a/n: Hi! Here's another fanfic for you. Hope you like it, and please read (and review afterwards). I'm starting the story short, but I'll make it grow bigger and bigger, okay?
Disclaimer: I don't own Tekken, the characters or Namco.
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Soon To Come
by: Ultimate Ryuu
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Chapter 1:Unchecked
He slowly opened his eyes, they gave him a stretch. Then he looked around, making it into a gasp and fast rising up. Even his feets were hurting, and his eyes almost closed without control. The trees layed flat onto the ground,they were also in a total diaster. As far as the Japanese man could see, there wasn't any town, nor a living soul, the trees went like three miles out and just got touched by the sky in the back. Scared and in confusion, he started tumbling along the grass. His clothes were all in pieces, and he couldn't feel his arms. A cold and harsh look made its way across the Japanese face. All the black hair went into a spiky tail at the back ofhis head, his eyes hidden by some hair hanging over his pure face. Tears wanting to drop out of his eyes, but he stayed serious and pressed his questions away. This man never played the hero or tried to look strong. All he was, were piquant . Just a stone no one understood the secret of.
The sound of a bird flying and giving a peck. Itcame downon the grass and looked around, but flew away when it saw a heavy vision coming closer. The vision wandered into a high sight of confusion, and the Japanese man came walking slowly through the greenish grass and pretty lifted his feet over a broken tree that was laying on its side. A name swifted through his mind, and he gritted his teeth at it.
Mishima Kazuya
Angry it went into desire and the name got reflected into hate. Both his arms got in pain after not feeling a thing. He stretched them throughout his hair, and saw blood on his finger tips. The Japaneses' head had gotten a deep cut, and the blood kept rolling down his naked body, only half a pants protected his body under the breast. He felt his fingers throughhis hair again, more blood. Another cut was witnessed. It hurt and itstarted to make him dissy.
Soon, he fell onto the ground unchecked unknown of nothing.
a/n: Okay! What did you think then...? Say whatever you want! Sorry for all the mistakes, like spelling and such... (I guess I'll not get better in the first place...!)