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*~*Chapter Seven*~*
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Jin woke up on the rooftop of the Central Tower. Not realizing what had occurred, he knew the thing took over again. The sky told him it was morning. His back hurt like hell. The only clothes he had on were his trousers. He was glad he was alone. Jin hurried off the rooftop, praying no one was hurt by that monster. Without a fuss he got back to his quarters, showered, refreshed himself and ate breakfast.
He checked his phone. The last thing he remembered was texting Nina to visit him because he wasn't feeling too good to make it to the office. After that he must have passed out or disappeared. Then anxiety settled in. Did his bodyguard see his devil form? That was a secret Jin never wanted to get out.
There was a few missed calls from Nina and Eddy. He had a couple of texts too. Nina came to gargoyle's perch and he wasn't there. That's what the latest text from her revealed. Jin sighed in relief. He didn't attack her and nor did she find out about his devil problem.
He found his way to the entrance of Gargoyle's perch which was taped off with a hazard sign.
"Sir, there's some repair works going on for broken ceiling glass." An employee informed him. "It's dangerous for anyone to be in there."
It was the devils work. He nodded and walked away without another word.
Back in his office, Jin tried reaching out to Nina who refused to answer her phone for some reason.
She wasn't in the building either which annoyed him.
What the hell was this? This was so unprofessional of her. Had something happened? Whatever it was, he needed to find out. As all employees had military grade trackers embedded in their company phones, Nina was traceable.
He sighed and grabbed his phone. If she wouldn't come to him, he'd have to go to her.
The picture forwarded to Anna by Lee was indeed of her dear sister in formalwear. That bitch! She was working for the new king in town and Anna never felt so envious. That day, she wandered into G Corp and waited for Kazuya.
The man had several meetings and refused to meet anyone else soon after but Anna knew how to get around that. She knew how to sneak in. Charming a few male employees here and there, she got to Kazuya's office and she wasn't empty handed.
"I told you that I wanted no visitors." He growled when she stepped into his office.
"Relax sweetheart, I'm no secretary." She slurred. "I come with good news."
The tip of his tongue traced the outline of her earlobe. Once it reached the bottom of her ear, he gave it a featherlight bite. She sighed as there were now kisses being peppered on the side of her jaw to her neck. Both their hearts beating together in this moment. She counted the seconds in between each beat. Her fingers were intwined with the clawed hand.
Devil Jin.
He was sitting behind her. She was on his lap. Skin to skin.
His other clawed hand was squeezing one of her breasts. The tips of his claws slightly biting into her.
The tip of his horn lightly touched her cheek for a second.
Nina knew what the Devil wanted so she tilted her head to the side, giving him access to her neck. Ripe for the taking.
She had no scars there.
His hot breath touched her skin and she moaned as he now began to lick her neck. His tongue applied a bit of pressure against it which was extremely pleasurable. She felt his teeth running over her in that featherlight touch again.
Fangs.
It was fangs grazing her lightly. Nina moaned, her heartbeats now quickened as Devil Jin sucked on her neck with a steady pressure. It was warm and moist. His tongue flicked over her. Red currents of electricity ran through him to her. It tingled her nerves.
She couldn't move.
The blonde woman was right there where her devil wanted her.
You belong to me, That distorted voice told her in her mind.
Then she felt his fangs sinking in ever so slowly, pushing their way into her neck. A soft grunt escapes her mouth at the feel of it. Firmly in place, they were now connected. Now nothing could separate them. Her breathing became heavier, laced with ecstasy and he began sucking away gently at first.
One. Two. Three. Four.
Then the devil sucked with a ferocious passion, like a starving beast addicted to her. Nina closed her eyes, gasping and sighing with each passing second. It was going to leave a permanant mark, a reminder of what she let happen. But she didn't care. There was another permanant mark from Jin on her body already. A reminder.
Nina feels the rush of each drop leaving her and going into the devil's mouth. He was having his fill of her and she wasn't going to stop him. She was going to let him feed on her like he owned her.
Suck. Suck. Suck.
Sucking her blood, sucking away her life juice…
Nina opened her eyes, shot up in bed and shivered. She was in her room. Her hand went to the side of her neck to check. It was okay. No bite marks.
What the fuck did she dream of?!
She heaved breathlessly, hand now massaging her neck. Even though she had no bite marks, her neck was paining slightly, like it was throbbing. Ever since the devil tried to mate with her in the throne room, she'd been finding herself entertaining such animalistic savage thoughts a little. It was at the back of her mind and she fucking hated herself for it. For feeling that sort of lust. It was shameless. Nothing good could ever come out of letting herself being bitten and sucked. She was supposed to be a strong person. Never getting into such unsavoury situations! That was for weak people.
She was not weak.
Nina found herself wandering around the streets until she stumbled in a public festival where people wore white and threw colors everywhere. These called this event 'Holi'. She was wondering around aimlessly because of last night's incident. Being assaulted like that brought up the feeling of helplessness. It was a feeling she shot down since learning about her sister's betrayal. Was it wise to stick around after that beast made the moves on her? Why didn't she want to quit her job and find another client? These myriad of emotions spun around, confusing her until she found comfort in this festival. There was free food, drinks and music. She just couldn't resist. It was a bad habit she caught from her amnesia days and it stuck with her since.
