Chapter 12

Author's Notes: Okay, so here's Chapter 12! Sorry to keep all you guys waiting, but it's almost the end of the Quarter so of course every teacher has to pile up essays, projects, and reports all at the same time to make my life difficult. But aside from my personal life I must tell you that I feel as if this chapter was extremely rushed…Not to mention that I think I'm starting to lose touch of Anna's personality here. If I have time, I'll be redoing this chapter, but for now, enjoy!

"Sergei!" Anna's voice was the last thing he heard before the sound of a gun pierced the air. Suddenly he felt an excruciating pain enter from his left shoulder and although he didn't feel it as much, he guessed that a bullet had hit him in the leg as well for he was on his stomach before he had time to realize what was happening.

There were also countless pains throughout his body, making his body scream in agony as he felt her were on fire.

"Sergei!" Again he heard her and very weakly he turned his head to the direction of her voice and spotted her standing at the entrance to a nearby alleyway. Her face wore a worried expression that he came to realize didn't suit her. It was strange, that even now as he lay here helpless with seven guns aimed at him, he was still thinking of her.

Aleksander, enraged by Sergei's attempt on his life, brutally stepped on his head, "How dare you talk to me like that, you cur!" His stomping continued, but his attempt to injure Sergei any further was futile as he didn't even seem to flinch beneath the strength of his stomps. Eventually Aleksander came to a slow stop as his stomping only seemed to put him in humility and realized that Sergei's eyes were set on something behind them. Following his eyes, he eventually found himself looking at Anna who stood a few meters away. She was far enough to make an escape and with Sergei currently in SPETSNAZ's captivity, Aleksander probably wouldn't even care at the moment fi she decided to do so.

As Anna had watched Sergei collapse to the floor after being shot by at least five bullets, she felt herself go pale in the face and suddenly she felt an undying sense of protection that she had never felt for anyone but her own sister. To stop Sergei's pain and agony, that was what she wanted to do. Suddenly that desire took over and soon she found herself making her way towards the group of armed men, her mind forgetting all about the possible danger that awaited her.

As she was midway between her former position and the men, she suddenly stopped in her tracks as Sergei's glare became cold and sharp. "Don't come any closer," were what his eyes told her. She still had a chance to turn around and run off and part of her still wanted to do that. Here she had money to last her a month and two bags of clothes that other women would kill for. What more could she possibly want?

She gave a little smile, almost laughing at herself for trying to fool herself like this. No matter how much she could convince herself that these things were the only things she needed, the true answer to her question, the thing she always wanted, always popped into her head. The thing she had been seeking for was companionship. After all, it was this need that led her to become cryogenically frozen. That plan failed of course after her sister suffered amnesia and later wanted nothing to do with her, but she eventually met him, Sergei Dragunov who had become a friend…

She looked back into his icy stare and gave him an eye smile. "Don't worry, sweetie," was what she wanted to tell him. "I have it covered."

With her eye smile vanishing, her face eventually transformed so that it read "innocent" all over. This was a look Sergei was all too familiar with. He watched as she sexily approached the older man, Aleksander, and as she did so, the seven men immediately turned their attention towards her, aiming their guns at her in the process.

It was Sergei who became frightened for her, and let out a grunt of pain as he tried to move and protect her. However, she didn't find anything to worry about as she didn't even budge or flinch. Rather, she continued in an innocent, sweet voice, "It's been a while now hasn't it, Mr. Aleksander…?"

A guard had stepped in Sergei's line of view so could no longer see what was happening. However, he heard every single word she spoke and although it was the wrong time, he began to feel what he believed to be jealousy. How dare she use that teasing voice for him of all people? That voice was meant only for his ears alone.

As Sergei was busy getting angry over irrelevant subjects, Aleksander had turned his full attention to the lady and smirked. "I don't suppose you plan to sweet talk your way out of this do you? Because if you must know, you've caused me so much trouble, I'd be fine with shooting you down dead right now."

