Ch. 2: Introductions and Schemes

Asuka stood still staring at the boy in front of her. Both she and him were speechless. None of this made sense right now. Asuka thought she'd be able to find something more about the Mishima Zaibatsu when their first tanker, after so long, finally arrived in Japan but instead she was faced with this person in front of her who clearly wasn't all that friendly.

Jasuka couldn't believe that he had survived the wreck and that there was actually someone around when the accident happened. However, the girl who found him wasn't the type of person he wanted to meet after everything he had just gone through. He and the girl still stood there until another explosion on the ship scared them off and the sound of the fire squad coming reminded them that they still both had to escape from all this.

"Just come with me! We can talk later!" Asuka said as she made a hand gesture to follow and ran. Jasuka followed along keeping his head low in case another gun fight happened to break out in the port. Jasuka was not happy and was starting to wonder if dying would have been a better outcome for him when he still had so much crap to deal with now. Asuka looked back to speak to Jasuka. "Before we do names, I need to know is how the hell you know Japanese when you look like you belong on the south side of the equator!"

"How about we leave my life story for another time and just focus on getting the fuck out of here first!?" Jasuka shouted still angry about Asuka hitting him and the situation they were in now.

"I'm working on that! You could thank me you know, you ungrateful prick!" Asuka shouted back in anger. She really did not appreciate the attitude the boy with her now was giving. "We need to find my bike!"

"What?" Jasuka shouted over all the loud noises going off now as the fire worsened. Asuka grabbed his arm and pulled him around a corner.

"I said, we need to find my bike so we can get out of here faster." Asuka said in a more regular tone now that she and Jasuka had gotten away from the noises. She picked up her bike and got on. "There are two steps on the back for you to mount on. Just hold on to me and don't move."

"Um, I think I'll just tag behind." Jasuka said sounding a bit nervous. He had never rode on, let alone seen, a bike before in his life.

"We don't have time to be messing around now get on!" Asuka shouted. Jasuka got on simply because he wanted out of the port as fast as possible and the girl wasn't giving him many options. Without a word of argument he did as Asuka told him.

The two rode away from the port but didn't get far as Jasuka's nervousness on the back caused him to wobble the bike. Asuka began to lose control and the two crashed into a light post. Asuka got back up glaring at Jasuka who got back up acting as if her were making sure his head was still intact.

"Baka! You're gonna get us killed if you don't keep still!" Asuka shouted at Jasuka who leaned forward to get in her face. Asuka was surprised to see a guy with the balls to act like this to her.

"Look lady, I never had the privilege of owning a damn bike so I don't know how the hell to keep balance on one! Not to mention I feel a lot safer when I know I'm in control of where my body is going and how I'm gonna fall!" Jasuka shouted. He was extremely irritated with this girl who thought she wore the pants here.

"We don't have a lot of time! The cops will be showing up and when that happens-!?" Asuka stopped when both she and the boy she rescued heard shouting somewhere in the nearby allies of where they crashed. It sounded like there was fight going on between two thugs. Suddenly a grin crept onto Jasuka's face. "What are you so happy about?"

"Wait here." Jasuka said as he dashed off to find the fight taking place. Asuka wanted to run after him but he was too fast. The only thing she heard then were grunts and moans of pain from the two people fighting. When Jasuka returned he was wearing a school uniform of another high school in the area. "I don't know why two school kids would decide to fight in these fancy-ass outfits but hey, perfect opportunity to loot someone of a disguise."

"You just mugged some high school kid for his cloths you son of a bitch! You're gonna get yourself arrested now and get me in trouble! What the hell were you thinking!?" Asuka shouted in disbelief.

"Neither him nor the punk he was fighting were able to see my face in the dark and this helps hide me hide from anyone who could have potentially spotted us." Jasuka said in a tone to speak over Asuka's. He was getting really annoyed by the fact he had to shout over her. He then pulled some money out of the pocket of the pants he took off the kid. "Plus we have cash for transportation now. I don't know about you, but I'm taking the first means of transport I see that takes me out of here and away from the scene back at the port."

Before Asuka could say anything, the boy walked off. She let out an angry sigh and followed him. The two arrived at a bus stop just up the road and Jasuka paid for it with his stolen money. After Asuka latched her bike to the rack on the back of the bus, she joined Jasuka at the standing rail on the inside. The two remained silent for the longest time as they took the bus back to the district Asuka lived in. After finally calming down over the events that happened, Jasuka broke the awkward silence of the moment.

