A/N This is my second Fanfiction.I don't own Tekken… yet… (EVIL LAUGH)


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Let us go back in time, shall we?

To a simpler time, where bears didn't need reason to join a fighting tournament… A time when Mexican Ogres didn't go on killing sprees, when a foot tall orange dinosaur doesn't jump out of oceans on enslaved dolphins (look at Gons ending of Tekken 3. I swear, that dolphin frowns on my TV, but next door it looks normal…)… a time where a work of science didn't include putting boxing gloves on freaking everything… kangaroos, raptors, a British son of an assassin, and Bruce Irvin.

A man named Baek Doo San opened a simple dojo. People came, and soon a rival dojo- run by Marshall Law began some much-needed competition. Baek's Tae-Kwon-Doo skills were matched only by Marshall Law's Martial Arts. This could not be! Days later, several of Marshall's students were beaten up in public… and no one knew who beat them up.

A local who saw the accident claims, "It was all so fast! Marshall's students were sparring and practicing, when suddenly some guy leaped out of the crowded and knocked the hell out of them"

Marshall Law could not be reached for comment.

Baek Doo San admits to it, but says that it's because "One of his students beat up one of my students.

The student claims he was beat up by another student.

That student was neither Baek's nor Law's, admitted to beating them up, and left.

Suddenly, Baek disappeared after Tekken 2, never to be seen until Tekken 5… I mean… yeah.