Hey Tekken Lovers! So now that everyone got familiar with Tekken 7, I figure of doing a Tekken fanfiction. The sad truth is the only games I ever played were Tekken Tag and Tekken 4, but I loved those games big time. During that time, my favorite characters included Anna, King, Armor King, Yoshimitsu, and Jin. Speaking of Anna, your welcome! This is an Anna/Lee ship, but don't worry they'll be some action with a King of Iron Fist Tournament announced!
Enjoy!
How they met (EDITED)
Frustration and humiliation are burning in the silver-haired man who is engaging himself in a fierce game of volleyball. As the ball blasts downwards, Lee Chaolan hops off the ground and bashes the ball back his competitor.
Ever since being banished from the Mishima Zaibatsu nearly twenty years ago, Lee felt a burning passion of vengeance against Heihachi Mishima, but at the same time, felt completely powerless after being overpowered during the King of Iron Fist Tournament 2. So much so that he fell into a depression and dropped off the radar.
Eventually, he soon realized that it was pointless to hold a grudge against Heihachi, who probably still had few years left to live at best. With this realization, Lee eventually settled for a large estate in the Bahamas to live a life of solitude away from Heihachi, the Mishima Zaibatsu, and his old dream of claiming the powerful conglomerate for his own.
It's a welcoming change, and over time, Lee begins to start a revolutionary project. One that would change the game of tournament fighting. However, a peaceful life can be a dull one at times. He shouldn't feel that way though should he? Leading a successful 'retirement' in one of the most tropical paradises ever should feel rewarding man nearing the age of 50. Despite being 48 years old, Lee didn't feel his age and certainly didn't look it.
Whether it's genetics or being in top physical shape, Lee still looks like a man in his late twenties, a man still in his prime. Aside from his distinct loose silver hair, Lee has a well-built runners build compared to all the other bulky broad shouldered muscular men wandering the resort. Although not the most worn attire, his favorite purple trunks have a graceful bright unicorn parrying proudly on the side close to his hip. It may sound silly and not the most masculine symbol, or so people think. But Lee knew there's more to this mythical creature than meets the eye.
The retaliation Lee unleashed pastes the ball deep in the sand concluding the game with him as the winner. His opponent, a muscular bulky man with copper brown hair blasted up with too much gel. To add to his poor tastes, he wore odd oval shades polarized in black and cheap trunks with a rancid combination of green and yellow. The poor kid stomped his feet in the sand pouting and grumbling in his defeat. Two other men similar in body size and poor style came to his side and moved him away with words of engorgement and friendship.
The trio walks past Lee away from the volleyball field, one of them darting a hostile glare at Lee and warns, "Don't make me see your scrawny face around here again, prissy pants!" Before walking away.
Lee quietly chuckles, watching the arrogant jock heads carrying on in denial that they were the masters of this beach while is peripheral vision catches a promising sight. His silver-blue eyes shift up at two women leisurely laying down on beach chairs soaking up the rays of the sun.
The first woman, the one with the tight blonde ponytail, looks rather intimidating and rather serious even while relaxing. A black bathing suit covers her entire upper body leaving her slender legs exposed. The pigment of her skin seems to match her aura: a cold and crisp porcelain color, but not without its beauty. The other one, however, looks to be a sharp contrast. With a graceful medium length bob cut of a chestnut color, this woman is truly beautiful, but in a different way. A way that's playful and inviting. With a rose-colored bikini, her curvaceous figure is shown to be more content while she seems keen on falling into a peaceful slumber in the hot sun. She, too, has the same skin color of porcelain skin, but without that chilling surface, her neighbor holds.
Lee's gaze is now on the woman in the red bikini. She's a young woman, possibly in her late teens to early twenties, but he's certain that he's seen her before. But it couldn't be, could it?
^TEKKEN^
Letting out a dreamy sigh, Anna allows herself to sink into the heavenly beach chair while waiting for the full blessing of a mild tan complexion the sun is slowly providing her. It's a welcoming change of pace after going through the 3rd King of Iron Fist Tournament and saving Nina from Ogre with Jin's help. The only thing missing is her sister's memory.
All her life, the rivalry both sisters shared was exciting, yet humiliating most of the time. When Nina finally met her match to her younger sibling, Anna took her memory stricken sister away to safety, so she could never become an assassin. The loss of Nina's memory of her sister and her life has been a mixed blessing for Anna. Instead of rivals, they're more like shaky partners that are inseparable. But Anna is saddened that her own sister doesn't even recognize her like she's some stranger that came into her life. And sometimes, that hurts more than being an arch-rival.
But at least she's not a contract killer anymore. Who knows? Maybe one day a friendship will spark between the two Williams' sisters. That thought seems strange to Anna, but it never hurts to try.
As her eyes squint open, Anna's arm shields them from the sun. She looks over to a napping Nina thinking she should have brought sunglasses with her as well.
