Well, my sling is finally off, which makes writing that much easier. Now I just need to get back in the loop in classes and I'm set! Enjoy this chapter as much I did!
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What an interesting turn of events, Kazuya thought to himself as he dusted off his bruised body and took a glimpse at the situation unfolding before his eyes. Seconds ago, he was betrayed by his malicious ally Ryoku after suffering a decisive defeat at the hands of his son Jin. Ryoku's might was overpowering, and Kazuya was certain he would have been slain in an instant if not for Jun's timely intervention. It would seem that I am not the only one with a vendetta against his father…or in Jun's case, her father.
"So this is how it's going to be," Kazuya heard Ryoku say as the behemoth cracked his neck in violent anticipation as he watched Jun assume a fighting stance. "You were always the quiet one in the family, Jun. Even when you were just a small fry, you always avoided exchanging fisticuffs, but you always knew full well you could take them on with my training. What's with the change of heart?"
"Unnecessary combat is something that I prefer to avoid, father," Jun answered softly, her voice returning to its normal tone of eerie calm. "However, the actions that I am about to do are anything but unnecessary: your malicious intent is too intense, and I must put an end to it before it does greater harm."
"Strange words for a supposed advocate of peace," Ryoku raised an eyebrow after hearing Jun's response. "I have humiliated you twice now, and just a moment ago I was ready to turn your son into a bloody paste with my bare hands. Surely you must have a just a little bit more to say to me than just that I'm playing a little too rough." However, Ryoku's confidence dwindled slightly when he noticed the left sleeve of Jun's trenchcoat pull back to reveal a platinum device strapped to her wrist with the kanji "Tekken" etched in gold. "Oh wait…you must be joking."
"This is no joke, father," the wind blew in Jun's face while her body slowly but surely became enveloped in a golden aura that steadily increased in intensity. "I did not come unprepared: I said that I intended to put a stop to the madness, and that is exactly what I'll do." The golden aura became so intense, that her body became too bright for eyesight, like a second sun was standing in front of Ryoku and not a mortal woman. Ryoku and Kazuya shielded their eyes as the light entered their eyes, wondering what new form Jun would assume with the morpher that had given the both of them so much trouble.
When the light faded, the Jun they knew had vanished, and standing in her place was a stunning combination of gold and platinum. Her slim torso was adorned with body armor that shone like a prism, giving off a rainbow-like glow that was shared by gloves and boots of the same platinum shine. In the center of the body armor was a single emerald that glowed softly, and just under the body armor was a silver belt bound together with a platinum belt buckle bearing the two kanji "Tekken," while under the belt was a golden skirt with a silver trim. The rest of her body was coated in the same gold hue as the skirt, while Jun's face (in fact, her entire head) was masked with a gold helmet with only a black visor allowing for eyesight.
And on each side of the helmet was a platinum mathematical symbol "pi." "You have got to be kidding me," Ryoku let loose a mocking laughter as he noticed the symbol on Jun's helmet. "Did you run out of numbers when you got that thing, so you had to use something as obscure as the number pi?"
"Hey Kazuya, take notes," Ryoku shouted past Jun and to Kazuya, who had made himself comfortable by sitting down on a nearby rock. "I'm going to tear your ShinkenSlayer suit apart just like I'm about to tear apart my daughter's outfit!"
"You'd be wise not to underestimate her, Ryoku," Kazuya shouted back with a smirk. "Jun is far more cunning than either of us gives her credit for." Listening to the groaning of the seven young martial artists that lay strewn around him, Kazuya continued. "I suggest you find a way to defeat her fast, or the rest of your victims might come to and tip the scales."
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Spitting on the ground before making his move, Ryoku rushed at Jun with wicked intent burning in his eyes. Raising his fist once he felt he was close enough, he threw a punch at his daughter, but when his arm became fully extended she was no longer there. It was as if she vanished in an instant. What in the hell? Ryoku mumbled as he turned his head from side to side in an attempt to locate his quarry. Teleportation ability isn't unheard of, but I should have at least seen some sort of sign that she was going to vanish.
"Father…"
Ryoku darted around just in time to receive a leaping Siwasu kick to his jaw that sent him spiraling away. Landing on his hand just as he was about to hit the ground, Ryoku stopped the spinning momentum to plant his feet safely on the ground and resume his fighting stance. When he did so, however, Jun was already standing behind him. This time, the martial arts master didn't have to turn around and stop the glowing palm that collided with his spin and sent him flying forwards to land flat on his face.