"Thank you, by the way, for getting my ass out of there." Jasuka said as he looked down at Asuka with a more relaxed face.

"Don't mention it." Asuka said calmly. The passions of anger had finally died down in her that she could speak calmly now. With those said feelings gone she then made a proper introduction. "I'm Kazama, Asuka. I live here in Osaka."

"Jasuka Hidalgo, I got shipped here all the way from Peru." Jasuka replied.

"You've got to be kidding me. You just added another syllable to my name just so you would sound cool didn't you?" Asuka said in disbelief of Jasuka's name.

"I shit you not hermana, that's my name." Jasuka said calmly. Though he couldn't help but feel the coincidence was odd too.

"Wait, what did you call me?" Asuka asked in confusion.

"Ugh, its Spanish, don't worry about it." Jasuka said while feeling slightly annoyed by the fact that he was going to have to rely solely on the Japanese he knew and never had to speak until now. Jasuka had always kept practicing it on his own for personal reasons when he was young, but his knowledge was still lacking in some parts and it angered him thinking that he couldn't at least use broken Japanese where he could fill in gaps with Spanish.

The conversation stopped there and they remained silent until their stop. Upon getting off, Asuka walked her bike home with Jasuka following along still silent with the abruptness of the moment keeping them quite. As they arrived at the front of Asuka's house, the adolescent girl couldn't help but feel a tension building up in her chest as she tried to think of how she could best tell this to her father. It was bad enough that there was a stranger about to be living with them for the year given the exchange program she had volunteered for, but what was for sure going to make things uneasy for him was the fact that this was literally the first boy that Asuka had ever brought home with her. The school hadn't even mailed anyone about the details of the foreign exchange students coming in let alone have any names of who was coming over. Saying that Jasuka was the foreign exchange student who was supposed to be staying with her for the year could work as an excellent cover up for the time being.

"So what am I supposed to do here?" Jasuka asked as Asuka began to lock up her bike beside the house.

"Just follow my lead and don't come in until I say so." Asuka said as she finished locking her bike and walked in through the front door. She sat down removing her shoes and socks still feeling nervous about the whole situation. "I don't know how this is gonna work out, but I'm gonna try my best to prevent us both from getting into trouble."

Asuka walked into the living room quietly to see her father sitting in front of the TV. He sat there as he always had since Asuka was a little girl, with a drink by his hand, a cigarette hanging from his lip, and the news on. Very bland in appearance to most people but for some reason Asuka always loved that about him. His aging hair and wrinkles around his eyes, his quite demeanor by his look, and how he seemed to just go by without a real care just made him seem like an average person with no motivation. Asuka never took it as her father being unmotivated because she knew for a fact that he wasn't but also because it seemed to show a certain greatness to him. Because he had accomplished so much with the Kazama dojo and in the Osaka police department, he was entitled to a more peaceful setting like he was now. A man who made good use of his youth and could live old age in a solitude that came only to those who earned it and who would never live a life of regret. That is what Asuka admired so much in him.

"Um, dad," Asuka began as she walked up closer to her father, "we need to talk."

"You're home late Asuka, that's not like you." Asuka's father said as he turned his around to see her. She looked a bit concerned too. Asuka used to be a bit rowdy as a child and she was still as spunky and nosy as ever, but never to the point that she'd be in trouble. He couldn't help but feel this was one of those times that she actually did get herself in trouble. "What happened?"

"Oh, n-nothing, but ah, I really don't know how to explain this." Asuka said trying hard to keep her cool. She had never lied to father, at least not in any major ways in her opinion, to her father before. "Um, there was an announcement at school about those people who had volunteered to house people for the study abroad program. The exchange students are all coming in this week and I had to pick up the person staying with us at the last minute."

"Is there a problem?" Mr. Kazama asked now becoming a little sterner. He had only ever had to scold his daughter a handful of times in his life but he had a feeling that there was more to the story than Asuka was telling. His skepticism was beginning to make him believe that she was now having second thoughts on this at the last minute due to how she was acting now. Mr. Kazama wished she hadn't done this to begin with.

