Lost most of my Tekken fanfic ideas when my laptop went bust all those years ago. Then focused on other stuff in life as you do when you grow older. Looked back on this account, disliked the fact that I had some unfinished fics so I decided to try and finish them. I forgot what my original plans were for this fic lol. Only remember basic character relationships. Salvaged only two chapters for this story so just getting them out there!

This is my version of Tekken, takes place between end of T3 and before T4. We're in Brisbane with Jin/Nina.

Chapter Five

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I'll never be one of them. Jin had said.

Nina watches him, finds the intense hatred in his eyes. She imagines if Heihachi was infront of Jin right now, he wouldn't stand a chance.

"Right, if you're an enemy of Mishima then you're in hiding." Nina guesses. She and Jin were in the same boat basically. Funny.

Did he want revenge against Mishima?

"Where do you live?" Nina asks.

"Nowhere." Jin replies, picking up his backpack.

Wait, was the park his home?

"I live with Julia Chang." Nina had told him, knowing he'd recognise the name.

After all Julia had let her know that she and Jin were childhood friends.

"If you need a sofa to crash on, feel free to visit." She says before giving him their address.

Nina wonders if it's an old habit of hers to bring in strays. If not, she blames it on Julia's influence.

He refused as expected. As days passed, Nina would stare at the door sometimes, expecting a knock. Get a hold of yourself, Williams, Nina told herself. He's a nobody.

"Are you okay?" Julia asks her after popping the kettle on.

"Don't I look okay?" Nina counters, "I'm not the one whose date went south."

"The police got Marduk. That was the name of the bastard." Julia scoffs, moving to her bed.

"Swear." Nina teased, remembering in the initial days, Julia had asked her politely not to utter any foul language.

Julia chuckles and shrugs.

"Nina. How are you holding up? You told me that you were betrayed by a family member after getting a memory back. Have you got anymore?"

She was grateful that she had asked Julia for help during the third tournament. It was hard and embarrassing to admit she needed help but waking up in a lab and being told she was frozen for two decades scared the crap out of her. Then not having memories made her feel even more out of place. Anna on the other hand was fine. Something was suspicious about the whole thing.

Julia gets up, opens the hot chocolate box and puts some powder in both their cups.

"I remember visiting a grave, my dad's before I was put into cryosleep. My sister was there. I felt anger and I can't place why."

The kettle whistles off. Julia pours the hot water into the cups.

"You can always talk to me. You might feel weird that I didn't exist at the time of your last memory but that doesn't bother me. We're all humans. All people at the end of the day. You can treat me as your friend."

She hands Nina a cup. Julia was so good to her. Sometimes Nina forgot she wasn't normal.

"I am." Nina smiles. "And thank you."

Once their hot chocolate is consumed, a knock on the door surprises them. Both of them move to the door.

"Jin Kazama! It's so good to see you." Julia says politely, clearly hiding the surprise in her eyes. She glances nervously at Nina who shrugs.

"It's good to see you again too. Julia." Jin replies as he takes off his shoes and slowly makes his way into the apartment.

"I'm sorry, he had nowhere else to go." Nina tells Julia quietly.

"Oh, that's fine. It's just that I haven't heard from him since the end of the tournament."

Jin waits for the two of them to come into the room before taking a seat on the sofa.

"Well Jin, looks like you haven't completely lost all your manners." Julia chuckles.

"If this is awkward for you, I could leave." Jin exclaims, holding his backpack close.

"Nonsense! I can't leave friends living on the streets." Julia says. "I'm glad Nina did the right thing and invited you here."

"I'll get back on my feet soon. I won't be here for long." Jin promises.

Julia takes out an extra pillow and blanket from the closet. Hands them to Jin. Nina sits on the chair and observes him. The guy was as socially awkward as Julia had said so. Nina wanted to ask him about Heihachi and Kazuya Mishima, who dared to put her in the cryosleep.

Jin looked like he was exhausted.

It could wait, she tells herself.

"Jin." Nina utters his name. He looks at her with questioning eyes. "I hope you like it here. It must be better than the park bench."

Was that a glimmer of a smile on his lips? Nina narrows her eyes. No, it couldn't be. She was seeing things.

"Thank you both and thank you, Nina." Jin says softly.

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She points the rifle at a purple blur. There's a devilish laugh. Something leathery stretches out, purple and smooth. Light shines into it. So bright that Nina can see the veins in the wings.

Wings?

They were attached to a man. A purple man with red eyes.

"Not today!" A familiar voice snaps from behind her. There's several footsteps around her. Red eyes not as bright as the purple man. Then there's Anna.

What was she doing here?

"Anna!"

Nina feels the prick against her neck.

The mist consumes her.

"Nina?"

She jerks upwards when she feels pressure on her shoulders and takes her attack by the throat. Wrapping her legs around them with practised ease, she tries to slam them down into the floor.

In a quick moment, she finds herself on the ground and her hands pinned over her head. The white ceiling greets her. She sees dark bangs hover over her face.

Dazed, she mutters, "What the hell?

"Oh my God, Nina what happened?!" Julia asks running into the room.

"Are you okay?" Jin asks.

He was on top of her. Between her legs. Nina pushes up against him. He apologises and removes himself. Then offers a hand. Nina takes it.

"It was a nightmare." Nina sighs as she gets up.

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"You're not crazy." Jin says. "If ogre exists. So can that monster in your nightmare."

"Let's draw what we think is the devil and then we'll take it from there." Nina says, handing him a spare sketchbook and a pencil.

Several minutes later, they finish sketching. "Okay, now the moment of truth." Nina says and they both flip their sketchbooks at the same time.

"Well, shit!"

The devil Jin had drawn was the same as hers. Nasty bat wings with spikes. Overgrown finger and toe nails and a third eye on the forehead. Of course Nina's sketch was better than Jins but it more or less told the same story. Jin even wrote the colors down followed by an arrow. Purple for the body. Red for the eyes.

"This is Devil." Jin says, as if he had seen him before. "You have seen him before too."

"So my nightmare is a memory." Nina says.

"The devil is my father, Kazuya." Jin adds.

"Kazuya Mishima." Nina says.

Now why was she trying to have him killed in her memory? And who was the unlucky woman that Kazuya knocked up? Another thought hits her.

"If your dad is the devil, what does that make you Jin?"