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INNER DEMONS
Part 0.5
By Luke de Sade
NOTE: This story takes place 2 years before INNER DEMONS 1. It explains why Kazuya and Heihachi Mishima hate each other as they do. It also explains why Kazuya did not die when he was thrown from the window towards his death.
DISCLAIMER: All characters depicted in this story are property of their creators, and are not for sale, rent, etc (except for Mina Hiroyuki, who's my creation, and thus belongs to me). Also, this story depicts scenes of sex, gore, and extreme violence. If you are under the legal age of 18, fuck off and go read Superman, please. Don't get me into trouble with your dads.
CAST: Kazuya Mishima (Tekken), Heihachi Mishima (Tekken), Lee Shaolan (Tekken), Mina Hiroyuki (copyright by Luke de Sade), Iori Yagami (King of Fighters), Vermilion (Battle Arena Toshinden), Onikage (Tenchu).
* * *
Heihachi Mishima was sitting in his office. He was on the phone with one of his operatives.
"Listen to me, goddammit! Don't be such an asshole! I want him alive!" he screamed. "If you so much as touch a hair on his head, I will deal with you! You got that?" He slammed the phone down.
There was a knock on the door.
"Damn! What an asshole!" he muttered. Then, he heard the knock on his door. "Come in."
As the door opened, a white-haired Japanese man entered the room. He was dressed in a purple tanktop and black pants. He had a smile on his face as he came into the room.
"What is it this time, Lee?" asked Heihachi.
The man named Lee bowed to his boss and spoke. "Sir, I just received word from Mina. Vermilion has found your son. He's hiding in the Sanozuke Hotel in Shinjuku."
Heihachi stood up from his chair. He was a tall man, and he was dressed in an expensive tuxedo. His hair was combed as usual: two spikes at the sides of his balding head. "I already knew that," he said. "I was in the phone with Vermilion right now. The fucking bastard was telling me he wanted to kill Kazuya."
Lee's smile broadened. He hoped Vermilion would kill Kazuya, because Lee hated the son's boss with all his guts. "Vermilion's a psychopath. He only feels good when he kills."
"And where's Mina?" asked Heihachi.
Lee walked towards his boss. "She's following Vermilion's footsteps so he won't screw up."
Heihachi closed his eyes. "Damn, and you sent one psychopath to take care of another..."
Mina Hiroyuki was a young girl of 19. She was found in a mental institute by Heihachi. After hearing why she was there, Heihachi knew he had to have her as an operative in his side.
The young Hiroyuki girl was sent to a mental institute when she killed her whole family and her boyfriend a year ago. She was determined as a nutcase and sent there for 15 years.
After Heihachi knew about her, he sent Lee to get her. Now, the girl is one of his best operatives. She loved to kill and torture, and she loved to follow Heihachi's orders. That's why he trusted her.
"She won't screw up, sir," replied Lee.
"I know she won't."
* * *
Vermilion had found the Mishima heir hiding in the Sanozuke Hotel in Shinjuku. The little runt was running away from his responsibilities as a Mishima, and Vermilion hated him for it. He had called his boss and asked permission to kill his son right there and then. Heihachi had told him that he wanted his son alive. Why? Vermilion didn't know. But he was sure he could at least beat the little fuck a bit.
He was inside the elevator. He saw Kazuya entering room 56B the night before and hadn't seen him leave it since. Vermilion had gone to get something to eat before he entered the room and took the kid back to his boss. That was 25 minutes ago.
As the doors to the elevator opened up in the 5fth floor, Vermilion walked out of the car. He was wearing his usual black trench coat and his guns where hidden inside. He smiled as he walked the short hallway until he found the room. He ran his fingers over the number embedded in the door.
Putting his ear to the door, he could hear the TV was on inside. He couldn't hear anything else, but he knew Kazuya was inside.