"No, n-none at all. It's just that I had to go to the airport at the last minute on bike to pick up the student living with us and…" Asuka was at a loss for words when suddenly Jasuka walked into the room without her giving the say so. Jasuka heard the conversation and knew that Asuka had no hope of coming up with a good excuse. So he figured the best way to address the situation was to simply make it known that he was here with Asuka. Mr. Kazama looked over Asuka's shoulder to see him and Asuka turned her head around now more nervous than ever. Not only had Asuka brought an almost uninvited guest into the house, but this was also the first boy she had ever brought over. This was the worst combination any teenage girl could imagine when confronting her father.

"Let me guess, this is whose staying with us for the year right?" Mr. Kazama said still looking stern with a sign of disapproval. It was very clear now why Asuka was so nervous knowing how she was when it came to boys. But like any parent, he was well aware of what teenage boys were like and now having one in the house for a year that could at any given moment make a move on his daughter made him very uneasy.

"Y-Yeah, here he is, the boy who will be staying with us." Asuka said while trying not to blush over the fact that this was the first boy she had ever brought over. She was more nervous than ever now with Jasuka in the room. She knew any and all negative thoughts her father had for teenage boys and their sexual tendencies were lighting up in her father's head now. Worst of all, Jasuka didn't even look like a nerdy kid who would seem either too shy or too pathetic to try and make a move on a girl. Jasuka looked like one of the punks he brought in on a regular basis at the station who wouldn't think twice about taking an opportunity to get into her pants. Asuka's heart began to race a thousand miles per hour, there was nothing she could do or say to change this.

"Kunichi-wa Kazama-san." Jasuka said in fairly decent Japanese. He was fairly good at speaking it much to Mr. Kazama's surprise. Unlike before with Asuka, Jasuka spoke with a much more respectful tone. He seemed to pick up that Mr. Kazama was entitled to respect just from the air around him. Despite the contempt he normally had for authority figures, Jasuka felt some of the same respect Asuka had for him. "Gomen for the inconvenience, I had to take the earliest flight which was the cheapest to get here."

"This is Jasuka. He came from…." Asuka stopped as she tried to come up with an origin for him. Jasuka couldn't be written off as just a dark skinned American, he didn't look like one of the typical ethnic groups that came out of the United States. Again Jasuka intervened.

"Don't bother trying to remember the name of the city I come from. I know Spanish isn't easy for you to pronounce and really where I come from is just an off branch of Nazca. All that you need to know is I'm from southern Peru in the lowlands, plain and simple." Jasuka said as he approached Mr. Kazama calmly.

"You came here from Peru of all places?" Mr. Kazama asked feeling a little skeptical. A cop's intuition could always sniff out a punk trying to talk his way out of something even if he had a straight face through it all. "Why here instead of the United States or somewhere in Europe? How did you learn Japanese of all languages? And would a schoolboy of all people have a tattoo on his face?"

"I had a feeling that this would confuse you so let me just give you a little history quick. After World War II, a lot of Japanese people were displaced in South America and Peru was one of those nations that had a tremendous population of Japanese after the war. In school back home, I chose Japanese as my foreign language to study because I felt that my country owed your country so much for what you've done for us in the past and even now in the present. The Mishima Zaibatsu had once come to Peru with a humanitarian organization to help better the company's relationship with Peru's government and other nations in South America. They provided education for even the local indigenous villages and the poor living in the city." Jasuka said with a fake smile to ease the tension. He knew that Mr. Kazama was on to him and he knew that he was looking for flaws in his story as well as any other signs of him lying. "As for the mark on my face, you'll have to forgive me. I'm actually of indigenous background but was adopted by upper class parents who lived in the city I was raised in. I had lived with my biological family for three years before they died and during that time they had tattooed my face with tribal markings as custom. My parents couldn't afford to have it removed and even if they could, the doctors said that it would only disfigure my face for life."

Jasuka had been lying to authorities for years now so making up stories on the spot was not hard for him. Also, he had thrown in some truth to his story which helped prevent his body from making any sort of gestures or signs of lying that interrogation experts looked for in people. After all his years of experience and sharpened senses for lies from suspects, Mr. Kazama fell for Jasuka's tale and surprisingly seemed not only more relaxed but also as if he liked Jasuka a bit now after hearing it.

"My apologies for seeming so tense, but my years on the police force have made me skeptical when it comes to boys your age telling explanations. I can see now why you were chosen to be in Asuka's school's study abroad program, you're a lot smarter than you look. I had almost forgotten too about what the Mishima Zaibatsu had done all those years ago so please forgive my also not knowing of the relationship between our two countries. It's very easy to forget that the Zaibatsu had been good at one point these days." Mr. Kazama said unaware that Jasuka had clutched his fist at the sound of him saying the Zaibatsu being good. "I'm glad to know that it's someone like you who can actually appreciate being here rather than some punk American kid. Please, let us help you get your things."

