Author's notes: This story is mostly based on Tekken 4 and the currently (2004) released information on Tekken 5 and its characters. Though some infos were taken from Tekken Official, some situations, events and characters are all fanmade. This is also the sequel to my previous fanfics, Tekken 5: The Kazama-Mishima Connections & The Kazama-Mishima Connections 2. Rated G
Disclaimer: Kazuya Mishima, Jun Kazama, Jin Kazama, Asuka Kazama, Wang Jinrei, Ling Xiaoyu, Hwoarang, Steve Fox and all Tekken characters referred in this fanfic are the property of NAMCO. This is only a fan fiction from the imagination of an obsessed fan. No copyright infringement intended.
Chapter 1: Resurrecting the Past
Deep within the large confines of the grand mansion of the Mishima family, the footsteps of a young man echoed along the empty marble hallways as he trudged towards his destination. The sounds and voices from the gathering downstairs reached his ears but did little to convince him to join the festivities.
When he reached the entrance to the balcony, he stopped and hid himself behind the wall. Silently, he dared a peek at the man, standing in the distance, his palms on the banister. The man's flaring ebony strands barely moved with the wind, his piercing eyes fixed firmly on the estate gates.
"Oni-cha"
"Shhh..." Jin Kazama put his finger over his lips to silence his sister. He motioned for her to come closer and together, they watched their father, Kazuya Mishima, continue on with his reverie.
"How long has he been out there?" Asuka whispered, looking up at her brother.
"Since this morning," Jin answered, shaking his head. "I don't think he ate at all."
"So...Mom's still not here, huh?"
"Guess not," Jin sighed, pulling himself in deep thought. In less than a month, a lot of things have happened that radically changed his life. First, there was his transformation. Then, there was meeting his resurrected, mutated mother, after six long years apart...but unfortunately, she was being used by the G Corporation not only to eliminate him and his father, but his whole sister, Asuka Kazama.
The fact that he had a sister was probably what shocked him the most. When he and Asuka first met during the fifth Iron Fist Tournament, he thought he felt some strange connection between them. After much searching, he found out that she was truly his sister. His parents had had another child four years his junior. She had been kept a secret to save her and Jin from the evil spirit that threatened to consume them: the children of an angel and a devil.
Even now, Jin still felt as if he were moving through a dream. His father, whom he had thought to be an uncaring, insensitive and evil man had risked his life for him and was now trying to bring his mother, Jun Kazama, back to reality and back to them: her family. Both Jin and Asuka followed in his plans by setting up the sixth Iron Fist Tournament to lure her out of hiding.
"It's been three days..." Asuka noted. "Three days and not even a glimpse of her. What if the Devil Gene in her blood took full control of her? What if she's destroying major cities or stuff like that?"
Before Jin could answer, a strong, inexplicable force pushed them to the floor, making them groan loudly.
"Spying on me again, are we?" Kazuya lowered his hand, the reddish glow from it slowly disappearing. "Don't think I can't sense both of you. Your celestial presence is way too discernible."
"K-Kombanwa, Dad," Asuka let out a nervous chuckle and stood up.
"Y-yeah...evening...D-Dad..." Jin dusted himself and gingerly walked towards their father. Kazuya simply grunted and turned to the gates again, sipping on his glass of champagne.
"Has she arrived yet?" Asuka asked, leaning on the banister.
"If she did, do you think I'd still be here?" Kazuya asked back in a flat tone.
"Dad, it's been three days. We can't hold off the tournament any longer," Jin complained. "The participants are getting restless. Hwoarang's been hitting on Asuka just to get in my nerves and"
"Excuse me!" Asuka interjected. "Are you saying that the only reason a guy would hit on me is because they want to fight you! Where'd you get your ego, anyway? It's not all about you, you know! And how do you explain that Steve Fox is also talki"
"Steve Fox! He's hitting on you too! Why I"
"Could you two shut up!" Kazuya flared, slamming his fist against the marble banister. His children immediately quieted down. For a long time, they wallowed in uncomfortable silence, the frigid breezing playing with the strands of their dark hair. To ease the tension, Asuka decided to break the ice.
"Dad...how did you meet Mom?"
Jin started to elbow Asuka but she dodged it in time. As usual, they ended up glaring daggers at each other behind their father's back. Jin mouthed 'I told you not to ask him that' and Asuka mouthed back 'So what?'
"I first met her in the last place you'll ever guess."
The siblings snapped their heads towards their father, the surprise clearly written on their faces. They hadn't expected to hear him speak. In the past few weeks that they've been together, Jin and Asuka had tried squeezing out a little tidbit on their parents' relationship but it was like pulling teeth. Kazuya always answered with a growl, saying that they shouldn't be asking him that and that they should wait 'til their mother comes. Now, perhaps because of the champagne's influence, their father's tongue loosened up a notch.
"Where?" Jin and Asuka were practically holding their breaths.