"Interesting indeed," Ryoku said out loud as he got back onto his feet and dusted himself off. "It's not teleportation that you gained, but rather pure speed." The wind around Ryoku began to pick up speed as his body started to drip with dark green power like liquid fire. "I guess I don't have to worry about holding back for you, either!" With his eyes glowing bright green and his white hair blowing in the strong gusts, Ryoku snatched Jun off the ground with inhuman speed and tossed her high into the air. Before she could fall back down to the ground, Ryoku sent her sprawling with a sudden blast of energy.
Jun landed on her head with a sickening thud, but quickly regained proper footing and narrowly avoided a devastating palm thrust to her chest. Grabbing the still-extended arm, Jun jumped up into the air and curled her legs around the arm to bring Ryoku down to the ground and into an arm lock. Pulling as hard as she could, Jun caused hyperextension and forced out a shout of pain from her father. However, Ryoku's physical prowess allowed him to lift his arm back up, and Jun along with it.
Ryoku fell right back down to the ground and landed on his back, taking Jun down with him. Flailing his captured arm wildly, Ryoku slammed Jun into the dirt again and again like he was throwing a temper tantrum. However, Jun refused to let go and continued to pull on the arm. After the fifth slam, Ryoku felt his arm become free again and quickly flipped back onto his feet so that he could attack his daughter while she was still on the ground. To his surprise, she wasn't there: in fact, it was as if she disappeared again.
Ryoku wouldn't have to wait long to find her again, turning around just in time to avoid a standing roundhouse kick that would have definitely sent him flying backwards. "Almost had me that time, kid," the behemoth warrior said before his fist finally made contact with Jun's chest. "You've been practicing these past couple of days: I've taught you well."
With his daughter temporarily stunned by the blow, Ryoku pressed onwards with a low kick to her shin, followed by a backhanded knuckle, a straight punch, and a lunging kick that knocked her away like a thistle in the wind. Utilizing his own otherworldly agility, Ryoku chased after her and succeeded in snatching her out of the air by her neck only to toss her right back down into the ground. Ryoku was about to stomp on her back, but Jun rolled away just in time to spring her feet back up right into her father's jaw.
This time, it would be Jun's hands that glowed with power while her father was the one reeling back. With her golden aura brighter than a star, Jun shot out her open palm and blasted Ryoku with a sudden burst of ki as her hand collided with his stomach: the mark of their Inner Strength technique. Ryoku could taste his own blood in his mouth as his daughter followed up with a snapping jump kick that knocked him in the air before she sent him flying away with a swiping elbow.
Ryoku landed on his hands and flipped onto his feet, resuming his fighting stance immediately after he did so. Focusing his energy into his right hand, Ryoku fired off a blade of power that shaved the ground as it approached its target. Under normal circumstances, Jun would have sidestepped the attack with ease, but doing so in this case would mean death for Kazuya and the Shinkengers and that was something she could not allow. With a slight flick of her hand, Jun deflected the blast back at Ryoku who flicked it away just as easily.
However, Ryoku did not expect Jun to repeat the exact same technique: with her own arm burning with power, Jun's fired off her own ki blade that came at Ryoku so fast that not even he could get out of the way in time. The blast cut his leg before dissipating on impact and Ryoku gritted his teeth accordingly. When Ryoku looked down to inspect his leg, however, he saw something that got his attention:
He was bleeding in numerous areas across his body.
Unfathomable, Ryoku thought as he looked at his bloodied stomach and leg. Her attacks are so strong that they caused me to bleed! Not even Heihachi hurt this bad when he beat me an hour ago. I didn't think Jun had this kind of violent intent within her. Wiping the blood off of his mouth as he once again resumed his stance, Ryoku's dark green ki swirled across his body. Well, it makes no difference either way…there is one last ace I have up my sleeve in case it gets too crazy.
Taking the offensive, Jun rapidly advanced towards her father with her hands sparkling with her ki. As she took quick steps, Jun's hands rapidly fired off quick bursts of energy that showered Ryoku like baseballs from an automated pitching machine. The bursts became faster and more intense as Jun got closer to Ryoku. Once she was within striking distance, Jun shot out both her hands simultaneously into Ryoku's chest and sent him flying away like a comet with the beam coming out of her hands acting as the metaphorical comet's tail. "Shinken Secret Technique: Golden Rain!"