He drew his shotgun and, with a hard kick to the doorknob, entered the room. The room was empty. There was a big bed in the middle of the room, all filled with empty chips bags. To his right, there was another door. The bathroom, probably. Vermilion walked to that door and turned the knob. It wouldn't budge.
So, the little runt is hiding inside the bathroom? He thought. How pathetic.
He kicked the door open and entered the small bathroom to find it empty. He put on a puzzled look. "Damn!" he muttered.
Then he heard a noise on his back and as he turned around, he saw the Mishima heir running towards him with his fist outstretched. Kazuya hit him in the face and Vermilion fell on top of the toilet. Kazuya followed with a roundhouse kick to the face, but Vermilion evaded it by deflecting the kick with both hands. He stood up fast and retrieved his gun and pointed it at Kazuya, but he didn't have any time to fire, because Kazuya threw another kick at him and hit the gun. He dropped it again.
"You stupid..." Vermilion couldn't finish his sentence because Kazuya threw a punch at his ribs. Vermilion crashed against the wall.
Kazuya used the opportunity to throw a barrage of rapid punches and kicks to his fallen opponent. Vermilion couldn't defend himself. He didn't know where he got the energy to put his hand in his pocket and take his powder bag out. With a arc-like motion, he threw blue, electric powder at Kazuya. The Japanese fighter hissed as the powder touched his skin. He backpedaled a bit, and that gave Vermilion his opportunity. He ran at Kazuya and, rolling on the floor and then kicking him on the shin, took him down.
Vermilion searched on his coat until he found his other gun. He took it out and pointed it at Kazuya.
"Shi-nai," he said. As he was about to pull the trigger, Kazuya stood up fast and leg-sweeped him, making him fall on his butt. Then, Kazuya's body began to charge up, as blue electric bolts covered his body. Vermilion stood up as Kazuya spun around and then lashed out with a rising uppercut that sent Vermilion flying through the air.
"This ends here," said Kazuya, as Vermilion hit the floor. He raised his left leg, intent on bringing it down on a powerful axe kick that would kill his fallen opponent, when he felt a burning sensation at his back. When he turned around, he saw a young girl standing there, dressed only in cutoff jeans and a semi transparent tanktop with a very generous cleavage, revealing her huge breasts. She had short, blond hair, and icy blue eyes. But the most dangerous part of her was the big blue ball of energy on her hands.
"Ha-do-ken!" she screamed as the projectile left her hands and hit the astonished Kazuya in his ribs. He was projected to the other side of the room, where he hit the wall and was left unconscious.
Vermilion was standing up from the floor. He took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood off his mouth.
"So, the little shotokan bitch made her appearance," he said, smiling.
"Shut the fuck up, asshole," she replied. "You nearly screw up."
Vermilion walked towards the fallen Kazuya and kicked him on the stomach. "Serves you right, orokana."
The girl got a pair of handcuffs from her back pocket and walked towards Kazuya. She knelt down, her cutoff jeans nearly disappearing from her butt. Vermilion slapped her on her ass and she turned around fast. She punched him on the face, but he barely flinched.
"Don't you EVER do that again!" she screamed.
Vermilion smiled. He turned around and walked to the door. "Finish with him. I'll wait for you outside the room."
Mina continued with what she was intended on doing. She knelt down besides Kazuya and put the handcuffs on him. Then, she touched his face. He had a handsomely evil face. She brushed her fingers against his lips.
You're beautiful, she thought. I hope I haven't hurt you badly.
She put her hands against his chest. Such a strong chest in such a young boy. Well, he wasn't that young. In fact, Kazuya was older than Mina. She had 19, he had 22. But anyway. He was dressed in a plain white shirt and jeans, and his hands and feet were wrapped with bandages, as if he had expected a fight.
Mina was stroking Kazuya's chest, and as she was unbuttoning his shirt, he heard Vermilion call her.
"Fuck! I'm going already!" she answered, angry at the tall gunner. She hated Vermilion. He was a ruthless killer, just like herself. Maybe that's what she hated, to see herself reflected in another person.
