Darkness fell over the huts of the Manji clan as the sound of crickets began to work their silent music. Typical, Yoshimitsu sat, hands snuggled two inches from his torso and a blank gesture as if holding his thoughs in the palms of his hands. His throne high, looking over the Manji Clan and their actions, gaurds beside him and scrolls about a foot away from him. He sat crosslegged on the stone chair thinking, but of many things. Hes temple always seemed to be pulsing, though he was casual and funny no one knew the real thing about him.

The man let a large sigh out, he was seeing of what made him happy, but bored at the same time. He leaned his head on his right shoulder to comfort himself as he was falling asleep into his meditation, listening to the sounds of the night. The tapping of feet was heard from his men in their preperation for training. But still the silence was enough to hear a pin drop. Though he was not relaxed. There was something inside of him, something that was telling him to wake up.

Yoshimitsu's eyes widened quickly, as seconds later a light engolfed the quiet forest and all noises stopped. Flames and smoke rose in the air from far away, something had happened near them but it was up on the mountian.

"What the hell is that?" mummering was heared at the foot of the stairs to his throne, Nobiyuki, Yoshimitsus high gaurd, began pounding his way up the steps, his armor clanking. He was panting but he then got eye-to-eye with Yoshimitsu and began to speak,

"My lord, theres a forest fire at the mountian, we sent an exploring crew in that path, and whatever is there had probably gotten to them..."

Yoshimitsu arose from his throne almost tripping over his feet.

'Damn you Heihachi.' his fists tightened as spread his legs in a balanced position as if wanting to scream in anger.

Nobiyuki followed him to the gate as both ran to the path of the smoke.