Disclaimer and Author's notes: Why do they call it a disclaimer if you're not going to disclaim something? Of course I'm disclaiming! And I don't own Tekken either, doof ass! Even though Mike and Evy are MINE! All mine! Italics are used to signify thinking and Bold to identify whispering. These do not apply in cases where these (bold and italic) forms of expression are needed. As an answer to my review, yes this is set in the Tekken 3 time and place, but just for my own sake I'm going to make Christie and Steve in it. I'm difficult.

Revenge

By Lia

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"Flight TA9 to Tokyo, Japan boards in precisely 5 minutes."

Mikaela looked down at her passport. Was she going to do this? Will I survive…

"Flight TA9 to Tokyo, Japan is on its final call and will be departing in 10 minutes. Mikaela Everest, please report to the service desk at Gate 17 for boarding." Mike sighed and slung the pack over her shoulders as she strode over the gate.

"Boarding pass, please?" Asked the Asian woman at the other side of the desk.

"Right here." Mikaela showed her ticket to the woman. She accepted it and then handed it back, wishing her a nice flight. Mike nodded in reply.

There was no queue in front of her in line. She gladly slid the ticket through the machine as she was once again wished a lovely flight. Mike firmly grabbed the ticket and pulled it out before walking down the aerobridge.

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Mikaela fully reclined her seat and lay back. She was just about to fall into a slumber when she felt something brush against her cheek. "What the – huh?" Mikaela mumbled. She opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a man with blonde hair and blue eyes standing over her. "N-nick?" She stuttered in shock. "W-what are you doing here?"

"Excuse me?" The man replied. "I think I should be asking YOU that question?" Mike sat up and wrapped her

blanket around her.

"I'm participating in the King of Iron Fist Tournament. And you?" Mikaela gave her friend a look. "I'm just a spectator."

"Really?"

"Hey…" Nick leaned closer so that no one could hear. I also hear that your archrival is entering, too… Mikaela gaped at him. Nick winked and ruffled up the top of her head. When will he stop treating me like a kid… "Good luck," He chirped happily. "And stay warm!" he planted a tiny kiss on her cheek and waved good-bye. When he was gone, Mikaela put her hand on her cheek and smiled.

Meanwhile, in a seat nearby, a man silently laughed.

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"Congratulations to the following finalists who have made it into the tournament," The host greeted all the tekken fighters. "I will call your name out and present you with a certificate and a free voucher which will enable you to shop at all restaurants and shopping centres for free. Not to mention free accommodation in the Iron Fist hotel next door to the main arena of the tournament. Our first winner is…Julia Chang!"

Everyone in the crowd applauded Julia as she was presented her certificate and vouchers. She bowed and waved to the crowd before walking off back into the audience. Mikaela disappeared into the toilets just before Hwoarang's name* was called out. When she came back she was just in time to collect her own certificate and vouchers. On and on the list went, until it came to Evelyn Nickel's name and that was it. When all the fighters had received their things they were sorted into their rooms and were given a timetable listing all the fight times and contestants.

Mikaela's first fight was with Ling Xiaoyu.

"She's that cute little Chinese girl with the piggy-tails and big yellow bow," Mikaela muttered.

"Cute?" said a squeaky voice behind her. Startled, Mike jumped and turned around. "Thanks for the compliment!"

"Uh…no prob. How old are you anyway, kid? Twelve?"

"Actually, I'm sixteen. How old are you?"

"No more than one year older than you."

"Jeez! And you're no taller than me, not to mention shorter!"

"Oh, yeah…I kinda stopped growing when I was around 14. Hopefully I'll get a growth spurt pretty soon…"

"Yeah, I think you need one too. Well, nice meeting you, Mike! Seeya later!"

That's a bit rude… "Um, bye!"

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"GIMME BACK MY COKE!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No way!"

"Don't make me angry, Evy!" Mike rolled up her sleeves.

"Oh dear, look!" mocked Evelyn. "Little Mikie's gonna hurt poor little Evy…"

Even though knowing she was only joking, Mikaela gently pounced on her new friend, knocking the can out of her hands and onto the floor. They started tackling eachother, until-

"Hey! No fighting in the – Mikaela?"

Mike immediately stopped playing with Evy and got up with a stern look on her face. "Hwoarang…"

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So, how d'ya like this chapter? I know, it's still short but I guess it's better than nothing! Stay tuned to find out the outcome of Hwoarang and Mikaela in The meeting of the Rivals.

*Hwoarang's last name in this fanfiction was taken from Baek's last name, Doo-San, since he is probably the closest person to Hwoarang.

TBC

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