Second chapi!!! Weee! Writing like a madman here!.. or at least a madgirl.. yeah yeah whatever… It's fun to write this you know.. reallllly fun. I've been to my country's capitel and played in the woods… I don't know if you have a word for it in English but it's called Lajv in Swedish… And this is what you do: Pretend that you live in the middle age, play your roll and have fun… Reeeeaaalllyyyy fun ^_^ Well well now on with da fic!
Oh And I still don't own the damn Tekken! ^_~
Chapter 2 Meeting Heihachi and Jin
Slowly the girl wakes up to a stiff and cold environment. She moved her hand to the back of her neck and rubbed it. Something was wrong. She started to open her eyes. Although the lids was still very heavy. She saw someone; yes someone else was in that room. She tried to blink away he sleep from her eyes and soon enough she could almost se clearly.
"Who's there? And… where am I?"
"So she finally woke up. Good" His voice sounded more like a mumble to her than words.
She put her palm against the stiff table she seemed to lie on and pushed away with her arm so she at least would sit up. With her other hand she slightly rubbed her eyes. She looked around. What was this? An operation table? It sure felt like it. The cold surface, the sterile air. A flex twined in under her shirt. She let her fingers follow it and felt a pad just above her heart. She ripped it out and a signal went flat.
"Alright… Your heartbeat just went flat. Either you're dead or you want my attention." He turned around with a strange smirk on his face.
She squinted a little towards him.
"You're that man aren't you? The guy who arrange the Iron fist tournament."
The old man nodded slowly, still having his eyes on her.
"Correct" He said sharp. "My name is Heihachi Mishima. Welcome to my mansion."
She frowned at him. Welcome? Funny idea of welcome he had…
"What? What the hell am I doing here? And how did I get here?"
Heihachi turned around and started to press the buttons on one of the many machines in the room while he answered her question.
"I took you here after you were taken out yesterday night, and what you are doing here you are about to know."
She slipped back a strand of her behind her ear and looked at him.
"Last night?" She said in an inquiring tone. And started to remember. "Yeah last night." But she couldn't understand why she had lost. She lowered her eyes with a puzzled look on her face.
"Very well. This is how it is." He suddenly turned around and she got a little startled. He put his hands on the table and looked at her, focused on getting eye contact before he spoke again. "You… are going to fight for me."
Her mouth opened a little by surprise and she wrinkled her nose.
"Say what?" She laughed a little and shook her head. "Now why would I do that?"
He leaned a little bit forward towards her. He looked rather creepy on this close range.
"Because I say so." He got that stupid looking smile on is face again. "And I know everything there is to know about you." Her eyes widened. What the hell did he mean by that? "Your name… Your height… Your favorite food… Where your eye color come from… Why your mother-"
"Shut it…" She said rapid and sharp when she cut him of. She was quiet for a while and avoided his eye contact. "I get the point." She said between clenched teeth. She forced her head back to meet his eye. "And if I don't agree?"
"There are things that's so much worse than death."
What a situation. Not even a day after she had arrived in Tokyo she had fallen into the hands of this… man. He seemed to know things about her. Things that she didn't wan anyone else to know. She sighed lightly. Alone in a strange land, strange town and in the house of a stranger. Damn.
"Alright… I'll do it."
"Good. You will live here. You will do as I say. You will never talk about this to anyone." He rose and straightened his back. She looked up at him. And not in a pleased kind of way. "And… you will have the good opportunity to go to school. Talk to the guard outside. He'll tell you more." And Heihachi turned around to walk out. The door didn't make any sound as it closed.
She had held her breath and now let it go. She closed her eyes en put her hand against her forehead. What a mess. Well better get over it and get going. She jumped of the flat undesirable table. Her legs bore her although she wobbled a little. Still a little numb. She yawned and though about what he told her to do. She slapped her forehead when she remembered.
"Aw man… School. Though that was one of the reasons to why I left the damn place."
She walked out he door and saw the guard. Shook her head, wondering why she was doing this.
"Hey you… The old man told me to-"
"Head straight down, after the you passed the twelfth door you will enter the thirteenth. And then the second door to the left. In there you will find a dining room. There will be a young man. When he leaves you follow him and by the end of the table you will find your bag. Together with other necessaries."
She looked kind of worried when he got quiet. How big was this place exactly? She waited a while then she looked up at him.
"Can't you just lead me there?"
"No ma'am"
"You do know I have the worst sense of direction in the world..?"
The half giant just glanced down at her.
