Author's Note: Hello again! I'm back to dish out another chappie for Tekken 5: Angels and Demons!! Oh, and I wanna thank shadowsonic 137 for apologizing to me. It was super cool of you…anyway, enjoy the latest chappie…and please read and review!!!
Three weeks later…
Jamie Parker stared out at the wintry cityscape before him. The whole city of Tokyo was bathed in a powdery, white blanket of snow. The sky was steely gray in color, with matching clouds that were stuffed with flurries just aching to fall towards the ground. It was rather early, and normally, Jamie would never be up at this hour…particularly on his day off…but today was different.
Today was the day that the competitors reached out to their fans. Kazuya had arranged for a "Meet and Greet" at a local mall (the same one that some of the fights had taken place actually). Essentially, everyone would sit at a large table and field questions, and sign autographs.
Jamie thought that it was cool, but he had no idea on earth why people would come to see him out of all the other awesome fighters. He was even more shocked to find out that he had a fan base! Imagine? Jamie Parker? Having a fan base!!!
Suddenly, the bathroom door opened, and a thick, swirling mass of steam poured out of it. Steve emerged from the mist wearing a towel, and dripping water all over the carpet.
"Hey," Steve said drowsily. "Shower's open if you need it." He punctuated the sentence by coughing.
"Thanks." Jamie said with a wistful grin.
Steve was exhausted; Jamie couldn't blame him. The two, along with Hwoarang and Jin, had been engaged in a pretty intense training session last night after patrol. Everyone left battered, bruised and sore, and hadn't gotten to bed until about 4 in the morning.
Jamie shut the door to the bathroom, and immediately felt the damp, humid air envelope him…as if he was in a steam room. The Nephilim turned the water on, pulled his clothes off, and stepped into the steady stream of water.
It felt wonderful on his sore back muscles…he let the relentless water pound on his aching spine until it felt wonderfully numb. As Jamie washed his hair, his mind began to drift on the past three weeks…about Kazuya, Lee's mysterious disk, and the strange artifacts that he had procured from Docktown.
Three weeks ago today, Jamie Parker and his friends had gone on a retrieval mission to procure several occult artifacts. During this raid, Jamie was nearly killed (again) by Kazuya…only this time, he had transformed into Devil…the thing that had brought Jamie into this tournament in the first place; the thing that he was to destroy. In the ensuing raid, Jamie barely escaped with his life after he had severely wounded Devil.
He left the warehouse bloodied, broken, and missing chunks of his hair. However, Jamie knew that Devil was far from finished with him. Over the next few days, the Nephilim had prepared himself for the absolute worst. The ultimate wrath of the evil Hellspawn…but it never came. Even though he patrolled, Jamie found little, to no supernatural activity going on around town.
True, he did come across random vampire encounters, but nothing to the extent of what he had faced before.
So Jamie and the others waited for Kazuya's next attack. Soon hours turned into days, and days turned into weeks…and still, nothing happened. That's when everyone realized that Devil was in recession…Jamie had wounded the demon immensely when he jammed the piece of wood in his third eye…but he was far from finished.
During the sabbatical, Jamie threw himself into training. Marshall Law was kind enough to let Jamie and the others use his dojo. Jamie trained with his friends, as well as Paul and Nina, who had fought Patrick the Nephilim. When they weren't training, Julia, Xiaoyu, and Christie threw themselves into research mode.
Julia worked tirelessly to fully decode the encrypted data of Lee's disk, while the others searched the internet on everything they could about Devil gene sufferers. For awhile, the research began to seem fruitless, until last night, when Julia discovered the origins, and purposes of the artifacts that Jamie had liberated from Devil's clutches.
Apparently, they were all key tools in performing an incredibly complicated ritual known only as: Ascending Angel.
Data on the ritual itself was rather elusive. They knew that a Nephilim performed it, with "The Seal of Metatron as his armor, and the Sovereign's Dagger as his sword"
Apparently, the five rubies known collectively as "La Vie de Angelus" (translated literally to: Blood of Angels) were supposed to contain actual traces of the first five Nephilim's blood. The rubies were inserted in the five slots of the Sovereign's Dagger, and, upon completing the Ascending Angel ritual, would unleash "The first ray of light ever to shine upon creation".
Basically, Jamie could only imagine that it was like some kind of uber, sanctified light saber…which was cool with him, he always wanted to be a Jedi.
So, now that all the mystical mumbo jumbo was almost clear, they only had one more thing to bone up on…the Ascending Angel ritual. If Kazuya went to such great lengths to hide these artifacts then surely this ritual would be the key in exorcising the demon from his body…or so Jin thought.
Lately, Jin was starting to worry Jamie. Jamie of course, was all too aware of Jin's infamous relationship with the Mishima side of his family. But that night at Lee's mansion…Jin had mentioned how different Kazuya was prior to his mother's demise. Apparently, Kazuya had excellent control on the demon inside him…but Jun's death, and ultimate sacrifice was the catalyst that made Kazuya forfeit control of his own body.
Jin thought that by the end of this, Kazuya would be back to normal…a regular man…It was far more complicated then that. Of course, Jamie would try as hard as he could to keep the real Kazuya alive…but it didn't look like it was going to happen…and if need be, Jamie was going to have to kill the man.