Picking Kazuya up wasn't easy. Even though she had a very built body, she was having trouble moving the unconscious Kazuya off the floor.
"Vermilion!" she called. "Would you mind getting off your lazy ass and give me a fucking hand here?"
Vermilion walked into the room and, without saying a word, picked Kazuya up with one hand and flung him on his shoulder.
"Come on, bitch," he said, mischievously. "Let's get Little Fuck out of here."
* * *
The ride in the car was easy and boring. Mina was sitting in the front seat and Vermilion was driving, while Kazuya was drugged and cuffed in the back seat. He was a little bruised because Vermilion had hit him somewhat before throwing him in the back seat and sedating him. The boss was going to get pissed off if he discovered Vermilion had bruised his kid. Their orders were to get Kazuya without a scratch and, well, he had plenty of scratches.
It was nearly midnight and Mina was falling asleep. Vermilion was smoking besides her, and, as she began to doze off, he turned on the radio. Loud. She was jerked awake as Detroit Rock City by KISS came on the radio. She was disoriented.
"Why the fuck you do that for?!" she screamed at him.
Vermilion just smiled.
"Wouldn't want you falling asleep on the job," he replied.
She shot him a killing glance. "Could you please let me sleep at least 20 fucking minutes?" she asked.
"Go right ahead."
She turned off the radio, but he turned it back on again.
"Fuck," she muttered and closed her eyes.
* * *
She was dreaming she was with Kazuya. They were both in the same hotel room they were this afternoon. Kazuya was dressed in black pants and nothing else. She was wearing a long, black, transparent gown. She was naked under it. As she walked towards Kazuya, her full breasts bounced up and down.
Kazuya lied down on the bed, as she began to take her gown off, revealing her white, naked skin. Her small, pink nipples were already hardened. Her shaved pussy was already wet in anticipation of the feast that was coming to her.
"I want you," said Kazuya. Mina could see the erection he had through his pants. She sat on top of his erected dick and began rubbing her cunt up and down his shaft. Kazuya grabbed both her breasts and began caressing them. He was working on her hard nipples.
Mina started moaning in pleasure as the feelings in her crotch were reaching a climax. That and Kazuya's caresses were driving her crazy with lust.
She was reaching climax as Kazuya pulled her towards him and bit her nipples. That was all it took for her to cum. She cried out in Kazuya's arms as she came on his pants.
"It's my turn now," said Kazuya as he stood up from the bed and took his pants off. He had a huge erection and Mina watched it hungrily.
"Put it in my mouth," she said. "I've been a noisy bitch and I need something to shut me up."
Kazuya was happy to oblige. He grabbed Mina by the head and stuck his erection in her mouth. She sucked his shaft up and down greedily, all the while inserting her fingers in her wet cunt.
She was licking Kazuya's rock hard dick with her tongue, rubbing it up and down, then swallowing all his length down her throat.
Kazuya had his eyes closed, and was moaning out of pleasure. Mina kept swallowing his shaft, and as she took it out of her mouth, she licked the pre-cum coming out of his cock.
"Fuck me now," said Mina as she grabbed Kazuya's dick with both hands and sat on top of him. As he entered her, she moaned out with pleasure.
She was rocking up and down his shaft, as she heard a voice behind her.
"Ikeike (bitch)," said the voice.
She turned around to take a glimpse of Vermilion, guns pointed at her, and an evil grin on his face.
"Monshi (die in agony)." Vermilion fired his guns and Mina's world faded to black.
* * *
Mina woke up. She was still sitting in the car with Vermilion next to her. Vermilion was smiling, and she noticed it.
"What's so damn funny?" she asked.
Vermilion looked at her. "Ikeike ," he said.
Her eyes became two dark slits when she heard Vermilion insult her. "What the fuck's wrong with you?" she screamed at him.
"You have the hots for Sleeping Beauty back there," he answered.
She put on a puzzled look. "What?"
