A Tale of Murder, Vengeance and Love

by Delirium3000

AN: Ok, first off, I would like to say thank you for your patience. Those who reviewed (both of you), thanks for taking the time to tell me what you feel about it. I appreciate it. Keep it coming. And one more thing: I have never been to Japan, so what I write here may not be exact, but then again, I'm no nitpicker, and neither should you be.

Disclaimer: I still do not own Tekken or any of its characters, Namco does. So keep the lawyers off my back. We clear on that? Good. Now we start.

change of perspective (3rd person always, following either Bryan or Nina)

"text" Dialogue

text Thoughts

You get the idea. R&R, and you will get more...

Chapter 2: Contacts

Hell, this is not going my way. Finding that winged nut-job here is like finding a suitcase of uranium at Wal-Mart. And even though I could see him easily, he does not want to be found. And when he doesn't want to be found, you can't find him.
Walking through Shinjuku, Bryan was feeling like punching someone. But even he wouldn't do something like that for no reason. So he just continued, knowing Yoshimitsu had a flair for arcade gaming, of all things. Bryan's eyes were watching every arcade booth he passed on the way to nowhere in particular. For each booth he saw, there was only the pathetic low-lifes wasting away by the joystick and spoiled teen brats of the upper-class families of Tokyo, thinking that they were the coolest people on earth or something stupid like that. Seeing this discouraged Bryan from the attempt to seek out Yoshimitsu, until he saw a strange man in armour standing by a "Time Crisis 3" machine in the corner.
Well, well, there he is...time to catch up...Bryan smirked and went over to the Manji leader.

"Hey, Yoshimitsu!" The armoured figure turned on hearing his name, but in doing that, he lost the game.
"Shimatta, Furi-san!" Yoshimitsu flicked a translator-switch on his neck, and left the light gun in the arcade machine. "Now, what do you want from me?"
Bryan looked sternly at the Ninja and said: "Why were you following me? And why didn't you kill me?"
Yoshimitsu laughed with a hollow, mechanical voice. "That is because Boskonovich needs you, Fury. We never wished you any harm anyway, you are too valuable."
"What?" Bryan was astonished. Abel had indoctrinated Bryan, making him believe that Yoshimitsu and Boskonovich wanted Bryan and Abel dead.
"You never knew?" Yoshimitsu looked at him. "Then I don't suppose you ever heard the details on Project Cyberman, then."
Bryan shook his head. He had heard the name from Abel, but never anything more than that.
"I am not surprised. It is the truth about your superior strength, as well as the truth about you, Fury..."

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What is he doing?
Unbeknownst to Bryan, he had been watched. Ever since he began walking down the street where Yoshimitsu was, Nina had been watching. She was given Yoshimitsu's location from the start. Now she was looking while the former enemies talked. Where have I seen him before? The Ninja I recognize, but Abel's former project... I know I've seen him before... Wait. Now I remember! He was at the third King of Iron Fist Tournament! But I have to find out who he is...She pulled out a directional microphone and pointed it towards Bryan and Yoshimitsu.

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"Project Cyberman was the brainchild of both Boskonovich and Abel. Once they were like brothers, but Abel became greedy and power-mongering. It went to his head with Cyberman. The second he had all the necessary data, he fled Japan and went to the states to find a subject – you."
"Well, this is just great! Like I didn't have enough of a reason to rip the damn fool apart, now I find out that I'm just a pawn in his game for control over whatever it is he wants! Shit!"
"Abel wants control over the Mishima Zaibatsu. He had it before the first King of Iron Fist Tournament, and Kazuya Mishima fired him straight afterwards. Young Kazuya has always been a thorn in Abel's side. But Heihachi, never held anything against Abel. Which perhaps would explain the fact that Abel is re-hired as main scientific advisor for the Mishima Zaibatsu. I don't know why Heihachi waited so long, but Abel would not refuse another offer to retry another secret grab for power at the Zaibatsu."
"Which in turn explains why he suddenly got all antsy when he received the offer from them. The bastard!" Bryan gritted his teeth and cracked his knuckles.
"All in due time, Fury. We have already got a plan of sorts underway. All I can tell you now is that we need your cooperation in finding Abel and bringing us his research material. In return, we will use this to help you in synthesizing your serum."
Bryan twitched. "How did you know?"
Yoshimitsu started to walk. "Remember, Boskonovich and Abel were once partners. I read his Cyberman log myself. Some interesting procedures. If it was ever made public, or legal, for that matter, the world would get very strange very quick."
"Yeah. But enough chit-chat. What do you need of me?"
"Check in at this hotel, and await further instructions."
Yoshimitsu handed Bryan a small hotel pamphlet. Without hesitation, Bryan accepted, and went straight for the hotel.