The thought weighed heavy on the Nephilim's conscious as he stood in the shower. Under absolutely no circumstance was a Nephilim to use his powers to kill another human being, and so far, Jamie had abided by that rule. Kazuya, however, was a breach in that rule. Devil was such a part of him that the killing him, could actually kill Kazuya in the process…
Jamie bent down and turned the water off, and stepped out of the shower. The mirror was fogged, so he wiped the condensation off of the mirror and stared at himself in the mirror:
I guess the real issue here is: When the time comes…can I do it? Can I kill another human being? Well, if he doesn't kill me first?
The King of Iron Fist Tournament was almost over now. The final five contenders were selected to face either each other, or head straight over to face Kazuya should he choose it…Jin Kazama, Doo San Hwoarang, Steve Fox, Ling Xiaoyu…and Jamie Parker…
Julia had a better run this time. She had lost her fight to Nina about two weeks ago, and Christie had been beaten by King three days after the raid at the warehouses…Julia said she had almost completed decrypting the firewalls on the disk…only two more files remained…and one of them shed more light on the Ascending Angel ritual. Jamie only hoped that she would decode it in time…because they were running so short on it…
"Oooooohhhhhhh Mmmmmmmyyyyyyy GGGGAAAAAAWWWWWDDDDD!!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!! IT'S HWOARANG!!!!!" The Japanese schoolgirl squealed delightedly.
Hwoarang flashed a grin that could make dozens of schoolgirl's worldwide hearts melt, as he made pleasantries, and signed his name on her picture. Jamie sat between him and Xiao at the Meet n' Greet. As lame-o as it sounded, Jamie was practically in awe at the sheer size of this mall. It had several floors, and seemed to be an endless expanse of shops, and glittering signs. This mall had a hotel, two movie theaters, and a rollercoaster inside it! It literally put the Mall of America to shame!
The stereotypical teenager in him wanted nothing more then to whip out his Debit Card and do some damage (especially when he saw the 70 off sale at Hot Topic, the Clearance at Pacific Sunwear, and the 50 off at Urban Outfitters). However, he would never admit this to anyone. If Kazuya Mishima did not house the evil incarnate inside of him, Jamie Parker might actually have liked the man. For doing this act of charity, Kazuya, and the Mishima Zaibatsu had given the competitors each one thousand dollar allowances for the day to spend at the mall.
Christie almost went into shock.
Her fan base consisted mainly of guys in their twenties, and teens, which all had her sign a rather infamous picture of her in her trademark Hawaiian t-shirt, and short, fringed, denim shorts. Jin and Hwoarang's fans were young Japanese schoolgirls and guys. Jamie's were the Japanese skaters, and girls who dressed like Avril Lavigne…basically, they looked a lot like his older brother Justin's fans.
Jamie smiled politely, answered their questions, and signed autographs, and took pictures. Finally, there was a break in the line.
"I'm so hungry…" Jamie whispered to Xiao.
"Don't worry, we're gonna break for lunch soon." She said with a grin.
"So, do you wanna get some lunch after this? I'm gonna put my Nephilim metabolism to the test and gorge at the food court." Jamie asked his friend as he adjusted his Bruce Lee trucker hat.
"Well…I'm not sure…are you sure you wanna go with me?" Xiao asked with her award winning grin on her face.
"Well, yeah I mea-" Jamie began.
"Psst…Jamie…you got someone." Hwoarang said with a mischievous grin on his face.
"What?" Jamie asked panickedly. "I'm sorry hold on-" Jamie said quickly…still not looking up. Hwoarang, Xiao…in fact, all his friends grinned at Jamie.
"Okay, lemme sign…" Jamie glanced up, and stared into the kind, green eyes of his older brother Justin Parker. "…Justin?!" Jamie asked in disbelief. The word passed out more like air then sound.
"Hey lil' bro! So, am I gonna get my favorite fighter's autograph?" Justin asked with a grin.
Jamie could only stare wide eyed at his brother. For the moment, he was speechless…he had missed Justin so much! What the hell was he doing here?! He was supposed to be on tour?! There was so much he wanted to say…but he could only blurt out the first thing that came to his mind.
"My hat has Bruce Lee on it…" He stammered.
Justin and the others laughed good naturedly. Jamie was a torrent of emotions. He wanted to laugh, cry, jump up, and hug his brother and his friends all at the same time. Was this their doing?
"Well, I'll take that as a nice to see ya. How 'bout this? Meet me in the food court, and we'll have lunch alright?" Justin said.
"…sure…that'd be…great…" Jamie murmured.
And so Justin Parker got his autograph, waved to the others, and walked towards the food court. Jamie was ecstatic…his brother was here! He couldn't believe it! At that moment, he forgot about his cryptic dream, and the Ascending Angel ritual…he was just lost in the moment. Unbeknownst to the Nephilim though, Kazuya Mishima saw the exchange…and a cruel smile played across his lips…
Author's Note: Okay, another sappy chapter…it'll pick up again soon I promise. Once again, I need to apologize for sucking everyone into the drama of my first flame…and sorry it took forever to upload another chappie. When the website wasn't telling that the servers were overloaded, I was battling uber homework, and a nasty cold…but I feel a little better now. I hope you enjoy this chappie…and please read and review because I'm starved for attention and need the assurance of my peers!!!