Okay, here's the last boring chapter about the inner workings of the human mind… Sounds a lot more interesting then it really is. Here's the Tekken evil.
The Thoughts of Dark Fist.
(By Link Guru)
Do not be misled, evil did not remain sully in the land of cursed steel. Evil flowed within the lands of the demon's blood. An underground organization in the heart of the Goby desert monitored the activity of all those in possession of the devil's blood. This organization was under the leader ship of one Doctor Boskonovitch. Ever since Doctor Boskonovitch was asked by Heihachi Mishima to build the first Jacks, he had been interested in the entire Mishima family. After much digging, some of it more legal then others, Doctor Boskonovitch discovered the Mishima's history with the demon's blood. Now he wanted that DNA to create the perfect soldier. However, Dr. Boskonovitch physically could not get at the blood; he could not capture a Mishima to get the blood. So, he built his organization to do so for him. He brought together some of the toughest and cruelest men in the world to help hi, me like Bryan Fury- Maniac Cyborg bent on spilling blood, Sergei Dragunov- Ruthless Russian officer hell bent on obtaining power for his government, and Feng Wei- Deadly martial artist with the drive to make himself the most powerful man in the world. All of them wanted the same thing, power, and that's exactly what Doctor Boskonovitch had promised them.
Doctor Boskonovitch-
Dr. Boskonovitch sat alone in his office in front of his computer working on the serum for his perfect soldier. He pushed is chair away and to a table with some tea on it as his computer began processing data. With a steaming cup in his hand, he leaned back smiling.
"I must say," He thought happily, "This formula is coming along very nicely. Once I have a ready supply of blood, my formula will be complete and I will be the most powerful man in the world, with the most powerful army. Of course, I couldn't do all this without the help of those stupid fools. It really wasn't hard to convince them to work with me. Besides the basic bribe, Mr. Fury has a chance to kill, Mr. Dragunov has a portion of the serum for Russian scientists, and Mr. Wei, a scroll of secret martial arts I found in China. They are all so gullible. I just need to lead them on long enough for me to get my formula, then, I dispose of them, permanently."
Bryan Fury-
Bryan Fury was in the underground shooting range, trying out an array of weapons that Dr. Boskonovitch had for their use.
"Man, I can't wait to use these on real flesh and blood." Bryan thought with a smirk. "Who knew that Dr. B had such fun toys?" He laughed as he dropped the smoking gun onto the table and grabbed a beer from a case on the same table.
"This Dr. B sure pays well." Bryan thought slurping from his can. "Whatever we're after, it must be real important to 'im. Maybe once we get it, I can hawk it fer a few million." He grinned wickedly "Aye, that's what I'll do."
Sergei Dragunov-
In a large computer lab in Dr. Boskonovitchresearch center, Sergei sat, scanning Dr. Boskonovitch's archives of the Mishima's. He saw history reports of every action that everyone in the Mishima family had commited, from Jinpachi's birth to Jin's high school records.
"Hmm…Jin needs to work a little harder in his Algebra 2 class." He muttered in his lifeless, monotone voice. He flipped through his notes. "I believe I have the story complete. Jinpachi was born in Japan. At age three, his family visited Mexico. At an Aztec temple in a desert, his family encountered Ogre. This was where the Mishima blood was first infected. The Ogre's evil aura merged into Jinpachi's body. His family managed to get away with their lives. Soon after they returned home, however, his parents both died by a strange illness never identified. Jinpachi started his new life on the street. He worked hard and his natural genius paid off allowing him to start his own business. Eventually it grew into a multi-million know around the world as the Mishima Zaibatsu. As time passed he had a son, Heihachi Mishima. Fifty years before the first King of Iron Fist Tournament, Heihachi forcibly took over the Mishima Zaibatsu, locking Jinpachi in the celler where he died of starvation.
Heihachi increased the Mishima Zibatsu's productivity making it one of the strongest and most influential businesses in the world. He to had a son named Kazyua Mishima. When Kazuya was at age five, Heihachi threw him off a cliff, claiming he was too weak. Heihachi forgot about Kazyua as time continued, but Kazyua didn't forget Heihachi. Kazyua grew up and harbored his hatred for Heihachi all his life. Its was during a street fight that Kazyua discovered he to was infected with the demon's blood. It was then his physical form began to change. He became known as Devil. He started the second King of Iron Fist Tournament. There, he was defeated and he went into seclusion. Soon, he returned to normal, even getting married to Jun Kazama and having a son, Jin Kazama. Inevitably, Kazyua's blood drove him mad and he left to clear his head, leaving Jun and Jin alone.
Jin grew up in a respectable home where his mother looked after him. Jin was a strong young man who studied the Mishima style karate that everyone in his family had mastered and tweaked to their own preferences, as well as his mothers Kazama style. As time passed, tragedy befell Jin like so many others in his family. Ogre had returned and taken Jun away. Jin ended up staying with his grandfather Heihachi. During his time with Heihachi, the third King of Iron Fist Tournament was held, this time; however it was a ploy so Heihachi could acquire the power Ogre had in his possession. Unwittingly Jin was used as bait to allow Ogre to unlock his true power. Ogre to was annihilated, leaving Hehachi powerless and Jin enraged at Heihachi's betrayal. Then, was with his father, his blood turn cold and his inner demon was released. The wings he had grown carried him away into the night, after he had assaulted Heihachi, and he wasn't seen again for a full year. He reappeared again as his High School year began, normal and healthy."