Anna notices and feels that her sunlight has been blocked off by a mysterious blob of a shadow behind her. Nina begins to pick up on it too, and looks up in Anna's direction to scowl at the cause of their mild eclipse.
Curious, Anna turns her head to see three broad shoulder tough guys trying and failing to show off their macho style. She smiles and quietly chuckles thinking these poor boys don't know a thing about gaining a woman's attention.
Still, she can't deny that their cute, and their attempts of trying to win Anna over are adorable.
"Dude, c'mon!" One of them argues. "Don't steal my thunder!"
"Take a hike, loser!" The shaggy blonde hair visitor attacks before saying to Anna. "C'mon, baby! Lemme take you out on the my four wheeler!"
"None of you idiots aren't a certified lifeguard." The man of ebony complexion butts in. "All the ladies love a hero of the beach."
The spiky hair one scoffs. "Whatever, man! My eyes are on the blonde chick!"
The other two begin to fight on who would take over Anna.
"No! Hey, hands off!"
"Don't even think about it!"
Anna lets out a giggle seeing that these poor souls are about to get into a nasty scrap. "Woah, woah, boys!" Her voice is smooth and in an alluringly young feminine tone. Booooys!" She playfully interrupts the trio in a sing song voice. "Behave! A lady has a say in this, too."
Anna's two admirers cease their petty argument and have their wide child like eyes on the alluring brunette waiting for her answer.
"Hmmm..." Anna hums, teasing her chin with her index finger and thumb. She rises from her seat and gracefully strutting to the duo flashing them both a sweet smile. "You mind turning on the radio?" She calls to Nina. "Feel like a quick sway!"
Nina lets out an annoyed 'Hmph!' but turns on their small radio set. Upbeat electronic music begins to play and Anna starts to gyrate her body smoothly to the beat with her admirers watching with gape mouths.
The red bikini sister giggles again. "Weeellll..." She drawls teasingly. "Are you gonna join me, or am I going to have to shake it off myself?"
Both men stammered before eagerly accepting her proposal, making the most jerky and awkward moves a dancer could make. Nina looks away not wanting to see this idiocy, but her younger sister let's out a joyful laugh thinking how cute they are.
Anna missed this. She remembers those carefree days when she could go out to clubs, buy a drink or two, and dance the night away while drawing quite a crowd of the dance floor. Her smile brightens remembering the joy she got from being the center of attention. She gives a little jiggle with her body before twirling her body around, placing her hands on her hips and giving her butt a sassy shake.
Whoops and cheers bellow from her dance partners making her chuckle. She turns to face them again and indulges them with more graceful moves. While hypnotizing her guests, Anna ponders who would be her lucky date, or whether she can take them both out for brightening her day.
Just when she is about to say something, Anna feels her bikini becoming loose before feeling a cool breeze around her breasts. Her mind quickly registers that her bra has fallen off! She let's out a high pitch yelp and covers her breasts with her arms and hands while a morbid look is expressed across her blushing face. She looks away from the men with her eyes to the floor in shock.
Nina, on the other hand, walks away from her petrified sister and the trio surrounding her like dazed idiots, curving a smug smirk that she helped Anna out of her bra.
Anna, unable to move, bends her knees hoping she can reach her bra, but couldn't move with the crowd surrounding her.
How long would she have to endure this?
"You know, if you ever want to impress a woman you fancy, hooking her bikini back on would be an excellent start." A smooth masculine voice reaches Anna's ears with an emphasis on excellent. She glances up to see a fourth visitor. This man with a thin physically able appeal, violet trunks, and silver hair is not some slobbering dog like the rest of these dopes. He wears a cocky smile, but not a perverted one while he effortlessly pushes two of them to the ground and retrieves her bra.
He offers it to Anna maintaining his grin. "Don't worry, I promise I won't look."
Anna relaxes and slowly raises an arm out to retrieve her bra, but she could not stop looking into those silver eyes of his. She can see an enigma in them, and much more, but she couldn't figure out what it is.
Suddenly, a fist locked into the silver haired man's face making him stagger to the side. The spiked up haired man retracted his fist before popping his knuckles with his other curled hand. "You picked a bad time to cross me, punk!" He growls.
^TEKKEN^
Lee recovers and looks up at his attacker with a small cut on his grinning lip and chuckles. "Not bad." He casually remarks. "I think I could use some practice if you don't mind."
This only infuriates the poor kid and charges at him with a enraging cry. The resistance turns futile when Lee gives him a sharp jab in the nose thrusting his head back, and swings his leg over his neck sending the attacker spiraling in the air before being paste to the hard surface.