"The only thing I have are the cloths on my back sir. My family couldn't afford much else. After the costs to come here, even people like my parents who are higher up on the social scale in Peru couldn't afford to give me much else. As for cloths outside of school, I'm afraid my luggage was stolen back in my home country." Jasuka responded. Mr. Kazama didn't look like he was beginning to doubt the story, but Jasuka couldn't help but worry that this part would be hard to convince. Hopefully the fact that Mr. Kazama seemed to like him a bit would work in his favor.

"You can head upstairs then." Mr. Kazama pointed to the stair case. "I'll be with you after I've spoken with my daughter."

Jasuka did as he was told and Mr. Kazama took Asuka back to the front of the house to speak with her privately. Asuka knew this wasn't good if it was a private talk.

"Dad, I-" Asuka was interrupted.

"Asuka, I know from experience that getting into the police academy isn't easy and it's a lot harder these days than it was when I was your age. Not just with the physical testing done now but with all the new academia involved in it now, I don't blame you for trying to find as many good points to add to your application besides my name and position in the force. I honestly still don't think this was the best idea you could have chose not because I don't like the kid, but because I know how awkward it is for you to have a boy in the house. He's still not off my radar yet though because of his age and gender and because I feel like he's trying to be too showy for me. However, he does show genuine respect from what I see so I'm willing to give him a chance. But all of this still comes down on you and how you chose to deal with having a boy around when you've stayed away from them ever since you started high school and avoided the topic of relationships at the same time. You clearly weren't prepared for the possibility of having to house a boy for the year by how you acted earlier and knowing how you get whenever the subject comes up, I feel like you didn't have the right choice in mind when you volunteered to do this. I'm just really worried that all of this is coming back to bite you now and will bite you again down the road somehow." Mr. Kazama said as he looked down at Asuka who remained silent until given permission to speak.

"You know I'm not an academic. I chose this thinking it would be easy and would count for a lot. And I'm aware that my general lack of interactions with members of the opposite sex have made it hard for me to cope with my male peers but that's for another discussion." Asuka said as she put every cell in her body to bring out her speech. She really hated how much of an emphasis her dad put on her being awkward with boys in this discussion. A part of her felt like she's was having to defend her sexual orientation from accusations made by girls like Rena making this talk all the more difficult. "I'll admit that bringing a male home really made me uneasy. But I was mostly nervous earlier because I was worried you'd get the wrong idea about Jasuka just because he doesn't look like the type of person you'd see going to school in general and that you would judge him on that alone thinking I was about to introduce you to someone I've been secretly sleeping with or something like that. The details on his arrival and everything was just very vague and very abrupt and knowing that you didn't think that any of this was a good idea I was just extremely tense in how you would react to all this. Jasuka was nervous too which is why he seemed a lot showier than he needed to be in meeting you. I didn't expect him to show up so soon and so unannounced either and he wasn't expecting so either but please give him time and I know he'll come around. Just please, help me get through this."

Mr. Kazama sighed. He had always trusted Asuka and she never betrayed his trust. But there were times her thinking seemed so fast that she didn't know what she was getting into. She was too much like him when he was young trying to stay ahead that once set on track she couldn't get off in time when things over the horizon looked like they were going to crash. Mr. Kazama knew it was too late now to do anything. He sighed and looked back at Asuka.

"Alright, I'll go along with this and trust that you will be able to handle what you've been given here. Just please promise me that you'll keep yourself and him out of trouble here? I get what you said about him being nervous and wanting to impress me and I sort of like him for being able to prove that he's not as dumb as he looks, but I can't help but feel there is more to him than he's telling us and that something else about him makes him trouble." Mr. Kazama said. Asuka looked relieved and he was glad to see so. But he was still reluctant to support Asuka completely in this decision to house an exchange student for the year. Even after three weeks into the school year knowing that eventually a foreign exchange student would be showing up in his home, all of this felt like it was happening way too fast.

"Thanks dad. And trust me, I'll keep him in line." Asuka said feeling a great weight lifted off her shoulders. "If it means anything, I'm sorry for making you worry about me tonight and for not letting you know sooner about all this."

