A/N: Hi there! Sorry for the laaate update, can't excuse it. You'll find errors in this chapter, I suck at it. Hm, sorry 'bout that, still can't help it, that's the way it is. Please read and enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own a shit of something called Tekken, Namco, world, univers, cities, trees, flowers. And not to forget, I don't own Nina Williams either! But I own my OC, but he haven't showed up yet...haha, he will.
Chapter 4: The ultimate assassin
Like a bad habbit, no normal happening, the blood over her head came dripping down her skin in one blow. She got even more and more angry on the thought of her rival in the hands of her pray. Killing Kazuya Mishima wasn't actually the same as stealing candy from a child. The Japanese man hide behind his corps of fighters. But if the two of them came face to face, he would throw his mask off and fight back. This Williams, aimed with swords and kneeves, a gift from the Irish Secret Service boss, Doctor Bay. That old crystal of a grin said she could take the masters piece, Richard Williams's. On this, Nina's eyes went glassy, and she continued forgetting her fathers smile, only trying to.
The plane with the ISS guys took off in the middle of the morning. Nina threw her bage over her shoulder ran over to the Mishima Zaibatsu Empire building. With these thousands of guards, it didn't get very easy, but she had to find s Kazuya. They stood there with guns and ammos, talked over walkie-talkies and went everywhere to check out after unwished souls.
Nina Williams held her fingers over the blade in her hand, then she made them slip over the sharp plate. Japanese built tiger sword in brown steel. Easily, she rolled over the stony ground and into the bushes just behind some couple of guards. She sighed and watched one of the men walk inside the entrance, then it only was her and two black suited Japanese fighters.
After holding her sight on them, she flopped onto the ground and lent against the wall, soon she jumped behind one guard and knocked him out with one punch over his face. The others didn't hear anything when their friend went into the ground. As Nina continued turning around, she saw nothing but a silent night. Nina went back up to the wall, then she started rolling again. But at this, she saw two men just right over her. Nina let her foot smash up in an upperkick, a shot in his stomach in incredible speed. The other guy ran for his gun, but before pointing it at the blonde woman, he got knocked out by her giving him a multi shock of a punch straight into his back. Nina headed for the entrance as she started sprinting along her bag hanging over her shoulder.
"Dammit..." she said all of a sudden. The door just opened, and the third guard came walking out. Nina ran fast over to the wall again and watched him chuckle his blade and sharpen it in Nina's sight. He saw her and yelled something in Japanese, on that, he ran towards her. She couldn't do anything but grin, then jumping onto the long wall and up at the small roof, she stopped and looked back down. A Japanese word went out in the air and the guard sprang inside the entrance door as he just got that he had forgotten his gun inside. It was Nina's best shot to get away.
When the guard came back out with ten more fighters, they laughed at him and walked inside like the man was joking or something.
Nina got a happy smile across her sealed lips, soon she jumped further up on the roof and saw a window. She looked inside and got her sight on more guards. Her hands got around her tiger blade again, using it to smash up the window, the guards inside gasped and their stance went into an aura of confusion.
"Time for a brake guys. A long brake." Nina replied and jumped over them throwing her blade over their heads. They met the floor with blood poundering out off their bodies without heads.
"Nice."
She looked at the dead bodies, the same maskes as ever. Nina sat down beneath one of them and took the mask off . A Japanese mans face, a mere Japanese. This Kazuya used normal people to do the dirty work for him, he just sat on his lazy butt drinking beers.
"How dumb." the assassin thought.
Suddenly a sound, something from the other side of the door. The blonde woman took one of her prayers blade and went over to the door. Someone were talking. Nina fast stormed the door open and pointed her sword at Kazuya's men holding a woman in a bind.
"What?" Nina asked hastily closing the door in the process.
The woman stared at her, the one's holding the woman stept back and placed a knife just over her throat.
"Please save me...?"
Nina looked at them with wide eyes, but soon as she ran past them and drowe one of the men into the wall, he fell in pain on the floor. The others pushed the woman away and waved their swords after the assassin, but she easily moved it away by kicking the sword out off their hands. One of them sprint after his sword, but was met by a splitting knife just through his breast. The last of the guards called after backup and soon kicked after Nina, but she beamed back and didn't got hit.
The brown haired woman tried to walk, but almost crashed into the floor. Both her hands were bind, but she drew her legs as she headed for one of the guards laying onto the floor, caused by Nina Willams's strong feets and arms.
"Help..!" she yelled and got lifted up by her hair in a hold.
The Williams went her sight into the direction of the woman, but in doing this, her opponent kicked her face into the wall. She held the spot of blood and went in the same chanel as the man and woman. But she stood in her stance. The guard was yelled away by the Japanese gang from behind. Nina turned around and saw a man with fussy and spiky hair, along with his black sunglasses, he stood there calm and serious in his figure holding the woman dressed in an Indian costume of some kind.
"Kazuya Mishima." Nina shouted under her breath.
He used his hands covered with gloves to hold the woman.
"Let the her go!"
Kazuya didn't reply and stept back and got protected by the door closing when he got over to the room next door. Nina sprinted over to the door, but hit a dead end.
"Damn that Mishima...".
After her thoughts of ideas coming into an answer, she headed for the controll-room, a sign, it made her use her tiger blade again to smash it down. No one were inside. Computers were all in, and cameras over the whole Zaibatsu was put in there. But as much as Nina had experienced before, it didn't use to be cameras inside secret rooms likely to this one.
Her finger pushed a button and she saw Kazuya talking to a bunche of Japanese guards, they drew away and he continued alone with the woman down some stairs. Nina read the number on the screen, F-6-65. With this, she headed for the elevator just by. The button six was squeezed in, and the machine started taking her up.
FLASHBACK...
"I do not think you understand. I am not to be killed." the old man replied, then to be hit into the floor again, he laughed.
"This is going to be interesting."
Nina held her stance and took a look around the fighting hall. People and cameras everywhere, this show was sent live on all the televisions in the whole world. The king of the fighters raised up from his kick into the floor of stones, then he looked up at the Williams. But continued squeezing his bleeding arm.
"I am not going to be weak and send my men to protect me. I am not like my son." he finished.
END OF FLAHBACK...
Nina's mouth opened on this thought, and she told herself an importent lesson.
"Thanks to you Heihachi Mishima, it'll be be fun killing that Japanese guy."
The blonde woman sat down at the floor. Then she lay back and thought for a moment.
"And don't forget, old man. I'm giving you a grave too. But first I gotta kill your son."
As she hit up her eyes, she felt the elevator door opening. A cold wind came in, and she gloomed at the sight in the front of her.
End of chapter 4 ...
A/N: Thank you for reading, and I hope you like it. I know, I suck at spelling and stuff, but it doesn't care, the most importen thing is that the story is good, and that it got a plot. And I think I got one!
