Anything to Bring You Back
It's been a while since I've been on so I'm back with a new fan fiction for a new video game I have—Tekken 5! Well, this chapter is kind of short, but other chapters will be somewhat longer.
Disclaimer: Tekken and all related characters are © to Namco 2005. All rights reserved.
In plain English: I don't own any characters in this dog forsaken fic, only this unsophisticated plot.
Chapter One: "Where are you?"
My name is Ling Xiaoyu, and I am eighteen years old. I won the King of Iron Fist Tournament Five and paid the old man for the time machine, but it just didn't work. He told me that the only thing I could do is hope for minor improvements. I hope he is right because things don't really seem to be improving right now. Fortunately, my good friend Panda was here to cheer me up. She's a good panda, isn't she? We agreed to find an amusement park somewhere to, well, amuse ourselves! As I was walking along the highway with Panda, I saw a huge flame about a few miles ahead of us.
Panda and I ran over to the highway to see what was going on. I saw a red head Korean guy named Hwoarang lying on the floor, and a dark figure with black wings and horns. I recognized that dark figure to be none other than…Jin! I didn't understand why he had wings, horns, and strange markings on him. I shouted out his name to him, but he looked at me with cold eyes. That was not the Jin I knew. Then he held out his hand and wind gushed out from his hand and blew me and Panda away. As I looked up from the ground, he flew away.
I looked up to the sky where he flew, "Jin…what happened to you?"
I looked over to Hwoarang, who was badly injured probably because he was fighting Jin before we came.
"Are you all right?", I asked.
There was no answer.
"Hello? Wake up! Wake up!" I shook him, but he was unconscious.
I looked at Panda, "We have to get him to a hospital, Panda."