The innocent look Anna displayed vanished as her eyes shone deviously. "Oh, is that so…?" She said in a low whisper. Before anyone could act, she pulled the pistol Sergei had given her before their brief departure and swung around so that she stood behind Aleksander, using him a shield from his men. "Put the guns down," she demanded in a calm, cool voice, "Or your superior here will get a bullet himself."

With her slender form, the men weren't able to see her from behind their leader, so as asked they lowered their guns and stepped back. They knew it was what Aleksander would have ordered anyhow. "Good boy," she said smoothly. She spotted Sergei and saw how much blood he was losing as he lay there. However, with the current circumstances, she didn't know what else to do to help. All she had managed to do was get close.

As Anna was running through her mind all the possible choices she could take, Aleksander was becoming impatient with her. "What are you planning to do, woman?" He grumbled through clenched teeth.

She didn't answer letting the silence take them over once again. However, within this silence, they were able to hear a low rumble, like a propeller, in the distant. Fear immediately struck Sergei as he predicted that Mikhail had arrived. If that were the case, he would heartlessly kill Anna if he wanted.

Anna heard the noise as well, but found that no matter where she should move, her back would be to a soldier or she would be getting farther from Sergei.

Eventually the helicopter came into view and Sergei's heart began pounding rapidly as he spotted who it belonged to. It wasn't SPETSNAZ's, no. Rather it was someone far worse than Sergei predicted. The Mishima Zaibatsu had arrived and their soldiers were armed and ready to kill.

The SPETSNAZ military began firing at the intruders, breaking out chaos. At the first bullets fired, Anna covered her ears as Aleksander ran off to join his crew. "What the hell is this," he yelled while taking cover behind a car.

As the bullets continued to go back and forth, Sergei, with all the strength he can muster, dove towards Anna, pushing her out of the rain of bullets.

"Sergei!" She gasped as she found herself lying on the opposite side of the street from Aleksander, Sergei on top of her. She sat up as his body fell to her lap. "Sergei!" She began shaking him but he didn't seem to respond. Deftly she searched for a pulse and let out a sigh of relief as she realized he had probably blacked out after losing so much blood. Throwing his arm over her shoulder, she began making her way towards one of the buildings to get some cover while also allowing her a place to quickly stop his bleeding.

As soldier after soldier fell to the Mishima Zaibatsu, the helicopter eventually made its descent to the ground as the armed men began piling out of it. At last when they had all exited, they made way for their leader as he began his descent down the helicopter. He was donned in a black leather trench coat and his hair, equally as dark as his coat, was spiked back. Without a doubt, it was the renowned, infamous Jin Kazama, current leader of the Mishima Zaibatsu.

He was a familiar face even in Russia, as it became rumored that he was the cause behind internal problems that the civilians and government faced. Sergei had been ordered by the Russian Military to handle those situations more often than not and recognized the young man to be a burden, an insect that had to be rid of from this world.

Jin Kazama, followed by a blonde assistant, walked out and stared at the deserted and empty streets that surrounded him and his crew. Clearly to avoid the attention, Aleksander had evacuated this part of the city and blockaded it off. It was without a doubt that whatever SPETSNAZ ordered, you would obey. They were after all, one part of Russia's defense team.

As Jin was surveying the area, Anna, unable to carry Sergei that far of a distance had no choice but to place him down, hoping that she has yet to be noticed by any of the new arrivals. As she turned her eyes back towards the men she gasped. It wasn't the lifeless bodies of the SPETSNAZ soldiers that alarmed her, but rather, it was the beautiful blonde woman that stole her gaze.

Forgetting all about Sergei, Anna clenched her fist whispered, "Nina..." Before she could think of the consequences, Anna charged towards the woman, lunging at her and pinning her down by the arms.

The action was so quick no one was able to take in what had just happened as they stared at the two women.

Nina looked at the face of her attacker and narrowed her eyes in disgust. "You again," she whispered through clenched teeth. She kicked Anna off and sent her landing on her rear a few feet back.

