto the road.
"Who was that?" Jin asked.
"Your fiancée might not be dead after all." Hwoarang said.
3:57:55- Lee woke up. His vision was clear. He looked around as if he woke form a bad dream.
He was strapped to a table inside a white room. On the far west wall, a pane of mirrored glass showed his reflection.
He heard a door open behind him. He could turn around to see it. A single pair of footsteps came alongside him, and then moved forward into view.
A man dressed in a long black trench coat, boots, and sunglasses walked along, backed turned.
"Who are you?" Lee asked.
"You know who I am, Chaolan." A familiar voice said.
The fear hit him. He began trying to get out, struggling. It was no good. He was in tight.
"No! No! Somebody help!" Lee screamed.
The man turned around. It was Kazuya. He smiled, showing off a nice pair of fangs. He then turned off his jacket and revealed a pair of wings. He moved towards Lee.
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