The forest was dark except the light of the flames glaring in front of the two men. Yoshimitsu's face flashed from the dark glow of red that had filled the area infront of them as their feet crunched the leaves and twigs below their cold feet.

A gust of wind blew in their direction forcing the smoke over in thier faces as both caughed and spit violently. The flames began to get bigger, brighter. Yoshimitsu and Nobiyuki stared at their feet of the sight that haunted them. People had limply lingered on the ground, a sight that had sickened the two.

"Yuki...check for any of the living."

Nobiyuki nodded queasily though began his search as well as Yoshimitsu. Yoshimitsus armor clanked and the dirt spread through his hard footsteps through the ash that had fallen to the ground, as if black snow in the summer of night. But out of the darkness of this cold...windy night...something had caught his eye.

A white...catlike mask reflecting the flames around it, next to it facing upward and torso slightly aligned straightforward, face tight, and wearing a tarnished dress, a women. She wriggled and groands as the burns on her seared her skin black. Yoshimitsu's lips went limp, and his arms dropped as he curled his arm around his torso. Thinking. The women grunted more hurt and semmed bleeding. Yoshimitsu bent down grabbing the injured women bye her waist, resting his torso on his shoulder and spread his legs to keep balanced.

'Could it be her...?'

He began through the smoke that had engolfed the blackened village that now lay in ruins.

"Nobiyuki, I found one.."

"Is she injured?"

"Not sure...look as though she has burns on her leg..."

"Im not sure who has done this but it could be Mishima..."

Both began in the direction of the Manji Clan village the women resting heavily on Yoshimitsu's shoulder.