Chapter 7:

Jyn

"Well if you wouldn't have been so intent on knowing what I had to say, we wouldn't be here now would we!"

"Dammit, Jyn would you stop being pessimistic. It's not ALL my fault!"

"Oh, HO. Right. Sure. Put the blame on me. I was trying to warn you!"

"Please, like you could ever notice things past wanting to beat the crap out of people." They had been arguing for the last hour and it was really starting to wear on Kazuya's nerves. He began to even wonder if they had the gene in them like their father.

"Kazaa you REALLY need to shut up."

"... Sure. You're the one who always does the talking RIGHT?"

"I'm serious, Kazaa."

"So am I. I'm tired of you trying to walk all over me. What the fuck is your problem!"

"What the hell are you talking about! I'm not 'walking all over you', it's your fault we're in this."

"My fault?"

"Yes your fault!" Jyn snapped. Kazuya massaged his left temple and clicked his tongue. This was so not worth it.

/... Throw 'em off the top floor./

'You wish'

/... No seriously./

'I should'

"DAMMIT KAZAA! It's all YOUR FAULT."

"SHUT UP YOU SELFCENTERED-" Kazaa fell backwards in the chair that he was tied to and looked up after the harsh fall. Kazuya frowned at him and Jyn fell silent... for once.

"Sir?" One of the guards spoke up, asking Kazuya what they needed to do.

"Keep them here. I don't want any interference in the tournament." He turned and left the room, taking with him, two guards and leaving one in the room and two outside the door. Kazaa tried to glance at his brother but found it hard to do so. Upon not being able to see his brother, he began to look about the room for some sign of escape. A small window to the right, very high up on the wall, and the guard was standing there too. The door to his left and two guards outside of the door. But he wasn't sure about that. It had been an assumption. It was going to take more than his brains to get out of this one and Jyn's attitude surely hadn't settled from the on going argument from earlier.

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"What do you mean you lost them?" Denise squeaked. "They could be hurt! or or or-"

"Denise. Calm down. They're probably off causing trouble like Kazama used to do." Hwoarang waved it off and Paul scratched the back of his head.

"Guess I should have kept them with me." Lei sighed.

"No it's not your fault Lei, I'm sure you were doing the best you could."

"Damn those Mishimas! If it wasn't for them, I'd be the champ by now!" Paul received a glare from Denise, Lei, and Marshall at the same time. "Oh, and uh.. The kids wouldn't be in danger." A sigh escaped Marshall.

"I suppose we should start looking for them..."

"The tournament's starting soon and you'll forfeit your fights by default if you're not there... I'll search for them." Denise declared.

"Not alone. What if the Mishima's do have them? ... I think Forest will go with you."

"What? but-" Forest looked exasperated.

"No 'but's I'm serious. You should have been helping us look after them. They're only kids after all." Marshall turned his attention to the entrance to the Mishima tournament grounds. "Who knows where they are."

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"Jyn."

"MMmmmnn."

"Jyn."

"GRrrmmmn."

"Jyn, this is no time to be sleeping!" Kazaa whispered harshly. Jyn opened his eyes in the dark room and focused on his brother, who was still lying on the floor in the chair.

"What?" he frowned.

"There aren't any cameras..."

"So?"

"Threaten the guard." Kazaa tried to turn in the chair with no avail. Jyn raised an eyebrow.

"Odd request."

"Please, just do it Jyn." Jyn frowned at Kazaa's voice but turned to the guard.

"Hey, gramps. You always wear your underwear on the outside?" He taunted, referring to the guard's armored uniform. No response. "You think you're all bad don't you." Jyn taunted. "Even that crack head of a boss of yours, you know, the spiky haired retard? He thinks he's so cool... Kidnapping kids like us. Boy, I bet the only reason you have us tied up is 'cause you couldn't take us. Ha! You couldn't take me! Even Kazaa could wipe the floor with your head!" No response.

"I think it's a hologram." Kazaa said, this time in normal tone tossing his shoe at the guard with his foot. The shoe flew through the illusion and hit the wall with a thud.

"What makes you think that?" Jyn scowled. Kazaa sat up and scratched his head.

"Cause he didn't respond. You'd think they'd be loyal, you know? And my shoe just went through his bladder and hit the wall clean." Jyn gawked at his brother.

"YOU- You've been untied this whole time and you didn't tell me!" Jyn thrashed in the chair. Kazaa yawned.

"I wanted to make sure it was a hologram. Besides, there's no cameras or wires in here and the guy wasn't responding when I asked him to help me up." Kazaa stood and dusted himself off.

"Get me out."

"That's what he wants us to do. He wants to see if we can escape." Jyn raised an eyebrow.

"What makes you say that Kazaa?"

"Well, no cameras, an open window, a hologram of a soldier, and the door didn't lock when he left."

"..."

"You know you love me."

"... Untie me. We're getting out of here."

"No, I hardly think we're getting out. He said something about 'interfering with the tournament'. If he took us, then it must have something to do with Dad."

"..."

"Which means, whatever he's going to do to Dad in the tournament, then he doesn't want us to be in the way." Kazaa explained, looking out the window in the door and ducking as people walked by. "But I don't know what's so special about us... Maybe he just doesn't want us in the way. I wonder what he wants with Dad... And to do that, we're going to have to stay here."

"... So, you wanna stay here to save our dad?"

"Not specifically. If I've done my homework, and I always do-"

"Tell me about it..." Jyn mumbled.

"The tournament lasts a few days at the least. If you're going through hell,"

"Keep going, yeah, yeah. So you.. Wait! You're not serious! This place is crawling with those Tekken-shu thingies and warmongers! And it's safe to say, even the two of us can't even begin to imagine what it'd be like trying to get into the main central computers and looking up what's hidden just to find out what's really going on so we can save dad-..." Jyn stopped in realization and frowned.

"I love it when you think, Jyn." Kazaa laughed and untied the ropes.

"There's no way-"

"There is, but you won't like it." Kazaa grinned and looked out the door window again.