[You're not the only human,you started it,making everything that was feared come true]

You're started everything [ Fallen angel wings ]

You started everything,you made all our fears come true.You're words are like poisonous stings,stabbing in the heart,killing it little by little,inch by inch.The heart is dying a slow painful death.Even though it was saved by true words from true friends,the scar it once hold would never ever heal.

You're heart is no longer pure,its already found its rightful place in the realm of darkness.No one can save it,no one can help it,not even God,but only you.You could have took it the other way around,you think you're the only one suffering,then what about others?You're just wanting attention,then if you want it,you don't have to sacrefice everything,that kind of care is like a burden,haunting the ones you thought you were caring down to their sleep.

You act like a child,thinking all what you did was right,ignoring the presence of hearts that were also have feelings and emotions.You think what you went through is pain,then what was mine?That so called pain of yours is more like a mosquito bite,while mine was like a knife stabbing from every corner.What do you know about love?You write it but yet those were just words,you don't understand it trully,you're trying to show how much you love,but all what you show is you're telling them you're suffering."I love you,i really do." You write it all the time,but thats not love,you're letting her cry whenever she sees the things you write,so cruel.

You said my comment was cruel...What about yours?If i wrote that about you,saying you were trying to let others suffer just like you did,said you were just selfish,saying you were just a nobody who doesn't know anything,everyone would had been outraged.

You love is selfish love,you don't say it and you don't even notice that you want that love all for yourself.You're not thinking the best for her.You just want to love her alone,unallowing others to go near her.Thats what you are.

We humans are both Devil and Angel.We get to choose which one we would like to be.You chose to be the Angel,but you actually chose the devil by accident.

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Lord of the Darkness,Devil Within(new name,i change it ever soon often,since i haven't decided ==")

*Sigh...No one's watching this!!!!*cries.But i guess its normal,since i just started,and not many people know about the original story "Tekken".

Tekken is actually mainly based on a video game(ps1...ps2....ps3...)There is now 6 Tekken games,that i desperately want,but...TEKKEN 6 IS ONLY FOR PS3!!!!!!!!!NOOOOOO!!!(i've only got ps2!!!*cries)Its not really fun,just an ordinary fighting game almost like street fighter i guess...But the story line is just AWESOME.Every character has their own story,and damn the animation is hyper high quality.(NOTE:The high quality starts from Tekken four)

Many people had started to write fanfics about it since the game was published by NAMCO,and so i decided to do it too^^.(NOTE again:I do not own any Tekken characters,the story is not based on any Tekken episodes and the current realease of Tekken 5 or 6 and its characters.Though some information were taken from Tekken Official,some situations,events and characters are all fanmade.)

You should check out Tekken Zaibatsu sometime,the fanfics there rock,especially Gwenday 95's(i'm sorry if i spelled it wrong)"The Kazama-Mishima conections"(There's 3 whole season's,if i say it right..)But it would be better if you played the game and know the whole story,cos you need to know the character's and their past to .You can watch it on youtube,search Tekken 1,2,3,4,5 or whatever endings or...Just skip it.Go watch Tekkenpedia for further information.[L.O.T.D suggests you to watch Tekken the movie on youtube,loves it bacause Kazuya is the hero ==")

Talk about Tekken some other time...Because no one's watching anyway*sniffle)Anyways....MICHAEL JACKSON IS NO LONGER WITH US!!!!*CRIES OUT LOUD!!!The day he left-Or the day after-I dunno...I watched his past concert in my cousin's house.WOW!I can't believe i would actually like a REAL PERSON!(I usually like anime boys or such...==")His dance moves can't be described by words(The MOONWALK!!!!!*squeel)And his voice...OMG....He's GOD..NO,better than god..NO..hey..I'm defying GOD!!!!

But its a miracle i would like a singer so much..But i was scolding myself this whole damn week:WHY DIDN'T I LIKE HIM WHEN HE WAS ALIVE?!DAMNATION!!NOW HE'S GONE!!WAAA!!!....*realizes i over reacted...again...*cough..Ahem...Sorry...So these days i have been watching his MV's,songs and such..And get scolded big time by my parents..they said i was insane!==" They should be happy i stopped calling Kazuya in my sleep..for a while,it'll come back +.+"

Thats's all for now...I'm secretly writting this...DANGEROUS man,DANGEROUS.I'll tell you more next time.Please keep watching Tekken:Lost Memories.The next part [I want the truth,not lies],Kazuya's going to high school to find his forgotten lost memories?!OH GOD!

please comment if you read this..IF...Cos you probably won't cos its long...Give me a chance~!!!!*begs

[ loss of memories ]

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Tekken:Lost memories

Chapter 1 [ Unfamiliar memories]

(The red coloured words are in reality,while the others are flashbacks of the unknown past)

"What is this place?"A young man talked grogilly.The place was somewhere he had no memory of,neither did he see or heard."..This may be a dream..."Suddenly,he heard something.

