Happy New Year all! Here's a story I've been working on recently to calmly await the release of Tekken 7. I've been playing Tekken 6 and Tekken Tag Tournament 2 to refresh my self on the storyline and this story came to mind. If you don't like the characters or pairings, then you don't have to read it. R&R please!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, they are all property of Namco!
Things in her life had become rather monotonous and routine after the end of the fifth tournament. Surprisingly, even to herself, she began to relish in her newfound life of freedom, and she rarely depended on taking on new contracts to sustain her lifestyle as she had done in the past, she lived comfortably. Now, she only took on 'jobs' that peaked her interest, the kinds that seemed thrilling and unique. She would only lend her time and talents to causes that she deemed interesting and worthy of her prowess. And finally, after almost a month of inaction, she had found a new contract that would serve to whet her desires to soak her ivory hands into blood again.
A few weeks ago, Nina had been contacted by a mysterious contractor while she was vacationing in Venice. Usually, she would hate to be bothered by the outside nuances of the world when she was on a temporary hiatus from working, but this new potential client offered her the opportunity to carry out her favorite kinds of hits, the ones against disgusting dirt bags with too much money and power who destroyed the lives of others. The job required her to travel across the world to Japan, but luckily for her, she was quite familiar and felt at home there.
After she had left her quiet villa in Italy, she came to Japan and quickly found herself settled in a small apartment. She hadn't unpacked any of her suitcases seeing as how she rarely stayed in one location for too long. She didn't like being tracked down or easily located by anyone for any reason, she preferred to move in the shadows. Nina returned from her kitchen with a cup of green tea and walked over to her bed where her laptop rested.
Adorned in a grey sweat suit with the hood drawn over her head, she sat down on the bed waiting for her client to contact her with more information about the intended target. She received an email from the client earlier in the day informing her to be on the watch for a number, but they had not called yet. She did, however, receive numerous calls from another number she didn't recognize, and she refused to answer. After this job was done she would change numbers again. Who else had her number? Was it Anna? The thought of her estranged sister forced a wry smile to grace her lips. 'That poor idiot can't get on with life without finding a way to pester me. Anna, poor, pathetic, little Anna…' she thought with mild amusement.
Her phone rang again. This time it was finally the call she had been waiting for from her contact. She answered in her usual unamused tone, "Hello? Are you the one requesting my assistance?"
"One? No, we are many, Miss Williams," a woman with a Japanese accent replied. "We are happy you have replied to our contract, honored even that you have shown great interest in this contract."
The woman's age couldn't be determined by her voice. She could have been anywhere between her 20s to 40s, but her age didn't matter. What did she mean by "we are many"? Nina wasn't under the impression that this was a larger organization, but instead a woman with a personal vendetta against her target. "So, what do you know about the target and how badly do you want him to suffer?" she inquired with a smirk as she sipped tea from her cup. Skipping over the small talk and getting straight to business was how she preferred to do things.
The woman chuckled softly over the receiver. "We were right to seek you out for this job, Miss Williams, you are perfect for this," she said before continuing. "Your target is Ryotaru Mikage, male age 46. Mikage is a successful business man who expanded his company through the success of an underground human trafficking trade. His "cargo", as he calls them, mainly consists of young girls and women between the ages of thirteen and twenty. Many are wayward youth he finds on the street, others are abductees from various other places."
"He sounds like a real piece of shit," Nina scoffed. "Where can I find him?"
"Mikage conducts the majority of his trades in the Red Light District. He frequents a strip club called Love Paradise where most of his cargo works under his watch. Many of his…associates attend the club as well, mainly for the entertainment, but they are armed." she warned the assassin.
Nina reflected on the information she was given and figured she would have to get "creative" to dispose of her target. The Red Light District was always a bustling part of any city no matter what, so she would have to be quick but discreet. "Hm, this Mikage creep seems to have a thing for under aged girls, it'll be difficult to get close to him if I don't meet his specifications." she pondered.
A melodious laughter erupted from the woman on the receiver again. "Oh, Miss Williams, but you are wrong. Mikage loves Caucasian women…particularly blondes, which is why you are perfect for this job!" she informed, enthusiastically.
Nina smirked with reassurance at this information. "Well, it looks like Mikage has a date with death," she said darkly. "Send me more information on him and I'll be sure to eliminate him within the next three days."
"We are most appreciative of your assistance. Upon completion of the contract, your sum will be wired to your account. Goodbye." The woman ended the call.
Nina set her phone down as she finished the last of her tea. She was excited to have a new assignment to complete, especially one where he got to rid the world of human scum like Ryotaru Mikage. She had preparations to make before she carried out the hit, but for now she would shower and attempt to get some sleep. 'Love Paradise? Sounds like a cheap strip club…wait… it is a strip club, isn't it? Shit…' Her thoughts trailed off as she entered the bathroom.
The last few days had been hectic, but he had done everything in his power to keep things running smoothly. It was not easy to establish the order and control that he desired, and it had proven to be challenging to prevent chaos from happening seeing as he couldn't be everywhere at once. Without a constant watchful eye, the Tekken Force's defenses were weakened and the G Corporation was always making moves while his plans were currently at a standstill. He didn't want to admit it at first, but now he realized that he would need extra hands on deck to help maintain his newly acquired empire. To help whip the Tekken Force into shape, he welcomed a seasoned fighter onboard he had encountered the last tournament, Eddy Gordo. In actuality, it had been Eddy who had come to him out of desperation, and for some reason (despite his former moral compass) he saw this as an opportunity to prey on the man's weakness. With the life of the Brazilian fighter's master in his hands, he knew he had the collateral he needed to guarantee his loyalty and cooperation.