Ryoku landed on the ground with a sickening thud, vomiting up blood as he tried to get back onto his feet. However, Jun was not yet finished: she attacked her father no sooner than had he turned his head to face her and bombarded Ryoku with a rapid series of kicks before knocking him away with a standing roundhouse. When Jun was about to continue her offensive, Ryoku said something that forced her to stop in her tracks, "That's enough, my daughter…I give up."
"You…give up?" Jun repeated with surprise, though her voice gave no indication of such other than a pause between words.
"That's right, Jun," Ryoku said while he groggily stood back up. "It is still early in the battle, but I already know that I cannot defeat you like this: your overwhelming spirit has trumped my hands of steel." Coughing up some more dark red blood, Ryoku took a glimpse at his stained gi before looking back to his daughter. "Looks like you were right all along."
"I apologize if I hurt you, father, but you had to be stopped," Jun said with the sincerity expected of someone of her age and stature. With a polite bow, the slender martial artist continued. "However, I have to ask you to leave both myself and my family alone, and abandon this plan of chaos that you have in store for the world."
"Absolutely, kid," Ryoku let out a quick manly laugh before coughing up some more blood, this time spraying Jun's suit with crimson saliva. "Now how about you give your father a nice, old-fashioned hug?"
Jun raised an eyebrow beneath her helmet as she watched her father outstretch her arms. Even though she was highly psychic, she was having a lot of trouble getting a feel of what her father was thinking possibly due to the physical pain that the both of them were feeling. It was unlike her father to openly embrace her after all he had done the past week, but if there was a chance of them being a family again she would not push it aside easily.
"Father," Jun said with serene calm befitting of her relatively peaceful nature while she gently embraced her father, "thank you for cooperating."
"I'm proud of ya, kid: I may not act like it, but I am," Ryoku held her daughter close as he spoke. "That's why it pains me that I have to do…THIS!"
Suddenly, Ryoku's fatherly embrace transformed into a monstrous bear hug that elicited sharp cracking sounds as Jun let out a blood-curdling scream. "You're so gullible, Jun, even with your psychic powers. Did you stop to think that my own power could block you out?" Ryoku did not smile as he continued to listen to the cracking: Jun's spine would snap soon if she didn't suffocate first. "However, I wasn't lying when I said I was proud of you…I'll see you in the hereafter, kid!"
Before Ryoku could break his daughter, he felt a sharp pain in his back that forced him to drop his daughter. While Jun lie on the ground taking gasps of air, Ryoku darted around to see Kazuya still sitting on his rock, but now in his ShinkenSlayer suit and his finger smoking from the beam he had just fired off. "You really make me sick, Ryoku," Kazuya said as he stood up and walked towards the madman. "You had to beg for mercy just so you could gain the upper hand: that is low even by my standards."
"I never beg for mercy, Kazuya," Ryoku frowned upon hearing those words and prepared to combat his next assailant. "Let's at least get that much straight, or we won't be getting along well, at all."
Kazuya wasted no more time with idle banter as his slow walk evolved into a full run, ramming his shoulder into Ryoku and knocking the behemoth martial arts master down. Striking where he believed his opponent was most vulnerable, Kazuya lifted his leg and stomped his foot down on Ryoku's bleeding stomach. "You are damaged and wounded," Kazuya hissed as he grinded his heel into the wound, "and as such you will fall under my might."
Grabbing onto his foe's leg, Ryoku lifted Kazuya off of him and off the ground as well once the Aikido master had stood back up. No longer in the mood for anything fancy, Ryoku grabbed onto Kazuya's other leg and began beating him into the ground like a throw rug. "Maybe if I damage you worse than me, perhaps you'll show some respect for your elders," Ryoku yelled with a voice full of rage as he tossed Kazuya high into the air which his emerald ki swirled in his hands. As Kazuya came plummeting down, Ryoku let out a maniacal laugh before blasting the Mishima-ryu practitioner with a suddent burst of ki that sent him flying away.
Kazuya landed on his hands and flipped back onto his feet just in time to duck under a standing roundhouse kick and knock Ryoku into the air with a forceful Electric Wind Godfist. With his opponent dangling in the air, Kazuya continued the assault with a snapping kick, a quick jab, and an impaling knee before concluding with a standing roundhouse kick that sent Ryoku spiraling away.
With agility and grace unexpected of his monstrous build, Ryoku landed on his feet to block Kazuya's swiping hook punch and counter with a palm thrust to his gut that forced his opponent onto his knees. With a snapping jump kick, Ryoku punted Kazuya away like a football player and propelled his flight further with a swiping elbow.
