Jun Kazama emerged from the shower leaving the shower door open. She wrapped a towel around her body as she clothed and brushed out her short black hair. She put on her white headband and walked out of her son's bathroom.
In the living room she sensed the presence of someone other than Jin. Jun also smelled something, a cologne that Jin didn't wear. She knew the smell all too well. She liked it once but now it was sickening. She knew who else was in the room….Kazuya Mishima!
"What are you doing here, Kazuya?" she asked.
"I heard something terrible had happened to my beautiful Kazama," she sensed that he was smiling.
"Liar," Jun muttered. She glared, though not knowing where he was.
He advanced on her, touched her chin with his fingers. She pulled at his wrist and it snapped. Jin just watched as his parents fought, physically; amazed that his mother was blind and never fought better.
"Go Mom!" Jin cheered, but he dared not cheer aloud for fear Kazuya would kill him.
Jun broke his arm, the opposite arm as his broken wrist. Now, if he lived, he would have two casts. Oh hell with it, Jun broke his legs too.
Kazuya was now on the floor cringing at the pain. "If only mom could see this!" thought Jin as he laughed silently to himself. He thought it ironic how whenever he had been hurt his father would laugh and now the tables were turned. "Uh, Mom? You broke all his limbs….How's he gonna get back to, um, where ever it is he came from?" Jun hadn't thought of that.