"Hayashi no Yakushima," Kazuya filled his glass again and drank the liquor in one gulp, ignoring his daughter's futile attempts to muffle a loud gasp. "I was training there with my father when I saw her all hunched up over a dead rabbit. Silly, but...she was really distraught. Tried comforting her, I did. Told her I could kill the damned bobcat that did that pathetic creature but no. She didn't want to. She's such a gentle soul...very forgiving. Even forgave my father for throwing me off the cliff. Forgave me for not being there...leaving her behind. Gave me so much of herself, she did. Generous woman. And when I gave her another surprise visit in the forest almost eighteen years ago..." Kazuya suddenly roared with laughter. "I can't believe it...that woman...sweet and pure soul. Disregarded everything and gave me what I needed and then some. And what did I give her in return? Grief! Agony! Pain and suffering! Heihachi was right. I am a wretch! Ore no BAKA!"
"You gave Mom two...beautiful...children..." Asuka reminded jokingly but there were sad tears in her eyes. "And you're trying to get her back to us, aren't you? I'm sure she appreciates that...just as much as we do."
"Appreciate..." Kazuya sniggered, pouring himself another glass. "Jun appreciates everything. Even appreciated a damned fool like me. I don't deserve her. And she doesn't deserve all the crap that's been happening to her. Damn it! What have I done!"
"Dad, you're drunk," Jin took the glass away from his father's hands but Kazuya unexpectedly took a swig right from the bottle. "DAD!"
"Not drunk," Kazuya declared, heaving the empty bottle beyond the balcony, where it splashed on the fountain pen. The participants who were lounging around it looked up in surprise.
"Hey, idiot! Who'd you think you are throwing stuff at people?" a man, whom Jin recognized to be Paul Phoenix, waved his fist angrily.
"OWNER OF THIS WHOLE GODDAMN ESTATE, IDIOT!" Kazuya shouted back, the muscles on his neck, straining. Jin and Asuka quickly held him back.
"You need to get some rest now, Dad," Jin stated firmly.
"Not drunk," Kazuya repeated, but his body went so limp that he had to be supported by his children, who painstakingly brought him back to his room. Once there, they laid him on the king-sized mattress and in minutes, he was snoring his head off.
"That was...interesting..." Jin scoffed when he finally closed the double doors.
"It wasn't funny," Asuka pouted. "He looked like a raving lunatic out there"
"Which was funny," Jin smirked. "I never thought I'd see this side of him."
"He drank himself to a stupor because of Mom!" Asuka stomped her foot, almost childishly. "Can't you see how frustrated he's become! We should do all we can to support him."
"And we did," Jin wagged his finger. "Supported him all the way back to his room."
"You can be very infuriating sometimes, Oni-chan!"
"It was a joke," Jin let out a half-laugh. "Lighten up, Asuka!"
"I can't understand how you could joke around at a time like this."
Jin contemplated on her words as he watched his sister go off in a sulk. He leaned his back against the door and put his hand on her shoulder reassuringly.
"You still hate him, do you?" Asuka queried, tears of fury threatening to flow down from her eyes. Jin instantly lifted his hand away. "I'm right, aren't I, Oni-chan? You still hate Dad."
"Yes," Jin admitted. "I'm not gonna deny that. But if it helps, I don't hate him as much as before."
"The only reason you hated him was because you thought he raped Mom," Asuka accused with such bluntness that Jin had to look and make sure she was the one speaking. She sounded so much like their father, Jin thought.
"Well, he didn't," Asuka continued when Jin didn't speak. "You heard him just now. He came back for Mom and had me. He's doing everything he can for her. He loves her. I know he does."
"You and your silly romantic notions," Jin muttered irritably. "There's a thin line between love and obsession. Dad's obsessed. Nothing but wanton lust. He's lucky I allow myself to address him as 'Dad'."
"What do you know about love!" Asuka flared. "You're too busy wallowing up in your anger that you become blind to everything good and wonderful in this world! You don't even notice Ling Xiaoyu!"
"W...What?" Jin blinked rapidly, his cheeks turning crimson. "I...I notice her! Of course, I notice her. She's a good friend and..."
"Forget I said that," Asuka stormed away but Jin pulled her back by the elbow.
"Look. I don't hate him for something that never happened," he explained. "I hate him for never being there...for never being the father he should have been. Do you know how it was like for me growing up? What it was like to be called a bastard child! You're lucky. You had Oji-chan so they can't call you a bastard."
"If you think things have been hard for only you, then, you're being selfish," Asuka said through clenched teeth. "I grew up thinking my mother was dead. Even though Fath...Oji-chan had done so much for me, there are things I couldn't tell him. I longed to have some mother-daughter talk; something that shouldn't be deprived to a girl growing up. And when I learned that Oji-chan wasn't really my father..." Asuka bit her lip to stop it from quivering. Jin stared at her for a moment longer before letting her go.
"You're right," he sighed. "Gomen nasai."
"Yeah...sorry for bawling out like that too," Asuka apologized. "I'm going downstairs. There's still a lot of food left. And Xiao's down there as well. Wanna come?"
"No."
"Hwoarang and Steve are down there too," Asuka said teasingly as she sauntered away.
"Chotto matte!" Jin hurried after his sister.
Chapter 2