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| Nina sat on a chair, looking out through the window at the twinkling night sky. It had now been 4 years since she had been released from that cold abyss of sleep. Nina, along with her sister Anna, had spent about 3 years, 11 months and 17 hours of those 4 years living in an apartment in Miami, Florida, excluding time out of the apartment, on the plane towards their home and the experience within the Mishima Zaibatsu. Nothing exciting had really happened, apart from that she found out about her past life from her sister Anna, that she was a grade-A assassin, she was related to Anna and she had targeted both Heihachi and a man called 'Kazuya' before being forced into the Cold Sleep Experiment. But still she had so many questions. How old was she? Where was she born? Who were her parents and what were their names? Who's Kazuya? Questions of which Anna could only answer a few, and that others shouldn't hear nor answer. She felt empty and unfulfilled.
Anna was out. She obtained a job at some clubs as a waitress. Nina didn't think much of her 'sister', but she was the only person she could trust, after all, they both went through the same thing, apart from one thing
CRASH!
Nina covered her eyes from the flying shards of glass that once were a windowpane, falling out from her chair amongst the fallen glass pieces. She looked up and saw him. The visage of the young boy the green man had shown her, only now he was older, mature, bigger, stronger, but yet still with that caring look. He looked harmless, but yet she gazed upon with the image with a look as if the Devil himself stood before her. Then a familiar voice boomed at her.
"Killtheboy"
A strong breeze blew around the room, knocking magazines off a coffee table, blowing away the leaves of glass from the ground, making Nina's golden blonde hair flap and flow like a flag at high mast. Nina's expression changed from shock and surprise to blankness, with the pupils of her bright blue eyes dilating, her movement stilled. A mysterious and powerful force had her under its spell.
"Killtheboy! I command you!" the voice boomed again, "You now serve your god, THE only god! The God Of The Fight!"
Nina's body went limp, swaying in the strong breeze, rising from the ground in mid-air. The only sound coming from her was that of her breathing, now hoarse and growling.
"I will," she uttered, and yet she didn't utter, "I will appease you."
"You serve your God well," the Ogre spoke, "Head for the Land of Wood and complete your task, or be destroyed!"
Then, just as fast as he appeared, he disappeared. The visage of the boy was gone and the breeze dead. Nina dropped from her floating repose back to the ground with a thump. She lay amongst a mass of strewn magazines, broken glass, overturned furniture and other broken property. She saw the bright light shining from the window, and then she fell into the deep dark slumber of forced sleep, unconsciousness.
She woke up much later in a hospital bed. Her vision, blurred at first, cleared and she looked around the room. The walls were white, as they are in nearly every hospital, with a tinted window overlooking the streets. Then she saw a familiar face, donned in a red jacket and white shirt, going down well with her black jeans.
"She's finally awake" said Anna.
"Oh, it's you," Nina replied, "What happened?"
"I could ask you the same question," she stated, "I came back from work to find you lying unconscious amongst a hell of a lot of mess."
Nina sighed, clutching her temples.
"Why am I here?" she questioned
"Well, to be honest, I was worried about you," answered Anna, "So I phoned an ambulance and, well, here you are."
Nina groaned. Her head was aching ever since she woke up, rubbing her temples in vain so the ache would subside
"What's wrong?" her sister asked
"Damn fucking headache," she growled, "It's like someone's trying to drill into my skull."
"I'll see to a doctor about it," Anna excused and left the room, though it wasn't a doctor on her mind. As she walked out of the room, she leant with her back against the wall and took two envelopes out of her jacket pocket. She knew what they were; the Mishima Financial Empire's 'Iron Fist' logo was easily recognisable. Both were addressed to her and to her sister Nina.
'She won't know of such things' Anna consoled herself in her thoughts, 'She has had amnesia ever since she got out of thatexperiment.'