"Its fine Asuka, it's not the worst thing you've ever done." Mr. Kazama said. "Let's just welcome Jasuka and call it a night. You're gonna have a lot to do tomorrow."

As Asuka and her father walked back in, Jasuka stood at the top of the steps waiting. When Mr. Kazama got to the stairs, he began to show him around quickly.

"Unfortunately your timing hasn't given me a good opportunity to properly show you around our home but I'll save that for tomorrow." Mr. Kazama said to Jasuka. "For now, let me just show you around the upstairs and some rules for up here."

Jasuka nodded in compliance as Mr. Kazama took him to a sliding door and showed him a room stuffed with boxes and many other things sticking out of the closet.

"This is the guest bedroom. I apologize for the mess but we ran out of space in the attic and there was nowhere else to put all this stuff. Tomorrow you can rearrange things to your liking so long as you don't break anything or remove the contents." Mr. Kazama told Jasuka who nodded. Asuka didn't show it, but she didn't like Jasuka staying in the guest bedroom for personal reasons that were yet to be revealed. "My major concern though is this. Follow me."

Jasuka followed Mr. Kazama to the end of the hall where there was a narrow sliding door with a lock and sign in kanji that read "PRIVATE".

"To the right from here is my bedroom and office which is mine alone, no one else is allowed in. But this door here labeled private is strictly off limits to everyone. This leads to a part of the house where we keep all of our things important to the family. Please respect the rule of staying out above all else." Mr. Kazama said in a very authoritative tone to stress the importance of this. No one was allowed in this room, not even Asuka.

"Si Kazama-san." Jasuka answered. He normally had a lot of contempt for authority but Mr. Kazama was very convincing to him and he gave a vibe that demanded respect.

"This is my room here." Asuka said as she leaned back against the door. "You can work on your homework and stuff like that in here with me if you want. But no funny ideas you hear me?"

"I hear that loud and clear chica." Jasuka said with a grin. He was slightly humored by how defensive Asuka was towards him about the subject. Mr. Kazama hid his own sarcastic chuckle too out of the thought of how great it was going to be having two teenagers in his house now.

"If that is all I think it's best you two call it a night. You both have school in seven hours." Mr. Kazama said as he went to put away his things downstairs and get ready for bed himself.

"I will. And thank you, both of you, for doing this for me." Jasuka said with a smile. Jasuka had been faking a lot of expressions this time but this one was completely sincere. "This means a lot to me, it really does, to know that you'd allow a stranger, an indigenous one especially, stay with you for a year. Thank you both."

"You're very welcome." Asuka said unable to tell that Jasuka was actually being sincere now. "Now let' go to sleep. It was a hell of a time getting you here and it does gonna be a hell of a time getting you to school."

With that, everyone parted. Asuka slipped out of her uniform, put on some clean underclothing, a large white t-shirt and slid underneath the covers of her floor bed. Thoughts clouded her head that night as to what she was going to do next with this predicament. Asuka hated to admit it but she was over her head with this. She knew that this probably wouldn't end well, but she was confident that this would somehow go well for her or at least get something of value out of this if she and Jasuka worked together on this situation.

While the two exhausted teens slept, one man in particular was awake and lively as he raged over a failed mission by his minions. Far away up north on the main island of Japan, Kazuya Mishima was infuriated by the news that the specimen in Osaka was nowhere to be found. Kazuya picked up the chair in his office and threw it through the glass casing around it while cursing the bad news.

"The mission was supposed to be smoother than this! You were supposed to shoot down the tanker, get our men onboard and capture the specimen before it reached the docks! How could you get that wrong!?" Kazuya screamed as he got in the face of Ana who was unfazed by his tantrum.

"Whoever was in charge of that ship either knew we were coming and worked to keep the ship on course so we couldn't infiltrate it within sight of any lighthouses or other civilian means of seeing what was going or they were lucky." Ana said blandly and unmoved by Kazuya. "Either way, the specimen was still alive on board and he may have survived the crash."

"Then why didn't anyone find him in the wreckage if you know it's alive!?" Kazuya shouted. Ana made her way to the computer monitor at Kazuya's desk. "Answer me!"

