Tekken
by: Abood Ash
The prologue to my novelization of the first Tekken game.
Auther's Note: Hello, Fanfiction readers, i'm going to start a series of adaptaions of the Tekken series, starting with the first game. Now that Tekken 7 is about to be released on Xbox One and PlayStation 4 this year, this is the perfect time to do an adaptation of the first six games in the series. I have never written a Tekken fanfic since Tekken 7 in 2014, but now, i'm going to write a Tekken story on Fanfction once again. So, my adaptations of the Tekken game will have diffrences between the game, but elements of the games and storylines will remain intact. I hope you enjoy the prologue to the story.
Please, read and enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Tekken or its characters. Tekken belongs to Namco.
Prologue
Japan
21 Years Ago
A tall man was beating up his five year old son on a hill. The man was a thirty-one years old and had a black spiked hair as well as black mustache, thick eyebrows and brown eyes. He was clad in a black karate gi with a picture of a tiger's face on the back and a red belt and white hand and foot wraps. The man's name was Heihachi Mishima. Heihachi was the head of the Mishima Zaibatsu, a multi-national business corporation that offered almost every service and business in the world. Many years ago, the Mishima Zaibatsu was run by Heihachi's father and well-respected martial artist, Jinpachi Mishima; however, Jinpachi lost to his son, Heihachi, who managed to claim the Zaibatsu from him. Recently after Jinpachi's disappearance, Heihachi's wife died, leaving him and his son as the only surviving members of the Mishima family.
"Kazuya, let's see if you have whatever it takes to claim the Mishima Zaibatsu." Heihachi said as he grabbed his by the collar of his gi.
"What are you doing?! Get off me!" The small, five year old Kazuya fired back. He had short black spiked hair, thick eyebrows, brown eyes. He wore a simple white gi with a black belt and hand and footguards. His short size, along with his father's monstrous strength, resulted in Kazuya being lifted from the ground with just one hand.
"No son of mine will be this weak. I'll make sure of it." Heihachi started to walk, while he carried his son with his right hand. The boy kept fighting back but to no effect.
"Put me down! Let me go!" The young child kept on screaming, while his father started to climb his away into the top of the nearby hill. The man continued to walk in silence, completely ignoring his son's demands. "LET ME GO!"
"Lions push their cubs over a cliff and raise only the ones that climb back up." The man finally spoke, as soon as he reached the top of the cliff, causing his son's eyes to widen in fear. The man extended his arm forward, positioning his son in a way that he would surely fall into the ravine if he dropped him.
"Father!" Please, don't..." The scared little boy pleaded to his father.
"If you truly are my son, then you will be able to survive and climb back up." Heihachi answered with indifference, before stretching his arm a little further.
"No! Please, don't... PLEASE, DON'T DO IT!" The boy continued to plead, but it was too late; his father swung his arm and launched Kazuya away into the air. Helpless, the boy fell down into his doom. "NOOOOOOOOOO!
Tokyo, Japan
Present Day
Amidst the building of the city, there was a building that stood out amongst all the others. It was a large skyscraper was a massive company logo that proudly advertised itself the main headquarters of the Mishima Zaibatsu. The company grouped together in the syndicate include the Mishima Financial Empire and Mishima Industries and was known to possess hi-tech research labs capable of producing almost anything, like scientific devices or even weapons. However, under Heihachi's control, the company began to become corrupt, focusing more on creating weapons and military hardware and some of the experiments began to be carried out illegally, but no action was taken against the Zaibatsu due to their vast amount of money and their incredibly skilled lawyers. Also, Heihachi hired eight of the best fighters in the world to serve as his bodyguards. Among the members was his adopted son, Lee Chaolan. As usual, the Zaibatsu had outdone and outclassed all its opponents over the years.
Heihachi was sitting in his office, currently examining a stock report. Heihachi was now fifty two and now had a shaved top on his head. He was clad in a black business suit with a tie. Despite his age, he remained a strong fighter, being a master of the Mishima Style Fighting Karate, a more damaging version of the regular karate. He learned the style from his father Jinpachi, who would go on to teach it to his son Kazuya. As he finished examining the report, his secretary arrived at the office and was carrying a medium sized envelope as he approached the desk
"Sir, I think you should see this." The secretary handed him the envelope.
Heihachi grabbed the envelope, opened it and started looking at the contents. He then looked up at the secretary.
"Are you sure this is genuine, sir?" The secretary nodded and Heihachi smirked, "Yes."
He looked down again at the contents of the envelope. The first content showed a picture of a twenty six year old young man. He was tall and muscular with black spiked back hair and brown eyes. The young man was wearing a black leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up and a white tank top underneath, ripped blue jeans, red converse sneakers and red gloves, embedded with ten metallic studs arranged in an upside down triangle. The other contents in the envelope showed information regarding the figure in the picture, including details from several fighting tournaments. The man had won in countless fighting tournaments around the world, with the last one ending in a draw. Upon looking at the contents of envelope, Heihachi remembered the man in the picture.
The man in the picture reminded Heihachi of his son, Kazuya. Heihachi always had desired a strong heir to take over the Zaibatsu in case if he died, but Kazuya was considered soft and weak. Fed up with Kazuya's weakness, Heihachi resorted to treating the boy brutally to toughen him up, to no avail. Eventually, Heihachi tossed his son down a deep ravine, claiming that if he was truly his son, he would be able to survive the fall and climb back up. However, he was surprised that his son survived the fall twenty-one years ago and was now seeking revenge against him.
"So…my son, you have finally made your move." Heihachi muttered to himself as he looked at his son's picture. "All I want to know is; how strong he has become?".
He came up with an idea as he smirked widely.
"Very well... I guess it's time now." Heihachi got back into his feet and turned to face his secretary, who seemed surprised by this reaction.
"What is it, sir?" The secretary asked.
"I want you to make an announcement as soon it's possible. It's time to host the King of the Iron Fist Tournament." Heihachi stated.
"Yes, sir." The secretary noded.
The next day the announcement went out around the world, while at the same time Heihachi had put his plans into motion. Soon, the world heard that the Mishima Zaibatsu will be sponsoring a worldwide martial arts tournament called the King of Iron Fist Tournament. Invitations had been sent to eight fighters from around the world. These eight fighters will fight against Heihachi's eight bodyguards before fighting through the tournament until only one remained. The fighter who will defeat Heihachi in the final round of competition will receive a large purse of prize money and The King of the Iron Fist title. Eventually, Heihachi heard that the eight fighters had finally been decided and that Kazuya was amongst the fighters. All had their own purposes for entering, but it was Kazuya who was the most important to Heihachi. The stage had been set and Kazuya would be able to face his father at the final round.
End of chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. Please, read and enjoy.