Anna shivered at the very thought of the Cold Sleep experiment. Put in there against her own free will, she had no idea what employees for the past 15 years whilst she was in there might've done to her, or Nina. But then, why was she looking out for Nina? She hates Nina; She hated Nina ever since her teenage years. But now Nina was vulnerable mentally.
'What the hell happened to her in that capsule?" she thought, frowning. She turned her attention back to the envelopes and sighed.
"She'll find out soon enough anyway" she sighed, put the envelopes back in and went back into the room. Nina noticed her and sat up in her bed.
"What did the doctor say?" Nina asked
"The doctor?" Anna questioned, and then remembered, "Oh, the doctor! He said just to take some aspirin, and if it didn't subside, to call him in the morning."
Nina growled and dropped back down on the bed.
"This is goddamn frustrating!" she exclaimed
Anna looked at her jacket pocket, and took the envelopes out, giving one to Nina. Nina received it and looked at it, sparking another image within her head, it was of a red painted image of that on the envelope, the M.F.E 'Iron Fist' logo.
"The King Of Iron Fist Tournament," she uttered, much to Anna's surprise
"How did you know?" she said, with a hint of shock appearing on her face.
Nina tried to find a reason to how she knew, but she didn't.
"I don't know," she admitted, "I just saw it and out it came."
Anna raised an inquisitive eyebrow.
'Maybe she's remembering,' she thought to herself, 'But how?'
Anna shrugged off her mental repose. What was was.
"Anyway," she said, "You can leave here now."
"Ah, good." Nina replied.
The two sisters left the hospital as soon as possible. For the whole of the long journey back home, Nina stared at the M.F.E letter. She was right, it was an invitation to the King Of Iron Fist Tournament, with full paid flight and an allocated room. Would it be the holiday of a lifetime? Or a one-way ticket to destruction and death? She wouldn't know until she found out. Then, Nina suddenly stopped.
"Huh? What's wrong Nina?" Anna asked, and then she looked into Nina's eyes. She gasped. The lights were on, but no one was home.
The breeze died back down, Nina shuddered and fell to the floor.
"Nina!" Anna exclaimed, shaking Nina madly to try and revive her "What's wrong?"
She kept shaking her for what seemed like ages, and then she got a response. Nina coughed, then groaned.
"Hey, stop shaking me!" she moaned, "I'm fine!"
"What the hell happened back then?" asked Anna, her nerves shaken
"What? What happened?" Nina replied. She was unaware of what happened.
Anna sighed. "Nothing, forget it."
The Next Morning.
Anna was up early, not exactly for any particular reason; she was just in a good mood. She looked out the window and gazed at the sun-kissed golden beaches getting brushed by the aquamarine waves from the deep blue seas and smiled.
'Beats the rocky shores of Ireland any day!' she thought to herself.
After getting dressed, she went to wake up Nina. Ever since they got to Florida, Nina was a heavy sleeper. Anna didn't know why, but neither did she care. She opened the door to Nina's room and entered without looking.
"Hey! Rise and Shine Blondie!" she called out.
Then she looked. The room was a complete mess, the bed was broken along with the dresser beside it, not to mention various clothes and other possessions were thrown all around the place. CD's, bed sheets, shirts, jeans, underwear, broken wood from the bed frame. It was a complete mess. Anna gazed at the room in shock and surprise.
'How come I never heard any noise?' she thought to herself.
Then she noticed the broken window.
'No! She couldn't have!'
She ran out the room to check her jacket pocket. Nina gave her back the letter and invitation in the envelope and she put it back there.
"Please let it be there!" she said, rummaging through the pocket frantically. She took out all the contents out of it. She sighed a sigh of relief as she found the two envelopes. Hers and Nina's. She picked them up and went to put them somewhere safe. She walked into the kitchen area of the apartment and put them in a drawer, as she did this, she noticed something significant. Nina's envelope was lighter in weight. She looked into it; the letter and the invitation were gone.
"She wouldn't!" she exclaimed, "She just wouldn't! Would she?"
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