Summary: Jin awakes after the 4th tournament to discover he's destroyed a forest and resolves to find a way to defeat the evil inside himself.
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Notes: I feel so weird making such a short chapter, but I think it fits the scene.
"Angel/Devil's words inside Hwoarang/Jin's head"
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Jin Kazama opened his eyes. He was caught in that moment just after waking when dreams lingered and the mind couldn’t focus on the basis of reality or where he was. The smell of burning wood filled his nostrils and he sat up with a start, discovering all-too late that his body was very badly injured. A pained gasp escaped his lips and he slowly inspected his body, feeling along his ribs to his stomach where an angry, purple bruise covered most of his side. There were similar marks along his limbs, coupled with a few cuts and burns. He grit his teeth against the pain as he forced himself to stand, feeling his muscles object to the change in position but he ignored it and looked around at the death that surrounded him.
It was all gone. The smoke burned his eyes, making them water and he knew that he was the one who had destroyed the stretch of forest that he now stood in. The remains of trees, still standing as charred wood corpses dotted the landscape, but there wasn’t a touch of green left in it. There was a voice in the back of his mind that had always been there, only now it was louder and it was laughing. “Do you see now what the power of a God can do?”
“No,” Jin balled his fists, but it was a weak denial. He couldn’t ignore the destruction that he could see all around him.
“Don’t sound so weak, it’s disgusting. When you give in to your hatred you unleash your true power. MY true power.”
“No!” Jin bit out. “I won’t let you out! I’ve held you back until now, and I’ll keep doing it!”
“That was when you had mommy to help you, human. She’s gone and all you’ve got left is me. Nobody else cares…”
The brunette shook his head against the barrage of laughter that filled his head. It wasn’t true. It was… “That’s not true!” he clutched the sides of his head, wishing that it would just be quiet.
“Oh, I think you’ll find that it is. Daddy only ever cared about me; getting me back so he could be whole. Grandpa only ever cared about me! And your foolish, foolish habit of keeping people at arm’s length from you…there is nobody alive that cares if you live or die, Kazama Jin. Nobody wants you without me! What’s the point in going on? Just give in to me, join me and bathe in the adulation that the world showers on those with ultimate power!”
“N…” Jin squeezed his eyes shut, trying to ignore the overwhelming power trying to push his consciousness out of control again. He had to stay strong, just like mother… his mother had been with him giving him strength. She’d hate to see him taken over so easily. She and… he frowned; there had to be someone else that would want him to fight it… “No,” he opened his eyes and took a halting breath. “I won’t let you control me so easily. With or without Jun’s help, I’m going to find a way to stop you!”
The laughter in his head became more thunderous, “Try all you want, your pitiful attempts against me will only make your corruption that much sweeter in the end. Now that he has been awoken… I only have to wait…”
Jin closed his eyes, remembering the techniques of the mind that his mother had taught him and focused on a pinprick of light he could see behind his eyes. It was surrounded by a swirling darkness as the devil continued talking, hinting at some future event, but as he focused on it and it grew, the voice in his head shrank in volume until it was nothing more than an irritating whisper. No matter how bright the light in his mind got, he couldn’t block out the voice like before. There was no silence like before he’d been put through that ceremony by his father. He steeled his resolve; he had to start looking for a way to separate himself from the gene before he succumbed to his father’s fate.
Feeling a pang of remorse for the destruction of such a large area of forest, he closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief; at least it wasn’t Yakushima that had been destroyed. Jin shuddered at the thought of the old-growth forest burning beneath Devil’s power. He didn’t think he could bear to even think of the possibility of his home being destroyed. Calming his thoughts once more he walked across the ruined forest floor, changing his focus and hoping that he could find a town beyond the gutted trees. It would be difficult, but he’d find out how to stop it and get his life back.
~End Chapter Four~
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