Tekken 5: Curse of the Mishima
First chapter of my Tekken 5 Novelization; hope you enjoy it.
Due to the much larger number of characters; I've worked out a two part prologue to introduce them, hope this works out.
Disclaimer: Tekken belongs to Namco.
Prologue – Part 1
It was at the close of the King of Iron Fist Tournament 4, that things changed drastically. No clear winner was announced, the tournament just ended suddenly; the following night the tournament sponsor, Heihachi Mishima vanished. At the same time, a Mishima owned shrine known as Hon-Maru went up in flames; other disappearances were noted, which included Kazuya Mishima, Heihachi's son who had been fighting against him in the tournament, Heihachi's grandson, Jin Kazama also disappeared, as did a young female fighter from the tournament known as Ling Xiaoyu, along with a friend of hers, Miharu Hirano.
Of all the disappearances, only Kazuya turned up again, a week later, he emerged as the new head of the Mishima Zaibatsu Corporation's rival company, G Corporation. The only other news, which shocked many, came the day after Kazuya's re-emergence. Heihachi Mishima was declared dead. No body could be found but it was known that he was present in Hon-Maru when it went up in flames; therefore death seemed to most logical conclusion.
For Kazuya, this was a godsend; he was more than willing to exploit this and take over the Zaibatsu's control and achieve the supreme power he had dreamed of. However an unexpected obstacle then appeared; a shadowy, unknown stranger suddenly took control of the Zaibatsu and began running it; his control being even more ruthless than the time Kazuya controlled the Zaibatsu, twenty one years ago.
Within G Corporation; a man of forty-nine stood in a production room. He was tall and muscular, showing little to no signs of his age, he had black hair which spiked back and also formed a widow's peak and mismatched eyes, one was black the other was red; he also had several scars, some on his face, he was currently clad in a black business suit with a long coat. This was Kazuya Mishima and he was overseeing the production of the latest fighting robot in the Jack series; Jack 5.
"I trust we are proceeding well?" He asked the young female robotics expert working on the Jack model.
She turned and pushed some of her blonde hair back from her face. "Yes sir, Jack 5 will be ready soon."
Her nametag read Jane; Kazuya sneered, remembering how he had heard of her past history with the Jack models; a truly pitiful tale as far as he was concerned. They both turned their attention to the robot being made. It looked human in appearance, vastly muscular with a steel blonde Mohawk and red eyes; along with being dressed in desert camo trousers and a black vest, along with black steel plated gloves and boots.
'A killing machine, masquerading as a human.' Kazuya noted to himself as a message appeared on his phone.
He opened the phone and checked it just as Jane spoke.
"It's done; Jack 5 is now active." She sounded very happy, Kazuya fought not to roll his eyes.
Jack 5 then stood up, fully activate and ready for battle. Kazuya smirked and then held out the phone to Jane.
"Good, we may also have the perfect field test."
Jane looked at the phone and was surprised; mere months after the end of the last one, now, the King of Iron Fist Tournament 5 had been announced.
Meanwhile, beneath the Mishima Zaibatsu; in a high security holding cell, two young girls, both aged eighteen were huddled. They were both dressed similarly, having been abducted from their part-time jobs working at a beachfront restaurant. Their work uniform consisted of a bikini; denim mini shorts and wedge heeled sandals.
One girl's was orange in colour; the other's was a mixture of colours from blue, to purple and even pink. This girl had short spiky brown hair; brown eyes and a slender build.
The girl in orange was also slender, but her build belied her true strength. She also had medium long black hair which she wore in two small ponytails and black eyes; her name was Ling Xiaoyu, one of the fighters of the King of Iron Fist Tournament; captured by the Zaibatsu afterwards, along with her friend, Miharu Hirano.
They weren't sure how long they had been held captive for; but both girls were afraid, wondering what was going to happen to them.
"Xiao…" Miharu whispered. "Isn't there anything you can do?"
Xiaoyu shook her head sadly. "No, I tried; none of my skills can make a dent in that door, or any of the walls."
Miharu bowed her head. "What do they want with us?"
Xiaoyu didn't answer, she couldn't, she had no idea herself. However answers soon came as the door opened and, flanked by armed Tekken Force soldiers; the Zaibatsu Adjutant and Aide; Takeshi, entered.
