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Oct 1, 2016 21:38:48 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Oct 1, 2016 21:38:48 GMT -5
i1126.photobucket.com/albums/l620/michaelstmeadows/Sorin%20Avatar_zpsumiik3wc.png The two vans parked outside of an abandoned mansion on the outskirts of the Tokyo city. The eight assassins that kidnapped Sorin and Marcella dragged them inside, and tying them up in chairs in upstairs master bedroom. Chains were then wrapped around their arms and to the chairs, which were then linked to heavy cement balls on the ground. They then went downstairs. Sorin eventually came to a few hours later. He trembled, looking around, "What the hell...?" He tried to break free, but damn... whoever those guys were they wanted to make sure he couldn't get out... He looked to his right to see a woman tied up aswell.
He was beyond confused, could this have to do with the ninja? The man who tried to kill guy? Was this Guy's doing? Was Lei alright? He didn't see Lei or the nieces get harmed before he was taken away. Whoever took him seemed to just want him... and this woman
"H-Hey...! Um, are you alive..!?" He rattled around, "HELLO!?" He screamed. "TELL ME WHY WE'RE HERE!" He screamed. He turned back to the woman, "Hey... WAKE UP!"
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Oct 1, 2016 22:28:58 GMT -5
Post by Ling Xiaoyu on Oct 1, 2016 22:28:58 GMT -5
i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h377/Rainen20/1080f81a-1d0a-4161-a876-8eeed22e5e0e_zpsce49b713.jpg Marcella eventually came to a few hours later after she was kidnapped, when she opened her eyes, her vision was blurry and distorted. She felt dizzy, maybe it was the affects of the tranquilizer wearing off. Her hearing was a little off, but as it started to adjust, she managed to hear the voice of an unfamiliar man. "Dammit.. I'm alive! Stop moving the chair, you're giving me a headache!" Finally, she realized that she was tied down to a chair, with heavy weights at her ankles, Marcella groaned. "Ugh. Not this situation again, I've been in too many hostage situations!" Her voice was spiked with annoyance.
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Oct 1, 2016 22:34:41 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Oct 1, 2016 22:34:41 GMT -5
"Okay, well.... Both of us got kidnapped, so it's not helpful for you to be snippy..." Sorin looked around. "My name is Sorin by the way, since we're apparently kidnap buddies... Can you get out of your restraints..?" He looked down. Rope, Chain, and cement ball.... He frowned, "This sucks. I got stabbed in the shoulder, tried to rescue somebody, found out who my mother is, and it's all just..." He sighed, "Tiring..." He turned to her, "You know why we're here..? Did you do something bad..?" He looked at her intensely. With pursed lips, "Are you involved with the Zaibatsu...?" He said with clear disgust. "You could come to G. It's way better." He laughed, "Aren't rivalries fun..!?" Sorin may have had a fun and jolly demeanor, but deep down he was flippin terrified. He didn't know what to expect, or who would come through the door in front of them to possibly kill them.
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Oct 1, 2016 22:44:37 GMT -5
Post by Ling Xiaoyu on Oct 1, 2016 22:44:37 GMT -5
i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h377/Rainen20/1080f81a-1d0a-4161-a876-8eeed22e5e0e_zpsce49b713.jpg Marcella's eyes widened when she heard the name of the man currently kidnapped with her, "S-Sorin?" Just when she was about to explain to him that she knew and was romantically involved with his Uncle, she stopped herself, she would save it for another day. Her asked about her name, she sighed contently as her eyes scanned the room trying to find something that'll get them out of their shackles and restraints, "My name is Marcella. Marcella Torres. Nice to meet you Sorin, we minus well become acquaintances while we are here, even though we're on opposite sides.." "Dammit.." She cursed to herself as she failed to find something to help them escape. "Well, Sorin, do you have any bright ideas?"
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Oct 2, 2016 13:09:03 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2016 13:09:03 GMT -5
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"Don't bother..."