Vermilion took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lighted one. He puffed on it and exhaled the smoke out of his nostrils. "You kept on moaning and calling Kazuya's name."
Mina's face turned a dark shade of red, but it was hidden by the darkness in the car. "No, I was NOT!"
Vermilion just smiled.
"By the way, how much longer is it until we get to the boss's HQ?" she asked, trying to change subjects.
He inhaled from the cigarette again and exhaled all over Mina's face. "Maybe an hour or less. You can get some more sleep and wet yourself dreaming about the Little Fuck."
She wanted to hit him. She didn't though. As crazy as she was, Vermilion was a whole lot crazier. He would not hesitate to kill her.
So she turned around and closed her eyes, hoping the dream would return.
It didn't, though.
* * *
Heihachi entered his office to find a strange redhead sitting on his chair, with his legs on his desk.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" he asked.
The redhead didn't answer. He kept on looking at his fingernails.
Heihachi walked towards his desk and grabbed Iori by the neck. "Answer me, dammit!"
With a smile, the redhead took his feet off the desk and grabbed Heihachi's arms. With great speed and strength, he pulled Heihachi towards him and pushed him over his hip, flipping him and making him fall hard on the carpeted floor. He jumped backwards and took on a fighting stance.
"I'm here to kill you, Mishima Heihachi," he said.
Heihachi stood up from the floor, brushed himself and smiled. "You are most welcome to try, chikushoume (son of a bitch)."
With that, the redhead laughed and with a sudden move of his hand, threw an attack at Heihachi. Purple fire erupted from the floor and, with great force, destroyed Heihachi's desk and almost got the Mishima boss. He barely had time to get out of the attack. Heihachi ran towards him and threw a flying kick. The redhead just grabbed his foot and, using Heihachi's momentum, made him crash against the wall.
Heihachi was mad as hell. No one had humiliated him as much as this young fighter was doing. Standing up, Heihachi tapped on his chikara to increase his strength. Blue lightning bolts enveloped his body, as his strength increased. His muscles bulged under his garments. His eyes turned white and his hair was running with static energy.
"Get ready to die!" he screamed at the redhead as he ran towards him. The redhead never saw him coming, and Heihachi landed a powerful uppercut that almost broke the redhead's chin. He fell on his back, blood pouring out of his mouth, as Heihachi prepared for another blow.
Standing really fast, the redhead jumped to the air, engulfed in purple fire, as Heihachi threw a double axe smash towards his opponent. The attack was futile. He hit the redhead, but the purple flame was able to throw him down.
Heihachi was all burned up, and the redhead was on the other side of the room.
"I told you, you're going to die," said the redhead.
Heihachi's eyes were glowing red, as he prepared for a final attack. He stood up, tapped on his chikara again and screamed.
"Koumajutsu!" This time, large flames of hellfire arose from the already burnt carpet. The redhead was backing away, a nervous glance in his eyes.
Then, from the fire, a human form was visible. He had his head bowed. From out of nowhere, leathery wings appeared behind him. He raised his head and opened his mouth. The redhead was going for his purple flame attack again. He was cut short by a ray of white light that came out of the demon's mouth. The ray hit him in the face, and the redhead was out of the battle.
"Akki!" screamed Heihachi. "Leave!"
Saying this, the demon disappeared, leaving Heihachi and his would-be killer alone in the room.
* * *
Vermilion and Mina arrived at the HQ at nearly 2 in the morning. Mina was sleeping, and Vermilion didn't wake her up. He just got out of the car and opened the back door. He took Kazuya out, making everything possible so that he could hit the concrete floor when Vermilion pulled him out. He threw him over his shoulder and closed the car, leaving Mina inside.
* * *
Mina woke up 15 minutes after they had arrived just to find herself locked inside the car.
"Fuck," she muttered. "I'm gonna kill Vermilion."
She opened her door and got out of the car. The chilly air cut her. She was badly underdressed for this weather. She hugged herself to get some heat.
