Tekken 4: Shocking Rebirth
Prologue of my Tekken 4 story, enjoy :)
Disclaimer: Tekken belongs to Namco.
Prologue
It had been two years since the third King of Iron Fist Tournament. Heihachi Mishima, now seventy-five, was standing in the Tekken Force Control Room; in the Zaibatsu HQ. Following the third tournament and the subsequent disappearance of Jin Kazama, Heihachi had turned his attention to other projects. His experiments with Ogre's DNA had met with failure, according to his scientists the process of using Ogre's DNA to create the Ultimate Being was only half the necessary components. Adding to Heihachi's frustration was what the missing component was the Devil Gene. With Jin having fled and Kazuya most likely nothing but ash now; he needed to try and find Jin. However his grandson had dropped off the radar; all the Zaibatsu's tracking capabilities had failed to find him. As it was he was left with only one option, to put his Ultimate Being project on hold and instead focus on a new angle. During the last tournament a robot named Gun Jack appeared; it was clearly part of the Jack series, despite the Zaibatsu having decommissioned the series. This meant only one thing, the Zaibatsu had a competitor; Heihachi devoted his energy to finding out who this competitor was, so that he could crush them, before they proved a threat to his company.
He had finally traced Gun Jack to his creators; a mysterious organization called G Corporation; he was determined to see that they were wiped out. So he had sent a highly trained squad of the Tekken Force to the G Corporation's headquarters to destroy them and to kill any who got in their way, their key objectives being high ranking officials. Heihachi observed the action through the helmet mounted cameras of the Tekken Force members. He watched as they advanced through the facility; killing those who resisted. They finally began to descend into the underground labs. It was there however that things began to go wrong; initially the Tekken Force squad met little resistance and took down several scientists. However suddenly a figure appeared and began to retaliate against them, killing several of the squad members. Those that remained opened fire but the figure either dodged or simply shrugged off the bullets and continued to attack. Soon only one, badly injured Tekken Force member remained; the figure approached him, stepping into the light as he did so and Heihachi gasped.
"How can you still be alive!?" He cried as he grasped the video screen in front of him.
The figure then killed the last Tekken Force member, shutting off the video feed. However Heihachi had seen enough and knew his chance when he saw it. It was time to make his move.
Brisbane, Australia, a mysterious figure, clad in simple clothes that included a hood, was busy training. The hood was up, hiding his face as he proceeded to strike at the punching bag before him. Perspiration formed on his brow due to the effort he put into his actions as well as the heat. He had the blinds drawn and only through narrow slits did the sunlight outside get through. He frowned as he focused his strength and continued his training, the same mantra repeating through his head.
'Get stronger, Get stronger, Get stronger, Get stronger!'
He continued in this manner; desperate to increase his strength and improve his self-control; he sought out this training as a form of discipline and was determined to see it through and succeed. It was then he was distracted by a news bulletin from the old TV in the corner of the room.
"Heihachi Mishima, head of the Mishima Zaibatsu, has announced today that he is reopening the King of Iron Fist Tournament, marking the fourth time this tournament has been held..."
The rest of the newsreader's words were lost to the figure who glared.
'What are you up to now Heihachi?' He thought angrily before punching the punching bag with such force it broke in half and fell to the floor. One thing was certain for the figure now; they were going to enter the tournament, no matter what.
Meanwhile, in Japan, eighteen year old Ling Xiaoyu sat at her desk in school and sighed. She was bored, not to mention worried, her thoughts were on Jin Kazama, she hadn't seen or heard from him in two years. She tried to distract herself from her concerns by talking to her friend Miharu Hirano, but to no avail. It was then things suddenly changed; she just received two e-mails on her classroom laptop; one from Heihachi, the other from an anonymous sender. She opened then both and gasped. The one from Heihachi was inviting her to attend the King of Iron Fist Tournament 4, promising information about Jin; the second warned her against entering the tournament and warned that Heihachi was not to be trusted. Despite this warning, Xiaoyu felt reassured, she made up her mind, warning or not, she would enter the tournament and find out what happened to Jin, no matter what she had to endure to do so.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.