Disclaimer : Hello!! This is my first fanfic, I'm so excited about it! I hope you guys like it, I worked hard on it '. Oh, English is not my first language ( actually neither the second one ) so be patient, I'm improving the grammar. Tips and advices are wellcome IF they will be for my own good, so keep the flames with you . If the reader's feedback turn out to be positive, lots of new chapters will come! Last thing: I own the story and Julianna, the rest belongs to Namco. Enjoy!

"Hwoarang! Julianna! Get your fat butts down here right now!" At 7 am of a cloudy Saturday, Baek's voice echoed across the dojo like noise echoes in a hangover, and obviously something was wrong. The thing is that Saturday is the only day Hwoarang and Julianna could sleep until noon, and after busy weeks, is the least the masters could do for their pupils. This was accurately accomplished, until there wasn't anything too important to be said. Guess what? That was the case.

Julianna got up in an instant and ran towards the hallway right away, without think of the fact that she was in her pajamas and her hair was all messed up (luckily, she was wearing bra). When she was on her way to see Baek, she found Hwoarang wearing only boxers, trying to put on a pair of jeans while running like a mad man.

"Rang, what the heck did you do this time?" Asked Julianna, glaring at the red haired.

"Hey, I didn't do anything! In fact, we cleaned the dojo and got back here early yesterday, there's no reason why he should be mad!"

"For the first time you're actually right." Badly Julianna spoke that sentence and Baek shouted their names again. "Jesus Christ, what's wrong with this man?! WAIT A MINUTE, BAEK!"

"WERE COMING, DAMMIT!" Screamed Rang, and both continued to chase Baek's voice desperately.

Julianna was definitely different from other people. Besides her being a truly devoted Christian - rare breed - she had just finished several courses in Oxford University: she graduated in Biomedical Science, then post-graduated in Master of Science - Science and Medicine of Athletic Performance, all of this while she was hard practicing her physical activities. How she manage to do all this with notable excellence and that young? Julianna was intellectually gifted, outstanding even among the other gifted ones. Her brain was highly developed due to constant reading along with other factors, providing her to learn extremely complex subjects easily and in a short time. She was not a genius in all the areas, mostly because she wasn't a fan of algebra and most of exact sciences, but since her curiosity was enormous, Julianna was good is almost all things and enjoyed to learn anything, and didn't took long to her become a master in many subjects.

The woman sustained a medium-length hair, straight at the top of the head and slowly starting to draw big and smooth waves, all sliced at the end of it, colored in scintillated coffee-brown. Her eyes held a small structure, with the extremities formed in a way that made her eyes resemble tiger's ones, only prolonged, and the iris seemed to be filled with shiny chocolate. Her skin was soft, even and white, but she always liked to get a tan, forming visible bikini marks along the neck and chest. The face was softly squared, with high cheekbones, red full lips, perfected formed nose and amazingly designed eyebrows - which were the outstanding part of the face (rectilinear, with falls at the barely end, kind of inclined, dense, long) along with the white large smile - all this giving her a powerful charming appearance. The body was peculiar, kind of muscular due the training, yet very feminine and attractive, reaching the 164 centimeters, composed by normal-sized breasts (but tiff and well formed), a large hip, outstanding pair of legs and a flashy butt (what very often caused admiration from people, especially the opposite sex, combined with lots of embarrassing situations). Finally, she had a ring piercing on the right side of her lower lip, and her ears had three earrings each, plus a piercing on the left one. Indeed, Julianna was unfairly beautiful, and carried on the stereotype of her nationality. Oh yeah, a hell of a Brazilian.

Opposing to the majority's thought, the woman wasn't full of herself or either arrogant. In fact, what was more admirable in her was the humility, agreeing that she was fail and that she didn't know all. To be honest, she was too humble, making tenuous the line between modesty and self-depreciation. What can be said, she was human above all. Still, having all the qualities and defects that her character provides, Julianna was always improving herself in whatever she did.

Although she was good in almost everything, there was one thing Julianna was incredibly talented, and this thing was fighting. Of course she didn't walked the streets looking for kicking butts like Hwoarang did, and like it was said she was a devoted Christian, couldn't hurt a fly. She was crazy about going on competitions, joining demonstrations and practicing for hours various modalities of martial arts and other kinds of technical fight – it was her passion since she was a little girl. From this information, you could think what she used to do all the time with Hwoarang, Baek and her sensei, don't you?

Ok, it was already said too much about Julianna, the rest of her life, personality and the reason why she was living now at the dojo is going to be revealed later, let's not spoil things yet! Keep the curiosity and let's move on with the story.

Julianna and Hwoarang finally reached the living room, where Baek was. The master was placed on the couch, holding two letters in his hand with a weird look on his face. The young guys didn't noticed before, but the master's voice wasn't angry at all, actually it was with a ton of excitement mixed with anxiety. As you can figure out, Baek being excited and anxious about something was pretty odd. Julianna arched her eyebrow by noticing this, and Hwoarang, like the sensible guy he was, shouted of the top of his lungs. "WHOA, what's wrong with you?! Did you found a girl for you or something?!"

