Life So Complicated

By Indigo Siren

Disclaimer: Tekken is © to Namco. I do not own any of the characters involved, besides the ones of my own creation. I am not making any money from this fan fiction; it is just for fun. All rights reserved.

A/N: A quick update with this to make up for not updating it beforehand with chapters. I've been taking so long over this in this action bit, so I thought you'd be interested to get more into the action and not have to wait too long. So enjoy!

Chapter 14

Blow after blow had been exchanged. Movement quick and constant, never faltering for a second. Though, Kazuya found it strange. Very strange indeed.

After the fourth Iron Fist Tournament, the media and many of his insiders had reported that Heihachi had grown weaker. His physical strength not what it used to be. The toll of such a vicious tournament had left him with wounds that weren't willing to close. He'd been hiding it, as many of his associates had pointed out. He could hold a strong voice, pierce any man with a spearing glare, but yet, a spark had been missing.

But was this the same man? The man that Kazuya found he was actually having trouble fighting.

Heihachi was dodging, even taking blows without much as a flinch, and powering out hits like a truck would gunning over a human body.

'It can't be? How can he be this strong?' Kazuya's mind tried to comprehend as he snapped up his arms to block a punch that had bruising consequences. A bruise was a bruise, but there was a considerable amount of pain there as well that Kazuya just couldn't believe. His body healed on it fast, but the elder man was relentless on him, actually managing to force him back enough on to one knee.

"Does this remind you of the old times?" Heihachi snidely said. "When I used to beat you within an inch of your life."

Kazuya snarled, ignoring the flickers of dark memories that dared to occupy his train of thought. He touched his lip, wiping away some bloody spittle, from a nasty punch that has caught the side of his face, with his teeth cutting into the inside of his mouth.

Heihachi looked at his son without remorse for his actions. The smile grew, noticing a flicker of uncertainty in the man's eyes. "What's the matter, Kazuya? Are you worried?"

Kazuya scoffed loudly. "Worried? Try confused! I thought you were weak, old man? That time was taking its toll on that body of yours?"

Heihachi laughed at that. "You underestimate me! Think that I should fade out now of all times? You're too cocky for your own good, Kazuya. You're way out of your league!"

Kazuya sneered. "What are your doctors pumping you with? Steroids?"

Heihachi's smile didn't falter. "Funny you should say that. Not that it's anything to do with steroids. Such a useless drug as it is. I shall let you in on a secret of mine, my dear boy." Stepping closer, though having enough cautious distance between them. "The experiments into my Genocell project have now gone up dramatically, since with have Miharu in our capture. My scientists have been working around the clock since she was brought here and I may finally have my final solution I've been waiting for - the combination of the 'Devil Gene' and Ogre's blood with our key property. Besides that, I've been taking by-products of the Genocell - serums that have sustaining abilities. That's why my strength and speed are back up to tremendous form, maybe even better then before."

"What the hell?" Kazuya got from his knee. "Your body will soon give out, however many times you pump it with your wonder drug. A human body can only take so much."

"I won't be a mere human for much longer," Heihachi proudly said. "Soon, I'll be an immortal - A GOD!"

"Over my dead body!" Kazuya charged at him again.

"Hmm, we shall see about that," Heihachi jeered, ducking aside from the powerful shot that skimmed past his head. A quick backhand sent Kazuya reeling backwards.

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Jin stood face to face with Dr. Abel. Besides the fact the old man was wielding a gun and had a detonator in his hand, he didn't feel in the least afraid. For one, this was a puny snivelling man, who could make one careless move and he'd snap his neck in an instance and another thing, he'd died before, but had risen away from death with the help of his 'curse'. The only sparking worries were more towards his mother and lover then to himself.

He wasn't afraid to die. To have his body obliterated to nothing. It would put an end to his line and his misery that had a place deep down in a dark place inside him. But what about Miharu and his unborn child? How fair would it be on them if he chose to die? No, he had a life to live and a reason to be apart of this world. The 'Devil Gene' wouldn't destroy him.

"You coward," Jin said slowly. "Taking the easy way out to destroy everything. Afraid, Doctor? Afraid of me, my mother and a young woman in status? Would my grandfather be pleased if you destroyed everything? Is the only option now death? You surprise me, really you do."