There was pakoras, chickpea curry, biriyani and other Indian stuff. There was even a cannabis milk drink which was offered to her. She tried one glass and was a little giddy. It took her mind off last night's incident.
The sound of a motorcycle approaching caught Nina's attention. She saw Jin Kazama park his bike and observe the event. He looked right past her. She must have been covered in colors so that's why he looked a bit surprised when she approached him.
"The great Jin Kazama came down from his ivory tower for me?" She slurred a bit. It was so unlike her.
A woman whose face was covered in an array of colors looked at him, taking him off guard. What on earth was this? Her voice sounded familiar. She coughed and smiled, patting excess powder from her hair.
When she looked at him again, he noticed those blue eyes.
"Nina?" Jin asked, his lips curving in amusement.
Well this was a sight to behold! She reached out and tapped the side of his cheek a couple of times before dark laughter escaped her lips.
"There you go, now you played holi."
He didn't know what she meant by that and looked at her. She was wearing a shirt and pants that were stained by colors.
"What's with the mess?" He asked.
"Other people caused it. I…," She trailed off and yawned.
Jin realized she was tipsy and wondered if she'd be okay to get back to Central tower. He couldn't leave her on her own and this worried him.
"I'm fine Kazama, just a little too relaxed." She forced, fighting the effects of the drink. "Listen," She grabbed his shoulder as she mounted his bike.
Jin was shocked at the move and more shocked at Nina's body pressing behind him. This was happening in broad daylight. He didn't have anything against their proximity, it was nice but it was so unlike her. She must have really been tipsy.
"Take me home before I fall asleep." She yawned.
He looked at his bike mirror to catch a glimpse of the blonde. He noticed a handprint on his cheek where she touched.
"C'mon Kazama! Vrrrm Vrrrm!" She drawled.
He smiled. "You better hold on tight then. Wouldn't want you to make a fool of yourself."
"Shut up."
He started his engine again, confused with her behaviour. Nina tightened her arms around his waist and sighed. He hoped the wind blew off the colors on the ride back home. Nina hummed lowly behind him. He couldn't hear it well due to the sound of the bike and traffic but when they stopped at red lights, he realized she had quite the melody.
Jin would have loved to hear more of it sometime but sadly, the middle of the road wasn't an ideal place for that.
When they got into the garage of the Central Tower, Nina swiftly got off his bike and dusted herself off. Then his bodyguard gave him a look before patting the colors off his back in silence. He thanked her softly, almost forgetting his disappointment with her for neglecting her duties. They were going to have to talk about that.
"You know, might have been fun if you flew us here. Atleast you wouldn't get colors on your back."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Last night you were flying around in the throne room. You made the moves on me." Nina said soberly. "Tore off my shirt and started sucking my breast like a crazy beast. Lucky I stopped it before you got too far."
Jin turned around and looked at her in horror. "I did that?"
Nina nodded sleepily and yawned again.
Jin's eyes went to his feet. Shame burned under his cheeks. Did that devil assault her? Was it now lusting after women? Oh god, he prayed it hadn't mated with anyone. He realized that even Nina, an ice cold killer would feel pain just like anyone else. He caused her pain. Jin couldn't even look at her in the eyes. He was disgusted with himself for failing to control the beast.
"I apologize."
She stepped closer till her lips was near his ear.
"What are you Jin? Devil? Human?" She whispered.
There was a long silence as he tried to find an answer for her. He was sure she so stoned and probably would forget this conversation. However, now she deserved the truth so he decided to be clean with her.
"That wasn't me." He sighed. "It was the monster."
The woman in white pays her a visit again. This time she's clearer. Nina follows her. The hem of the woman's dress sways with the wind. It takes Nina a moment to realize she's inside a cabin. The wooden floorboard creaks beneath her feet. These sorts of dreams occurred from time to time and Nina figured it was better than dreaming about stuff from her past. She'd remember going inside the cabin but then everything was a blur after that.
Nina takes her time and observes the room. It seemed to be a vast lounge area. A bookshelf with books overflowing, a bureau with some photos and ornaments on it and a Persian rug beneath a coffee table. There was a sofa. A table and chairs in the other side. The only things on the walls was a clock and a calendar. This room was simple. Oh wait, there was an incense burning on the stand. A pleasant and calming scent fills the room.
The woman in white was nowhere to be scene. Nina goes to the bureau and picks up a joined up photo frame. It's a picture of a pregnant Japanese woman in a dress by the tree. She holds her stomach with a smile. The picture in the middle was the same Japanese woman holding a baby in her arms. The third and final one was a small boy sitting on a bench by the Japanese woman. Like his mother, he had bangs over his forehead.