Suddenly as the door slowly opened, a man covered in shadow from a light behind him walked in and simply looked at the two restrained individuals tied up helplessly trying to escape. No one would be able to recognize his face, nor his voice since he used some kind of program to have his voice sound differently, a robotic but natural human tone.
"Heh, I never would've thought this plan had worked, two trapped rats from both G Corporation and the Mishima Zaibatsu haha." He said as he spreads his arms out. "I'm not really interested in your story, Marcella Torress, but Sorin Vladimiresu, when I dug into your closed files and found out about your REAL family I was astonished...who would've thought you were the lost child of the lovely executive of G Corporation Anna Williams?!....of course then I had to leak some info on your location and hire some guys to kidnap the both of you, it was all according to plan."
Suddenly the man in shadow walked up to Sorin and would kick him in the face while he leg was still up, before slowly moving it back down.
"The sight of you disgusts me soldier, working for a mad man like Kazuya Mishima, but I guess desperation runs in the family huh?...OH! who was that man you were cuddling up to, the assassin Guy Launcher was it?...I've set up a very special arrangement for him, someone's very keen on seeing him, in a confetti of blood that is."
He'd then turn around before making his exit.
"There's no use escaping you two, the star of honor will see you shortly...thanks to my well orchestrated work hahaha." He'd walk out and close the door.
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Oct 2, 2016 19:33:29 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Oct 2, 2016 19:33:29 GMT -5
"Well, It's a pleasure... Wish it were under better circumstances..." He sighed, "No... Whoever it was that napped us wanted us stayed.... well, 'Napped." He pursed his lips. Suddenly a mysterious figure opened the door. Sorin scoffed. Before he could ask how the man knew of his birth mother, he was kicked in the face. "AWW!" He slowly opened his mouth, and his jaw popped. He spat blood on the floor, looking at him frowning. "Shit..." He said after the man left. He started jolting trying to break free. "If he's the appetizer, I don't want the main course...!" He was a bit dizzy from his injuries. "Well, now you know my personal business, thanks to whoever the hell that was..." He rolled his eyes, "This must be what it's like to be a Williams..." He said, shaking his head. "Please tell me you're one of those girls that chews on a tooth pick, but it's actually a super secret lock pick, or something..?"
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Oct 2, 2016 20:59:02 GMT -5
Post by Ling Xiaoyu on Oct 2, 2016 20:59:02 GMT -5
i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h377/Rainen20/1080f81a-1d0a-4161-a876-8eeed22e5e0e_zpsce49b713.jpg Marcella felt the force when Sorin was kicked in the face, she watched as he spat out blood. Hm, he could take a hit. She didn't ask if he was okay, simply because she knew he was alright, a kick in a the face is nothing compared to what she went through. As Marcella listened to Sorin, she could tell that he was definitely a Williams, the Williams' blood was practically coursing through his veins. He then asked her if she had something that could get them out of here, "Hehe. Sorin, I am only clothed in my nightgown and slippers. I have nothing to spare our lives with."
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Oct 2, 2016 21:39:41 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Oct 2, 2016 21:39:41 GMT -5
He looked at her, and then noticed she was wearing night clothes, "Oh... I didn't even notice.." He laughed. Blood was still trickling from the corner of his mouth. "Well... I Gue--" The door slowly opened. Sorin looked on as an older, blonde woman walked in. She smiled at him. Sorin looked at her, confused and angry. "Who are you..? Why are we here?!" He asked. The woman grinned, and placed a hand on his cheek. "Sorry about the theatrics... Just part of being in the family.." She grinned. "My name is Johanna Williams... I am your grandmother." Sorin raised his eyebrows at her, "No offense lady, but I had two grandmas and they force fed me protein and rice, they didn't tie me up in chains..." Johanna laughed, "You are definitely Anna's son... Her sass could penetrate the most powerful of nature vs nurture." She grinned. Sorin noticed she was holding a key. "Are you gonna let us go..?" He asked, "I mean... We could like, have tea or something..?" He looked at Marcella, "Doesn't tea sound nice.." He turned back to Johanna, "Instead of being chained in a creepy old building..?" Johanna was looking at Marcella. Her eyes glinted in such a way that was terrifying. She then turned her attention back to her grandson, "This was supposed to be my home. It was built for me." Sorin looked around, "Ohh... Oops..." He cringed a little, "Sorry...." Johanna smiled, and shook her head, "I will not be unchaining you, Sorin..." She said, "You have to figure out how to escape on your own.." She placed her hands on his, "I have every bit of faith that you won't disappoint." She smiled.