"The 'it' you keep calling the specimen has a name." Ana said as she pulled up the legal files from Peru on Jasuka and put it on the overhead in Kazuya's office. "His name is Jasuka Hidalgo. He's one of the few remaining Ashaninkan Indians from the lowlands of Peru. According to his birth records, the mark on his face is natural and according to the information that Heihachi gathered while he still owned the Zaibatsu, he possesses the forerunner to your Devil Gene, the Ogre Gene."

"That's it? He's just another brat only a few years younger than my own." Kazuya said as he slammed his fist on the desk. "And you're telling me the key to enhancing my own Devil Gene got away!?"

"Don't worry, he wasn't able to go far." Ana said as she began to type on Kazuya's computer again and pulled up police security footage from traffic cameras earlier that evening. Stopping to stop at what one camera caught, Kazuya could see that Jasuka was on a bus with someone and a sinister grin creped across his face. "He and his gene are alive and well for you to take."

"Then take him now while he doesn't expect it!" Kazuya shouted as he reached for his phone when Ana caught his hand.

"Considering that your company is still trying to reclaim its finances after the role it played in Jin's little war, I don't think you want to risk making the G-Corporation looking any worse than it already is." Ana said.

"What do you mean!?" Kazuya said as he pulled his hand back.

"You should have known from the time you ran the Mishima Zaibatsu that no matter how covert you think an assassination or kidnapping mission may be, someone will find out about it and point it back to you much like the incident in Brazil." Ana said with a slightly less calm tone in her voice. She was beginning to lose patience in Kazuya. "To just send in one of your SWAT teams to capture the boy, in a highly populated area of all places, would only reflect bad on you and your company which would lead to the discover of your master plan or announce to Jin that you found the boy. Do you really want to risk losing the most vital means of acquiring the Ogre Gene's power by doing this?

Kazuya growled and backed off. He didn't want to wait for Jasuka. He wanted him and his power now. But announcing to the world that he was some sort of power crazed lunatic kidnapping people through secret means for his own benefit while at the same time letting his son and father know what he was up to was not a risk worth taking.

"Fine, what do you suggest that I do then to capture him?" Kazuya asked as he glared at the picture of Jasuka and how close but far away he was from him. Ana smiled. She knew that what she had to say would only stir him up more. He was like a child sometimes and it was fun seeing him throw a tantrum like one who had just been told he couldn't get what he wanted.

"To be honest I think its best we sit back and just watch him for now. The boy doesn't even know how to use the Ogre Gene and I doubt he knows what it is yet." Ana said as she began to type more on Kazuya's computer. "If he can activate it, then he'll be all the more valuable for you. Not only that, we can monitor him from every inch of the country when he does. Since his gene is so similar to the one you and Jin have we would search for the same aura you two emit for having the Devil Gene; we'll know when and where he's at 24/7. We can send out for his capture when the opportunity knocks."

"Still, what about a ground agent? Someone to track him in those places we can't see him?" Kazuya said. He did already not like the sounds of how long this plan would take. "I want to know everything about this kid that documents and cameras can't tell us. I want to know how to break him from the inside out!"

"I can arrange for a ground agent." Ana said as the overhead displayed the names and faces of several people who had fought in the previous Iron Fist Tournaments that both the G Corporation and the Zaibatsu had taken special note of. On a separate screen, a camera monitoring an old man on a life support system appeared. Ana then pulled up the image of a young Chinese girl. "She'll work for us with the right motivation of course."

Kazuya grinned wickedly as he saw this. He had the tools to capture Jasuka now. With someone on the ground to actually trail him this would work much easier and faster. He'd have Jasuka in good time. He would have the Ogre Gene.

Author's Note

Sorry for not updating any of my stories in so long. School has been keeping me busy. I know these revisions to the first two chapters aren't what you're looking for but after rereading them before making the third chapter, I noticed a lot of plot holes that I wanted to try to fill in before moving on. Such as Mr. Kazama's just blindly accepting a stranger into his home as an exchange student when the sign up process was just today. It would not have made any sense and to either him or the school and a few other things I felt needed to be added in too. My goal is to look deeper into Asuka's character and maybe even reveal some of her own demons at play during her journey with Jasuka over the course of this story. Overall, this story is gonna be quite a bit more loaded than I originally intended it to be so stay tuned. Thanks for your support! Please try to comment on each chapter when you can to let me know what you think of my portrayal of the Tekken cast and the story thus far! Also, let me know if you have any character requests. I know that Tekken has an extensive cast which I hope to use all of in this story but if there's a particular character you want to see sooner, I'll try my best to add them. Thanks!