Confused, Nina puts the photo frame down. A certain eerie feel washed over her and for once she wished Anna was with her. Her only family. Perhaps if Anna was here, the distraction offered by their petty fights would be very much welcomed.
"Go away!" A soft woman's voice warns.
Nina looks up and sees the woman in white by the doorway. But she's not looking at her. Nina follows her gaze and sees a huge green humanoid by the front door. Those nasty red eyes flashing in danger toward the woman in white.
Instinctively, Nina reaches for her gun. When there's nothing attached to her left thigh, Nina panics. What the fuck was Ogre doing in her dream?!
It says nothing and takes a menacing step forward. The woman in white doesn't flinch but Nina can feel the terror emanating from her.
It stretches it's hand out and the woman in white strains as her own feet take it's steps towards the monster.
Nina looks for any other object she could use against the monster. It looked like as if none of her moves could snap it's bones so easily. Maybe blunt trauma to the head ought to do some good.
A smash startles Nina and she sees the woman in white lying on top of the broken coffee table. She rolls over weakly with blood on her hands.
"Mother!" A slightly deep Japanese voice fills the room, sounding equally as anxious as she was.
A tall and thin boy with broad shoulders appears in the same doorway his mother was standing at earlier. The boy with the bangs. Jin. He looked so vulnerable, so weaker yet his eyes held the fire.
"Jin…." The woman groans in pain, reaching out for her son. "Please…run…,"
"Mother!" He says again and then flicks his eyes angrily at their green intruder. "Leave now!"
Nina tries to move and see if the woman was okay but her feet wouldn't budge. Clearly no one could see her and she was just an observer in that room.
The boy throws himself at the monster, trying to land a hit. Punch, Kick, Punch, Kick. Nothing worked. The hits bounced off the beast like rain on a speeding car. Nina felt sorry for him.
She really wanted to intervene and even shouts out for Jin. She knew the pain of not being able to protect your parent.
Her voice doesn't reach him and Nina watches helplessly as Jin is knocked so violently into the bookshelf that it splits just like the coffee table did when his mother was slammed onto it.
"Please no…!" The woman cries for her fallen son. She was still on the floor, writhing in pain.
It snaps it's head towards her and grabs her by the head, lifts her right up from the floor. She thrashes against it, her foot kicks the incense burner to the floor. Ogre encircles it's arm around her waist and drags her out. The mother screams Jin as she's taken far away. He doesn't answer his mother but her screams ring in Nina's ears. She looks at Jin who looks like he was knocked out completely. His face down on the floor.
She hears the sound of glass smashing and a big stick with fire being thrown in. It licks and consumes everything in its path. Nina's eyes fall on the lone white headband lying on the floor which is quickly eaten up by the flames. Hot air blows past her, threatening to draw her in. She tries to yell but nothing comes out of her mouth.
Nina jolted up in her bed, the heat of the fire on her skin. It took a few moments for her to get her breath even again. She hated such dreams where she felt as if she was dying or trapped. She looks around noticing she wasn't in her room. The area was bigger and more luxurious.
She was in the Central Tower, in her new place. Sighing, she closes her eyes and thinks about the woman in white. Now she had a face to the voice.
Jun Kazama.
"Is it my imagination or is she trying to tell me something?" Nina wondered out loud, glad to hear her own voice again.
She knew very little about Jun Kazama and the only person who knew enough was Jin. Was it wise to discuss her with him? Probably not.
Her head was throbbing!
Nina looked at her bed which was tainted with colors. She looked at her hands and body. Where the hell did these colors come from?! She rushed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and get into the shower. Oh man, it was going to be tough getting out those colors from her hair.
After the shower worked its wonders and she hydrated herself to quell the headache, Nina put on her underwear. It was late in the afternoon. Jin wasn't going to be happy with her slacking off. This wasn't like her and they had so much to talk about.
She checked her phone and found a few missed calls from Jin. She left the central tower to contemplate whether to carry on working for him or not. He never mentioned anything about the Devil thing and it peeved her. But after thinking about it, she realized he might have not been comfortable sharing such a dark secret with her. She vaguely remembered encountering him outside somewhere and sitting behind him. Then images of him helping her to her room flooded her mind. She wasn't one to get drunk but having never taken cannabis in her life but it affected her.
Jin seeing her in that state was embarrassing. Probably not as embarrassing as him grabbing and sucking her last night.
Would he remember what he had done to her?
Nina listened to her voicemail that Jin had left.
He mentioned that he was going to free her from her contract and left a heartfelt apology.
For a long moment, she sat in silence with the phone in her hand, his words replaying itself in her mind. A deep stomach churning feeling hit her hard. It wasn't his fault. It was the demon that possessed him.
She got on her feet. It wasn't going to end this way.
Nina's heart raced as she got dressed and opened her front door.
A younger Jin with fear in his eyes as Ogre appeared flashed in Nina's mind.
Perhaps it wasn't too late.
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A/N: Holi is celebrated in the month of March but in this fic it's December as it's just a party set up by some uni students for culture week to let people have a taste of different cultures. These sorts of things happened at my uni.