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Oct 2, 2016 21:55:56 GMT -5
Post by Ling Xiaoyu on Oct 2, 2016 21:55:56 GMT -5
i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h377/Rainen20/1080f81a-1d0a-4161-a876-8eeed22e5e0e_zpsce49b713.jpg Suddenly, the sound of an all too familiar voice caused Marcella to turn around only to see the person standing before her was no other than, "Johanna?" Not that it surprised Marcella though, the old hag had more tricks up her sleeve. Two can play that game. "So, you're the one behind all this? Not that it made any difference for me. Too bad old hags like you don't last this long. I'm surprised you're even still alive!" Call it cocky, but Marcella doesn't fear Johanna like everyone else does. She's been in more scarier, and downright petrifying situations than an old prune that is trying to kill her own kids. Turning to face Johanna, Marcella smirked, showing that she wasn't even the slightest bit afraid. "Hehe, you'll get what's coming to you, you heartless bitch."
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Oct 2, 2016 22:07:14 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Oct 2, 2016 22:07:14 GMT -5
Sorin looked at Marcella, "Woah, you've got issues.." Johanna laughed, "She's just upset that your Uncle has more important things to do than play house.." Marcella's words didn't bother Johanna. She walked over to Marcella, crossing her arms. "You dear...." She grinned, "You're nothing more than a labrat..." She laughed a little more. Marcella was just a test for Chris. Once he passed, Marcella would be dead. Sorin looked at them both, "Okay... Um..." He gulped, "Labrats and stuff is awesome, but when do we..." He held up the shackles. Johanna turned to Sorin, "I told you, escape yourself. Richard and I did the same to Nina, Anna, and Christopher... You'll learn." She ran her fingers through her blonde hair, looking at Marcella. "You're in love... It's so.... Cute..." She smiled, and walked to the door. She opened it, "I'll see you soon, Sorin..." She smirked, turning to Marcella. "And I'll be seeing you later..." She laughed as she shut the door. Sorin bit his lip, "Well... Atleast I didn't get kicked in the face..." He turned to Marcella, "Did you get any of that..?" He looked around, the chains, the rope and everything... He had no idea.
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Oct 2, 2016 22:31:40 GMT -5
Post by Ling Xiaoyu on Oct 2, 2016 22:31:40 GMT -5
i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h377/Rainen20/1080f81a-1d0a-4161-a876-8eeed22e5e0e_zpsce49b713.jpg Marcella scoffed at Sorin, he doesn't even know the half of this woman's capabilities and he says she is the one with the issues? "No Sorin, I don't have issues. Stay in a room with Johanna by yourself, see if you still think I'm the one with the issues." She listened to Johanna call her a lab rat, her words didn't seem to phase Marcella that much, instead she simply ignored them. Soon, Johanna took her leave, but before she did, she told Marcella that she would see her later. Turning to face the door, Marcella had a devious smile on her face, "I'll be looking forward to it Johanna!" Looking back at Sorin, they needed to figure out a way to escape, or at the very least to get out of these shackles. "Sorin, if you want to make it out alive, I need us to work together." She looked over at the door, "No telling who is coming through that door, so we need to act fast." Her hazel eyes scanned the room, trying to find something, that'll loosen the chains around their wrists. Looking down at her wrist, she realized that the perpetrators who tied them up, tied them tight but unfortunately for them, not tight enough, with enough movement, they could probably wiggle free. "Sorin, remember all that rambunctious movements you were doing earlier? Well, that made the chains loosen around your wrist. I need you to move your wrist around more, it's not a lot but, it's the least we could do." She did the same, in an effort to free her wrists. As she did it, the chains started to loosen, little by little and before long, her wrists were partially free. Now for their ankles, there had to be a key to unlock these damn things somewhere. "Sorin, look for something we can use to unlock our ankles, something like a key or something sharp." Why sharp? She was going to try and pick the lock, it's the only option she had at this moment..
