Chapter 9:

Jyn

Cold. Wet. Green? Jyn's eyes shot open then slammed closed from the sting. He was immersed in water… or something like it. Breathing… how was he breathing.. unless… His eyes shot open again, and eventually gained adaptation to the liquid stinging his eyes. He was in a tube. 'Damn. … Virgil!' Jyn twisted and turned, seeing his twin unconscious in the next tube over. He thrashed and pulled at the cords. Tapping? Someone was tapping! Jyn froze. That boy. That redhead was hanging upside down in front of his confinement. The boy sighed, and gave him the 'quiet' sign, putting a finger over his lips.

Jumping down, the boy looked around silently for a few moments, finding what seemed to be a computer keyboard, the boy pushed a few buttons. After a second, the green liquid began to drain and Jyn found himself coughing. The wires retreated and the tube opened quietly. Jyn, on the other hand, fell out head first onto the floor.

"Here. You'll be needin' some of these." The redheaded eleven year old threw what seemed to be scrub pants at his naked friend. Jyn wondered what he was doing to help them… What was his name again? Oh yeah, Sean or something that American-ish. He slipped the pants on without a word and searched for another pair as Sean deactivated Kazaa's tube. Once Sean pulled the unconscious twin out, Jyn dressed him and looked at the door, listening for anything suspicious.

"What's going on?" He heard his voice croak and his eyes were a bit out of focus. Something wasn't right.

"I followed you. Knew you were up to nothing good. Then you're old man sacked you, threw you in tubes." Sean scoffed. "I hate Mishimas more than anything, but I couldn't help but get you out. … It's just sick. Throwing your own grand kids in test tubes."

"So it's not that you hate us less, you just hate Kazuya more."

"Damn right."

"No truce?"

"No truce. Temp. group fighting?"

"Temporary group fighting. Agreed?"
"Agreed." Sean replied. Jyn studied him for a moment then tried to wake Kazaa, with no avail.

"He's out cold." Sean knew what Jyn meant. It meant a more complicated escape. Jyn pulled his twin onto his back and tied Kazaa's arms and legs around himself with rope.

"I know a way out, follow me." Sean ran off, sprinting quietly. Normally, the rash and brazen Jyn wouldn't have taken liking to the thought of following someone else, but his brother was unconscious, and his life was in Jyn's hands. 'I'm doing it for Kazaa.' It took them approximately thirty minutes and five near-captures just to make it out to the Mishima's gardens. By then, the sirens were sounding once again, and minions of the dark family were swarming by the minute. Two eleven year olds and one out of commission against hundreds of soldiers wasn't a good omen.

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"That's one down."

"Five." Jin stated; four guards falling to the floor either unconscious or dead. He couldn't tell which at the moment. Denise scanned the room, clearing it. Gun in hand, she carefully stepped over the puddles of green liquid on the floor. "They were here?"

".. In the tubes." Jin turned his gaze sharply to his dark skinned friend. "They were doing tests." She held up random bunches of papers scribbled with numerous markings and items. Jin looked around.

"Someone else was here. They couldn't have gotten out by themselves."

"Who do you think helped them?"

"I don't know." Sirens sounded. "Troops. They're coming. We need to hurry." Jin followed Denise back the way they came and through the air way. They dropped off near the outskirts of the fortress and the guards were hot on their trails. Running through the crack in the fortress wall, Denise found her way through the fortress walls that seemed like never ending hallways and stairwells. Jin followed her, both fighting off gunfire and combat assaults. Ducking into a room, barricading the door and escaping through the ventilation chambers, Denise and Jin reached the top of the walls.

"The kids probably took to the sewers-"

"We'll take the streets. Look." Denise pointed to the gunfire about a hundred meters from the garden exits. Jin growled under his breath and took off, Denise at his heels when they heard guards coming for them. The two jumped to the ground on the other side, and assaulted the drivers of a Mishima vehicle, stealing it in the process and heading for the garden gates. Jin swerved through the trees and grass. Bullets grazed the Jeep and ricocheted off of the metal. Denise shot back, taking out the wheel on one truck, and the driver of the other. Someone's dad probably just died. She reloaded and ducking behind the front seat, she shot back against the onslaught. Arriving near the garden gates, the forest inside was dark and bleak. They were gone. Either captured again, or being chased through the sewers that had been connected to the well found in the west side of the garden. Jin hoped for the second.

Not wanting to endanger the kids further, Jin swerved around, heading straight for the other truck. "Hold on." Denise ducked beneath the seat on the floorboard as Jin sped up, ramming the Jeep into the other truck, running over it and flipping once. He slammed it into second gear and kept driving after the roll. Denise climbed back into the seat and watched for any other attackers, obviously shaken by the rash action the quiet, gentle Jin had displayed. Jin sped up and hoped to get to the city before the twins did. Maybe they'd be able to intercept the guards and throw Kazuya in jail or put him on death row. Not likely, but Jin hoped he could dream.