Baek immediately changed his face, but instead of making a straight face– like he always did – he cracked up a smile and let out a laugh, what made Julianna arch both of her eyebrows and open her mouth in disbelief. Baek laughed of one of Rang's teases, and neither her founded this one funny. "Ok, what have you drunk, Baek? I don't see you laugh of a stupid joke since… since never! What's going on?"

Baek looked straight to the girl's eyes, then he lifted up the letters in the air with a smirk on his lips. "Maybe you guys will get it when you read these".

Without thinking too much, Hwoarang grabbed the letter with his name on it from Baek's hands, opened it and started to read it in lower voice. Initially the red-haired seemed indifferent, but then his eyes grew wide, he screamed really loud – what probably echoed the whole dojo – and jumped on the girl. Julianna walked a few steps back unbalanced, leaning on a wall and throwing Rang on the floor with a single hit with her arm.

"Now you're really scaring me" Said Julianna. "What's up with you two?"

Baek waved the last letter in his hand, kind of snobby, still sustaining that sarcastic smile on his face. "You still don't know what happened? And they say that you're mentally gifted…"

That moment Julianna understood. How couldn't she have noticed before? Baek and Hwoarang were oddly excited, the master even giggled of one of Rang's jokes, and this one got so excited that, without considering his weight and his height, jumped on her. The only thing that could be was…

"It is an invitation for the King of Iron Fist Tournament 6!" Yeah, Hwoarang couldn't keep a surprise. Ever.

Julie's face became stern in a second, making her smile disappear and that aura of happiness vanish. Trying to contain the restlessness which that name caused in her, the girl took a deep breath and didn't took her invitation from Baek's hand, respecting everyone – let's face it, we know that she would tear it apart.

Julianna hated – oh, how she hated – the KOIFT, something perfectly comprehensible: the Mishima Zaibatsu, which ruled the tournament, was a corrupt company that used to do things absolutely terrible, things from leaving people without a home to causing a huge war (what forced the company in proclaiming itself an independent nation). The girl was involved in many missionary projects; she already had gone to many needed places and she was frequent in a hospital of terminal diseases in Seoul – again, she was a Christian, what did you expect? –making obvious the problems that the outcomming independent nation was causing in her life. For her, it was unacceptable being part of what was affecting the people she loved. Not few times she prayed for the Mishima family, with hopes that something was going to change, but the circumstances seemed to accuse her of not being more than an idealist.

Back to the story, Baek and Rang noticed Julie's feelings and eyed each other, saying mentally that was not the time to celebrate yet.

"Ah, come on Julianna, you have never been in the tournament before! You're the only person besides me – all right, besides me and you master – that I truly think that kick serious butts and you are all 'oh, I don't want to join this tournament of mean people! Stop being so fruity, would you?" Teased the red-haired, speaking Julie's sentence in a girly way.

Julianna glared at Rang, slightly irritated with his words. "Fruity?! Since when prefer not to get involved with a bunch of genocides is 'fruity'?! All this is because you guys have never saw with your own eyes what the Mishima Zaibatsu do! You don't know how it is to see thousands of families looking for crumbs on the streets because they had their houses destroyed, kids crying because their parents had gone to the war and died on the field, enormous green areas being cut down to build an unnecessary and futile industry, eliminating species that are still unknown! And you say to me that I'm being fruity, Hwoarang?!"

"Julianna, we already know your opinion about this tournament" Said Baek serenely, trying to cool down the situation. "But what you think of joining it and changing the luck of the place? Isn't written in Bible that 'we are in the world, but we don't belong to it'?"

The girl's rage slowly transformed in some kind of sadness; her rings around the eyes accentuated and her muscles relaxed. "My outcry got old, Baek. I don't believe that my presence will change anything; honestly, I'm a little tired. What was meant to be done? Praying? Protesting? Fighting? I had done it all. If God wants one more thing, He needs to do a miracle in me. Besides that, is useless to insist, I'm not going to the King of The Iron Fist Tournament. That's my final word." Speaking this, Julianna made her way out of the living room.

"She mentioned that her faith was weak these days" Marked Rang, breaking the deep silence that the girl left behind. "Is really boring when she's like this, is not even funny teasing her".

"I know… I've been praying for her".

Hwoarang then eyed Baek, confused. "You've been praying? I can't believe she convinced you to do it!"

A growl came out of Baek's lips. "Yeah, neither can I. It always worked for her, so I'm giving a shot. I think that may help".

Rang thought for a few seconds, looking directly to the floor, then to Baek, and finally spoke. "Oh dammit, I'm going to try it to. Julianna is stubborn as hell!"

"Saying 'dammit' and 'hell' is not a good way to start, Hwoarang"

"Shut up, Baek."

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"Ok, sorry, I won't tell you to shut up again, jeez! Just take your foot out of my face!"

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