The young Japanese man gazed down at the city below him from the impressive view of his office. Being so high up made him feel somewhat disconnected from the on goings of the world below. The loud city traffic, the protestors, the story hungry news reporters were all banished from his sight and he felt more focused when he didn't have to worry about "others". At this moment, anyone against him was his enemy, and anyone trying to stop him would suffer her wrath.
The intercom buzzed on his desk. A voice spoke, "Master Kazama, sir! I have an updated report for you."
Jin could have let the soldier in, but he didn't want anyone to encroach in on his solitude. "Speak," he commanded.
The soldier's voiced boomed over the intercom once again. "We have finally found a way to contact the woman you were looking for, however, we have not been able to reach her." he reported.
A very slight frown formed on the young leader's face. It had been over a month since he had assigned him this task and he still made no progress. 'Useless, completely useless,' he thought as he shook his head in annoyance. It was failures like this that was holding him back from achieving his goals Just as he parted his lips to give the soldier another scolding, the soldier began to speak once again.
"The IT specialists have been able to track the phone in her possession and they have recently discovered that she is currently in the country. Would you like for me to send a small team of soldiers to capture her and bring her to you?"
"No," Jin answered in his deep voice. "Get me the device they are using to track her. I need to know her whereabouts if I'm going to find her."
"Sir? Are you sure it's safe to go after a woman like her by yourself?" the soldier asked nervously. "I've received reports that she may have been aware that she was being followed, and a soldier was even brutally attacked when he tried to make direct contact with her! Are you sure about this?"
"You're dismissed," he said sternly. Being asked too many questions always annoyed him. He knew what he wanted to do and he didn't need to clarify his actions to anyone.
Hopefully, this woman that he sought out would not make things difficult for him, it had been trying enough to even find her in the first place. After studying everything about her, her bio, past "work experience", and other personal information, he had become intrigued with her and he definitely needed someone with her talents to aid him. 'Nina Williams…where are you?' he thought as he continued to gaze over the city from the tower in the sky.
The last day had been pretty hectic for the assassin. She had to collect more intel on her next target and make any necessary preparations before she headed out to take him out. Luckily, her contractors helped her immensely by sending her the target's itinerary, so now she knew exactly where he'd be when she planned her hit, which would be tonight. After running a few errands around the city, she finally had everything she needed. Clothing shops, herbal shops, the grocery store, the pharmacy, she felt as if she had been everywhere.
Nina arrived back at her apartment and placed her bags on the floor, she was too exhausted to sort through everything at the moment. She stripped off her black trench coat and threw it over a chair before heading into her room. She ungracefully plopped face down onto her bed and let out a small sigh in exhaustion. This hit would've been so much easier if she could simply put a bullet between the bastard's eyes, but she knew that doing so would make it too obvious that it was a hit.
Also, on her errand run, she had noticed increased activity in soldiers patrolling the city. They looked like those damned soldiers from the Mishima Zaibatsu's Tekken Force, and at one point she felt as if she were being followed by a few of them. Although it wasn't in her intentions to use violence, she had no choice but to fight off one grunt that attempted to approach her. She knew that she was on several wanted lists in several countries, but that didn't stop her from living her life like a normal human being from time to time. She hadn't been paying too much attention to what was going on in the news since she was abroad for a while, but maybe it had something to do with the youngest Mishima winning the last tournament. It didn't concern her and she preferred to avoid any news surrounding that eccentric, diabolical family.
Nina rolled over onto her back and stared up at the ceiling. The apartment complex was so small and slightly run down, being in such a place made her miss her villa back in Venice. She sighed. 'As soon as I'm done here, I'm leaving…I feel like it's the calm before the storm. Something bad is definitely on the horizon, especially if it's involving the Mishimas…' she thought to herself. With this on her mind, it gave her all the more motivation to do her job quickly and get the hell out of dodge. She figured that she'd rest up for a bit before she left to complete her contract, so she curled up in her bed to take a short nap.
Being dragged into meetings all day wasn't on his itinerary, but with the many shady business deals and takeovers the Mishima Zaibatsu had been involved with lately he had no choice but to listen the to cries and complaints of several CEOs who were on the brink of financial ruin. It couldn't be helped, and he refused to allow himself feel sympathy for any of those old fools who once had their heads up Heihachi Mishima's ass.
Jin returned to his office at night and walked to his desk where shortly afterwards he slumped into his chair lethargically. He hadn't slept well last night and his mornings started so early, which meant he had been in meetings damn near since he woke up from the little ounce of sleep he had received. The coffee he drank throughout the day kept him functional, but nothing would beat a full night's rest. Before he could even dream about resting, there was one more order of business he had to check on. He reached into the pocket of his black slacks and pulled out the tracking device he requested from the soldier he had previously assigned to find the assassin. Now that he had free time, he could get things done on his own without worrying about the incompetence of others who would bumble their way through the job.
He glanced down at the device in his hand and his eyes slightly widened. The last time he checked it she was stationed in one location in a residential area, but now she was on the move again. Despite his tiredness, he quickly got up from his chair and grabbed his coat from the coat rack. He pulled out his phone to contact the Tekken Force unit. He had grown tired of the cat and mouse game with the assassin and wanted to make direct contact with her before the night was over.
When the called picked up he said, "Have a small unit ready to depart in five minutes. It looks like she's headed towards the…Red Light District." Jin was slightly surprised by this, but he decided to ignore it to focus on the task at hand. He would have some soldiers secure the area to make it more difficult for her to escape if she was able to slip from his grasp. There would be nowhere for her to run tonight.
End of chapter 1!
It's been ages since I've posted...I forgot how to use the site lbs! I wonder what happens next, no one better get in the way of Nina's job, or else...