"What is this, what is…?" Xiaoyu began, only stopping when she found guns pointed at her and Miharu.
Takeshi looked rather pale as he replied. "This is our insurance, to make sure you fight, dear girl. The King of Iron Fist Tournament will take place soon; you are to take part, if you refuse well, you and your friend are in for a…unpleasant stay."
Both girls froze at that, recognizing the blackmail for what it was. Unable to argue, Xiaoyu gave in and agreed and was soon led away, Miharu remained locked up in the cell.
The two women glared at each other, breathless, angry, surrounded by chaos and destruction. One woman had shoulder length brown hair; brown eyes and was clad in a red Chinese style dress with a slit up the left hand side, red stockings and red heels. She looked around twenty-two, but was in fact, in her forties.
The other woman had blonde hair tied in a ponytail, blue eyes and was clad in a purple bodysuit. Like the other woman she was older than she looked, being two years older than the other, both physically and actually. The women's names were Nina and Anna Williams, their rivalry was legendary; the destruction around them the result of a several days long fight between them as Nina recovered most of her lost memories.
"Well; glad to have that out of your system Nina?" Anna asked coyly.
Nina glared; unlike her sister, she was cold, ruthless and never truly made jokes. "I won't rest, not until this ends between us, not until I fix…everything."
Anna shook her head. "You can't Nina, nobody can fix everything; what about your…son."
"Enough; you want to continue fighting; let's do it properly." Nina replied sharply; Anna having touched a sore spot, reminding her of Steve Fox.
She had been sent to assassinate him in the last tournament, just another job, until she discovered he was actually her son; born while she was in cryosleep, like her sister.
"Properly?" Anna echoed, wondering what her sister meant.
In response; Nina handed Anna a flyer that she had picked up and simply walked off. Anna was about to call after her, when she saw the flyer was advertising the King of Iron Fist Tournament 5. She grinned; Nina was right, this was the proper way to do things, once more, they would face each other in the arena.
Devastation, destruction, death; that was what he saw around him. The cybernetic ninja known as Yoshimitsu could only look around in agony at the sight of so many of his proud clan, now slaughtered. He had brought the collapsed Bryan Fury, a cyborg man of thirty-one with silver hair and grey eyes, here for treatment. Dr. Bosconovitch had managed to repair the damage to Bryan's body and made him stronger than ever.
Yoshimitsu looked up, glaring as he saw Bryan, standing by a hole in the wall of the building, laughing.
"You…You did this!" Yoshimitsu challenged.
Bryan laughed. "Of course; absolute chaos, so much death…what fun!"
Yoshimitsu snarled. "You take joy in others pain; I should have left you to rot. Demon, I will kill you for this!"
Bryan merely laughed again. "That would be a sight to see; a weak punk like you, goin up against the likes of me, hah!"
"My sword hungers for you; my vengeance drives me to even greater heights." Yoshimitsu declared. "Now, you will know my wrath!"
With that he charged towards Bryan and slashed at him with his sword. Bryan merely leapt through the hole in the window and landed on the ground below.
"Nice try; but your puny sword is no match for me!" He declared. "Now, I have to test this power, I've found the ultimate test too; maybe you could come along, try again there."
With that he turned and ran. Yoshimitsu roared in rage and called after him.
"Run coward, run all you want, try to hide, it will do you no good! No matter where you go, I will hunt you down, I WILL have my vengeance."
It was only after calming down from that, and getting to work ensuring his comrades were laid out respectfully; that he saw what Bryan had meant. The damaged flickering TV was announcing a news bulletin about the upcoming King of Iron Fist Tournament 5. This confused Yoshimitsu, who thought the tournaments, would be over with Heihachi dead and the Zaibatsu apparently in turmoil. He made up his mind however; he would enter and see that Bryan paid, blood for blood.
Two people sat in the Hospital waiting room, the first was a twenty-nine year old man, with brown dreadlocked hair in a ponytail, brown eyes and tan skin; the second was a nineteen year old girl, with long brown hair in a ponytail, brown eyes and tan skin. Their names were Eddy Gordo and Christie Monteiro.
Both were Capoeira fighters and were waiting to hear news about Christie's grandfather, the man who had taught her and Eddy their fighting style. He had been released from prison but had fallen terrible ill while there and was now a shadow of his old self.