As Anna stood up, prepared to return the attack, she found herself surrounded by machine guns, all of them pointed towards her. Glaring at the woman she made an attempt to push past them but was seized in the back by a strong hand. Turning around, she came face-to-face with Jin Kazama.

Looking into his eyes, Anna was reminded of Sergei's eyes that fateful day when they first met. Just like this young man's, his eyes were once as empty and cold. "Who are you," she heard him ask.

Just as she was about to answer, she heard Nina's high heels click against the pavement. Peering over her shoulder, she found the woman heading back into the helicopter, walking off on her little sister once again. Anna wouldn't have it. Yanking herself from Jin's grip, she pushed past all the soldiers and chased after her.

Just as she was within her reach, Nina turned around and in her hand was a pistol that she held towards Anna's forehead. "Leave me alone."

Anna froze. Her own sister was now holding a gun against her…This was what she had slept twenty long years waiting for? Was she truly so alone that this was the best thing she had for a friend? The realization she was facing almost brought tears to her eyes as she cast her face downwards to avoid the expression on Nina's face.

In time she heard the gun retreat back to the hoister and later Nina descending deeper into the helicopter. Seeing that Anna wasn't going to be a threat, Jin began to follow after Nina. "We're finished here," he told his soldiers in his empty voice.

As if she weren't even there, Jin and his soldiers entered the helicopter, walking around Anna as if she were a mere obstacle. Once all of them were in, the helicopter took off, leaving Anna alone in a deserted street littered with fallen soldiers.

Wiping the tiny drops of tears that had managed to force themselves from her eyes, Anna spotted Sergei's body lying on the cold sidewalk where she had left him and with a smile on her face, she made her way towards him and leaned down beside him. After laying a cold kiss to his lips, Anna whispered, "I'm glad I met you, sweetie…"

Seeing how much of a bloody mess he had become, Anna wasn't sure he would be able to make it until noon. Refusing to let him die, she removed his shirt and began performing the best healing techniques she had to offer.

She found he had one bullet entering in from his back, one through the back of his knee and three bullets attacking him from the sides. She did her best to cut off circulation with his discarded shirt, but with her lack of equipment, that was the most she could accomplish. Now all hope was lost. As soon as Sergei was gone from this world, she would be left in a world where everyone she knew was gone.

Just as she had reached her point of frustration, she bit her lip and almost felt herself lose control as the tears began building up behind her eyes. "Please don't leave me…" She mumbled as she rubbed her face against Sergei's chest.

Suddenly she felt a hand rest itself on her back and, thinking it was Sergei, quickly sat up and looked down at him. His eyes were still shut and both his arms were still down by his sides, just as she had left them. Realizing that it couldn't have been him, she turned around and found herself looking into the face of a handsome man.

He had sparkling brown eyes and sandy blonde hair spiked in hazardous directions. He wore a red uniform with a lion plate across his chest. The man knelt down beside her and with his arm now going around her shoulders, comforting her he asked in a deep, cool voice, "Are you alright?"

Anna didn't even have a chance to respond before the man pulled out his cellphone and said in a gentle yet demanding voice, "Tougo, we have injured. Hurry, send in the medics."

The man on the other end, Tougo, seemed to have said something as Anna watched the blonde nod and reply, "No, we must have missed him."

There were a few more nods and soon the phone was tucked back into his pocket as he extended a hand out to Anna. Once she took it, the man gingerly curled his fingers around hers and said, "My name is Lars Alexandersson. I promise you'll be safe with me."

Author's Notes: Dun-dun-dunnn! Did you guys expect Jin, Nina, and Lars to make an appearance? Um so I don't really know what Jin's "plan" is and all concerning the Mishima Zaibatsu so I'm going to be switching it up here and there to work to my liking. (I'm sorry Jin fans!) And also, I think that Lars is the absolute coolest character ever so if I make him seem overly cool, feel free to tell me.

Anyways join me in the next chapter to see if Sergei ends up getting replaced with Lars!