Before Ryoku could pursue, he felt a sharp pain in his back that caused him to stumble forwards slightly. "I had feeling you weren't out of the game yet," Ryoku said as he turned around to see Jun prepare for hand-to-hand combat once again. "All right, I'll be glad to give you another demonstration of the true power of our art!" However, Ryoku was attacked from behind once again as Kazuya took advantage of the opening given to him by bombarded his foe with a rapid series of ki bolts from his finger. Jun capitalized on this by sending her father rocketing into the sky with a powerful vertical elbow swipe, and Kazuya joined in by knocking him out of the sky with a Flying Slash kick.
"Are you alright, Kazuya?" Jun asked as Kazuya landed gracefully while Ryoku landed on his head. "You seem to have sustained damage from earlier…"
"I will be fine," he answered with a hiss, slightly annoyed that anyone could believe he would be too wounded for battle, "but it would seem that we now have a common enemy in your father. I understand that you can mimic any technique you witness: be so kind as to assist me with this particular maneuver." Pointing their left index fingers at Ryoku, Kazuya and Jun showered the madman with a hail of multi-colored bolts. The beams cut at Ryoku's skin and tore apart his gi like tissue paper, with blood spraying out of every new wound he received. When the two of them ceased firing, Ryoku fell back down on his knees and coughed up some more blood.
As Ryoku got back up, he was sent flying away yet again with a pair of Thunder Godfists that were perfect in execution as Kazuya and Jun performed them simultaneously. "Hey, timeout, kids," Ryoku put his hands up in a "t" shape as he took a quick breather. "You're playing a little too rough for my tastes." However, when he sat down on a rock, he felt a light tapping on his shoulder. Turning around to see who was doing so, Ryoku received a gloved fist to the face, followed by a swift tackle that knocked him down on the ground. It would seem that his grandson Jin had awoken.
"You damn son of a bitch," Jin cursed as his ShinkenRed suit instantly materialized onto his body before his fist came crashing down on Ryoku's jaw. "You have absolutely no honor: attacking your own daughter with the intent to kill!" The young man's rage was made apparent with his angry shouts and lethal fists that continued to rain down upon his loathsome foe. "I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill-"
"Leave some for me, Jin!"
Jin turned his head slightly and quickly got back up so that Asuka, who had just called out to him, could mount the behemoth and begin her own assault. "You make me sick, you asshole," Asuka shouted as her hands glowed with energy most fierce before shoving her sparkling palm into Ryoku's chest while her ShinkenWhite suit materialized onto her voluptuous form. "The very fact that I'm related to you makes me want to vomit repeatedly!"
Ryoku grabbed onto Asuka's throat and stood up while lifting her up with him. The man had lost his cocky smile, and was now wearing a frightening grimace full of rage that was made even scarier by the blood dripping off of him. "You nymphomaniac slut…you want me to give you reason to vomit?" Ryoku growled as he raised his fist in preparation for a killing blow. "How about I give your friends reason to vomit when I smash your head open like a walnut?"
The martial arts master dropped her before he could crush her skull, as his already-damaged back was slashed with a katana as Kenichi (in his ShinkenSilver guise) sprang into action and saved the woman he loved. "You have no right to even touch her, scumbag," Kenichi hissed with an uncharacteristically violent tone as he continued to slash at Ryoku's back with his weapon glowing bright green. "The only thing that should ever come into contact with you is the sharp end of this holy blade Hiirokane!"
Kenichi slashing spree was cut short when Ryoku parried the sword with his bare fist and knocked Hiirokane out of the youth's hand so that he could ram his shoulder into him, following with a punch to the gut and a palm thrust that knocked the boy over like a bowling pin. "Just for a rant that stupid, I hereby forbid you from ever touching my granddaughter again!" Raising his burning hands into the air, Ryoku tossed them down and created a devastating shockwave that rapidly approached Kenichi. "In fact, I'll send you so far into Hell, you'll never find her when her time comes!"
In a selfless act of friendship, Feng stepped in front of Kenichi and shot out his palm to nullify to shockwave just as his ShinkenBronze suit had fully materialized. Letting out a primal war cry, Feng took to the air and nailed Ryoku in the nose with a jumping Decapitating Sword kick that had Ryoku screeching across the ground like he was being dragged by an unknown force. Ryoku was stopped by Hwoarang's foot, and kicked into the air like a soccer ball.