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That's my cue! Time to move.
With incredible precision, Nina packed her D-microphone into a briefcase and got out of the alley she was hiding in. Knowing the city better than Bryan did, she managed to beat him to the hotel, and waited for him a block away. When she spotted him, she went towards the hotel herself. She arrived while Bryan still stood in the reception.
"...and here's the key. Room 306."
"Thanks."Bryan picked up the keycard and took the elevator up. Nina went straight for the reception.
"Any available rooms?"
"Errr...yes. Room 315. Here's the key. Call us if you need something!"
"I will."You're mine, Fury!

Bryan got into the room and dropped on the bed. It was comfortable. He couldn't remember the last time he felt comfortable like this. He stared at the ceiling fan. It was soothing. A sensation of tiredness crept to him. He slept. But only for a couple of hours, before he awoke, not needing any more sleep than that. He couldn't remember the last time he had slept for two entire hours, and felt satisfied.
I'm free at last. But am I really free? I have five months and three weeks left before I need my...serum. Damn Abel! Damn him and his selfishness! He left me for dead in Japan, that bastard!Bryan was building up a rage, and sneered through gritted teeth:
"I wish that son of a bitch was dead!"
Then, a female voice: "That's my job, and your vengeance, Mr. Fury."
Bryan sat up, like he had received a shot of adrenaline in the chest, shocked by the sudden arival of the voice. She chuckled almost mockingly at Bryan.
"I don't blame you for being startled, Mr. Fury."
"Who are you, then?"
"The Angel of Death, and I will grant your wish."

In from the door came a beautiful blonde woman, wearing a purple skin-tight PVC catsuit, unzipped in the front, revealing some serious cleavage. She was wearing high heels and a gun holster on her right thigh, a knife on the inside of her left shin. As deadly as she was beautiful; the perfect femme fatale. Bryan knew who she was. She was Nina Williams, one of the world's greatest assassins. But Bryan was not scared. She would not put on a show like this to a victim. Instead, Bryan just looked at her, standing in front of him. He was unsure what to make of what he was feeling, but whatever it was, it was trying too keep him off his cool, and it didn't work well enough for now.

"Well, hello there...Say, what's a beautiful girl like you doing in a place like this, and not to mention in my room?"
"Spare me those ridiculous pick-up lines, Fury. Let's get to business."
"I agree. Call me Bryan."
"Bryan...Nina Williams. If we're gonna work together, call me Nina."
Bryan got up from the bed and shook her hand. "Nina...Nice name. But we are to work together, you say? I was not informed of this."
"Well, you are the only one known to my client for being an ex-project of Abel's, being still alive and with a grudge against him, am I right?"
"That's partially true..."
Nina looked at him with a puzzled look on her face.
"If I don't get more of these..." Bryan pulled out a syringe from his belt, "...in less than five months and three weeks, then I am dead. Again."
"What do you mean, 'again'?"
Bryan smirked at this response. "I see we have a lot to learn about each other..."

To be continued...

AN: Well, it seems the chapters get longer and longer each time. I hope I've satisfied you for now. If you want to see other cameo's like Yoshimitsu, tell me in a review, and I'll see what I can do.