"As sad as it is to say, but I am dispensable, as by your grandfather's eyes. But what does it matter, when I'm immortalised by my work? And besides, did you really think I'd keep all my work in one place. I have copies upon copies of my data, so that if, should I say a 'misfortunate' accident were to happen, the data would not be all lost."

Jin just shook his head, aggravating the old man, whose hand's shaking as he held the butt of the gun and the little detonator remote. He began to stalk a half circle around Jin; the weapon still trained on him.

"I'm not afraid to die," Jin said, eyes glowing an ominous red. "Death means nothing to me. Just give me the chance, one chance and you're dead, even before you can pull that trigger or press one tiny button."

"Don't push me, boy," Abel hissed.

The markings of the devil began to appear over his tanned skin. A growl escaped deep down from the base of his throat, and he took a step forward, then another, towards the doctor, who was showing signs of fault. Was he daring enough to push the little button?

"I'm warning you!" Abel shouted, now opposite to the side he was on before. He hopped a side step and pointed the trigger at a gas tank across the room, still not taking his eyes of Jin as he waved the remote in front of him. "Do you want to die? Do you want THEM to die?"

Jin didn't seem to be listening to him. A feral look was on his face, one full of anger towards the Doctor, threatening the lives of his family.

Abel laughed. "Fine then, you asked for it! Trying to call my bluff! Well bluff this…"

His finger hovered the button on the remote, ready to push down…

… Until a cabinet was pushed directly on top of him. He shrieked as the large heavy weight threw him to the floor, crushing him under the thick metal draws. The remote was dislodged was him grip, skittering in front of Jin's feet.

Abel lay still, a last groan escaping his lips.

Jun was standing behind him, holding a bullet in her hand, the one that had been in her wound, though there was none to see now, only the smearing of blood that proved it had been there at all. Not even a scratch on her pale skin. She dropped the bullet and it tinkered onto the smooth floor.

"A rule we all must learn. Never turn your back on a potential opponent," she said, wiping away the blood on her shoulder then best she could.

Jin growled, gripping a hand to his forehead. His mother was instantly at his side, a warm hand touching his cheek.

"Calm, Jin," she whispered. "Control it."

Shuddering, he gritted his teeth, forcing with everything inside to send that demonic part of himself back into the recesses of his soul. A minute or two later, and he was the same human Jin as before, no marking to say different.

"I'm okay," he breathed, brushing sweat away from his eyelids. Noticing the blood on her shoulder, he expected to see the bullet wound and was surprised to find none. "How?"

"Remember, I am gifted with Angel's power. My healing is greater," she said. "Don't worry about me, now we focus on Miharu. Abel won't be bothering us again."

He nodded and the two went to the open door, the room now pumped free of pure oxygen. The top to the chamber had a default automatic unlock of the top of the chamber and Miharu lay there, open to the world.

Jin rushed to her side, wishing to just pull her away from the horrible machine, but he couldn't, she was still hooked up, not only by simple wires running to bags around, but inner connectives of the actual chamber itself.

"How are we going to get her out without hurting her or the baby?" Jin asked, hand touching her cool hand. "I don't think they'll leave out a helpful instruction manual."

Jun searched the complex panelling on the side. Colourful buttons adorned, pretty to stare at but with no directional help anywhere in sight. Inwardly she groaned, telling herself not to give up searching for the solution. She closed her eyes, hand placed gently onto the console.

'Angel, this is a tough task to accomplish,' she whispered into her soul. 'I need your wisdom, you power to unlock the puzzle of this machine to free Miharu. Please, give me guidance.'

For a moment, nothing, a silence with her and Jun was fearful that this was beyond her limits. But then a flicker of light within her, thousands of voices that could call for a solution, flowing like water through her every vein.

A flash dispersed from her hand and the console buzzed to life, the lights flickering, buttons pushing on their own. Jin looked his mother in awe, wondering how she was doing this. She just stared at the console, watching the magic work before her eyes.

