A/N: Ha Ha Ha Ha! I currently have six reviews when I'm writing this! This brings me great joy! This is gonna be a really short chapter until I figure out what's gonna go on. It takes place about Tekken 3-ish, but with a lot of Tekken 4 aspects, you'll understand later... Hope you enjoy it, sorry you had to wait so long, maybe now that band season-I mean, football season's over, I'll have more time to write.

In response to the reviews I currently have:

Fuzzy Youkai- Thanx, I appreciate the compliment. There are quite a lot of Link Soul Calibur fics... Nothing against them, they are just like those songs that are cool the first few times you hear them, but the radio stations play them over and over and they get old and you hate to hear them... Like Clocks by Coldplay... Anyway, thanx again.

DiD- Thanx, I love compliments. Yeah, I took a little from the opening video and Heihachi's profile and everything and reversed it. You know how he's in that forest in the video, that's where they are now. And I don't know what part Yoshimitsu will play yet, I'm still working on it, but he'll have a good part.

Ice Foz- Sorry, she's just the first character that popped into my mind that I wasn't going to need... I'm sorry...

YojimbosBlade- Thanx! I'm a big Tekken fan myself, and its still my favorite game, though even I will admit Soul Calibur II is a much MUCH better game...

Pyro Tsunami- Jun with Soul Edge... That's something that would be cool to see. My best friend, she's more the Tekken 2 person, she's got a thing for Lee. I myself prefer Hwoarang, which is why I like messing around with Tekken 3-4-ish things... And p.s. please hurry with Fallen Angel, I love that fic!

Terry- I hope I actually finish it too. Thanx for readin'!

"Where are we," Nightmare asked the man, a steely edge in his voice.

"The outskirts of the Mishima Estate outside of Tokyo," Heihachi replied, his voice just as cold. "Now, if I may inquire, what are you doing here?"

"Do you not think that if I knew what I was doing here, then I would know where here is," Nightmare sneered. "Imbecile."

"Watch your tongue, do you not know who you are talking to," the old man responded indignantly.

Nightmare brought Soul Edge up to his fighting stance, but was distracted by Kilik rising from where he had been lying in the mud near the lake's edge. "Where..." he began weakly, wobbling as he stood up slowly. "Where are we...?"

He grasped for a tree to hold onto, barely catching onto the trunk as he fell toward the ground. He leaned against it unsteadily, gasping for breath. "Where are we," he asked again, clearer this time.

"Just outside of Tokyo, in the Mishima Estate," Heihachi replied.

"But weren't we just in a field by Ostrheinsburg Chapel," Kilik asked weakly. "How did we get to Japan?"

"It does not matter, for soon you will not be in this world or any other," Nightmare threatened. "Soul Edge is getting weak, it needs souls to feed on. Prepare to die."

"Who are you to think that you can succeed in killing me, unlike so many who have tried over the years," Heihachi asked, an arrogant smirk on his face.

"You think that you pitiful human stands a chance against the might of Soul Edge," Nightmare taunted. "None have ever stood against me and lived."

"I beg to differ," Kilik muttered faintly.

Nightmare raised Soul Edge to deliver the blow that would end Kilik's life and take his soul, but as fast as they could blink, there was a figure between Soul Edge and Kilik. The raven-haired youth's arm was raised to block Soul Edge's swing, his eyes locked onto Nightmare's. "Have you no respect for the art of combat," he asked, stonily. "It is neither just nor fair to attack him in his state."

"It is not your place to interfere," Nightmare said, his voice tainted with the evil of the sword which he held suspended in midair against the young man's arm. "Get out of the way or I will kill you."

The youth did neither move nor say anything. "Jin, get out of the way. This is his business, not yours," instructed Heihachi.

"I cannot let him kill this man, Grandfather, he is too injured to fight back. That is not honorable."

"His honor is his own business," the old man said. "It is neither you job nor your place to judge him by his honor."

"Honor means nothing to me, you fool. Life is not about honor, it's about power. The power to kill, the power to live, the power to die. The power to control," Nightmare said. "Honor means nothing in this world, it is naïve to believe it does."

"What do you know about power," Heihachi asked, his attention caught by this strange man's words.

"More than you conceited human will ever realize," he replied arrogantly. "This sword I hold in my hands in the most powerful force in this world. I know power like you can never even hope to."

"Power is nothing if you do not know how to use it," Kilik muttered, for he could not speak louder than a whisper. "And, Nightmare, you most definitely do not."

"This power you speak of," Jin asked. "Is in that sword?"

"Can you not feel it radiating from it," Nightmare asked. "As it prepares to take your soul?"

"It is called Soul Edge," Kilik said, weaker than ever. "It is a force that is unlike any other. An evil unmatched, unrivaled. It feeds on the souls of its victims to grow stronger; with each life it takes, its strength increases."

"That is nonsense," Heihachi declared. "A sword that feeds on souls? Preposterous!"

"You are about to experience it first-hand, old man," Nightmare growled.

"If that sword is so powerful, why do you not quit threatening and kill us already," Heihachi sneered in return.

Nightmare swung the sword in a wide arc, but his anger caused the swing to pass over Heihachi's head. He stopped the sword's path and sent it hurtling in the opposite direction, this time connecting with the metal protectors on the Elder Mishima's forearm. The impact created a flash of sparks, which quickly disappeared. Heihachi drew his arms back as Nightmare pulled Soul Edge behind his head.

The Mishima charged a punch as Nightmare swung Soul Edge again, this time with more control. The two forces met with visible power, strange lightning once again shooting out. Heihachi drew back as he almost tumbled backward, preparing to charge another blow. The two clashed again and again, with noticeable effect on Heihachi. The power from their strikes at one another filled the air and Kilik and Jin braced themselves against it. They did not know how long this would last, but knew it was an awesome struggle.

Somewhere not too far away, in a lab in the G Corporation complex, a graveyard shift security guard dozed in his chair. He fell to the floor unceremoniously as the alarm sounded. "Dr. Nakamura! Dr. Nakamura to Lab B!"

The guard rushed out of his office toward the lab to meet the doctor there. "What is going on, sir," he asked Dr. Toshio Nakamura. "Who tripped the alarm, I thought all of the doctors were in testing in Lab F."

"I do not know, Mr. Kazewara," the doctor replied. "This project was not to be released for another two and a half years."

Hope y'all liked it! Maybe this time it won't take me so long to write the next chapter! Please review!