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Chapter List
- 19
- 20
- 21
Chapter Summary: Jin rushes in and saves the day, but will his
actions have more consequences than he planned?
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Chapter Warnings:
Swearing.
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Chapter 21 � Devil or Angel? will be up soon!
A Tekken Story: Through the
Years

Those
true eyes
Too
pure and too honest in aught to disguise
The
sweet soul shining through them
Owen
Meredith

Chapter 20 �
The Real Jin Kazama

�One
week later�

�How
on Earth could you forget?!�
Satomi screeched at me, �This is the single,
most important thing in your entire
life!�
Great, here we go�
I stood
back, my arms folded, my eyes watching Satomi in case she turned to foam at the
mouth, my ears half-listening but my mind was somewhere else.
�How could you
forget that you volunteered to help my Drama group for our exam?!�
Because
I have more important things to think about�I bit on my tongue and hid a
smirk.
�You promised
me before Christmas break that you would volunteer as a stage hand for
rehearsals � you all did! Seriously Akira, we need all the help we can get!�
I held out my hands defensively, �Alright, alright,
I get it. I�m sorry I forgot�but I�m here now, aren�t I?� Oh shit, I shouldn�t have said that�
Satomi�s nostrils flared and I swear her eyes
glinted as she narrowed them, �Yes, you are�after I had to drag you here
myself!�
I shrugged sheepishly, �I�m here, that�s what
matters,� I brushed past her and headed towards the centre stage, where all the
Drama students, along with Sakura, Ryo, Jin, Ichigo, Tae and Shin had witnessed
my scolding, �Right, where do you need me?�
In all truth, I hadn�t forgotten about my
volunteer duties � I merely couldn�t be bothered. It had been a��spur of the
moment� sort of thing when Satomi mentioned it, although I regretted it
immediately afterwards. Seeing as I made my promise back before Christmas, I
thought me and/or Satomi would forget about it, or I could make up an excuse to
get out of it, but all that time away�I forgot about it.
Ironic.
I had been on my way out of school when Satomi
cornered me, curling her finger around the collar of my school shirt and literally tugging me back into the
building by my heels.
Still, at least I wasn�t the only one. We all were volunteers.
�Please don�t feel angry towards Satomi-san,� Tae
whispered to me as we helped the extras arrange the set with Satomi barking
orders in the background, �She�s not herself at the moment,�
�I know. I never imagined her to react like that
in my entire life,�
Tae shrugged and sighed, �Ever since she was
appointed the lead female role, Satomi-san feels she�s the one who�s in charge,
and this is the first big thing she�s
ever been included in at school,�
I chuckled, �I guess she�s secretly enjoying more
than she should,� She would never seem
like the bossy type�
Tae giggled and pushed her glasses back up her
nose, �It would seem so. Satomi-san is usually so kind and energetic�,�
I yanked on the red velvet curtain, straightening
it out for Satomi�s inspection, �There, I think that should do it,�
�Good job. Perhaps we should go and find
Kikukawa-kun?�
My cheeks reddened and my heartbeat sped up as
the image of Ryo popped into my mind, �Y-Yeah, sure,� I glanced up to the other
side of the stage, where Ryo, Jin and Ichigo were straightening out the
background
As we diagonally crossed the stage, something
didn�t feel right. When we reached the middle, I gazed up and noticed one of
the stage lights was wobbling from side to side.
What
on Earth�?
Something creaked, then
snapped.
�Akira-san, look out!� Tae cried, but I didn�t
hear it until it was too late.
The events that occurred merged into a blur. One minutes, I was standing directly underneath a falling stage
light, hurling itself straight ontop of me; the next I was on the side of the
stage I had just walked from, the curtain trapped between my back and the wall.
And someone had me pinned against it with their
upper torso. Both of their arms were hard-pressed onto the wall as well.
That someone was Jin.
I didn�t realise I had stopped breathing
momentarily until it all hustled out at once. I rolled my head back onto the
wall, all terror thawing from my body.
Jin lifted his head but refused to look at me,
�Are you alright?�
I nodded, �Yes. Thank-you,�
Jin stood up to fall height, his face concealed
by the shadows, but I guessed he still wasn�t looking at me, �Good,�
�Are you-,�
�Akira, are you alright?� Ryo skidded over, fear
spreading across his face.
�Yeah-,�
�Thank goodness,� Tae breathed a sigh of relief,
putting a hand on her chest.
�What happened?� Shin asked as a crowd began to
gather.
�I don�t know�,� I dug the heels of my hands into
my temples, �I looked up at the stage light for a split second then all of a
sudden it started falling�,�
�Good job Kazama was around to save you,� Shin
chuckled and lightly punched Jin on the shoulder, but he didn�t respond. He
still hadn�t moved from the light either.
