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The gym at the Mishima Hotel was located on the top floor. It was so vast and expansive that it literally took up a floor. It boasted state of the art equipment, a swimming pool, steam rooms, weapons to practice with…and, should one require it; on hand personal trainers who were on call 24 hours a day. No one was in the gym tonight.
Jamie Parker was alone. And he liked it that way.
All the better to go full on with my Nephilim powers my dear…
He stood in front of the punching bag, punching and kicking at it with full Nephilim strength and speed. Sweat stung his eyes, and soaked through his white tank top. The hair that had been pulled loose from its ponytail had been dyed black…slick with sweat. Jamie would never admit it, but tears began to spill from his eyes as vestigial images of his dream harangued him with startling clarity.
The dream… Justin…what could it all mean? Jamie wanted to believe that it was all gibberish…he wanted to believe that it was like his dreams of purple, Shakespeare quoting, razor scooter riding, raptors…but he knew that it wasn't the case…something big was happening, or going to happen, and Jamie could do nothing but prepare to the best of his ability for it.
He had called Justin several hours before to check up on him. He, of course, was doing fine, but seemed somewhat evasive for some reason…Jamie didn't know why, nor did he care, as long as his brother was alive and well. Could Kazuya know about Justin? And if so how? Jamie was very careful from day one to make sure that Kazuya knew as little of his personal life as possible…of course, Jamie hadn't counted on Kazuya knowing ahead of time that he was the Nephilim.
Thinking about Kazuya, and his cruel smirk made a rage inside him bubble up. Through gritted teeth, Jamie screamed and unleashed a final punch. The punching bag snapped flew off its chain, and broke a window…shattering into millions of pieces as the bag fell into the all consuming darkness of night.
I swear to fucking God Kazuya Mishima, if you lay a hand on my brother, or any of my friends, I will slaughter you so slowly that you will actually beg for me to stop.
Suddenly, clapping could be heard echoing through the gym. Quickly, the Nephilim turned around, and looked to the source of the noise.
An achingly gorgeous woman in a crimson colored dress stepped out of the shadows; she wore matching gloves and stilettos. Oddly enough, she didn't look that much older then Jamie himself, but she possessed an air of class and sophistication that made her seem older then she actually was. She had short, brown hair, cut in a trendy style, and a provocative slit in her dress.
Jamie also noticed that she was armed…several small, finger length, throwing daggers were tucked securely in her garter belt.
"Quite an impressive display of power…" The woman murmured in a voice dripping with lust.
"Um…thanks…" Jamie said stretching his arms and popping his neck. "But, I'm really not in the mood, so why we just cut to the chase, and tell me what you want?"
"Fair enough," The woman chuckled. "I know what you are, and I know what you're capable off."
"Everyone seems too." Jamie retorted.
"Well, you haven't exactly been keeping it a secret. Anyway, as you so adequately put it, I will cut to the chase. My name is Anna Williams, and I have a proposition for you…" The sexy vixen stated.
An hour later, Jamie and Anna were walking the streets of Tokyo, heading towards an area known affectionately to the locals as "Docktown". As its name implied, it was right on the peer of Tokyo. It was home to fisherman, warehouses, and seedy people. Had Jamie not been a Nephilim, it would be somewhere that he would never, under any circumstances visit. A public embarrassment really, Tokyo was a glittering city, known world over for its innovative technology, and endless arrays of things to do; and Docktown was like an ugly welt on the fair city…however, since the Japanese diet primarily consisted of fish, they had to have it.
Anna led the way, and Jamie followed her. He had since changed into a red long sleeve shirt, and over that, a t-shirt with Mr. Rogers on it. The caption read: You are Special! Jamie also wore a pair of baggy jeans, and a fitted, denim jacket lined with lamb's fur. He offered his jacket to Anna, but she declined. The mysterious woman still wore her wine colored dress and heels. She moved with a certain grace that Jamie was captivated by, and yet, she seemed as comfortable in her ensemble as if she was wearing a pair of sweatpants and sneakers.
"Dr. Abel was Heihachi Mishima's right hand man, but when Heihachi died and Kazuya took over, Abel switched loyalties over to Kazuya, who had been possessed by the Devil inside him…as he is now." Anna explained.
"And what does this doctor want anyway?" Jamie asked.
"It's not Abel, it's Kazuya…I've heard that a ship's coming in with a cargo of occult items…items that Kazuya wants. He's sending Abel, and his vampire henchmen down to the shipping yard tonight to get them. You need to be there to make sure that doesn't happen." Anna explained.
"Wait…how do you know all of this? You're not in the tournament…what's your story?" Jamie inquired.
"I know about Kazuya and his demonic persuasion because I've been in the King of Iron Fist Tournament before," Anna lowered her gaze. "Nina Williams…she's my sister, and she's working for Kazuya. Last night, I heard her talking on the phone…she's, gonna be there tonight." Anna said, her voice quaking a little.
Anna led Jamie down several back alleys...and by the time Jamie noticed that he was walking further away from Docktown it was far too late.
"This is a quicker way, I promise." She said when Jamie questioned her.