Sergei shook his head in amazement. "These Mishimas have such a fascinating history. And now, Jinpachi has returned for a second time? What will the future hold? As far as I can determine, the sword is a key factor in this. If it was indeed the sword that caused Jinpachi to return, then something of that power could be very useful." He smiled a small, devilish smile as he stroked the sides of his mouth, a plan forming. "Interesting," He mused.
Feng Wei-
Feng sat cross-legged on the mats in the organization's dojo. It appeared to everyone around him that he was sleeping while in reality he was preparing for battle. Feng was a master of spiritual power. He was controlling his chi and sending it through out his body, unblocking any spiritual energy that was clogged in his system. He wanted to be in top physical condition for the battle ahead. He opened his eyes as he felt a new presence enter the room, before him stood a nervous looking Miharu Hirano.
"Is there something I can assist you with?" Feng queered in his low, baritone voice. Miharu shuffled her feet awkwardly.
"I was wondering if you would be my sparing partner for my training." She asked meekly. Feng stood up in one smooth motion.
"I do not see why not." He said the two walked to opposite ends of the room and got into their ready stances. Feng noticed how odd Miharu's stance was. Miharu was low to the ground with her back leg bent and her front leg extended. Her arms were in the air like a pair of wings.
"I have never seen such a form." Feng thought.
Feng decided to make the first move. He leapt into the air, intending to bring down a thunderous axe kick. Miharu stepped sideways, letting Feng land next to him. Miharu brought up her arms like a fan to knock him into the air. Feng blocked with his arms, gasping at the force she hit him with. He grabbed her arms and threw her towards a wall. Miharu grabbed a pole as she passed by and swung around, kicking Feng in the chest. Feng was knocked backwards onto a rack of bamboo staves. Feng sprung to his feet in time to repel a flurry of punches Miharu rained down. Feng jabbed quickly jabbed out with his left, stunning Miharu for a second. That was all he needed. He grabbed her around her waist and launched into the air. He fell to the ground with Miharu's head aimed to hit concrete. Miharu closed her eyes as the ground sped towards her, but there was no impact. She opened her eyes to see that she was inches from the ground. Feng set her down gently.
"You are surprisingly strong for one of your age." He said approvingly, "However you lack endurance and the tenacity to sustain repeated blows. You will become more experienced as time goes on so do not think you are weak. To increase your endurance I suggest you take a long run daily. This will increase your lung capacity and allow you to fight longer."
Miharu bowed in gratitude. "Thank you sir," She said before turning and jogging off towards the exit to start her run.
"I can not condone Dr. Boskonovitch's actions." Fen thought grimly. "A girl like her should not be in the company of men of our disposition."
Miharu Hirano-
Miharu sat panting, stretching out her tightened muscles. She had just come back from a three hour run trough the desert and she was tired.\
"I'm glad Feng is here," She thought. "I could use his martial arts advice." Miharu pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge in the base's kitchen.
"I need to be strong." She thought sadly. "My parents are counting on me to get them out of this. Damn that Dr. B, taking my parents away. When I get the chance-"
"HEY GIRLIE!" A harsh voice bellowed from behind her. Miharu whirled around and saw Bryan Fury standing in the doorway, grinning wickedly.
"Well, well, what a fun time I'm going to have," Bryan said, looking her up and down.
"Please go away." Miharu said, backing away from him. Bryan grabbed her wrist.
"You comin' with me weather you like it or not," Bryan growled, jerking her along roughly.
"Let me go you freak!" Miharu yelled, punching at his face with her free hand.
"You little brat, you'll pay for that," Bryan said fiercely. He drew back his fist to punch her right in her face when a large hand grasped his wrist and stopped him.
"What the hell?!" Bryan shouted, letting go of Miharu and spinning to see who had grabbed him. Feng stood before him, restraining his arm.
"You are a worthless monster Bryan Fury." Feng said coldly. "Attacking a girl is despicable enough, but one who is working with you? I should break your hand for such an atrocity."
Bryan jerked his arm away and stormed out the door. "You'll regret this Feng, mark my words." He threatened. Feng turned to Miharu.
"Thank you so much." Miharu said shakily.
"You need to keep your eyes open when men like him are around. It would serve you well if you could sense his presence. If you would like, I can teach you this skill." Feng offered.
"I would like that very much," Miharu said.
"Good," Feng said with a nod, " We start tomorrow."
"Yes sensi." Miharu said with a bow.
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Well, there you have it. All the boring background/ motivation stuff is behind us. This was also my first shot at some action in this story. What did you all think? Any way, there will be an all out brawl in my next chapter so it should be more interesting.
-Link Guru-