Through the roar of the thunder and the cries of the rain, there was a sound of a boy howling in pain. He lied on the floor, staggering to stand up, but in his condition, it was something impossible to ask for. He was near to his life’s end, but that is when he heard a voice, a strange voice. " Poor child….....Is this treatment you received from those wretched souls?"The boy raised his head weakly and stared at different directions, but he did not see where the voice came from. "Who….are you?"the boys asked with his voice barely upon a whisper. "...That doesn’t concern you, child. The point is I have come to offer you a choice." The voice said firmly."....What choice?" The boy asked confusedly. "A choice to live or to die."

Silence filled the area for a moment, as the voice continued: "You should be aware you do not have much time left." The boy could only make a sad face, the voice was right. His skin had bore many new scars that would not have healed for a very long time, or maybe forever, especially the part on his chest. The cliff he was thrown down to was ruthless enough to clash a boy who was only at the age of eight with the aid of the sharp rocks and rocky surface.

Suddenly, The boy felt pain that surpassed the pain he had just now, it was almost time he met up with the gods in heaven. His eyes were closing, even to his displeasure. "And here I offer you a choice… keep on living? It may be a bitter life, but you can keep on fighting to live on, fulfill your dreams. Or do you choose death? Where you may temporally stop the pain you now bear, but it will also mean this is where everything ends. Your life,your ambitions, your dreams, your desire, EVERYTHING."The voice told the boy who was covered with blood. It was almost the end of the line, there was a hard decision he certainty could not choose to answer later, then he asked weakly: "If I wish to live… How can I do so...?" The voice gave an answer: "That’s the reason I came. I can help you live on, I can grant you absolute power, and I can help you accomplish your desire…But for a price.""…What price…?" "..In exchange of your soul." It wasn’t a pleasant thing to hear, who would enjoy having their soul taken? "Ngh.." However, it was a second close to his limits; everything started to go fuzzy and black. "You must be quick. You must not hesitate any longer. If you truly wish to live on, speak."

When that was said, the boy remembered what his reason to live was. He’s eyes glowed with rage, anger was I his veins. He wanted revenge; revenge on the one who did this to him. It doesn’t matter if his soul was taken, it would had been the same, at least he wouldn’t die directly right here. The difference was that he would die later, after he accomplished what he desired, and that he could die in satisfaction. "I wish…to live on…" The boy managed this sentence with his voice, almost dying. "Speak louder, child. I must hear you loud and clear." "I WISH….TO LIVE ON!!" As this was said, the boy couldn’t hold any longer, his eyes were slowly closing. "Well spoke, child. I will grant you the power to fight and live on. From this day forth, I will be a part of you. I will fight beside you, and together, we will be invincible…" When his eyes were almost shutting, they immediately opened as wide as ever.

The boy was paying attention to the voice that It took a while for him to realize he was no longer in pain. He slowly stood up and stared at himself: The scars were still there, but they’d stop bleeding.. The wounds…They magically healed. "…You did this..?" the boy asked standing still, for he did not know which direction he should stare at. Instead of an answer, the voice let out a reverberating laugh:"Give a guess." "... You’re no angel, are you?"The voice once again laughed at the boy’s naïve question, but then gave an answer:"No. I’m no angel. I’m what the opposite of a pure white angel." After a few seconds of thinking,the boy came to a shocking realization:"..A DEVIL…" "That’s correct. Unlike an angel from the light; I’m a devil from the dark. But right now only darkness may help you achieve your desire.. The key to absolute power…ANGER...RAGE and HATRED… You want to kill him don’t you? So give in to the anger…Give in to the rage...Kill —"

The rest of the flashbacks went black, only a boy who wore crimson red eyes standing on the top of a thousand feet high cliff smirking with a devilish look could be seen...The young man who was seeing this scene coudn't help but shiver...What is this?