�Yeah�thank-you,� I run a hand through my hair.
�Yeah, thanks Jin,� Ryo patted him on the
shoulder and smiled at me.
�Hey Jin, are you-,� I was about to ask him if he
was OK, but I noticed his arm.
A shard of glass was jammed in his skin.
�Jin, are you alright?� I tenderly took hold of
his forearm and twisted it to examine his wound, �We should get you to the
school nurse,�
Satomi nodded, �Go and take him, Akira. We can
managed without you both for the time being,�
Thanks for being so considerate. �C�mon, let�s
go,�
I wrapped my fingers around his wrist and tugged
him towards the medical office, but not once while we were there did he glimpse
up at me.
Half an hour later, the glass shard was removed,
the cut was cleaned, stitches were made and Jin was free to go. I knew I would
receive another telling-off if I didn�t go back to Satomi and her Drama group,
but I decided to walk with Jin back home.
Better yet, I needed to interrogate him.
Yes, I was thankful that he had saved my life,
but he left me with so many questions.
When I looked at him before the light fell, he
was on the other side of the room.
How
the hell did he get to me so fast?
When I thanked him, he didn�t look at me. He
didn�t look at anyone.
Did
he feel embarrassed in some way?
It wasn�t until I pointed it out that he noticed
he had been hurt.
How
did he not notice that sliver of glass was sticking out of his arm?
Why
did he save me?
I brought my feet to a halt, hanging back so Jin
would notice. Sure enough, he did. He also stopped, but he didn�t look back at me.
�What�s wrong?� he asked over his shoulder.
I peered up through my eyelashes to his angled
head, �Jin, I�,�
How could I ask him about something I didn�t even
apprehend myself?
How?
Why?
�I-I�,�
What he did�it wasn�t human�was it?
Was Jin some type of�superhero or something?
Jin finally circled round so he was fully facing
me, but his eyes were deterred to the ground, his face serious, �You want to
know�don�t you?�
I heaved a deep breath, �I-I just don�t
understand it�,� I held my arms out for an explanation, �What�how�why-,�
�I�ll explain everything,� his eyes fleeted up to
mine, his mouth set in a firm line, �Follow me,�
�Will you? Will you really?� my tone dripped with
cynicism.
�Trust me,� he reached his arm out so I could
take his hand.
Which I did.
I wasn�t sure how much time had passed, but we
seemed to have been walking for most of the day, in complete muteness, hand in
hand.
Jin directed us to the nearby forest � not far
from where we first met. We tramped through the muddy grass, weaved through the
ashy trees, hiked up the steady hills until we reached a barricade of trees on
the other side of a clearing.
�Here,� Jin drew back a few branches, �Just walk
straight on through,�
I casted him
an uncertain glance.
�Trust me,� he repeated and gave me a small
smile.
He�s
never hurt me before�I doubt he�ll do it now, even if he wanted to�
I crouched under the branches and shuffled out.
When I adjusted back to full height, I truly
couldn�t believe what my eyes were seeing.
As I gazed out, all I could see were mountains. Grass. Flowers. Water.
From where I was standing � ontop of a slope � nothing but green, fresh grass
and little, delicate flowers in the colours of pink, purple, yellow and white
stretched out like a long carpet. There were a few ponds filled with clear,
blue water dotted here and there at the bottom that reflected the brilliant sun
rays like a mirror. Small streams of smoke curled around us.
�Jin�,� I struggled, flabbergasted as he stilled
next to me, �This place�it�s so beautiful,�
The pungent perfume of the pleasant flowers
wafted all around me. The sound of trickling water, cool and calm, filled my
ears. The grass felt soft underneath my feet.
This
is�truly unbelievable. This is Mother Nature�s true beauty.
�I found this place one day as I was taking a
walk�,� Jin surveyed the landscape but his smile was missing, ��it wasn�t look
after I moved in with Heihachi�,�
My hand twitched to comfort him, but I ignored
it, �Do you often take walks alone?�
�Yeah. It was
something Mother and I would do back home, in Yakushima,�
�Yakushima�,� I recited. I had never been there,
but I�m sure I had heard it from somewhere.
�This place remains me of home�it was just like
this � beautiful, natural�,�
�Is this why you�ve bought me here?� I eased
myself down onto the grass. It was as soft as I thought.
�I wanted to show you this place�,� Jin seated himself next to me, ��I wanted you to see it, because I knew
would understand,�
�Understand what?�
�How important it is to keep hold of memories.
When someone dies, we can no longer see them, or hear them, or touch
them�that�s why it�s so important to keep hold of the memories you have,�
I revolved my gaze back to the outlook, �That�s
why you take walks in the forests, because they remind you of home. They remind
you of your mother,�
�Yeah,�
I shifted my legs into a more comfortable
position, �When I was little, me and Dad�we had this tradition of sorts, during
the weekends�we would�,� I couldn�t help but chuckle at the memory running