Well it didn't seem like she was going to be shown there so she started walking. One two three… seven eight… eleven twelve. And she stopped before the thirteenth door. Her hand pushed it open and the corridors immediately changed. From the bright white to a pleasant brown wood color. She looked around while she walked over to the second door on her… Right? Left? What was it? She scratched the back of her neck and pushed the right door open and moved her head in. It looked like a dining hall… But the light weren't on… no one was there. And she didn't spot her bag either. She turned out and bumped into one of the maids. She excused herself and smiled.
"Would you know where I'm going? I'm searching for a dining hall with a man in it."
Well that sounded... strange. But the maid just smiled at her
"You must be meaning his young master Kazama. He is just over here." She pointed a bit forward and the woman started to head over to the door.
In the middle of it was a window so she saw right threw it. It was someone sitting in there. All alone in a giant dining hall. She squinted a little and tried to get a better picture of him before she entered. But all she could make out was that he was black haired, well built and probably around the same age as herself. Suddenly he turned his head towards the door and looked straight at her. She smiled a little and put her hand on the doorknob and turned it. She opened the door and slipped in.
"Hi" She greeted him, and then her eyes fell on her bag and she let out a relived sigh. Although you probably couldn't hear it.
"Hi" His voice didn't really hold any emotions.
She walked up to her bag quite hastily and squatted by it. She opened it and let her hand search around in it. Her eyes narrowed but soon it seemed as if she found what she was looking for. When she pulled up her arm and she was holding the pair of grappling gloves she had wore before.
"Perfect" She mumbled before she put them on. Her head rose towards the man that was just slightly looking at her. A smile grew in her lips again and she walked up to him and put out her hand. "My name's Sora. Pleased to meet you."
"Jin" He said grabbing her hand.
His handshake was firmed, a little too firmed. 'Cut back on the strength' she thought but showed nothing.
"So… I'm supposed to follow you wherever you are going… That's what the old geezer seemed to want me to anyway."
"Heihachi?" He asked while he emptied his glass.
"Yeah I think that's his name." She stared out the windows for a while but looked at him again when he rose. "So where are you going?" 'The answer better be good cause nothing else is…'
"To school."
"Aw man," She complained aloud. He walked passed her and she grabbed her bag, and a folder that was placed under it. "Fuck this" She said when she started walking after him.
Jin smiled a little, but not so she would notice it. He pushed down the doorknob and swung the door open. Jin walked out and the girl, Sora, followed him. Silently and slowly the door closed behind them.
A/N:Sooo.. what did ya think? Tell me dammit! Love the reviews
Oh.. and Blue wolf.. thanks for the name on the gloves! I wouldn't figure that out by myself… Well well don't forget the feedback!
Next chapter will be posted within a week
Oh And I still don't own the damn Tekken! ^_~
Chapter 2 Meeting Heihachi and Jin
Slowly the girl wakes up to a stiff and cold environment. She moved her hand to the back of her neck and rubbed it. Something was wrong. She started to open her eyes. Although the lids was still very heavy. She saw someone; yes someone else was in that room. She tried to blink away he sleep from her eyes and soon enough she could almost se clearly.
"Who's there? And… where am I?"
"So she finally woke up. Good" His voice sounded more like a mumble to her than words.
She put her palm against the stiff table she seemed to lie on and pushed away with her arm so she at least would sit up. With her other hand she slightly rubbed her eyes. She looked around. What was this? An operation table? It sure felt like it. The cold surface, the sterile air. A flex twined in under her shirt. She let her fingers follow it and felt a pad just above her heart. She ripped it out and a signal went flat.
"Alright… Your heartbeat just went flat. Either you're dead or you want my attention." He turned around with a strange smirk on his face.
She squinted a little towards him.
"You're that man aren't you? The guy who arrange the Iron fist tournament."
The old man nodded slowly, still having his eyes on her.
"Correct" He said sharp. "My name is Heihachi Mishima. Welcome to my mansion."
She frowned at him. Welcome? Funny idea of welcome he had…
"What? What the hell am I doing here? And how did I get here?"
Heihachi turned around and started to press the buttons on one of the many machines in the room while he answered her question.
"I took you here after you were taken out yesterday night, and what you are doing here you are about to know."
She slipped back a strand of her behind her ear and looked at him.
"Last night?" She said in an inquiring tone. And started to remember. "Yeah last night." But she couldn't understand why she had lost. She lowered her eyes with a puzzled look on her face.
"Very well. This is how it is." He suddenly turned around and she got a little startled. He put his hands on the table and looked at her, focused on getting eye contact before he spoke again. "You… are going to fight for me."
Her mouth opened a little by surprise and she wrinkled her nose.
"Say what?" She laughed a little and shook her head. "Now why would I do that?"
He leaned a little bit forward towards her. He looked rather creepy on this close range.
