The truth about Asuka Kazama:
Chapter1
Asuka was bored. Not just bored but really really bored. Ever since been unable to find the strange Chinese kenpo fighter in the king of iron fist tournament she had taken to staying in her room. But now she had decided to leave her room. Asuka got off her head and opened the door and began her trip down the stairs when she heard her Father arguing with himself yet again
No where do these stupid thoughts keep coming from.
Asuka stopped where she was on the stairs to listen to her Dad.
Asuka can't and won't find out about her true heritage.
Asuka had frozen where she stood, she was about to try and listen possibly for the identity of her true parents but heard her dad no she told herself in her head she didn't even know she was related to this man she had been raised by nonetheless she couldn't let him find out what she had heard and so she charged up the steps.
Asuka couldn't get to sleep that night. At one o'clock in the morning she had completely given up on sleep and head down to the living room and flicked on the Television and began flicking through what ever she could find when she heard a knock at the door. Who would be calling at this late hour thought Asuka. The sensei Kazama didn't appear to have been awoken by the knocking so Asuka got up and walked to the door and opened it. She didn't see anyone around but as she was about to close the door she saw a flyer on the ground. She picked it up and realized it as a flyer for the King of Iron Fist tournament six. Asuka remembered the last tournament well but more importantly this could be her chance to find out about her true lineage. Asuka went back inside and packed some clothes and her most prized possessions in a backpack and wrote a note to the sensei Kazama .And as the sun was just beginning to rise she left the dojo maybe for the last time.