When all the little lights had been distinguished. One blue light was left, shining up at her. Jun smiled, looked at Jin and nodded, before turning and pushing it. A little metre lit up next to it and starting losing blocks off its reader.

A placid male voice suddenly came to life in the room. "Chamber pressure dropping. Reviving procedure activated. Disconnecting from terminal 1A through to 8F."

When the bar was gone, connection tubes that were 'plugged' into various parts of her body hissed slightly and disconnected, retreating back into the interior of the chamber. The last two from her neck disconnected, breaking the status-induced sleep.

"We can disconnect these other wires now," Jun said surely. "Just be gentle."

Jin nodded, trying to stop his hands from shaking and make sure he didn't rush like he wanted to, just to get his girlfriend away from this thing.

When the last needle came out was the time they saw her eyes begin to flicker, her consciousness returning.

"It worked," Jin said happily, thankful to his mother for what she did.

Jun was surprised herself. That little bit of 'magic' worked. 'Thanks, Angel,' she muttered to herself.

Miharu felt groggy, body aching tremendously. Taking her first proper breath on her own power, the coolness of the air made her shudder slightly. Her skin prickled, hairs standing on end and she could feel again, each brush of the white cotton garb she'd been given told her she was alive and well, and not in some dream world.

Her eyes opened, blurry at first, but the focus soon returned as she began to adjust to the bright lighting. With her focus fully returned, her gaze immediately wandered away from the white ceiling to the two darker objects that were in her line of vision. Her heart jumped for joy, seeing they weren't two strange looking soldiers or scientists, but that of Jun and Jin Kazama.

"Jin…" Was the first word to escape her dry lips.

"Miharu," he took her hand carefully. "Are you alright?"

"Tired, mostly," she said, body shaking, the coolness of the room finally taking its toll on any exposed skin.

"It's the drugs they've given you," Jun told her. "They should wear off soon."

Miharu tried to rise, but only got so far before she couldn't go further. It was just so soon after waking up and her body had weakened tremendously. After all the experiments and the drug-induced sleep, her body was of timing with what was going on with the rest of her. Jin helped her the rest of the way, holding her in a hug to his chest. Feeling his warmth, knowing he was there to save her, she broke down sobbing in relief.

"Shh, it's okay, I'm here and nothing bad is going to happen to you again," he told her firmly, stroking her hair was the most gentlest of touches.

"I'm… just so happy," her shaky voice mumbled against him.

"We shouldn't hang around," Jun said, a little worried. There had to be more then Abel around this lab area and the Tekkenshu couldn't be too far behind now.

Jin nodded to his mother. "Alright, we should move." And he released an arm from around Miharu, instead to put under her knees, lifting her carefully out of the chamber."

"How long have I been out?" Miharu asked, cheek nestling comfortably against his chest.

"Little over a day, not that long," Jin said. "You think I'd really leave you for longer?"

"No, I trust you," Miharu said softly. He smiled, laying a loving kiss on her forehead, glad to be reunited with her.

"Come on," Jun said. "Lets go. I think Abel came from a hidden door. Look, that one obscured by one of those machines. Maybe we can get through and bypass most of the Tekkenshu."

Jun led the way, with Jin following with Miharu in his arms. Jun held the door of the passage Abel had come out of and Jin carried Miharu through, following the passage slowly. Jun slammed the door shut behind them to deter being followed. She stopped all of a sudden, looking upward, towards the ceiling.

It was if her vision could tear through plaster, scaffolding, mortar, metal, and anything that set as a barrier as her mind's eyes took her straight up and up, feeling the anguish and the pain tugging deep within her. Far up, there was a battle happening, and the situation had become complicated.

"Kazuya," she said softly.

Jin stopped and turned to look back at her. "Mother?"

Jun shattered her link and focused presently on her son. "It's your father. Something is quite different with Heihachi…"

"He hasn't used the 'Devil Gene' yet has he?" He asked.

She shook her head. "No, not yet. But something else… Just… Kazuya needs our help now more then ever."

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A/N: The problem with Abel is over but the difficulties with Heihachi have just become. How long with the old man last out and will Kazuya and the others get the final blow on the Mishima Zaibatsu? Look out for the next chapter, which will up the level of the action.