"Because I say so." He got that stupid looking smile on is face again. "And I know everything there is to know about you." Her eyes widened. What the hell did he mean by that? "Your name… Your height… Your favorite food… Where your eye color come from… Why your mother-"
"Shut it…" She said rapid and sharp when she cut him of. She was quiet for a while and avoided his eye contact. "I get the point." She said between clenched teeth. She forced her head back to meet his eye. "And if I don't agree?"
"There are things that's so much worse than death."
What a situation. Not even a day after she had arrived in Tokyo she had fallen into the hands of this… man. He seemed to know things about her. Things that she didn't wan anyone else to know. She sighed lightly. Alone in a strange land, strange town and in the house of a stranger. Damn.
"Alright… I'll do it."
"Good. You will live here. You will do as I say. You will never talk about this to anyone." He rose and straightened his back. She looked up at him. And not in a pleased kind of way. "And… you will have the good opportunity to go to school. Talk to the guard outside. He'll tell you more." And Heihachi turned around to walk out. The door didn't make any sound as it closed.
She had held her breath and now let it go. She closed her eyes en put her hand against her forehead. What a mess. Well better get over it and get going. She jumped of the flat undesirable table. Her legs bore her although she wobbled a little. Still a little numb. She yawned and though about what he told her to do. She slapped her forehead when she remembered.
"Aw man… School. Though that was one of the reasons to why I left the damn place."
She walked out he door and saw the guard. Shook her head, wondering why she was doing this.
"Hey you… The old man told me to-"
"Head straight down, after the you passed the twelfth door you will enter the thirteenth. And then the second door to the left. In there you will find a dining room. There will be a young man. When he leaves you follow him and by the end of the table you will find your bag. Together with other necessaries."
She looked kind of worried when he got quiet. How big was this place exactly? She waited a while then she looked up at him.
"Can't you just lead me there?"
"No ma'am"
"You do know I have the worst sense of direction in the world..?"
The half giant just glanced down at her.
Well it didn't seem like she was going to be shown there so she started walking. One two three… seven eight… eleven twelve. And she stopped before the thirteenth door. Her hand pushed it open and the corridors immediately changed. From the bright white to a pleasant brown wood color. She looked around while she walked over to the second door on her… Right? Left? What was it? She scratched the back of her neck and pushed the right door open and moved her head in. It looked like a dining hall… But the light weren't on… no one was there. And she didn't spot her bag either. She turned out and bumped into one of the maids. She excused herself and smiled.
"Would you know where I'm going? I'm searching for a dining hall with a man in it."
Well that sounded... strange. But the maid just smiled at her
"You must be meaning his young master Kazama. He is just over here." She pointed a bit forward and the woman started to head over to the door.
In the middle of it was a window so she saw right threw it. It was someone sitting in there. All alone in a giant dining hall. She squinted a little and tried to get a better picture of him before she entered. But all she could make out was that he was black haired, well built and probably around the same age as herself. Suddenly he turned his head towards the door and looked straight at her. She smiled a little and put her hand on the doorknob and turned it. She opened the door and slipped in.
"Hi" She greeted him, and then her eyes fell on her bag and she let out a relived sigh. Although you probably couldn't hear it.
"Hi" His voice didn't really hold any emotions.
She walked up to her bag quite hastily and squatted by it. She opened it and let her hand search around in it. Her eyes narrowed but soon it seemed as if she found what she was looking for. When she pulled up her arm and she was holding the pair of grappling gloves she had wore before.
"Perfect" She mumbled before she put them on. Her head rose towards the man that was just slightly looking at her. A smile grew in her lips again and she walked up to him and put out her hand. "My name's Sora. Pleased to meet you."
"Jin" He said grabbing her hand.
His handshake was firmed, a little too firmed. 'Cut back on the strength' she thought but showed nothing.
"So… I'm supposed to follow you wherever you are going… That's what the old geezer seemed to want me to anyway."
"Heihachi?" He asked while he emptied his glass.
"Yeah I think that's his name." She stared out the windows for a while but looked at him again when he rose. "So where are you going?" 'The answer better be good cause nothing else is…'
"To school."
"Aw man," She complained aloud. He walked passed her and she grabbed her bag, and a folder that was placed under it. "Fuck this" She said when she started walking after him.
Jin smiled a little, but not so she would notice it. He pushed down the doorknob and swung the door open. Jin walked out and the girl, Sora, followed him. Silently and slowly the door closed behind them.
A/N:Sooo.. what did ya think? Tell me dammit! Love the reviews
Oh.. and Blue wolf.. thanks for the name on the gloves! I wouldn't figure that out by myself… Well well don't forget the feedback!
Next chapter will be posted within a week