"Here's an old favorite for an old geezer psycho like you," Hwoarang taunted as he morphed into ShinkenBlack while Ryoku began to fall back down to Earth. "Take a ride on my Overhead Strike!" Jumping into the air after Ryoku, Hwoarang sent his foe plummeting to the ground with a forward flip kick like the flippers in a pinball machine, forcing Ryoku to land flat on his face.
Like a rabid wolverine, Xiaoyu pounced onto Ryoku's back and began pounding at his head as she morphed into ShinkenYellow. Ryoku roared in rage and pain as Xiaoyu did everything from strike his temple with ki-infused palms to pull at his wiry hair. "Get off of me, you little runt," Ryoku snarled as he began running backwards into a nearby rock formation with the intent to crush the lithe Chinese woman. "Get off or I'll squash you flat!" Obeying his commands, Xiaoyu repositioned herself so that she was now latching onto Ryoku from his front before pushing herself off of him to allow the madman to crash into the stony pile by himself.
"We're not done with you yet, chum," Steve shouted as he lifted up Ryoku with his fist in the madman's bleeding gut and slamming him into the ground. "You started it, so now you'll have to finish it!" Lifting Ryoku back up as his ShinkenBlue suit materialized around his figure in a flash of blue light, Steve reared back and sent Ryoku soaring through the air at least fifteen meters with a sparkling uppercut: his recently-devised Hellfire Vertical.
Ryoku landed on his feet and coughed up some more blood as he shook off the dizziness just in time to avoid a crackling ball of dark purple energy tossed at him by Kazuya, which created an exposion that covered a ten meter radius and knocked Ryoku over. I…don't believe this, Ryoku thought bitterly as he stood back up to see his nine opponents standing together. How could I have lost…they were at my mercy! I need to get out of here, and think of how to take them down next time!
When Ryoku turned around, a bolt of lightning came down from the sky and sent the Aikido master sprawling backwards. "There's not a cloud in the sky," Ryoku said out loud as the lightning took on physical form. "That can only mean one thing: my dear friend Heihachi has joined the party!"
"Where do you think you're going, Ryoku?" Heihachi said before crouching under Ryoku's punch and grabbing his neck as he came back up. "I hope you're not retreating, because I'll be very upset if you are!" Tossing him away as easily as he would toss a half-eaten apple, Heihachi threw Ryoku into a rock while he walked over to the other nine combatants. "It appears I have arrived just in time for the finale."
"What makes you think we needed you, father?" Kazuya scoffed without breaking his gaze at the struggling Ryoku. "We were doing just fine by ourselves."
"What's this 'we' you refer to," Kenichi butted in, pointing his blade at Kazuya. "Do not think for a second that this changes anything."
"If I participate in your ridiculous roll call, will that ease the tensions?" Kazuya turned his head towards the young martial artist and smirked beneath his helmet. Kenichi didn't believe Kazuya capable of a sense of humor, so the question surprised him. "I'll take your silence as a yes," Kazuya's voice became serious yet again as he turned to Ryoku, who was getting back on his feet and gathering his energy. "Now let's get this over with, and I shall have the head of anyone who speaks of this humiliation."
"Obliterating all foes, whether they be flesh, machine or god…" Entering his Raijin stance and powering up, Heihachi shot his fist into the air and let out a war cry. "…King of the Iron Fists: ShinkenLord!"
"Drowning foes in a cesspool of unending darkness…" Kazuya punched the ground with his crackling fist before doing a quick kick kata and stomping his foot on the ground. "…Disciple of Despair: ShinkenSlayer!"
"Cleansing foes with my purifying light…" Jun snapped her fingers and tossed a high kick into the air before getting into her own unique defensive stance. "…Holy Defender of Truth: ShinkenGold."
"Crushing hundreds of foes with my hands of judgment…" Feng's arms spun around wildly before striking one of his many Kempo stances, "…Champion of the Three Kingdoms: ShinkenBronze!"
"ZERO," Kenichi shot out his closed fist in the air and then stomped his foot on the ground as he got into a horse stance. "Cutting down foes with my undying soul…Dazzling Warrior of the Void: ShinkenSilver!"
"ONE," Sticking his left index finger high into the air, Hwoarang fired off a roundhouse kick into the air before entering his Flamingo Stance. "Striking down foes with fatal footwork…Tae Kwan Do-estilo: ShinkenBlack!"
"TWO," Her left index and middle fingers pointing skyward, Asuka went into her defensive stance. "Overcoming foes with daunting defense...Aikido-estilo: ShinkenWhite!"
"THREE," Steve stuck up three fingers in the air and then brought then down to get into his trademark Flicker stance. "Beating down foes with peerless punches…Boxing-estilo: ShinkenBlue!"
