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Fists of Purpose - 2
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~Ten Years Ago~
*Jin Kazama and Ling Xiaoyu stand in a doorway, looking in on a five year old boy hesitantly playing with blocks as though he's never seen anything like them before*
Jin: There's no doubt?
Xiaoyu: None. I'm- I'm sorry Jin.
Jin: Damnit, how the Hell does something like this even happen!?
Xiaoyu: ...Jin, with everything we've been through... is that even a serious question?
Jin: Point. It's just... I swore...
Xiaoyu: You swore that the Devil Gene would end with you. I guess these guys had other ideas.
Jin: How did Umbrella Corporation even get ahold of my DNA?
Xiaoyu: It's hard to say. As the Gaming Multiverse gets bigger threats can come from any angle.
*Jin stares at the little boy like he's looking at a ghost*
Jin: Well... just... get rid of it. Put it up for adoption and get it out of my face.
Xiaoyu: Jin!
Jin, turning to leave: It's too dangerous to be kept around me. Get rid of it!
Xiaoyu, grabbing him by the arm: Jin, this isn't some company you can buy off! This is your son!
Jin, wheeling on her: I never wanted to have it!
Xiaoyu: Well he's here!
Jin: AND I WON'T DESTROY HIS LIFE!
*silence reigns between them for a moment before Xiaoyu puts a gentle hand on his shoulder*
Xiaoyu: Jin... you could never be Kazuya.
Jin, laughing bitterly: Can I not? It's always the same with us Mishima men.
Xiaoyu: I thought you were Kazama?
Jin: Kazama may be my name, but it's Mishima blood in my veins. You know how it goes for us, how we screw things like this up.
Xiaoyu: But it doesn't have to be Jin. You could break the cycle. Right here and now.
Jin: I- I don't know how.
Xiaoyu: Be for him what your mother was for you.
*Jin stares a the child for a long moment. He takes a hesitant step forward. Then another. Then he is crouching beside the child.*
Jin: ...Hello.
*The Child just stares at him.*
Jin: Do... uh... do you have a name?
The Child: Mishima.
Jin: *winces* No, uh, that is your surname. What is your name.
The Child: Mishima.
Jin: You do now have a name?
*The Child shakes his head*
Jin: Would... would you like one?
*The child hesitates but nods*
Jin: ... ..Yuuki. Do you like that name?
Yuuki: Yuu-ki. Yuuki. Yuuki Mishima. *he smiles for what is perhaps the first time* I like that.
Jin: I am glad.
Yuuki: And who are you?
Jin: I am- I- I am... *he summons up his courage* I am your father.
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~Present Day~
*A black limousine pulls up to Ryu's dojo and Jin gets out. He approaches Ryu, who is meditating on the porch.*
Ryu: Jin.
Jin: Ryu.
Ryu: Yuuki is in town with that... talking... cat... thing.
Jin: Good. *He sits across from Ryu* I am here for an update on his progress.
Ryu: I see. *he finally opens his eyes* Would you like some tea as we talk?
Jin: No. Just talk.
Ryu: *snorts* Very well.
Jin: Don't get smart with me, hobo.
Ryu: No matter how the wind howls. the mountain cannot bow to it.
Jin: Just. Tell. Me.
Ryu: Very well. Your son is making great strides in the basics of the Ansatsuken and we are beginning to move into more advanced forms and techniques.
Jin: And?
Ryu: And?
Jin: The Devil Gene you bumbling bufoon!
Ryu, unshaken We have not activated it as of yet. He requires more self-discipline before we venture into that territory.
Jin: And how, pray tell, will he get that.
Ryu: With Time and Dedication. I provide the first and he provides the second.
Jin: And how long do you think that will take?
Ryu: That depends.
Jin: On?
Ryu: On how soon he can find a true purpo- *Ryu starts as though he's been struck*
Jin: What the- *Ryu suddenly stands*
Ryu: The Dark Hadao... he is here.
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*In town*
Yuuki, finishing his sushi: Ahh, gomen. That was lovely Mona-san
Morgana: Heh, don't mention it kid. Good food makes any situation better.
*There's a buzzing from Yuuki's pocket*
Yuuki: Eh? Ah. *he pulls out his phone* An update on the Phan-site.
Morgana: Yer still runnin' that thing?
Yuuki: Yeah! Ever since the Galeem Cataclysm the Phantom Thieves have become celebrities and the Phan-site has been going off.
Morgana: Oh yeah. Joker and his pals have been real frustrated they can't use any of that fame without unmasking.
Yuuki: Yeah... I hope I can join them once I master my Devil-
???: Mishima-san?
*Yuuki starts at the familiar voice and turns to them*
Yuuki: S- Suzui-san?
*Sure enough, Shiho Suzui stands before him at the entrance to the Sushi Bar*
Yuuki: Shiho- I mean- Suzui-san! I- uh- I didn't know you were- Hi!
Shiho: You may call me Shiho, Mishima-san.
Yuuki: I- uh- okay. But only if you call me Yuuki!
Shiho, nodding politely: Very well, Yuuki.
*There's an awkward silence*
Yuuki: Uh... would you like some sushi, Suzu- Shiho?
Shiho: I- I wouldn't want to impose.
Yuuki: It wouldn't be! I- I mean. It's fine. Mona's paying!
Morgana: I'yam?!
Shiho: I- well- *her stomach gurgles at that very moment* I suppose I am hungry. *she sits beside them*
Yuuki: So, uh, what are you doing out here, Shiho?
Shiho: Mother thought It would be good for me to get out of the city after- after everything.
Yuuki: Oh. Yeah. That, uh, that makes sense. How- uh, how's that been going?
Shiho, actually smiling a little: Well, actually. I like it out here. And my therapist has been very helpful.
Yuuki: Cool.
Shiho: Is... is that why you're out here?
Yuuki: Oh, uh, kinda. I'm actually training at Ryu-sensei's dojo up in the forest.
Shiho: Really?
Yuuki: Yeah. I- I wnated to learn how to protect myself after, you know, everything.
Shiho: Right... I keep forgetting... Kamoshida had many victims.
Yuuki: ... Your... uh... your mom sounds great!
Shiho: She is. She's been wonderful through all this.
Yuuki: Wish I knew who my mom was. And if she was half as cool as yours.
Shiho: Still, I'd kinda like a father who's one of the richest men in the world.
*They both laugh and some of the tension is eased*
Yuuki: Uh... Shiho... would, uh. Would you like to... walk to the river once we're done here?
*Morgana get's up*
Morgana: Eh-heh. I getcha. I'll give you two some space. *he lays a credit card on the bar* Put whatever they get on there.
Shushi Chef, in a very tired voice: Whatever you say, talking cat.
*Morgana leaves*
Shiho: Well, actually, that sounds lovely.
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~Across the street~
*On a bench across the street, Akuma sits, pretending to read a newspaper*
Akuma, mentally: He is truly new at this, if he cannot sense me this close. Perfect to be molded.
*He watches Yuuki and Shiho finish their sushi and walk away. After a moment, he follows them*
*soon*
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