Kazama meets Twilight
Summary: Bella, meet Asuka Kazama. You know how you were supposed have almost died when James came to the baseball game? Asuka can take care of that. Tekken/Twilight crossover
Notes: Was just playing Tekken 5 (again) and I couldn't help but squee over Asuka's awesome coolness. Then I got to wondering what would happen if she had somehow gotten into the Twiverse. Then I died of laughter imagining her kicking Sparkle Stalker's ass. I couldn't resist it so I decided I'll do the fanfic now.
Prologue
Asuka VS. James and Victoria
Or as I like to call it: It's pretty obvious who's going to win this one.
Asuka wasn't so sure this was such a good idea anymore.
Oh sure, compared to the crazy fuckers that owned and controlled the Mishima Zaibatsu these so-called blood-sucking vampires are wimps. Where are the horns, the wings, and the sizzling lighting coming out of their hands? If they're so strong and evil, why don't they have devil genes too?
…Oh wait.
These guys are dead.
There are no genes for the devil to fuck around with.
She always forgets that part.
"You stupid little human! Just lie down and die already!!!" A man with a face too sharp and eyes too crazed screamed at her as he tried to kill her, with no success whatsoever.
"You're weak. You'd never be able to beat me in one billion years." Asuka said calmly as he crazily swung his arm in such a way that it was ridiculously easy to dodge all of them.
He has no technique. He relies too much on sheer brute force and old experience that have no place in a true battlefield. If I had my Yumi right now I could have shot him down ages ago and he could do nothing about it. Asuka thought idly as she danced and weaved out of more stupid movements that would only be able to kill someone who's never had her experience. Human, demon, or otherwise.
There was a sound behind Asuka and she instinctively jumped out of the way from both the hands in front of her and the slashing claw that tried to choke her from behind.
"Are you sure you're not human? As far as I can tell you guys suck as badly as an apprentice in a dojo that's never had real experience on a true battlefield." Asuka said with no inflection in her voice, not a muscle twitching from her face.
Frankly, she was bored.
If this is the best that they can do then they have a long ways to go yet. If they had to fight the Mishima Zaibatsu they'd be dead in a day, two at most. Not only does the Mishima Zaibatsu have a personal army of their own, foot soldiers, fighting pandas and bears, they also have a hidden dark demon deep within the depths of the dark and dank basements of the old HQ.
She knows from experience. She had to destroy the Mishima Zaibatsu from the inside out herself to make sure that the idiots didn't try to pull another world domination gig. Once was annoying. Twice was bothersome. She had to make sure there was no third try or she'd never be able to go home to her dojo or her father might get beaten up again.
"Your anger has consumed you entirely. You cannot fight with a red cloud covering your eyes. You may be able to kill other weaker beings than I, but you'll never be able to beat me. I've fought assassins, robots, pandas, kangaroos, sumo wrestlers and the Darkest and most Evil Demon that would make Satan himself look like a pansy. Do you really think you can even compare to that kind of experience?"
Asuka taunted with a face so blank you'd think it was a mask and not her real face if you ever saw it.
She knew she did her job right when he growled supposedly menacingly at her.
Her words made him even angrier than before.
Good.
He might think that she's lying, but she's not. Not in the slightest.
If he underestimates her it will only be his own fault when she kills him dead.
