Author's notes: Greetings everyone, for I returned with another chapter. I also have some good news. Another fic about Asuka will becoming sometime in the future, a very different one that I've been plotting up for sometime now. I won't reveal much on it since you guys know how secreative I am about my fics, but I can say it's coming. Anyway, read and enjoy the fic.
Asuka had choked shaken coughs, ejecting sprinkles of warm saliva from her throat as Hwoarang tried to squeeze as much life out of the girl as he saw fit. She could not understand Hwoarang's anger, the pain that had drove him mad the moment Demonsquose had issued a command to him. But that had to be the cause, and Asuka learned that somehow Demonsquose was controlling Hwoarang. If she did not act fast, her oxygen would continue to deplete rapidly until she met the very occurrence of her unwanted demise. Given only one choice, Asuka smashed her foot into the zombie like Hwoarang's exposed chest and sent him skidding half way across the concrete built ring floor.
"You, somehow I can tell you're tied into this," she said, turning to face Demonsquose.
"Slave! Get back up and finish her," the haggard fighter said, referring to Hwoarang.
The Korean stood on one foot from the floor and then soon got up on the other. He prepared to charge Asuka and strangle her again, but she was ready, and kicked him as he neared her body. With a vast array of blows, the girl from Japan laid on a hefty amount of combos to Hwoarang's chest, face, and legs. However, he continued to pursue her, his wounds healing quickly as she stepped back to think of another plan.
"Damn. He's eating up all my attacks."
Hwoarang returned Asuka's attack in the form of a harsh kick below the waist. Asuka bent over as she felt the pain worsen, holding herself. Hwoarang's attacks were never so strong, but they were now. Regardless of that, Asuka did not give in though. She did her best to keep throwing out attacks, but her efforts soon became reckless, not having any effect on the Korean. Every strike issued was absorbed and shaken off.
Jin Kazama watched from the outside in the mist of the shadows as the girl that had helped him through his sickness took a rough beating from his Korean rival. There, he had sensed something strange happening behind the scenes as the two fought. Suddenly, from outside of the ring, Jin could feel something pulsating within him, something not too pleasant. It was the same ill pain, the pain he had felt before in the hotel room coming back to haunt him. It started in the form of a single thud and later turned into brisk fire that burned inside his heart and mind. His brain felt like it was on fire, melting away into nothing but ashes. Clinching his naked ribs, he could acknowledge the pain was coiling, burning down there too. As it worsened, he could feel himself changing, and, with that, he transformed, transformed into what had feared most, The Devil creature, the evil that had existed within him since he was but a small child. Jin had done terrible things as the Devil and looked to continue when he turned his attention elsewhere.
Setting his sights to the ring, the Devil that had taken control of the young man jumped into the ring with his eyes hardening a strong glare at both Asuka and Hwoarang.
"Now what?" Asuka said, annoyed.
"What the? Who are you?" asked Demonsquose.
The creature did not answer, only shooting a bright red laser beam out into the screaming crowd of spectators as some sort of response from the glowing retinas in his eyes. Asuka watched as hundreds of easily frightened people evacuated the arena, leaving the fighters as the only people left standing inside. Demonsquose was unsure of the Devil creature's power, but decided to take him on quickly. He obviously had some kind of scheme in store, but the transformed Jin was ruining it while it took its course. Before Demonsquose leaped into battle, he yelled to Asuka.
"Your execution shall start earlier than expected, little girl!"
"Execution? What are talking about?"
"You haven't seen trouble just yet. I assure you, you won't be disappointed.
He then ordered the rest of the available fighters to attack Asuka, which they did without hesitation. Fighters such as Julia Chang, Steve Fox, Craig Murdok, King, Marshall Law, Paul Phoenix, Lei Wulong and more joined together and surrounded the bewildered Asuka as Demonsquose locked into battle with the Devil creature.
It would seem the evil surrounding the area had brought out the devil inside Jin Kazama. He had tried to suppress it, suppress it from taking over his mind, but soon it had become too strong to resist. The evil energy Jin felt was feeding the devil and allowing him to do as pleased. However, Demonsquose's mind controlling powers had no effect on him as opposed to the others.
"You were not apart of the plan. Go away!" barked Demonsquose.
Devil Jin could only laugh crookedly as he delivered a strong blow that sent the new coming fighter to his knees.
"No one tells me what to do," the Devil hissed. "You will all be destroyed. All must parish! All must fall before me!"
Meanwhile, Asuka tried to fend off the repeated blows of Marshall Law and Craig Murdok as they swung at her from the front, with Julia and Steve attempting to get the jump on her from behind. Though this seemed tough, Asuka loved the thrill of taking on more than two people at once. Without warning, King had grabbed her from behind, but Asuka, of course, would not stand for it and elbowed the large wrestler in the gut harshly. A heavy growl escaped from the mask of the masked fighter and he soon let go after taking a strong shot below the belt from Asuka's hard fist.
"Come on, you chumps. You want a piece of me!" Asuka shouted, arrogantly. "I'll take you all on!"
Asuka swung wildly at all that came at her, kicking, punching, and even biting her way through the crowded mass of fighters that looked to maim and kill her. She flung her legs into the sternum of Craig Murdok and tripped him as he bent over. Next, Julia held on to Asuka from behind, but received a nasty head butt that had smashed into the center of her teeth. Following up, King and Steve Fox tried their hand at double teaming her, but Asuka demonstrated that she was well prepared for such a occasion, busting the English boxer across the nose with a battered fist and using the other to nail King in the ribs. Hwoarang was her next opponent, but she ceased herself from hitting him as he approached her.
"Hwoarang! I do not want to do this to you. Snap out of it!"
Asuka's words did not get though to the Korean and he instead chose to attack. He grabbed a hold of her before her feet ascended off the floor to kick him.
"Hwoarang… it's me… Asuka… the runt. Don't you remember?" she said, through closed teeth, spurting.
"Kill…..kill…..kill," he muttered, dryly. "Kill…kill…..kill…..me!"
"Huh?"
Asuka thought her ears had misheard the Korean, but she in fact was listening to his own disgruntled plea.
"Kill… me….Asukaaaa!"
Hwoarang was fighting two opposite battles, one with Asuka, and the other against the entity trying to take full control of his mind. He begged the girl to kill him as he fought, seeing it as his only means of escape. Deep down inside, he would rather die than be a slave to anyone for the sake of killing another human being, including Asuka, his only companion, the only friend he admired. Asuka would not stand for it though. Going against his wish, she chose not to kill him, figuring there had to be another way around the mess.
"No….. I'm not going to…. kill you. That isn't my forte," she told him. Soon enough, Asuka felt Hwoarang's grip over her slowly starting to weaken. Looking to her right, she could see the Devil had easily done away with Demonsquose, impaling his sharp horns though the man's chest.
Suddenly, Hwoarang's eyes reverted to their natural color, as did the other fighters.
"Suka……"
The Korean fell backward onto the concrete, ashamed of what he had done.
"Forgive me."
"You can apologize later," Asuka said. "Right now, we got another problem," she finished, turning to the Devil creature.