His two friends look down at the unconscious man then back at Lee who was tauntingly waving his finger to come and get him. They happily obliged and Lee counters on the shaggy blonde man with a series of quick jabs to the chest and a knee to the face. But while Lee turns his attention to the last attacker, the spiked haired man slowly rises off the ground with a polarized lens popping out of his sunglasses. His teeth begin to clench and pulls out a razor sharp pocketknife and flips the blade around so that it's facing downwards. As he let's out a shout, he feels a painful impact on his face along with a high pitch, "KAY!"
The man with the knife stumbles to his knee and looks up to see the red bikini girl with her breasts properly covered again and ready for a right with her arms and hands out in front.
He growls venomously and yells, "You BITCH!"
He rushes towards her only to have his striking knife in hand locked between her arm and feels a painful loosening of his socket. He couldn't scream, because he feels all of the energy in his body has suddenly depleted. But she wasn't done, and spins him in front of her back, grabs both of his arms and with one firm thrust upwards, dislocates his other socket while feeling severely weak now.
It's like she harvested all of his energy from him.
As he lost the will to fight, and to stay awake, he collapses to the floor motionless but still alive. Luckily for him.
Lee, who barely had time to react to this lethal attack, looks over at the woman, his savior and is bewildered.
She smiles and rolls her eyes. "You're welcome, handsome." She coos.
Lee regains his senses and replies replies, "Same to you, Miss..."
"Williams." She finishes. "Anna Williams. Buuuut... call me Anna. Ms. Williams makes me feel... boring."
Lee grins and nods. "Well let me properly thank you for coming to my rescue, Anna. Truth be told, Never pictured myself being the prince in distress to an amateur."
"Everyone has their moments." She assures Lee, slowly making her way to him with a warm smile.
Anna places herself in front of Lee with only mere milimeters apart, and her ocean blue eyes scan Lee. Lee, unsure yet interested by her advances does not encourage nor scowl at Anna's move, only waits.
Anna finally shakes her head and tsks Lee gently running a hand down Lee's lip. Lee flinches from the mild sting but does not pull himself away.
"Let's get that face of yours cleaned up." Anna playfully tells him, gingerly grabbing his hand. "Annnd I could use the company of a fine gentlemen."
"Do I have a choice?"
Anna hums. "You do. But, I insist." Her hand gently rubs his palm. "And I think you're smart enough not to say no to a lady offering you a good offer."
Lee chuckles. "Point taken."
Anna guides Lee on the chair that was occupied by Nina and seats him down. She went through the process of splashing some cold water on a smooth wash cloth and softly patting it on Lee's face while he winced and sucked the air through his teeth.
Anna lowly chuckles. "Poor baby. Almost done." She quickly finishes up as promised. "There. All done."
Lee smiles. "Well, Ms. Williams..."
"Anna." She affirms.
"Anna." Lee corrects himself. "I'm flattered by your hospitality. And I apologize for your... friend for pulling that crude move on you."
Anna frowns looks away with her cheeks blushing again. "Definitely did not saw that coming. Guess my sister is still in there somewhere."
"Your sister?"
"Nina." She reveals the name and looks back at Lee. "It's a long story, but... let's just say certain events have made her suffering from a nasty set of amnesia."
"I see." Lee says, not wanting to press further feeling it's not his business. "Do you... have anything to drink? I'm afraid I'm a bit parched at the moment."
"Sorry, handsome." Anna offers him a cold bottle of water. "Nothing fancy right now. Just pure water."
Lee flashes a grateful smile before gulping a quarter of his drink. "Ahh... excellent!"
Anna arches a brow. "You know, I still don't know who this fine specimen is in front of me."
"Ah! Where are my manners?" Lee chuckles. "The humble beach goer you see before you is none other than the simple Lee Chaolan: Resident of the Bahamas and the current volleyball champion."
"Modest are we?" Anna flashes a toothy grin. "Well... Mr. Lee." She rises out of her seat. "Can you show your work as champion of the volleyball court."
"Is that a challenge, Anna?"
Anna giggles. "An... invitation."
Lee grins and rises to his feet. "And I humbly accept!"
"Weelll..." Anna grabs his hand again and pulls him away from the chairs. "Don't keep me waiting. Just a fair warning I play to win."
Lee chuckles. "Excellent!"
Anna laughs along, too, and both Lee and her stroll passed their defeated offenders, and Lee is thankful that he's presented with more of a challenge.
That's a rap for this chapter! Soo... what I want to do with Anna is make her a feminine fatelle, but not in a raunchy way like in the later Tekkens. Graceful, yet sexy basically. And yes, this is a LeAnna ship.
Oh, and when Anna says "KAY!" that's one of her attack cries in Tekken 3 and Tekken Tag 1. Yes, the Anna in my story resembles Anna from Tekken 3 and Tekken Tag 1. I think she looks better in those games.
PS: The three dudes and Anna's bra being unhooked by Nina is a reference from Tekken 3 in one of Anna's Epilogue. So you're welcome! Anna's epilogue with a bit of spice to it.
Anyways: Hope you guys enjoyed and lemme know what you think!