through my mind, �We would go into an empty room and set up a few plain
canvas�, some pots of paint, you know things like that, and we would�we would
go insane so we could paint something together. We always had so much fun�and
that�s where my love for Art came from�,� I rested my chin of my bent knees,
�But I haven�t done it since he died�,�
It�s
hard�sometimes it�s so hard�
�What would you do with the paintings when they
were finished?�
I grinned, �We would store them in the attic, or
hang them up somewhere around the house. We always joked that if becoming
martial artists didn�t work out, we should sell those paintings and become art
dealers or something,�
All
that time�laughing and goofing around�
�But, I understand what you mean. You have to
keep those memories alive; otherwise�you have nothing,�
The
memories keep them alive�
�That way, you�ll feel like they�re always there
with you,� Jin added.
Exactly�I
understand�
�You didn�t lead me here just to give me a little
speech�you promised,� I steered the conversation back. I didn�t want there�back when�
Stop
it, stop it!
Jin inhaled through his nose and eased the breath
back out, �You want to know how I got to you in time, don�t you?�
�Yeah, I mean�well, it just doesn�t make sense.
Just as me and Tae-san were going over to help you guys, you were on the other
side of the stage. And you didn�t even noticed that you were hurt�,� my eyes
flickered to his bandage then back up at him, ��I don�t understand it. I know
it wasn�t by luck or anything�so how did you do it?�
�Would you really believe me�if I told you the
truth?�
�Of course,� I nodded, �I�m your friend, Jin,�
He exhale noisily again and linked our gazes.
�What do you actually know about my family?�
�The Mishimas?�
Jin nodded. I shrugged.
�I know your grandfather, Heihachi, is a famous martial artist and often hosts The King of Iron
Fist Tournament where combatants around the world compete. He owns the Mishima
Zaibatsu and founded the school,�
I
also know you�re the son of Kazuya and Jun�
�That�s all true�did you also know he had a son?�
�Kazuya�,� I answered in a low voice.
�Yes,�
�He�s your father,�
Jin blinked at me, then revolved his vision
towards the water pooled at the bottom of the hill, ��Yes,�
�Your mother, she competed in the tournament
too�Kazama Jun,�
Jin closed his eyes, almost as if he was
meditating, �Yes,�
I
knew it! I was right!
�So, Kazuya and Jun�they were in love?�
Jin seemed hesitate before he fully answered me,
�Mother entered the tournament to stop him, but�something drew her to him,
something she didn�t understand. At least, that�s what she always told me
whenever I asked about him,�
Wait,
didn�t Jun drop out of the tournament? �So, what exactly happened
between them?�
�My mother approached my father, completely
fearlessly, but he warned her to stay out of the tournament, and eventually she
did. When she headed back to Yakushima, she discovered she was pregnant with
me. Then she heard the news � Kazuya was dead,�
God,
that�s so awful�your father dies before you�re born, then to be raised by your
mother single-handedly�
�She raised you by herself in Yakushima,�
�Not long after my twelfth birthday, Mother sensed something � something
bad. She told me that if anything ever happened to her, I should seek out my
grandfather. We moved to Tokyo not long after,�
�And then you ended up here, with Heihachi, Lee
and Xiao�Jin, I�m so sorry,�
Jin shook his head, �Don�t be sorry�I don�t
deserve it,�
My eyebrows took the form of a frown, �Jin, how
can you say that? Nobody has ever been what you�re going through and what
you�re currently going through right now,�
�It�s because of this�,� he placed his hand on
his chest, just above his heart, and squeezed the flesh, as if he wanted to get
rid of it, ��it�s all my fault,�
�I don�t understand,� I tried to keep my voiced
calm because I was starting to freak out. What was Jin talking about? The fact that he wasn�t strong enough to protect his mother when Toshin attacked? Or something
else?
�Jin, what are you talking about?�
He gritted his teeth like he was in pain. I
grabbed the back of his hair and yanked so he was forced to look at me.
�Jin, look at me. You�re scaring me right now,� I
cupped the left side of his face, �Tell me. You can tell me anything,�
��Are you
sure you want to know the truth?�
I nodded.
How bad could it be?
�The Mishima
family�they�re not exactly normal,�
I detached
my hand from his cheek but kept our locked gaze level, �What do you mean?�
�We have�a
special gene,�
A special gene? What does that mean?
�Huh? You mean like�special powers that run
through the family or something?�
Jin seemed almost slightly amused with I had just
come out with, �Something like that. It�s seems like a trait we all share � me,
my father, my grandfather, my great-grandfather�,�
�So this �special gene� you have�what exactly
does it do?�
�A lot of things � we have higher levels of
energy than normal people, we�re faster at healing ourselves, we have increased
strength and agility, we don�t feel as much pain as the average person would