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Oct 2, 2016 22:59:34 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Oct 2, 2016 22:59:34 GMT -5
Chris pulled up to the mansion. He nearly got to Anna's, before receiving a message from his mother to come here instead. What was her game. He looked up at the mansion, and pondered. It reminded him of his childhood home in Ireland. It didn't look like it belonged in Japan at all. He walked up the steps, and inside. "Mother..?" He looked up to see her walking down the stairs. "Hello Christopher..." She said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "What's going on? Why are we here..?" "Simple..." She pointed up the stairs. "There's someone up those steps, they have betrayed me. You need to take of them.." Chris sighed, and nodded. He pulled his pistol from under his jacket, and made his way up the stairs. He slowly looked in the rooms, keeping his gun in his hand. He then opened a door to see Marcella and Sorin tied down to chairs trying to escape. "Oh my god..!" He shut the door, and set the gun on the floor, running to Marcella. Sorin was continuing to struggle. "Hi, can you help us out..!?" Sorin asked a bit urgently. Chris saw that her hands were partially free, He didn't even bother asking what happened. He just needed to get them out of here. "I'll get you out, do--" BANGSorin flinched, and looked at Chris like a ghost... Chris looked down, there was blood all over Marcella. He could taste it in his mouth.... he felt weak, and fell on his knees. He turned to see his mother holding a smoking gun. "M-Mo--" Chris couldn't even get the words out, as he fell to the ground. Sorin was trembling, he wasn't even attempting to escape at this point. Chris was shaking on the floor as blood poured from his back and stomach, Johanna walked over to her son. Chris looked at his mother in horror, as the matriarch looked over him... There was no love, no regret, just emptiness. "I was hoping you'd make the right decision...." She was frowning, "I see I was right about you..." She looked disgusted, "You're worthless, hopeless...." She pointed her gun at her son, and shot him in the stomach four more times before turning to Marcella. "I told you you would regret seeing him again..." Johanna walked to Sorin, placing the pistol in his face. He whimpered, the man was terrified. "Please... Stop...!" Johanna got in his face, "IF YOU WANT TO LIVE YOU WILL ESCAPE YOUR RESTRAINTS!!!!" She held the gun against his temple. "Release the ties that bind... Or you will end up like your uncle.... Dead." Sorin was crying, "I just wanna go home..." Johanna pulled away... She looked at Sorin, "You are home now..." She said to him. She looked at her son. He seemed to be dead. "Goodbye, son." She said before leaving the room, locking the door behind her.
