Wiping the blood off his cheek with his thumb, Jin huffed, eyes locked on the new opponent. The ninja balanced himself on a dimly-lit lamp post, sitting cross-legged as he matched the panting Zaibatsu CEO's scrutinizing gaze. "Yield, you vile fiend!" The Manji Clan leader did a number on the man, using his teleportation and aerial abilities to his advantage. "Like hell," the younger man refused to admit that in the dark setting, especially, this battle was a challenge. A stimulating challenge, dare he say. He wasn't too fond of being labeled as a predator by the tournament veteran, however.
"Disgusting hell spawn!" The ninja caressed one of his numb tentacles, courtesy of Jin Kazama, feeling the ache of his own injuries begin to overtake his body. Though, his fighting spirit was in much better shape than what his physical appearance suggested, which put him in the same boat as the demonic human below. "How dare you follow and attack little girls, foul scum!"
"I do not prey on little girls--"
"Lies! The evidence of your sin is sitting right there!" The ninjutsu practitioner pointed his sword, causing them to turn their attention to the empty spot where Lucky Chloe once was. Arm deflating at her sudden disappearance, Yoshimitsu whipped his tentacle-decorated head around in an attempt to seek the cat ear sporter. "But you know," he flared up, "you still deserve to be punished!"
With a deranged battle cry, Yoshimitsu plummets to the ground, sword of the same name poised to stab the male Kazama. Seeing this from a mile away, Jin sidesteps, his opponent landing with a thud that ruined the cement underneath his form. Successfully creating distance between them, the unarmed man ducked to avoid the swipe of the weapon aimed at his neck.
"Ugh!" The ninja was sent flying after Jin countered with an uppercut to the jaw. Onyx eyes followed the swordsman's figure as he dropped to the ground, his squishy head taking the first hit, then the rest of the body after. The Zaibatsu owner smirked, hearing a strangled 'oof' come from the strange individual.
Yoshimitsu staggered as he rose to his feet, vision blurring for a moment. He recovered in time to backflip out of the way of a roundhouse kick, doing so to dodge several other variations of kicks from the Devil Gene possessor. In a misjudgment of time, the Manji positioned himself upright, only to be met with a Corpse Thrust, which threw him off guard. He rolled backwards, collecting himself enough to skid to a halt. The strength behind that punch caused him to have difficulty standing up.
Another kick connected with Yoshimitsu's stomach, hurling him back an amount of feet and into a lamp post. Although his head was bowed, the tentacle man sensed an additional attack nearing his head, to which he glided to the side to evade it. In place of Yoshimitsu's skull, Jin's foot smashed the already dented lamp post, making it collapse within seconds.
"Perish, you monstrosity!" The sword wielder bellowed, striking the raven-haired man on the nose with the hilt of the sword. Not stopping there, he continued to bash him on the head repeatedly until he saw Kazama's blood start to pool next to his fallen head. Opting to stop after a final slam, Yoshimitsu scanned his eyes over the damage done.
Motionless was the correct term to describe the Zaibatsu CEO's current condition, so still that it gave the ninja the impression that he was not even breathing. "This seems suspicious..." He noted. Indeed, it did. As a way of confirming that belief, Jin shot up with a newfound vigor, snatching the cursed sword from Yoshimitsu's hands. Bloody-faced and eyes feral, the man slashed the sword owner's chest, a long diagonal line of blood and torn flesh produced from the cold metal. This left the ninjistu practitioner in state of shock, unable to do anything else in that moment but stare down at the blood sliding further from the wound it originated from. A foe used his own Yoshimitsu again him?
Tossing the weapon into the darkness somewhere, Jin seized the window of opportunity to execute a string of combos on the distracted opponent. The reengagement of battle served as a wake-up call to tentacle man, who began to match the Devil Gene bearer's speed.
"Shit." Yoshimitsu cursed in his mind as he dodged a flurry of punches, noticing the increasing aggression from his opposer. The upper hand became the other man's in a matter of seconds, stunning the ninja.
And just when Jin thought the strange individual would falter, he vanished into thin air.
End of Chapter XXI [Part I]
A/N: Hello everyone! Here's the new chapter! :-) Part one (as you can see) is short, but Part two will be definitely longer because I'm working on it!!
I'm sorry for missing last week, I had a cold, and I couldn't focus, especially with the hot temperature...Ugh, it was terrible! >~<
I'm sorry if it seems rushed, it'll all make sense in Part 2!
Thank you so much for reading~!
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FanfictionAfter Heihachi Mishima finally died at the hands of his son, Jin Kazama took back control of the Mishima Zaibatsu. With the world turning its back on him in disgust, he has no other choice but to assemble a force of his own to take down another thre...
