Tekken 2: The Return
Prologue chapter of my Tekken 2 novelization, just to set the scene, enjoy.
Disclaimer: Tekken belongs to Namco.
Prologue: Emergence
He had lost track of time, all he knew was it had been two years since he had miraculously recovered. He had spent those two years recuperating, living off the land and giving himself harsh and intense training. Only recently had he begun to climb back up the cliff, out of the gorge he had been cast into. The lightning struck, the thunder roared and the rain lashed down hard. But none of it stopped him, despite the rain making the rocks slick and almost falling twice, he kept climbing upwards. He raised his left hand and grasped the rock above; he hauled himself upwards, enough to comfortably use his right hand to grasp the next rock. To his surprise there was no next rock, his hand came down and grabbed a flat surface. He allowed himself to look up and saw that he had finally reached the top. Using as much strength as he could muster he pulled himself up, finally he straightened and, breathing heavily revelled in the fact he was back. Once he had caught his breath, he walked away from the area. Four days later he was in a hotel room, he had shaved off the large beard and moustache growth, leaving himself with his usual style, he had tamed his hair and grew it back into its usual style too. Both his hair and facial hair were black, despite the man now being fifty-four years of age. He black eyes observed his reflection in the mirror, he was wearing simple clothes, the tattered Gi he had been wearing since he awoke was lying on the bed behind him, a reminder of his failure. He had increased his muscle mass slightly and regained all the fitness he had in his youth. Finally ready Heihachi Mishima waited for his son to make his move.
In the Mishima Zaibatsu, the now twenty-eight year old Kazuya Mishima sat, his rigid, spiked back black hair and black eyes the same as ever. He was clad in an elegant purple tuxedo. He sat at his desk, reading over some reports, thanks to his plans, increasing output from their weapons development and allowing his scientists to use even endangered species for their experiments had increased the Zaibatsu's finances exponentially. However it had also brought them many more enemies than usual. Kazuya never left the Zaibatsu grounds anymore and was always guarded by the eight Zaibatsu fighters plus another two Zaibatsu fighters he had recently hired. As Kazuya closed the final report the door opened and the now forty-two year old Takeshi walked in. Despite the change in leadership, Takeshi's ambiguous role as Aide, meant he wasn't fired, like other employees. He was kept in his position, since his loyalty was really to the company and not the person ruling it. Kazuya looked up.
"Yes Takeshi, what is it?" He asked, bored.
Takeshi, experiencing strong déjà-vu, handed Kazuya an enlarged picture.
"We received this four days ago, a recon helicopter took it, we've just confirmed a one hundred percent facial match."
Kazuya looked at the picture and smiled, it showed Heihachi, standing on top of the cliff, having climbed out of the abyss.
Kazuya gave a short dark laugh.
"So, my father is still alive..." He paused and then grinned, "Well, no doubt he'd expect it, so why disappoint him. Time to follow his example."
"Sir?"
"Takeshi, make preparations, there's going to be a second King of Iron Fist Tournament."
Takeshi was surprised by this but agreed and left the room, Kazuya smirked and waited for events to unfold. Everything went as he had expected, he got his ten fighters seeded entries. Eight of them had previously served Heihachi, Wang Jinrey, Kunimitsu, Anna Williams, Lee Chaolan, Kuma, Prototype Jack, Armour King and Ganryu. They also had two new fighters, a Korean Tae Kwon-Do master named Baek Doo San and a Muay Thai Kickboxer named Bruce Irvin. Both had questionable pasts but Kazuya didn't care. The eight rivals of the original Zaibatsu fighters were also present, although some were after different goals. Yoshimitsu, Nina Williams, Marshall Law, Heihachi, Paul Phoenix, the newest Jack model Jack-2, King and Michelle Chang. Two new fighters had also emerged, an environmentalist called Jun Kazama and a Hong Kong police officer, Lei Wulong. Kazuya laughed darkly once he saw the listings, the tournament promised to be an enjoyable affair, although the one thing he was really looking forward to was once again fighting his father, Heihachi.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.