Suddenly, Jamie found himself at a dead end. Several burning oil drums lit up the night sky…anda small army of vampiresstood in the alley, all grinning lecherously at Jamie…as if he was a deer that had just been led into a pack of wolves…
"Anna…what's going-" Jamie began.
He didn't finish before Anna's laugh cut through the night.
"Silly little Nephilim…you're so self righteous it's sickening. Like a moth to the flame, I knew you'd come, now… prepare to die!" Anna proclaimed as the fangs slid down.
Jamie uttered a colorful obscenity as he began to realize his fate. Slowly, the vamps began to advance on him, but Jamie wouldn't let them have the satisfaction of getting his blood.
He quickly leapt into action and began punching and kicking at the vampires. Several disintegrated into azure flames after Jamie sliced their heads off with his miniature axe.
Three down…that's pretty good except in those fun, life or death scenarios...
Jamie flung his ax at Anna, but she caught it just before it tore through her neck. Quick as lightning, the sexy temptress flung the axe back at Jamie. At the last second, he dropped too his knees, and bent backwards until his spine touched the concrete. Jamie was double jointed before he became the Nephilim, so this tactic looked cumbersome…but Jamie could definantly handle it.
Hey, kinda like that rapper Ciara does…
The ax cut through a female vampire's forehead…mashing her face into a fine paste of splintered bone, oozing brain, and bloody flesh. Fortunately, Jamie didn't have to look at the macabre form for too long before it exploded into purified flames.
While the Nephilim was on the ground, another vampire tried to ax kick Jamie's face. At the last second Jamie grabbed his boot and flipped him…the demon landed in an oil drum…bursting into red flames before imploding into blue ones.
"If only there'd been just one more of you." Jamie quipped with mock sympathy to a vampire that he had managed to decapitate.
Jamie turned to Anna and grinned. "Word of advice sweetie; if you're gonna ambush someone, make sure they DON'T have super powers!" He finished as he hook kicked an attacking vampire…lopping its head off with the powerful snap of his kick. Suddenly, Jamie felt like he was being grabbed from behind.
"Gonna trample you little boy!" A low, gravely voice shouted.
The voice belonged to a vampire, who had obviously been a bodybuilder when he was alive. Before Jamie could fight him, he picked the Nephilim up, and held him high over his head. Jamie struggled, but couldn't break free of the monster's iron grip. In his horror, the Nephilim noticed that the vampire had his knee out…he intended to break Jamie's back!!! Nephilim strength healing or not, there was no way in hell that he could live through that!
Jamie struggled again, but it proved to be ultimately futile…but at the last second, he felt the vampire's grip give way…in fact, he felt everything give way as he plummeted to the ground. As Jamie began to get up, he thought he saw…a fist through the vampire's chest…where the heart belonged.
"Aw gee-" The vamp said stupidly before imploding in the holy fires.
That's when Jamie noticed Steve's face through the embers.
"Whoa…that was cool." He said with a smile. He offered Jamie his hand. "Oi, lemme help you boss!"
The Nephilim greatly accepted the offer, and as he glanced up, he saw Christie and Julia taking on a female vampire, Hwoarang taking on three males, Jin taking on one clad in ninja's garb, Xiao duking it out with another vampire girl who had pink hair tied in pigtails.
"Alright hon, I started the pigtail thing before it was cool," Xiao began, before gracefully flipping the vampire into the burning drum. "You're just an annoying poseur!"
Jamie couldn't believe it! Xiao actually punned! She glanced over at Jamie and smiled.
"That was pretty neat! How're my sarcastic quips?"
"There awesome! I-" Jamie began before he got tackled by a male vampire.
"Ooooohhhhhhwwwwwwwuuuuuuuhhhhh," He yelled annoyedly, before flipping the monster off of him. He landed on an exposed pipe…impaled. In his stunned state, Jamie grabbed his ax.
"Hold still, I'm just gonna take a little off the top." He murmured before slicing the creature's head off.
"Mum, look out!" Steve was heard shouting.
Jamie turned in surprise to see a blonde haired woman engaged in some furious hand-to-hand combat with Anna.
"Mom?!" Jamie asked, stunned.
Quickly, Nina unsheathed a dagger, and chopped Anna's head off…she exploded in ethereal flames. Once Anna was killed, her vampire army was no more…
"Nina, I'm sorry…" Christie said sympathetically.
"It doesn't matter, it wasn't her anyway…" She said in a harsh, icy voice. Her sapphire eyes glanced at Jamie. "You're the Nephilim right? You kill demons? Good, We've gotta get to the docks fast. Kazuya's expecting a shipment, and we have to beat him to it!"
"Right." Jamie stated, all business.
Quickly, the group ran towards Nina's car, and peeled out of the alley, and towards the docks.
Author's Note: Alright, I'm sorry these chappie's are so short, but I'm right in the middle of some serious writer's block, but I wanted to crank out another chappie before this week is over…please forgive me for my meager offering…anyway, it's strange, I like, know what I want to do towards the end, but now I'm like in the middle of the story, and it's kinda complicated I know…but if anyone has any advice please let me know! Once again, don't hate me…I'm having some writing issues right now, and I'm sorry…believe me, this story will get plenty better though! Please read and review and thankers for everyone's support.