This is my second fanfiction for Tekken….

Hope you enjoy it… =3

Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken…

"Don't you dare say anything to me…" Lili said as she stepped out of her mansion. Sebastian was hollering, speaking on behalf of her father. Lili's father, Henry Rochefort had died from all of the stress from his bankruptcy and she was now knowing of his death after months of discovery. Asuka bothered her and many laughed at how poor she was. Yes, Lili was still that bratty blonde that everyone hated but now, people just didn't care. She stepped onto the sidewalk and faced Sebastian. He was like a father figure to her. She looked at him with evil glares, "I HATE YOU! YOU LIED TO ME!" She ran swiftly down the street. She was still in her white ruffled uniform. Her hair blew in the wind so carefree yet it looked flawless. Her makeup was still intact with her features except the black mascara had run down to her face. She was pale and in denial. She saw that her father was gone and now…no place to live.

It was around nine at night when Lili saw a moon shine in her face. It was silver and dancing around a lake. She smiled at the way fireflies flew around her. She saw that she was alone but the nature kept her calm. The birds sleeping in their nests and the frogs croaking in ponds were peaceful. She sat on the bench at the local park. Her heart was flying with the fireflies. She was grateful to be alive yet she was still bitter at the man who was her butler had betrayed her trust. She glanced at the grass, blue in the moonlight. She laid her body on the bench. She didn't care if she was dirty anymore. She might as well get used to this life.

"FREEZE!" hollered a man in black armor and a gas mask. Lili looked up as she tried to sleep. Men surrounded her in the same armor. She flew up from her rest. She crouched on the bench. Lights were on her. She moaned, "Can a girl get her sleep?" The man said, "You're coming with me." She smiled, "I might as well sink with the fishes." She flipped off the bench as if she vaulted in a gymnastics match. She landed on her boots. The men started to chase. She shouted, "Ha!" She ran up a soldier's body and kicked three of them in the face. Her circling like her body was graceful yet fearful to them. She threw a one million dollar smile and launched a helicopter kick to five men in one fluent jump. The way the heel clashed with each face made her feel free again. She landed on her knee and hands as they fell with their automatic rifles and guns. She lifted up a finger and shook it, "Giving up so early?" She stood as she flipped her hair. The officer that called the orders smiled. He lifted a knife and stepped to Lili in stomach tightening motions. He said as he walked to her, "Do you think you can beat me? I think you can't. You have fear in you. Someone is not there with you, am I right?" Lili grimaced as she punched in his direction. He grabbed her arm and twisted it so far backwards, she shrieked for mercy. She whined, "LET GO!" She kicked him in his knee, yet the momentum she used to push him off was a spasm in her leg. He dropped her on to her knees. The soldier ordered, "Who goes there?" A huge quick flash was sudden to a quick moving object. Lili grew scared as she faced the light. Something was crazy here. The light swung in the trees to the lake.

A sudden howl screamed from the night. Lili shook on the ground. She held onto the bench. She screamed as something appeared in the light. The younger soldiers were there, just shaking. The commander had asked, "What are you?" Then blood left from his throat. The commander fell onto his knees. The blood was gushing like sprinklers. Flesh and tissue fell on the ground. Lili hid her eyes. It was Friday the 13th all over again. Except Jason was a scary being. Lili stood up with her legs clicking. Her hair had red drips of that officer's blood. She held on to the bench tighter. She started to whine. She couldn't run anywhere. She looked at the lake. The fireflies were gone and so where the cricket chirps. The huge glow was missing. Then wails and drowning hollers came. Men dying from one object of the unknown were all she could theorize. She then saw a boy, about eighteen. He was quivering like her. Up in the air, something flew. It was bigger than a bird. She looked at it constantly. Then it soared down on to the ground and rapidly swooped the boy in its talons. Lili held her chest. She faced the street and began to charge.

Each click of the heel was more haunting. She ran as fast as she could, almost tripping people in the process. She kept her eyes to the public downtown city. The street lights were on and she was ready to face her inner fighter. This thing that was close to eating to her was still there. She kept dodging men and women in the late night. She looked in the night. The demon was gone. She didn't stop her feet. Her breaths were heavy in the night. She looked at the sky. The object was not even in sight. She saw a gas station with plenty of cars. She kept her eyes on a Benz that still roared its engine. She sprinted like a track runner.

"Lili Rochefort. Hahahahaha!" said a scary voice. It echoed. She didn't stop but she fell over from her snapped heel. She looked down not facing the contender. A low, haunting breath went up her neck. Her hair moved in each rushing exhale. She groaned, trying to crawl. Then a hand clasped her neck, stopping her breath. She thought of her father at the moment. His final breath. His final word. At most, his final smile. She smiled at his face so happy and greatly pleased at his daughter winning the King of Iron Fist Tournament 6. She looked at the face of the monster. This thing was oddly familiar. She thought of it, King of Iron Fist 5. A man, bold like his father yet hurt and discomforted. She looked at his eyes of evil met her eyes of beauty. Tattoos surrounded this man. Her eyes grew wide. He used to love this man. The hand around her neck lifted her near a street light. Then in a sudden flash, he was gone. She had fallen on to concrete with her hands and feet catching her. She looked up and saw a motorcycle pull up. A man in a vest with crocodile skin and jeans with weird looking chaps and boots showed up. His hair flickered like a wildfire. Motorcycle goggles were on his head. He said, "Lili, come on!" She looked back and saw the demon was really gone. She asked, "Jin…that could have not been Jin Kazama?"

Hwoarang sat next to her, putting ice on her wound. She looked into his eyes as he asked, "What happened to you?" Lili sighed, "Father's dead, the Tekken Force attacked me then this thing tried to kill me."

"What did it look like?" Hwoarang asked as he laid back on the bed she sat on. She laid back next to him as if they knew each other forever, which they did. She nodded, "It was all a blur but he had black eyes with white pupils. He had tattoos. And this man…"

"Don't you dare tell him who I am. You'll be my next victim. Yes, Lili…I adore you mostly and I want you to join me. Join me…come to the Mishima Zaibatsu tomorrow by eleven in the morning."

Lili looked at Hwoarang. He asked, "And?" She halted, "I just need to get to the Zaibatsu in the morning." Hwoarang frowned, "Fine, I'll sleep on the couch. You can sleep here. Call me if you need something."

Lili smiled, but under that smile, there was horror. He didn't want her friend to die from her decisions.

A/N: I really hoped you liked it…please review so I can see if I can continue it.