do, but�,�
�But what?� I questioned when Jin grew quiet again, �That all sounds
great to me,�
�When we fight�we sometimes lose control because
of this�electrical element we have,�
�Electrical element? What do you mean?�
�You see it lot when we fight�this electricity
that runs through our bodies when our gene kicks in�my grandfather calls it �The
Fatal Lightning�. When we start to lose control�it tends to hurt people, a lot,�
�Is there no way to control it? Therapy? Drugs? Anything
like that?�
Jin shook his head again sadly, �No. I�ve tried
everything. Sometimes meditation helps, but�,�
I tried to process this all through my head. The
Mishima family have a �special gene� which gives them the upper hand when fighting
� no surprises there then at why they�re the greatest fighting family in the
world. But, the way Jin talks about his father�did Kazuya die
because of the gene?
�So that�s how you were able to save me so
quickly,� I stated as it all pieces fit together � how he got to the other side
of the stage so fast, how he didn�t notice he had been hurt.
�Yeah,�
I patted his bandaged arm lightly, �Thank-you for
saving me,�
Jin squeezed my hand in his, �I�m glad I did just
in time,�
I couldn�t help but keep my eyes secured with his.
Those chocolate-brown iris��it was like they were
taking me somewhere, somewhere safe and away from here�
Oh no�don�t
go there again�
I tugged my hand back and laid
it on my lap, �When did you know you had this gene?�
�When I asked Mother about Kazuya, she never told
me he was a Mishima�but I guess I knew I was��different� ever since I was a
child,�
�A child? How so?�
�Where I lived in Yakushima, it was a small
place, so I guess the adults knew about Mother being involved with Kazuya, so
they knew about me�then they told their children, and they stayed away from me,�
Wait? Didn�t
Jin say something like this before? Back when he told us he suffered from
epilepsy?
�I was so young when these��attacks�
started happening. Mother found it hard when I was diagnosed, she struggled
with looking after us both�the other children didn�t understand though�the
other parents steered them away from me�claiming I was cursed, so I had no
friends. I was often lonely, isolated�Apart from Masaya, my best friend, the
one person I could depend on. He was the only one who did not believe, nor did
he care of the rumours�,�
Oh, Jin�
Something
clawed at my heart, wanting to make it break, causing tears to begin to form in
my eyes, �I�m so sorry, Jin,�
�Don�t
be,�
�Stop
saying that!� my voice become thick and croaky as I grabbed his face with my
hands and shook him with all my might, �Jin, you�re a human being! Nobody ever
deserves to be treated like that, ever! Please, you have to believe me!�
�Akira�,�
�Jin, no
matter what you may think, you don�t deserve to have gone through what you did.
But, you have me, and Ryo, and Xiao and everyone else � everyone who cares
about, everyone who loves you. So please, don�t think you�re never worthy of
someone�s sadness,�
Jin didn�t
say or do anything. He simple wiped away the tear that I was completely unaware
about. But I think my words got through to him, because we didn�t speak of it
again that day.
After
that afternoon, I had deeply wished Dad was still alive. He would have liked
that view � now the place where me and Jin promised to go to if we were ever
feeling troubled. But most of all, he loved the tournaments. He would have
loved to have heard all the things that Jin told me.
But
something still didn�t add up. Why was Kazuya dead? I knew that he had been
defeated at the least tournament, but there was no mention of him dying. He was
just missing.
Everyone
knew about the Mishima family history. Heihachi�s wife � Jin�s grandmother �
died shortly after Kazuya was born, supposedly in a house fire. But Heihachi
continued to raise Kazuya, and quite harshly at that. Apparently he was
reported for child abuse several times as his son grew up, but he was never
arrested. And because of that, Kazuya grew up hating his father and entered the
first tournament when it was announced to extract revenge. Kazuya succeeded,
and took over the Mishima Zaibatsu.
The world
was then thrown into chaos. Another tournament was announced a few years later,
and after Kazuya was defeated by Heihachi, he went missing.
No-one
heard from since.
But how
did Jun know he was dead? Maybe it was a story she conjured up to give a young
Jin a more �definitive� answer. Or maybe she knew because she witnessed his
death � that�s why she didn�t like to speak about him.
So
many questions. Very few answers. None of which I can get the answer to.
Or can I?
Once I
got home that night, I booted up my laptop. Once it was on and loaded, I typed
into the search engine �Mishima Kazuya dead�.
I
scrolled through so many pages � many being news articles and fan speculations
of what had happened during the second tournament.
My
investigation carried on into the early hours of the morning.
Just as
I was about to call it quits and head to bed, an blog
entry caught my eye.

