a/n: OK so the people voted and they voted for "Love in the Shadows" so that's the title of my long awaited (not really) sequel to "China Rose". Well OK this one is going to be in 3rd person. (I'm kinda good using first person, and now lets put up a challenge, lol) Also set tekken 4ish. Thats all I can say right now... Cuz the rest I'm not sure... Well enjoy! Oh yeah ahem I made a disclaimer-poem (I made it up all by myself 2 )... I like to play tekken, oh yes I do. But I don't own it, so please don't sue.
Love in the Shadows--- Prologue---
A young man walked the busy and bustling streets of Brisbane, Australia. He didn't seem to be going anywhere in particular. Soon he reached his destination, an old building with some apartments and what seemed to be a dojo of some sort. He walked into the dojo and trained in traditional karate for 3 hours. He was the only one there, surely all the others who trained there were out doing something with loved ones on a beautiful day such as this. Not Jin, he was training in a run down dojo.
There were only a few things that fueled him and kept him alive everyday, his despicable devil gene, getting his revenge upon Heihachi, and the one that overshadowed all else, the thought of Xiao back in Japan waiting for him. His main reason for living was nearly 5 and a half thousand miles away. He should've been dead at the hand of his grandfather, but the devil gene saved him. After he had beaten the Toshin and he was about to return to her, Heihachi had betrayed him and shot him, then Jin transformed and flew away. He thought of her in his every conscious moment as well as his subconscious. He dreamed of her every night, most of what he dreamed about her should only be kept between him and her.
After his bout of rigorous training he retired to his apartment above the dojo. It contained a living room, a bathroom, a kitchen that was never used, and a small bedroom. One of the constant thoughts that plagued his mind were of his angel, wondering if she'd listened to his anonymous email telling her that she should get away from Heihachi and the Mishima Zaibatsu. Jin wasn't sure if Heihachi knew about what was between he and Xiao. He'd hoped not, if so then she was in great danger.
Jin walked over to his, well rather his Sensei's computer and turned it on. He was surfing the net when a pop-up ad for tekken 4 covered his screen. He'd known about tekken 4 for quite some time and even had a flier on his bulletin board, however he hadn't registered yet. He clicked the ad and it took him to the official site. On the site there were many options, one could register, one could look at the prize, and one could look up fighters from past tournaments. Not being able to resist he looked up the fighters from past tournaments. He looked over the pictures, he'd seen his mother's, and his bastard father's, then he scrolled down to Tekken 3 and there she was, he saw his picture, and others, he kept scrolling down and it seemed as though some of the fighters taking place in the fourth tournament were already registered. Among those were Julia, Hwoarang, some from the older tournaments and Xiaoyu. He looked eagerly to see if there was a picture and fate was being kind to him that day because there was. He fervently clicked upon it and a large head-shot of Xiaoyu popped up. He took a few minutes to admire it. She was smiling as always, her hair was in pigtails, and she was still beautiful. Yet she was different. Her eyes seemed to have lost a bit of their sparkle and her smile seemed more dismal and forced. Jin couldn't help but feel a bit guilty seeing as he did have a large part in this.
After he was done examining her picture he registered into the tournament under an assumed name. He was ready to finally defeat Heihachi, and obtain his other half, a small chinese girl by the name of Ling Xiaoyu.
a/n: so what did you think for the prologue? I know its pretty short... But all of my prologues are short, sorry. I think that it basically got the point across. Please review and tell me what you think! I know it has many grammatical errors, but hey! It's pretty good for 2 am. Well I'm tired so have a Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year and all that jazz!
