Chapter 2:

Buddha Chains

The gunshot sound still rang in her ears as she dodged in and out of people, her strange colored hair earning her more weird looks from the Japanese civilians. Cyn breathed heavily. She hadn't run this much since she trained with Jin. 'Ah.. The good ol' days.' She suddenly got an adrenaline rush and began to catch up to the figure. It jetted down the alleyway and Cyn followed. She rounded the corner and found nothing but a dead end. She scanned the ground and the nearby trash and dumpster.

"Shit." She looked around. A fast blue streak ran by on the hanging clothesline. Cyn caught glimpse. 'Only Jin is that balanced, who the hell.... Has to be Kazama.' Cyn jumped and caught a hold of the railing of the iron metal stairs leading up the side of the building. She jumped after the blue figure and tackled him on the rooftop. The figure wrestled and threw her a few feet away. The figure stood up, his back towards her. Black hair shining in the light.

"You are a strong one." The voice was much deeper than she remembered, or did she remember? He turned, taking his sunglasses off, revealing a crimson glowing eye. Cyn gasped and looked at the ground.

"OH! I'm sorry, I though you were-"

"Kazama, Jin." he cut her off. He took the sunglasses and put them back on, tossing a piece of paper into Cyn's face. By the time she pulled it down, he was gone. Cyn unfolded the paper and looked at it.

"Iron Fist Tournament 4? Hmm..." With that she took off down the building and to the tournament. 'This says it started yesterday.... he's probably in the finals... who was that? They look almost exactly alike... almost.. No bangs... I hope Jin's not fucking with me... and playing some weird prank... cause he doesn't look right without his bangs.' Cyn thought as she ran. She skidded into the entrance and watched. The fights took forever and Cyn spotted a certain red headed Korean.

"Hwoarang!" The red head looked over in her direction and raised a red orange eyebrow as if he didn't recognize her. She fumed inside her head. She walked over to him. "Hwoarang Doo San."

"Who are you, lil' missy?"

"Cyn, you asshole." Hwoarang's eyes became wide.

"C-CYN?! What the fuck?! I haven't seen you in years!"

"I know... and WATCH WHO YOU'RE CALLIN' 'LIL MISSY'. Get it? Got it? Good." Cyn stated. Hwoarang chuckled.

"Nice to see you too." Hwoarang ruffled the girl's hair. She stuck her tongue out. Cyn glanced around,

"Hey, you seen Jin?" Hwoarang shook his head.

"Naw. Not since his last fight with that Steve dude."

"Who won?"

"Kazama."

"Where'd he go?"

"I don't know but he's supposed to be fighting Kazuya Mishima right now, but no one can find him."

"WHAT?! He's missing?! Aww, come-on, he NEVER misses a fight!"

"It's true. I can't find him anywhere, he had better not chickened out."

"No... Think there's more to this. I'm gonna go find him."

"Alright do what you want, but be careful what you do." The redhead went back to doing whatever he was in his head. Cyn nodded and sneaked down backstage of the arena. She followed the hallway and back into the restricted areas of the Mishima Property. Cyn pulled her hair back into a bun and pulled her hood up. The darkness was just enough to hide her from passing guards. She heard voices in Japanese and stopped to look around the corner slowly. 'Heihachi... and Kazuya?! I thought... I've gotta check this out.' Cyn slipped through the doors after the two before they closed. She sneaked silently behind a large column. 'My god.... JIN!' She spotted him hanging from chains in front of a giant golden Buddha statue. 'JIN!' inside her little girl screamed for her close brother-like figure. The two exchanged words in Japanese and Cyn was only able to catch a few words. Kazuya raised his arm and a strange purple glow emitted from his hand. Cyn stared at the three, wide-eyed and afraid to get caught. Dark markings appeared upon Jin's forehead and chest. They snaked down his nose and past his pants line. Cyn's heart stopped. 'What is he doing to Kazama-sensei?!' Jin suddenly woke up. He looked around franticly and pulled on the chains. They broke and the Japanese man fell to the floor on his hands and knees. Cyn opened her mouth to scream, but thankfully nothing came out. Jin launched himself at Kazuya and Heihachi. Cyn couldn't move as she watched Kazuya and Heihachi both jump Jin. Jin knocked Kazuya out and grabbed Heihachi. Cyn found her legs and ran out, her bun coming undone down to her shoulders, jumping over Kazuya's unconscious form and getting close to Jin's eyesight before he could kill Heihachi. Jin's eyes grew wide and mumbled,

"Mother?" Cyn couldn't understand his low Japanese. Instead of seeing Cyn he saw his mother. He turned back to Heihachi. "Thank mot- Kazama Jun." Black ebony wings burst from his back as he dropped Heihachi. With that he flew through the ceiling, feathers falling everywhere. Cyn stopped near the hole and looked up. 'Kazama-sensei..... What's goin' on?' She held her hand out and a black feather fell softly into it. She looked at it, confused and strangely afraid. Something suddenly grasped her ankle and Cyn jumped back, pulling it with her.....