The final
rounds of the second King of Iron Fist Tournament ended with a father versus
son battle � Mishima Heihachi versus Mishima Kazuya.
Unfortunately,
the cameras recording and documenting the tournament from the start so the
whole wide world could watch were forbidden by Kazuya himself, as well as fans
witnessing the event from the side-lines. Many people tried to sneak in to get
a glimpse, but the Tekkenshu were not a force to be reckoned with. However, as
eye-witnesses were leaving the scene to go back, some reported seeing a
winged-being in the sky, almost like an angel.
Mishima
Kazuya was defeated that day, and never seen again.

A
winged-being, like an angel?
I
steered my investigation towards �The King of Iron Fist Tournament angel�.
Thousands of results came up, but the majority were restricted, blocked or need
access codes.
Drat.
I found
another blog entry from the same website had read before when they were trying
to figure this out.
There have been many rumours around
Kazuya and his existence. But, during the first tournament � when Kazuya
revealed himself after a long absence � it was reported that he had a �dark
aura� and was somewhat trouble. But, the strangest reporting was an eyewitness�
account of a battle between Kazuya and another fighter.
She claimed she saw something in the
sky with wings. At first, she thought it was an animal, but when she analysed
it further, she realised it couldn�t be an animal 0 it was too big.
It was human sized.
She immediately took a photo (which is
below this entry). It is not very defiant as it was dark and the camera malfunctioned,
but you can clearly see a winged-figure floating in the sky, just above the
battle stage.
Other eyewitness� recall seeing this
figure, but only during Kazuya�s battles.
Is Kazuya not human? Is he an angel or
something else from another world?
We may never know.

Could there be any possibility that Kazuya was an
angel perhaps? Maybe that�s why he�s missing.
Wait, though. I was obsessed with angels from a
young age and from my knowledge of reading about them, only fallen angels walk
the Earth.
I skated my computer chair
over to my bookshelf and found my book entitled History of the Angels.

It is
said that the angels banned from Heaven by God fell to the Earth, but they
would still retain their wings and powers. They would disguise themselves as
human beings so they could impregnate human women with their offspring.
These
offspring would be called Nephilim, sons of Heaven.
These
sons of God would inherit the fallen angel�s powers but would not fully develop
them as their fathers would have back in Heaven.
The
fallen angels would wreak other havoc amongst Earth, including torturing other
evil souls and punish those who had committed the most heinous crimes on other
human beings.

So, there could be any possibility that Kazuya was
a fallen angel. I mean, if the reports are true about Heihachi physically
abusing Kazuya as child, perhaps he �accidently� killed him and Kazuya came
back as an angel, only to fall from grace to complete his revenge.
But if that�s true, and Kazuya impregnated Jun,
that�
That would make Jin a Nephilim
� a half-angel.
Cut all the �Mishima Gene� crap!
Jin has these �abilities� and �powers� because he�s a half-angel!
Right?
�Right?
�I must be going crazy,� I muttered to myself and shut up the
book.
No-one would
believe that. It even sounds crazy to me! Pfft, there�s
no way Heihachi accidently killed his son, who became an angel then fell from
the sky, �planted his seed� in a human woman and let her give birth to a
half-angel.
That�s completely insane!
�Guess I haven�t been getting as much sleep as I
should be,�
I shut down my laptop, turned off my desk lamp and
without bothering to change into my pyjamas, I curled into bed.
It�s
a long day.
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