* * *
Vermilion was in Heihachi's office with the still unconscious Kazuya in the floor. Heihachi's office was a complete disaster: the carpet was all burned and the walls were cracked.
Lee, Heihachi's right hand man, entered the office. He saw Vermilion and Kazuya and grinned.
"So, you found him," he said.
Vermilion didn't answer.
"He looks a little beat up, though," said Lee.
"Where's the boss?" asked Vermilion.
Lee walked towards Kazuya and knelt besides him. He grabbed his face with his left hand, and with his right, he slapped him hard.
Kazuya's eyes fluttered open.
"Wake up, orokana," Lee said.
Kazuya's face tightened into a hate snarl. Lee smiled.
"Get up," he said, as he pushed Kazuya onto his feet. Vermilion stood up from where he was sitting and left the room, probably to look for Heihachi.
When the door slammed as Vermilion left, Kazuya used that opportunity to throw a roundhouse kick at Lee. Because of the sedative Vermilion gave him, the kick didn't have enough force as to take down Lee. He didn't even try to block the kick. He left Kazuya's foot hit him square in the face.
"That was a foolish move," Lee said. He grabbed Kazuya by the throat and pushed him against the desk. He hit his lower back hard against it. Lee walked slowly towards him and slapped him across the face.
Kazuya was bleeding again, this time from the nose. "I'm gonna kill you!" Kazuya threatened.
"Yeah," Lee answered without interest. "Maybe."
With a smile he added, "But not right now," and punched the cuffed Kazuya in the face. He fell over the desk and knocked over a lot of Heihachi's papers. Lee grabbed him by the feet and threw him against the opposite wall. He slammed against it and the already cracked wall collapsed. Kazuya fell on the opposite room.
As Lee was walking towards him to finish him off, Heihachi appeared. He was dressed as usual, with a purple shirt and his gi pants.
"Lee!" he screamed. "That's enough!"
Lee stopped his attack against Kazuya and just stood there.
Heihachi went to his son. He picked him up and brushed him off. "Give me the keys to the handcuffs," he ordered Lee.
"I don't have them," Lee answered, almost defying his boss.
"Well, go get them!" thundered Heihachi.
Lee walked out of the office in search of Vermilion. As he closed the door -a pointless action, by the way, since the wall had a gaping hole the size of a large door- Heihachi led his son to a chair.
"Sorry for the mess in the office, Kazuya," said his father. "I had an... unwanted visitor."
Kazuya didn't answer. He just stared at his father with hate filled eyes.
"You're a hard man to find. I had to send my best tracker out to find you, and you know I don't like to wait for things." Heihachi walked around the room. "You know how much time I had to wait until this moment? Until you were sited here, in my office, face to face with your destiny? You know how much?"
Kazuya looked elsewhere, trying not to pay attention, but listening nonetheless.
"Three years!" screamed his father. "Three years I had to wait for you! You think that's fair?"
Kazuya turned his attention towards his father. "You think I care?" he said.
Heihachi walked fast towards him and grabbed him by the neck and pressed. "I don't like your devil-may-care attitude."
He wrestled free of his father's grasp. "I really don't care what you like or dislike."
Kazuya was pressing the wrong buttons and he knew it. That's just what he wanted. He knew he could press his father into a fight, then he had a slight chance to beat him and leave this place.
"Why do you want me here, father?" "That question offends me, son," answered Heihachi. "You're my son." He was lying and Kazuya knew. He was just interested in the power was inside Kazuya. "I want you to work with me."
"Work with you, or work for you?" Kazuya defied.
This brought a smile to Heihachi's face. "Work with me, work for me, what's the difference?"
"The difference is you'll never control me!!" screamed Kazuya and he lunged from his chair towards Heihachi. He slammed a headbutt at Heihachi's nose, breaking it.
"Damn you!" he screamed as he threw a flying kick at his father. His foot struck Heihachi square in the face. He flip flopped through the air and fell on the carpet.
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