"FOUR," With all her fingers on her left hand up in the air save for her thumb, Xiaoyu brought the hand back down and went into her Phoenix Stance. "Overwhelming foes with blinding speed…Kung Fu-estilo! ShinkenYellow!"
"FIVE," His open palm shooting into the sky, Jin went into his Power Stance. "Smashing foes with the fists of fury…Karate-estilo! ShinkenRed!" Once the rest of his unlikely team got out of their respective stances, Jin spoke once again while pointing a finger at their adversary, who was still burning with dark green fire. "Under the power of our divine fists, chaos shall never thrive!"
In a brilliant flash of many different colors, the group gathered their respective power while the jewels their chests flashed violently, striking a dynamic pose as they shouted out their mighty name and bringing renewed vigor to what was certain to be their final battle under that name. "TEKKENSHU SENTAI…SHINKENGER!!!"
"No one appreciates a good roll call like I do, ladies and gentlemen," Ryoku shouted back as he raised his arms high into the air in preparation for his move devastating technique. "It's such a shame I'm going to have to leave the lot of you broken and dead!" Throwing his arms down onto the ground, Ryoku created a vortex of green swirling energy that surrounded his body. However, it quickly increased in size and diameter to a point where it would certainly swallow up the Shinkengers. "This is my most powerful one yet: not even you will be able to survive it!"
Still crackling with power, the Shinkengers countered the maneuver with ten devastating rays of energy that clashed against Ryoku's technique like a cannonball to a steel barrier. The two forces clashed furiously, but neither side could gain the upper hand: it would all come down to who would tire out first. The wind howled in the combatants' faces, as the two opposing forces created dark clouds and torrential rain from the sky. As Feng Wei had described it earlier that day, it was as if there was a battle between gods that dated back to before the dawn of time.
Ryoku's wounds continued to ooze blood like a fountain, and the Aikido master started to feel light in the head. Unfortunately for him, that instant of weakness was all it took for the Shinkengers to overcome him. Punching through his barrier, the beams went through Ryoku like wax paper, tearing through his muscles and bones and bringing forth loud, unearthly screams. "Damn it, damn it, DAMN IT," Ryoku cursed as he felt his body tear apart within his enemies' overwhelming powers. "I suggest the lot of you stay alive as long as you can…because I'll be waiting patiently for you when your time comes!"
When the screaming had stopped, the Shinkengers ceased firing and looked at the aftermath. There was nothing there, not even a corpse. All that remained of Ryoku were a few scraps of his bloody clothes and one of his gray armguards. Jun slowly walked towards her father's remains and picked up the armguard before looking at the cloth. "It is over," she said to herself while the rest of the "team" walked up next to her. "He has been defeated, and sent back to the hereafter where he belongs…"
"So…" Hwoarang picked up the cloth and inspected it before continuing, "…I guess it's over."
"Not yet," Heihachi said with a hint of rage as he suddenly reached out of Kazuya and grabbed him by the throat. Rearing his head back, Heihachi rammed his head into Kazuya's face with so much force that his son's helmet shattered like an eggshell and sent him screeching across the ground. Satisfied with a job well done, Heihachi turned to the others and said, "Now it's over."
"Asshole," Kazuya muttered before he dusted himself off and looked to Jin. "So tell me, my son…what do plan on doing with me now that I am at your mercy?"
"I still want my answers, scumbag," Jin hissed while his ShinkenRed suit dissipated in a flash of red light. "Normally I'd try and beat it out of you, but I'm too tired so I will ask you like a civilized human being." Walking towards Kazuya and leaning over so that he was next to his ear and the others could not hear him, Jin whispered, "just what exactly is your, or rather our, connection to Asuka?"
"…meet me at the Tokyo Metro Hospital helipad in two days at 1800 hours," Kazuya whispered back before walking to Jun. "I will tell you everything there is to know about her. Until then, tend to your wounds with the knowledge that you have successfully foiled my plans yet again. You are victorious, so celebrate while you can."
"Somehow, I think my father knew that he would fall by the combined might of our hands, Kazuya," Jun spoke just above a whisper while she and Kazuya walked away from the celebrating Shinkengers. "Even though it was our hands that brought him back into the world, I still find it ironic…"
"Fate is often a mean-spirited jester," Kazuya answered bitterly as he turned his head slightly to see Heihachi walking away from the group, as well. "I should know this better than anyone…who would have thought my own offspring would become heroes?"