"Oh Eddy, what are we, what if…?" Christie began fretting.
Eddy smiled gently however. "Relax Christie, we'll figure something out, I promise."
She nodded, but sadly, her fears weren't eased. If anything they were only made worse when the doctors emerged, looking rather grim.
"Bad news?" Eddy asked hesitantly.
The lead doctor nodded. "I'm afraid so…"
Christie gasped and everything seemed to go still; until finally the doctor began talking again. Informing her and Eddy of what they had discovered. Later, Christie, still in a state of shock, found herself arguing with Eddy.
"No Christie, it's too dangerous; we don't know what's happening there right now." Eddy was saying. "You're right, this may be our best chance, but something crazy is going on. I can't let you put yourself at risk."
Christie glared at him. "Eddy, it was my idea, the King of Iron Fist Tournament, if I go in and win that, I can use the Zaibatsu's technology, if anyone can save my grandfather, it's them."
"But…"
She shook her head. "Forget it Eddy, if you're entering, fine…but I'm entering too."
Eddy groaned, defeated; he couldn't believe this was happening; now he had not only himself and his master to worry about, but Christie too.
The forty-eight year old man with the rigid blonde quiff and blue eyes let out a yell as he punched through the brick wall he had set up as part of his training. Paul Phoenix, an Iron Fist Tournament veteran glared as he straightened up.
'One thing after another, defeat after humiliating defeat. I won't stand for it anymore!' He thought to himself. 'Need to keep going, get stronger, no matter what it takes; I will win this time, I have to.'
He was tired of being the laughing stock; tired of all the failures, still enraged at the Zaibatsu's trickery two years ago, stealing his victory from him. He fell into a slump after the last tournament but caught himself just in time. Now he was set and ready to make sure he won this time.
He trained harder and more intensely than ever before, determined to make sure that this time, if anyone walked away the victor, it would be him.
Elsewhere, while this was going one, another man was involved in intense training, twenty-one year old Hwoarang; a rival of Jin Kazama. He was determined to finish things with Jin this time.
'So many setbacks.' He thought sadly. 'Well, no more; I have nothing distracting me now, I've finished my military service, I'm in training, I'm getting stronger, I will continue to do so. This time Jin, I will be the one to walk away with victory. I will defeat you!'
Such was his dedication that he refused to stop, even when the timer he had set to remind him to take a break went off. He still continued, determined more than ever to defeat Jin Kazama.
The nine year old fighting Panda bear continued to train; the novelty of a bear fighting on its hind legs was diminished by her obvious rage however. She was enraged for a simple reason, someone had kidnapped her mistress and she knew who and where.
She now had reason to attempt a rescue too; she would break into the Zaibatsu, take place in the King of Iron Fist Tournament 5 and rescue her mistress, Ling Xiaoyu. Panda wasn't alone however; for standing back, watching her longingly was a ten year old brown bear known as Kuma. Kuma had fallen into a deep depression recently, his master, Heihachi was believed to be dead; he had lost the last tournament and now, Panda, the object of his affections, wouldn't even notice him
However, seeing Panda's dedication, Kuma was inspired, he would win her heart this time. He went to train himself, to prepare for the next tournament, to rescue Panda's mistress and win Panda's heart; that was all the inspiration he needed.
The forty-seven year old man with long black hair in a ponytail and black eyes sighed. He was Lei Wulong, a police officer and well known fighter within the Iron Fist Tournaments; he had heard the announcements of King of Iron Fist Tournament 5, the man he was seeking, the one responsible for the attacks on several dojo's, several murders, would be attending. Right now however, he was faced with a…obstacle.
"I must express my concerns that this…" He began.
The girl he was talking to however glared at him. She was seventeen with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes; she was clearly a fierce young lady and a fighter; her father had been the most recent dojo owner to be attacked and he had trained her after all.
"My father is nearly dead." The girl snarled. "I couldn't call myself a Kazama, if I let that go unpunished. You can't stop me…officer; I am Asuka Kazama and I will deal with this man myself."
Lei groaned. 'How do I get myself into these messes?'
Seeing no other option, he gave no further resistance but resolved to keep an eye on the girl, to make sure she didn't get into trouble.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
Next chapter shall be the second part of the prologue, introducing the rest of the characters.