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Oct 2, 2016 23:33:51 GMT -5
Post by Ling Xiaoyu on Oct 2, 2016 23:33:51 GMT -5
i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h377/Rainen20/1080f81a-1d0a-4161-a876-8eeed22e5e0e_zpsce49b713.jpg Just when she was about to get the rest of the restraints off of her wrists, Marcella noticed that Chris came into the room. What a relief it was to see him! "Chris! You have to help us out of here!" Chris was about to help Sorin with his wrist restraints until the sound of a gun could be heard. Marcella closed her eyes from the impact, thinking that it was her that was shot. But when she opened her eyes, it was immense horror. She had blood all over her, but it wasn't her blood, it was... "CHRIS!!!!" He was shot by his own mother! Not only did she shoot him once, she shot him four more times and all Marcella could do was watch in pain. D-Did she just watch Chris get murdered?! She turned to Johanna, tears streaming down her face, she didn't want to say anything to her in fear of jeopardizing her chances of living. Her attention was fully on Chris, who was now laying in a pool of his own blood..! With the weight of the shackles around her ankles, Marcella made the chair, along with her fall to the floor, with every ounce in her body, she crawled over to her presumably dead lover... "Chris..." She said as she got closer to him, her heart beating rapidly in her chest, hoping, no, praying that he was alive! Once she got close enough to him, she examined him, he was riddled with bullets, and she couldn't do a damn thing! "Chris... can you hear me?" No response. "Chris.. t-this has to be a joke right? I know you're joking with me." Still no response, her eyes started watering.. hoping that this was some bad nightmare. "You're going to get up baby, I know you are...right? You can hear me, I know you can!" Her voice started to tremble, she reached out and touched his neck to feel for a pulse, there wasn't one. This solidified it for Marcella.. Chris was gone.. "DAMMIT CHRIS!!!" She yelled through tears, bawling her eyes out, "YOU...YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS! I LOVE YOU!" Marcella curled up with his presumed lifeless body on the floor, not caring if she was blood soaked. Her sobs could be heard as she cried hard on top of Chris' chest, "...This just isn't real.." She felt as if she had been ran over by a train, she felt so lost without Chris.. And now, he's gone...
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Oct 3, 2016 0:12:19 GMT -5
Post by Lei Wulong on Oct 3, 2016 0:12:19 GMT -5
i63.tinypic.com/iehwls.jpg Nina arrives just in time with Anna. She parks the car and steps out, loading her weapon. "Looks like we're here..."Lei then stepped out from the back seat. He then realized how out of place he is. For starters he had no weapon, no Kevlar vest, and not to mention the number of laws he is breaking right now. That was when he asked himself... "Da... fuck am I doing here?" "You gave us directions. You can go home now.""I don't know which way to go... I uh... wasn't paying attention."Nina out of a combination of embarassment and disappointment, raised her right hand and placed the palm on the side of her face as she closes her eyes and leans into her hand, letting out a heavy exhale. "We're screwed.""Oh wait! I was going to help save Sorin! That's right! Don't worry, I'll help you girls out however I can."Lei then disappeared.
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Oct 3, 2016 0:31:36 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Oct 3, 2016 0:31:36 GMT -5
"Dumbass..." Anna said, walking into the mansion. She looked to here sister. "Look down here, I'll go upstairs..." She whispered. It was eerily quiet. Anna made her way up the stairs, not making a single noise. She heard whimpering beyond a door. She walked to it, and jiggled the handle. It was locked... Anna cursed under her breath. She pulled a pin from her hair, and knelt down. She picked the lock and slowly pushed the door open. She had her pistol in her hand.
She stepped in the room to see Sorin, her son, tied up in a chair balling. Marcella on the floor calling her brother's name. and Jay... in a pool of blood. Anna's eyes widened, and she took a few steps back...
"What the hell happened..!?" Anna looked at the scene. It looked like a horror film. Her mother was responsible for this!? "Jay...." She said, before getting down to him to check his pulse.
"c-cella..." Chris could barely speak
"He's still alive..." She set her weapons down, and freed Marcella from her restraints. "Get him to a hospital.." Anna said sternly, yet quietly. "Now." Anna then got up, and helped Sorin out of his restraints. He looked up at her. He was seeing her in a new light. She was helping him. He had so many questions. "Miss--"
"How many times do I really have to tell you to stop calling me that..?" Anna said, trying to keep some sense of normalcy.
Sorin looked up at his birth mother. He wrapped her arms around her. Anna placed an arm around him. She ahd often wondered what ever happened to the baby she gave away. and here he was, hugging her. "Not here..." She said. She smiled a little at him, "Let's get out of here first..." She grabbed her weapons, and headed out with Sorin.
Anna brought her son down the stairs slowly... She walked up to Nina, "Jay's out." She said, "Any sign of her..?" It was weird... She felt like she was being watched.
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